137: Chapter 137: Doesn't understand anything at all

"Snap!" Out of a sense of retaliation, Ye Xuan backhanded Qingluan on her perky buttocks.

"Ah, Senior Brother, you're bad, wuwu..."

Qingluan muttered under her breath, but she did not resist.

Ye Xuan summoned his half-step King Profound Realm puppet, leaped easily onto the back of this iron behemoth, and then headed toward Cangjian Peak.

Ever since absorbing his master's zixiao divine thunder core, his divine sense had become extremely powerful, almost indistinguishable from that of a true Heaven Profound Realm cultivator, perhaps even slightly stronger.

Only cultivators who reached the Heaven Profound Realm could fly freely in the sky, but with his half-step King Profound Realm puppet, soaring through the sky was naturally not a problem for Ye Xuan.

"Alright, Senior Brother, we've arrived. You must come on time to pick up Qingluan later, okay!"

They had arrived at Moon Lake on Cangjian Peak. Qingluan happily climbed down from Ye Xuan's back. The Sword Dao Laws here seemed to have seen their true master, becoming exceptionally lively and appearing very happy and joyful at the arrival of a Qingluan.

"Mm, alright, I'll head back first. Remember to find Senior Brother on the sound transmission stone if you need anything."

"Mm, okay!"

As time passed, night fell, and Ye Xuan came to pick Qingluan back up. There was another matter he needed to deal with tomorrow; if not handled well, it would be a huge problem.

The threat from the Saint of the Zhao family at Cangqiong Holy Land had to be handled carefully.

The next day, the thing Ye Xuan worried about most had already happened: he did not wait for Lin Qingzhu to come find him; she had gone alone to the place of the duel at Cangjian Peak.

"Wait until this is over, see if I don't give you a good thrashing." Ye Xuan gazed at the midday sun on the horizon and gritted his teeth.

"Third Saint Son Zhao Long, are you ready to die?"

Based on the process written in the Book of Fate, Ye Xuan could guess that Third Saint Son Zhao Long must have laid a dragnet deep beneath Cangjian Peak, just waiting for the foolish Lin Qingzhu to arrive.

"Master, this disciple has an urgent matter to report!"

Ye Xuan stood outside Master Shen Xi's boudoir. This time, he was well-behaved and did not barge in, instead knocking on the door and speaking.

Master Shen Xi, who was sitting cross-legged on her bed, frowned and looked at her Pretty Boy in surprise. "You mean to say, all this information is something you dreamed about over several nights?"

Ye Xuan nodded very solemnly.

"Very well, then I shall accompany you on this trip. They are merely two rotting Saints. If they hadn't jumped out, perhaps they could have lived a few more days. Since they chose to jump out, let us take this opportunity to wipe them out."

"However, what surprises me is that your relationship with Lin Qingzhu has become so good now?" Master Shen Xi cast a vague glance at Ye Xuan, her cold voice faintly tinged with a trace of dissatisfaction.

"Master, you might not know this, but Lin Qingzhu is also from the Great Qin Dynasty; she is from the same place as your disciple."

Although Ye Xuan's legs were trembling, he still explained.

"Alright, no need to explain. This is a protective sword talisman; it has the power to withstand a blow from a Supreme. Even if Ancestor Zhao Buling uses an Imperial Weapon to attack you with full force, he will not be able to harm you."

Master Shen Xi immediately refined a protective sword talisman and tossed it to Ye Xuan, then a slightly dissatisfied voice rang out: "After this matter is finished, you are not allowed to go looking for Holy Lord Xu Yan and her disciple again. Cultivating diligently is what you should be doing."

"Hehe, thank you, Master."

Ye Xuan clutched the white protective sword talisman tightly in both hands. As for whether he had taken Master Shen Xi's warning to heart, that was unknown.

Just as he returned to his courtyard, he saw Qingluan staring at him with hopeful eyes.

"Senior Brother, I've been waiting for you for so long, hurry up and help me become pretty!"

Qingluan dragged Ye Xuan to the bedroom, then sat cross-legged on the bed, shy and fidgety, looking at her Pretty Boy Senior Brother with expectant eyes.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming."

Helpless, Ye Xuan sat up as well, took out some beauty-enhancing spiritual herbs from his spirit ring, and began to activate them with Light Profound Power.

Then, he began to knead Qingluan's cute little face.

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"Hehehe, Lin Qingxue, what do you think of this place as a bridal chamber for you and your sister?"

In the core area of Cangjian Peak, there existed a cavern deep underground stretching for about a thousand miles. Third Saint Son Zhao Long said triumphantly: "Back when I was cultivating the Sword Dao, I stumbled into this place, and it became my main base."

As for how crazy love could be, Third Saint Son Zhao Long had even thought about imprisoning the Lin Qingzhu sisters here forever, not letting them leave a single step, until they could mentally submit to him forever.

Lin Qingxue did not speak because she saw that her sister and Yun Zhe had both arrived here.

"Choosing a place like this as a battlefield, Third Saint Son Zhao Long is truly shameless. From my detection, there are at least dozens of strange auras existing here."

After sensing slightly, Lin Qingzhu whispered to Yun Zhe beside her: "Sigh, as Lin Qingxue's sister, I am very sorry for Lin Qingxue's unauthorized decision to go to the Yun Family to call off the engagement, Yun Zhe."

"Senior Sister Lin, I know the fault doesn't lie with you regarding this matter. Actually, you didn't need to come today at all. This matter is between me and Lin Qingxue. Even if it is filled with thousands of difficulties, it should have an ending."

Yun Zhe did not mind and just responded indifferently.

"Sister, why are you standing with him? Come over here!" In a panic, Lin Qingxue grabbed her sister's hand, but when she tried to pull her toward Third Saint Son Zhao Long, she couldn't move her at all.

"No need, I am fine right here." Lin Qingzhu removed Lin Qingxue's arm and looked at her sister with a slightly cold expression: "If you were not my sister, I would not have participated in this farce at all."

However, what Lin Qingzhu did not notice was that the powder on Lin Qingxue's hand had already seeped into her arm.

"Let's begin, Lin Qingxue. The three-year agreement between you and me should have an ending today." Yun Zhe looked at Lin Qingxue coldly.

It was this woman who had given him endless humiliation back then, making his father unable to hold his head high within the family.

It couldn't be called hate, but the anger in Yun Zhe's heart had to be vented.

"Boom—"

As sword clashed with sword, Lin Qingxue looked at Yun Zhe in surprise and sneered: "I didn't expect it. After three years, your strength has actually reached this point. However, can you really defeat me?"

Sword shadows were like silk, faster than a meteor as they instantly slashed toward Yun Zhe's neck, but Yun Zhe's reaction was faster, easily blocking the blow with his heavy sword. However, the power of the light sword in Lin Qingxue's hand made him feel alarmed.

"Hmph, whether I can or not, we'll only know after trying!"

"Bang—"

As time passed, the two had fought for about a hundred rounds. Yun Zhe was fighting with increasing vigor, while on the other hand, Lin Qingxue was already tired and starting to pant, and the Mystic Power within her body was almost exhausted.

"Hehe, your foundation is unstable. So you reached the Earth Profound Realm by relying on medicinal pills." Yun Zhe finally realized it and sneered.

"Shut up!" Lin Qingxue seemed to have had her reverse scale touched. A sharp and terrifying sound emitted from her mouth, and her ferocious expression made even Yun Zhe feel utterly disgusted.

"I'm going to kill you!" After saying these words, Lin Qingxue backhanded and swallowed the Rank 3 Spirit-Explosion Pill that Third Saint Son Zhao Long had given her.