Chapter 91: Saint Origin Art of Purple Qi

Chen Weilong brought a full 10 Spirit Void Realm cultivators to besiege Luoxia Mountain.

Among them was an Elder at the Spirit Void Realm Eighth Layer presiding over the situation, possessing formidable strength.

At the mountain gate.

Chen Weilong took a step forward, full of imposing aura, and shouted loudly toward the Shengjian Sect main hall, "Yan Xiao, Li Yang, come out and accept your deaths!"

"Idiot!"

Wang Dazhu, who was sweeping the floor, rolled his eyes at Chen Weilong, looking at him with disdain.

Yesterday, he had been playing cricket fighting with the duty disciple, with the bet being three days of sweeping; he ended up losing over ten times, so all the sweeping for this month fell to him.

He was extremely depressed right now; why did the General suddenly get diarrhea? Otherwise, he definitely wouldn't have lost.

"Are you insulting me?"

Chen Weilong glared at Wang Dazhu, his gaze cold and sinister.

"Yeah, can't you see I'm sweeping? You're throwing trash around here, you have no manners at all; if I don't insult you, who would I insult?"

Wang Dazhu picked up his broom and pointed it at Chen Weilong as he spoke.

"You brat has some nerve! Taste my sword."

Chen Weilong was not lightly angered; why couldn't these people understand their own situation? He was here to wash Luoxia Mountain in blood, why weren't they afraid at all?

It seemed it was time to show his true skills.

Chen Weilong drew his Flying Sword and charged toward Wang Dazhu; he wanted to chop off Wang Dazhu's head with one strike.

"Come, come, come... if I even furrow my brow, count it as my loss."

Wang Dazhu stood motionless; he had let Luosang test it, and the stone slab under his feet was exactly where the formation was located; as long as he didn't step outside this spot, no one could hurt him.

Therefore, he wasn't panicked in the slightest.

It was a rare opportunity to act cool, so he had to seize it well.

Clang—!

Chen Weilong's Flying Sword stabbed at Wang Dazhu's chest, but it was blocked by an invisible force; no matter how much of his strength he used, he couldn't hurt Wang Dazhu even a tiny bit.

"Kid, are you suffering from kidney deficiency? Use some strength; Grandpa here is standing right here letting you hit me and you still can't hit me, what a useless piece of trash."

Wang Dazhu said with contempt.

"You..."

Chen Weilong was so angry his lungs were about to explode.

Alas.

He simply had no way to deal with Wang Dazhu.

This distance of one step was like ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers, forever impossible to cross.

"Seventh Young Master, let me try."

The Chen Family Elder at the Spirit Void Realm Eighth Layer walked out slowly, with the bearing of an expert.

He lazily drew his long sword, wiped it once, and only then looked at Wang Dazhu and said, "You are going to die!"

"Ah... oh."

Wang Dazhu was a bit stunned, thinking to himself that this guy could act even cooler than his Master; look at that sword-wiping movement, so elegant and composed, he should try that in the future too.

Wang Dazhu looked at his own weapon, the big saber Yan Xiao had given him, and felt the saber was a bit too big and hard to wipe.

"My name is Chen Jiale, remember, it was I who killed you."

Seeing Wang Dazhu unmoved, the Chen Family Elder gave a feminine smile and drove his sword to stab fiercely at him.

The Flying Sword spun at high speed, carrying extreme penetrating power; one could tell at a glance that its might was extraordinary.

However!

After the Flying Sword struck the barrier of the formation, it triggered the counterattack of the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Diagram; the great formation flashed a circle of light that struck Chen Jiale's Flying Sword, and after a crisp sound, Chen Jiale's Flying Sword disintegrated and shattered, scattering into iron dregs all over the ground.

"Pfft!"

With his life-bound Flying Sword shattered and his dantian damaged, Chen Jiale spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backward to the ground.

"Fifth Uncle!"

Chen Weilong was greatly shocked; Chen Jiale was their family's third-strongest expert, and now that his life-bound Flying Sword was shattered, his strength would inevitably be greatly reduced; what was to be done now.

He looked at Wang Dazhu with venomous hatred, his heart turning ruthless; he must destroy Luoxia Mountain.

"Hey, fatty, you can't blame me for this, he brought it on himself."

Wang Dazhu expressed that he was very innocent.

"Don't think I don't know the secret of the Seven Spirits; if I can't get in here, I can enter Luoxia Mountain through the Spirit Cave, kid, you just wait."

Chen Weilong said with a cold laugh, and after speaking, he carried Chen Jiale away.

Entering from the Spirit Cave, that was a problem.

Wang Dazhu threw down his broom; he had to go tell Yan Xiao about this.

"Master, it's bad!"

At the door of Yan Xiao's room, Wang Dazhu knocked and called out.

"What is it?"

Feng Jingting pushed open the door and said in confusion, "Your Master is resting, is there something important?"

"Mistress is here too; it's like this, I'm worried that the Chen Family people will enter the Spirit Cave to cause trouble; if they come to Luoxia Mountain from the Spirit Cave, that would be bad."

Wang Dazhu said worriedly.

"Rest assured, your Master has already made arrangements," Feng Jingting said with a smile.

"Ah... I knew Master was omnipotent, witty and clever, talented, heroic and mighty, imposing, graceful and elegant, romantic and dashing, treating everyone equally... he would definitely have thought of it, hehe..."

Wang Dazhu immediately apologized with a smile; he had originally wanted to show off his own wit, but it felt like flattery was simpler.

"Hehe... your Master has had too much to drink; if you keep making a racket, be careful he doesn't beat you."

Feng Jingting was amused and teased him.

"Oh, thank you for the reminder, Mistress; this disciple will take his leave."

Wang Dazhu immediately went back to sweeping the floor in a well-behaved manner.

In the room.

Yan Xiao rested his head on Feng Jingting's lap, closing his eyes to rest, while Feng Jingting massaged his temples.

"Husband, I am worried—will they make a move against Jingxuan?"

Feng Jingting said with concern.

"Rest assured, the Chen Family is one of the top immortal clans in Liuyun; they won't disregard their reputation to make things difficult for the Feng Family.

Our feud with them hasn't reached that point yet; once they suffer a loss in the Spirit Cave, I will have a talk with them."

Yan Xiao said confidently.

"Does Husband intend to cooperate with them?" Feng Jingting asked, puzzled, having sensed Yan Xiao's intent.

"Smart. If the sect wants to grow stronger, it must obtain more resources; Luoyue City is still too small."

Yan Xiao rose, stood up straight, and said sonorously, "My goal is to become the strongest in the cultivation world and make the Shengjian Sect the number one immortal sect."

"I believe Husband will surely succeed."

Feng Jingting said gently.

"Oh my, my head still hurts quite a bit."

Yan Xiao chuckled and continued to lie back in the comfort of her lap.

Feng Jingting smiled and said softly, "Husband, yesterday that girl Luo Ying told me she wanted to be your concubine and asked if I would agree."

"Uh..." Yan Xiao was stunned, feeling inexplicably guilty.

"Does Husband have his eye on that girl Luo Ying?" Feng Jingting asked.

"No, I have always just treated her like a younger sister."

Yan Xiao hurriedly shook his head and said.

"You really don't like her?" Feng Jingting said with a smile.

"Re... ally."

Yan Xiao replied with a straight face.

"That is truly a pity; it seems the girl Luo Ying lacks this fortune. I will go tell her your feelings."

Feng Jingting made a move as if to go have a heart-to-heart with Luo Ying.

"Wait!"

Yan Xiao shouted in a hurry; he was truly so conflicted at this very moment.

He didn't dare to "sneak a bite," but it would be a pity to discard it; to say he wasn't moved at all would be a lie.

Luo Ying was so cute, so beautiful...

"If Luo Ying is taken by some other pig's trotter... my conscience will ache!"

"Husband, are you alright?"

Seeing Yan Xiao's pained expression, Feng Jingting was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, asking with concern.

"Sigh, it is all because your husband is too charming. You go tell Luo Ying she is the last one; even if other women are infatuated with me and kneel down begging for my favor, I won't spare them a second glance."

Yan Xiao said with absolute certainty.

"Hypocrite!"

The system cursed.

"Husband is a god descended to earth; naturally, many women are infatuated with Husband. It is indeed difficult for Husband."

Feng Jingting, however, agreed with Yan Xiao's words; in her eyes, Yan Xiao was simply too outstanding.

Seeing this philandering side of Yan Xiao, she actually felt more at ease, as it made her feel that the distance between her and Yan Xiao was not so great.

Yan Xiao was a gift from the heavens to her; she was afraid that one day Yan Xiao would suddenly ascend and she would lose him forever.