141: Chapter 141 The Profound Sage

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor any fancy or complicated starting posture.

Liu Guanzhi moved.

His figure remained unchanged, save for his index and middle fingers pressed together, casually making a sweeping motion before him.

In an instant, the color of the world changed.

Countless cyan sword auras, solid as reality, emerged out of thin air from the void, transforming into a sky-blocking torrential downpour that poured down towards the figure opposite. The Sword Intent crisscrossed and completely sealed off a radius of a hundred zhang.

"Sword Intent forming a domain?"

"Lin Bufan"'s brows twitched slightly, a trace of surprise carrying in his words.

With Ring Old Man's vicious discernment, he naturally saw through the truth and falsehood of the young man opposite at a glance. The other party had not truly stepped into the threshold of the half-step Nascent Soul; they were merely relying on some secret technique to forcibly elevate their cultivation.

But the Sword Intent of the third realm before him could not be faked, and the other party had even reached a very profound level in this realm.

This caused the old man, who originally thought he could easily handle his opponent, to flash a trace of surprise in the depths of his eyes, raising his spirits a bit.

With his current cultivation raised to the peak of Core Formation, ordinary half-step Nascent Soul cultivators, or those who forcibly elevated their cultivation through secret techniques, simply couldn't last a few moves in front of him. But the young man before him had touched the ceiling of this realm the moment he made a move.

However... "Lin Bufan" smiled slightly, his right hand forming a palm held vertically in front of his chest, and a pale golden phantom instantly formed behind him.

"Clang, clang, clang~"

Countless sword rains fell upon the golden body, producing only crisp sounds of metal collision, yet they could not shake the phantom in the slightest.

"Lin Bufan" looked at the expressionless Liu Guanzhi in the distance and chuckled lightly:

"Junior, you can strike a bit harder."

After all, who wasn't a proud genius when they were young?

If an old-school proud genius like him, tempered through the passage of years, were to turn back and participate in some genius battle, it would be no different from a fierce tiger entering a flock of sheep, resulting in only one-sided slaughter and suppression.

The world always praises proud geniuses for fighting above their class, but those who are killed by someone of a higher class are mostly mediocre talents with shaky foundations and stagnant progress, or else they simply occupied favorable timing, geographical advantage, and harmonious human relations.

Facing an old monster with unfathomable foundations like Ring Old Man, wanting to win across realms? Even wanting to win against him in the same realm would still be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

Liu Guanzhi's expression remained unchanged, the momentum of the sword rain growing increasingly heavy, completely unaffected by Ring Old Man's words.

Dealing with a soul body, he was hardly inexperienced.

"Wanting to wear this old man out?"

"Lin Bufan" chuckled and shook his head, not launching an active attack, but instead chatting with full appreciation in his eyes.

"Your temperament as a junior is truly the only one this old man has seen in his life. Even compared to my unfilial disciple, you are much stronger. Between us, when all is said and done, there is no deep hatred. Why not stop here and each go our separate ways?"

"Very well, I want her."

Liu Guanzhi raised his hand and pointed at you standing in the far distance of the sky.

"No."

Ring Old Man decisively shook his head. He knew Lin Bufan's temperament best; once he recognized a person, unless the other party betrayed him, he would never abandon them.

"Then there is nothing more to talk about."

As the words fell, several golden longswords suddenly burst out from Liu Guanzhi's palm. They looked entirely devoid of power, yet they caused "Lin Bufan"'s expression to change slightly.

"Good lad, this move is at least presentable."

He did not assume any stance, just casually raising his right hand with his five fingers slightly spread, as if about to catch a falling leaf.

"Star-Plucking Hand."

"Lin Bufan" casually spat out three words, his fingertips gently twisting in the void.

In an instant, the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy seemed to be guided by some invisible force, gathering entirely in front of him and transforming into a translucent giant hand of spiritual power.

That giant hand looked illusory, yet it carried a relaxed grace of treating heavy things as light, gripping those several golden longswords into its palm in an extremely elegant posture.

"Crack~"

Those peerless sword beams capable of splitting mountains and cleaving rivers were easily crushed into pieces.

Another secret technique!

Your gaze towards Lin Bufan couldn't help but become a bit more fiery. This grandpa was simply a walking massive treasury of techniques, truly making one's heart itch with desire.

Thinking of this, your plans for the future became a bit clearer in your mind.

Liu Guanzhi fell silent for a moment and slowly spoke:

"May I ask for Senior's name?"

"Name? Forgot it."

"Lin Bufan" remained as carefree and nonchalant as before.

"I did have a Dao title that was somewhat reputable in the past, Xuanwei."

"Saint Xuanwei?"

The fighting intent on Liu Guanzhi's body instantly converged completely, and he slightly cupped his hands in the direction of "Lin Bufan".

"I was previously unaware of Senior's esteemed self and have committed many offenses. I hope Senior will be magnanimous."

The so-called Venerables and Saints were all respectful titles for those heaven-defying powerhouses above Deity Transformation, not a specific realm. But just from Liu Guanzhi's attitude, which changed drastically before and after, one could tell how heavy the two characters "Saint" carried.

"No matter."

"Lin Bufan" waved his hand generously.

A flash of gloomy light crossed Liu Guanzhi's eyes, but after weighing it for a moment, he still spoke:

"Senior can take these two people away right now, and this junior will not stop you."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, "Lin Bufan" narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Could it be that you think you have the ability to make us stay?"

"Not at all."

Liu Guanzhi shook his head gently, without any arrogant expression on his face, as if stating a matter of fact.

"If you and I continue to fight, your disciple's physical body probably won't last much longer, and it would be impossible for me to retreat unscathed under Senior's wrath."

Upon learning that the other party was a Saint during their lifetime, Liu Guanzhi had already made up his mind in his heart.

Qinghuang Sacred Body was precious indeed, but it was not worth risking his life to seize, let alone...

Liu Guanzhi's gaze lingered on Lin Bufan's face for a moment. Only then did he dazedly recall who the other person was, which served as an additional reason for him to make up his mind to give up.

"Lin Bufan" took a deep look at the black-haired youth, a hint of killing intent flashing in the depths of his eyes, but feeling Lin Bufan's state, he still put away the killing intent.

Not only was the other party wary of him, but he was equally unsure of what hidden cards this junior still possessed. If he were dragged out for a few more moves by the other party, his good disciple might really end up living in the ring with him...

Afterwards, "Lin Bufan" flashed and arrived in front of you, without another word, placing a hand on your shoulder.

The next instant, you only felt the world spinning before your eyes. The moment you looked back, you only saw Liu Guanzhi's indifferent eyes, and then the scenery between heaven and earth began to rapidly recede.

Damn it!

This old lady hasn't even had the chance to utter harsh words yet!