Chapter 640: Chapter 68: Ancestral Master Passing Down the Teachings, Splashing Heaven’s Opportunities Chapter 640: Chapter 68: Ancestral Master Passing Down the Teachings, Splashing Heaven’s Opportunities As an experienced spy, what kind of person does Ling Yunpo hate dealing with the most?
Naturally, it’s the kind of person who is unreasonable yet has an extraordinarily sharp intuition.
Being unreasonable ans that it’s very difficult to deceive them with normal thods; sharp intuition ans that the slightest inattention can expose your flaws to them.
Therefore, if Ling Yunpo had a choice, he would certainly stay far away from such people… but now he had no choice.
The immortal across from him wore a Taoist robe, which, though not large, hung loose on his body, indicating that this immortal’s physical body had decayed to an extre degree of frailness.
This is a typical characteristic after being plundered by a Heavenly Demon: once ordinary people are affected, their essence, energy, and blood are imdiately taken away, leaving nothing but an empty shell.
But this immortal must have used so technique to resist the Heavenly Demon’s erosion at the last mont, which is why he appeared half-dead.
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He didn’t move his lips to speak, but used so kind of sound transmission secret technique, suggesting that he could no longer speak normally and must constantly maintain his resistance against the Heavenly Demon.
In such a state, it’s blunt to say that the cultivator is using all his strength just to stay alive, and a mont’s inattention could be fatal; how could he possibly have the mind to entertain and instruct outside cultivators?
Unless it was… oh, I see now, it’s obsession.
Since this immortal calls himself “Solitary Extremity,” it ans that he no longer has elders or relatives.
As I previously guessed, perhaps even the sect he originated from no longer exists; therefore, his greatest obsession must be to pass down the sect’s teachings.
After all, if he were to die here, all the unique skills of his sect would be completely lost, and no matter how glorious they once were, they would be erased and fade into oblivion-this would be even more painful than death for a cultivator who once belonged to a great sect and who cared greatly about the sect’s prestige and status.
With this analysis, the treatnt Su Jian received here back in the day, as well as the immortal’s joy upon seeing my senior sister and , is all suddenly clear.
Seeing Ling Yunpo deep in thought, the immortal said discontentedly:
“Ha, they say those with an Innate Sword Bone are upright and unyielding, that those with an Innate Sword Heart are bright and clear; how co when it cos to you two, it’s quite the opposite?
The girl with an Innate Sword Heart is straightforward, but the boy with an Innate Sword Bone is scheming and circuitous… Bastard, you’re silently criticizing this old man, aren’t you!!!”
The last sentence, he suddenly raised his voice, and as he was using sound transmission, the effect was almost like whispering in one’s ear-it nearly deafened the two of them with its sudden outburst.
An Zhisu quickly explained:
“Immortal, please listen to , it’s not like that!
My junior brother is always thorough in his actions, not with ill intent, but out of necessity!”
In her view, since this immortal had earnestly provided guidance to Su Jian, that made him akin to half a ntor to her own master, and by rounding up, he was also her and her junior brother’s grandmaster.
Since he’s our grandmaster, of course, he should show so favoritism, right?
So, she told him about her relationship with her junior brother and Su Jian, as well as why Su Jian was later forced into seclusion, and how Qingluo Peak had declined within Shushan… she recounted everything in detail.
“It is for this reason that my junior brother has to ponder day and night, exhausting his thoughts, making long-term plans for Qingluo Peak’s future; it’s all because I’m useless as a senior sister…”
By the end, An Zhisu’s voice also beca choked with emotion, and she could only lower her head to wipe her tears.
The Immortal had been listening for quite a while, already seething with rage, and now he burst out shouting:
“What audacity from Shushan!
To dare to treat our Sword Sect disciples like this.
???G?.??
If I were still able to move, I would certainly wipe out your entire Sect from top to bottom!”
“My disciple!
No need for tears!
Once I instill Sword Intent in you, and your Cultivation Level greatly increases, return and slaughter that nest of insects from Shushan for !!!”
“Disciple?” An Zhisu asked hesitantly.
“Haha, Su Jian is my disciple; aren’t you then my grand-disciples?” The old daoist said with delight, clearly very appreciative of Su Jian’s natural talent for the sword.
“Dare I ask, Immortal,” Ling Yunpo seized the good mood to probe, “Our master Su Jian was a disciple under Long Eyebrow Immortal at Shushan, but how did he beco your disciple?”
“Hmph.” As soon as Ling Yunpo spoke, the old daoist’s tone turned cold again, clearly favoring An Zhisu and taking no liking to him, “I am well aware of this.
Back when your master Su Jian was being hunted, I stepped in to save him.
To return the favor of saving his life, he then took as his master, willing to accept my mantle, considering an equal ‘half-master’ to Long Eyebrow Immortal.”
“I see,” Ling Yunpo understood imdiately.
It must be that after Su Jian was saved by this old daoist, the old daoist had said, “Kowtow to as your master, or I’ll throw you back out,” prompting Su Jian, in order to save his own life, to have no choice but to kowtow to the old daoist.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, Su Jian, Su Jian, who would have thought that you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, pretending to be so arrogant all the ti, would still abandon your dignity when it truly matters?
“Let test the two of you,” the old daoist said, suddenly invigorated at the ntion of the mantle and the teachings, speeding up his speech, “What swordsmanship has Su Jian taught you?”
“In response to my grandmaster,” An Zhisu changed address quickly, “Master taught us the Seven Kills Sword Technique.”
“Hahahaha!” The old daoist burst into wild laughter, “This Seven Kills Sword Technique, is it not the very teaching of our Sword Sect!
And you say Su Jian isn’t my disciple?
What say you, hesitant grand-disciple, do you have any objections?”
Wait a minute, wasn’t the Seven Kills Sword Technique Su Jian’s own creation?
Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu were both stunned at the sa ti.
Then they realized: if it was taught by this old daoist, they definitely couldn’t admit to it when they returned to Shushan, otherwise Long Eyebrow Immortal would explode with anger upon finding out his disciple had adopted the teachings of another.
However, if it was a swordsmanship created by Su Jian, and since Su Jian was a disciple under Long Eyebrow Immortal, then the Seven Kills Sword Technique would be an inseparable part of Long Eyebrow Immortal’s lineage, completely reversing the situation.
“Since you’ve learned the Seven Kills Sword, then I shall use the Seven Kills Sword to test you.” No sooner had the old daoist finished speaking than a sword stuck in the ground burst out of the earth, floating and swaying in mid-air.
The sword vibrated slightly and its tip showed lethal sharpness.
“How about it?
Who wants to go first?” the old daoist asked with anticipation, “If you satisfy , I will naturally grant you so fine treasures.”
Ling Yunpo thought to himself that his senior sister, with her Innate Sword Heart, was more of a technique-oriented cultivator, at least needing to understand the enemy’s sword moves to better devise tactics and utilize her strengths.
As for , with my Innate Sword Bone, my Flying Sword is tougher and stronger.
I might as well go first to scout things out, so she can gather more information from the side.
“I’ll go first,” he stepped forward half a step and said aloud.
“Stand down!” The old daoist suddenly barked, “As her junior, do you not know your place?
Why are you competing with your senior sister?
Wait your turn after she is done!”
Damn it!
Ling Yunpo was also furious, wasn’t it you who asked “Who wants to go first?”
So it turns out this half-dead old coot is upset just because he doesn’t like .
No matter what I do, it’s wrong, is that it?!
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