272: Chapter 266 Returning to the Sect

"Ah... kill me... kill me..."

At this moment, Blood Rakshasa had completely turned into a lunatic.

Her Sea of Consciousness had completely collapsed under the brutal and powerful impact of Chen Zhiwen's Divine Sense, and her Divine Soul was shattered beyond repair.

She curled up on the ground, drool flowing from her mouth, her eyes unfocused, just unconsciously repeating those few words.

Chen Zhiwen stood up slowly and withdrew his palm.

He looked at the woman on the ground who was now completely crippled, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

For his enemies, he never went soft.

A wisp of Sword Qi flicked from his fingertip.

Puff.

With a soft sound, Blood Rakshasa's body stiffened abruptly, and then, all signs of life were completely extinguished.

After finishing all this, Chen Zhiwen did not linger for a moment; his figure flashed, turning into a streak of sword light, and disappeared from the edge of the Thunder Punishment Sea.

Outside the Thunder Punishment Sea, Xiao Linger was pacing back and forth anxiously.

She looked toward the depths of the Thunder Punishment Sea from time to time, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.

Although she had absolute confidence in Chen Zhiwen's strength, after all, he was facing four long-renowned Peak Golden Core experts!

Time passed second by second.

Just as her heart was sinking lower and lower, a familiar figure finally appeared in her line of sight.

It was him!

Seeing Chen Zhiwen's familiar figure flying out from the depths of the Thunder Punishment Sea safe and sound, Xiao Linger's suspended heart finally fell heavily back into place.

She let out a long sigh of relief, feeling as if all the strength in her body had been drained at this moment.

"You... are you alright?"

She hurried to meet him, her voice carrying an imperceptible tremor.

Chen Zhiwen landed in front of her, and looking at her eyes filled with concern, a trace of warmth flowed through his heart.

He smiled slightly and shook his head.

"I'm fine."

His tone was relaxed and indifferent.

"What about them?"

Xiao Linger asked, still somewhat uneasy.

"All dealt with."

Chen Zhiwen's answer was still as light as a breeze, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Linger's pupils shrank slightly, and her heart was once again stirred with huge waves.

All dealt with?

Those were four Peak Golden Core experts!

She took a deep look at Chen Zhiwen and forcibly suppressed the shock in her heart.

She knew that this man hid too many secrets.

"This place is not suitable for staying long, let's go quickly."

Chen Zhiwen said.

"Mm!"

Xiao Linger nodded heavily.

The two of them did not delay any further, turning into two streams of light, and left this place of trouble at their fastest speed.

That very day, they returned to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

The familiar mountain-protecting array and the familiar mountain gate gave both of them a feeling of a lifetime having passed.

Within the Sect, the two separated and returned to their respective peaks.

Before parting, Xiao Linger suddenly called out to Chen Zhiwen.

"Senior Brother Chen."

She stood under the sunset's afterglow, her pretty face slightly flushed, her bright eyes looking at him sparklingly.

"Hm?"

Chen Zhiwen turned around and looked at her with some confusion.

"This time... thank you."

Xiao Linger's voice was very soft, but full of sincerity.

She paused, as if gathering great courage, before continuing.

"After obtaining the nine-leaf thunder bamboo, I will go into seclusion for a while."

"When I come out of seclusion, I will give you a surprise!"

After saying this, she winked playfully at Chen Zhiwen, then turned and ran away like a happy little deer.

Watching Xiao Linger's light back, Chen Zhiwen couldn't help but smile slightly and shake his head.

A surprise?

A trace of small anticipation even arose in his heart.

And just at this moment, an untimely cough suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Ahem."

Chen Zhiwen's smile stiffened slightly.

He turned around and found that the person standing behind him was none other than the Sect Master, Li Qingxuan.

Li Qingxuan was looking at him with a "kind" face, his eyes meaningful.

Hidden Sword Peak, inside the bamboo building.

Chen Zhiwen poured a cup of clear tea for Li Qingxuan.

"Sect Master, why are you here?"

He asked.

Li Qingxuan picked up the teacup, took a light sip, and then said unhurriedly:

"If I didn't come, wouldn't I be disturbing the good things of you young people?"

He looked at Chen Zhiwen with a teasing smile on his face.

Chen Zhiwen couldn't help but feel a bit helpless upon hearing this.

"Sect Master is joking."

He could only answer like this.

"Alright, I won't joke with you anymore."

Li Qingxuan put down the teacup, and his expression became serious.

He looked at Chen Zhiwen and asked in a deep voice:

"Was this trip smooth?"

"I sensed huge spiritual power fluctuations over at the Thunder Punishment Sea; it seemed like a great battle occurred."

Chen Zhiwen nodded, not hiding anything.

He recounted his trip to the Thunder Punishment Sea to Li Qingxuan, except for the part about the Xuanji Daoist.

Of course, in his telling, the entire process was described lightly, as if it were just an ordinary skirmish.

However, to Li Qingxuan's ears, it was nothing less than a stormy sea!

When he heard that Chen Zhiwen had fought alone against the Leader of the Li Huo Palace group, the Black and White Twin Fiends of the Shadowless Gate, and the Saintess of the Blood Fiend Sect, Blood Rakshasa—these four Peak Golden Core experts—his hand holding the teacup couldn't help but tremble slightly!

And when he heard that Chen Zhiwen had ultimately slain all four of them, he could no longer maintain his composure and stood up from his chair with a "whoosh"!

"What did you say?!"

Li Qingxuan's eyes were filled with unbelievable shock!

"You... you killed them all?!"

He stared fixedly at Chen Zhiwen, as if wanting to confirm if he had misheard.

One person, fighting four peers alone, and killing all four of them!

This... how could this be possible?!

Such strength, such a battle record, completely exceeded his understanding of a Golden Core Cultivator!

Let alone the Golden Core realm, even some Cultivators who had just entered the Nascent Soul realm might not be able to do it so cleanly!

Looking at the Sect Master's expression of extreme shock, Chen Zhiwen just nodded calmly.

"Yes."

Receiving the affirmative reply, Li Qingxuan gasped, and slowly sat back down in his chair.

He looked at the calm Disciple in front of him, but his heart was churning like a river, unable to calm down for a long time.

He knew Chen Zhiwen was strong, a Prodigy.

But he never expected that he would be a Prodigy to such an extent!

Rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns?

No!

Such an existence could no longer be described with that phrase!

This was a monster unique in all ages!

For a long time, Li Qingxuan finally digested this shocking news.

He looked at Chen Zhiwen, his eyes becoming extremely complex.

There was gratification, there was pride, but more than that, it was a kind of emotion he couldn't even describe himself.

He did not linger any longer.

After exchanging a few simple pleasantries and urging Chen Zhiwen to cultivate well and not expose his strength easily, he got up and left Hidden Sword Peak.

After the Sect Master left, Hidden Sword Peak returned to its former tranquility.

Chen Zhiwen sat cross-legged on the bluestone in front of the bamboo building, the evening breeze blowing past, stirring his clothes.

He closed his eyes and began to organize all the clues he had obtained from Blood Rakshasa's memory.

Southern Region, Xuanji Daoist...

A new goal had quietly emerged in his heart.

And life in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect returned to its usual peace once again.

It was as if that earth-shattering great battle before was just an insignificant interlude.