Chapter 232 – Vengeance Fulfilled
4:35 AM: Li Qingran used the artifact ‘Lightning Pipe’ to restore spiritual energy and killed Zhang Hanxiao and Xiao Yifeng.
“Good kill!”
Chen Huai’an nodded repeatedly as he read the log while watching the events unfold in the Soul Mirror.
Having these two tools was so convenient—especially the Soul Mirror, which allowed him to monitor everything in real ti. No more worrying about missing any of his little disciple’s actions while he was busy.
Those four beasts from Qingyun Sect had long been on his kill list.
Back then, he lacked the power and had to consider the nurous Nascent Soul cultivators and even a Soul Formation elder within Qingyun Sect. So, he had to fake being magnanimous.
But now that Li Qingran had avenged herself, it was like removing a thorn from his heart. This would only help her cultivation—her mind would be at peace, free from lingering resentnt.
Good, good—this was a great thing!
4:36 AM: Thought of her master twice. Felt her master’s love. Favorability 5. Current favorability ♡47.
Chen Huai’an: “???”
Wait, he hadn’t even done anything!
How was she suddenly feeling his love?
What the hell was this girl imagining all day?!
4:37 AM: Encountered Lu Changtian, who was possessed by Mu Baishuang’s avatar. Witnessed Lu Changtian refining Yun Zimo and felt imnse pressure. Thought of her master.
…
“Oh?”
Chen Huai’an narrowed his eyes.
Mu Baishuang… who was that again?
Oh, right!
A hidden Nascent Soul demonic cultivator within Qingyun Sect!
Originally, he had left her there to stir up trouble for Qingyun Sect. But after taking Li Qingran away, he hadn’t expected to cross paths with Qingyun Sect again, so he had gradually forgotten about it.
Yet now, Mu Baishuang was interfering again?!
“Avatar, huh… If I recall correctly, Mu Baishuang never entered the secret realm.”
Chen Huai’an glanced toward Qingyun Sect. Their ancestor, Rong Qingyun, seed to sense his gaze and imdiately turned to throw him a flirtatious look.
Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, he transmitted his voice across the distance.
“Daoist Qingyun, does your sect have a disciple nad Mu Baishuang? Where is she right now?”
“Mu Baishuang?”
Rong Qingyun’s mind conjured an image of a delicate and charming female disciple.
Her expression instantly darkened.
She initially wanted to question why Chen Huai’an was asking about her disciple, but then realized she had no right to interrogate him.
Forcing down her irritation, she replied, “Daoist Chen, give a mont. I’ll ask around.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and roared toward Chixiao Peak.
“Qingxuan, get your ass over here!”
…
After questioning Qingxuan, Chen Huai’an got his answer.
Mu Baishuang had indeed not entered the secret realm.
As for her whereabouts, no one knew. Qingxuan only ntioned that she had recently lost interest in cultivation and might have gone to a mortal city to relax.
Chen Huai’an was speechless.
This Qingxuan was quite the character—a master who didn’t even know where his own disciple was. Utterly unqualified.
Since Mu Baishuang was a Nascent Soul demonic cultivator, it was entirely possible that she was using so kind of dark art to control Lu Changtian from outside the secret realm.
In that case…
“Heaven’s Calculation! Locate Mu Baishuang’s true body for !”
【Heaven’s Calculation in progress…】
The winds of the Cangyun Realm shifted, though this ti, no golden vertical pupil appeared.
Clearly, the target’s strength and background weren’t enough to require Heaven’s Calculation to exert its full power.
【Heaven’s Calculation complete. Target location has been marked on the map!】
Chen Huai’an glanced at the map.
He pressed his right foot against the Holy Pavilion’s floor—and shot into the sky.
…
“Li Qingran, your master is strong, and so are you.”
“Your master was powerful enough to kill the Demon Lord with ease. But now…”
Mu Baishuang picked up Yun Zimo’s sword and pointed it at Li Qingran.
“I am at the late Golden Core Stage. You are only at the early Golden Core Stage. Even if you have an artifact that restores spiritual energy, so what? If I kill you in one strike, you won’t even have the chance to recover!”
“So, Chixiao Peak’s corruption was your doing all along.”
Li Qingran glared coldly at Mu Baishuang.
She had suspected her before but never had any concrete evidence.
Mu Baishuang was a master of deception, and with the sudden personality shifts of her four senior brothers, she never even got the chance to investigate.
Fortunately, her master had taken her away from the filth of Chixiao Peak.
She no longer cared why those four had turned out that way.
A late Golden Core opponent would be difficult to handle, but not impossible.
She didn’t need to defeat her—just delay her long enough for the secret realm’s entrance to open.
Once her master arrived, she would be safe.
Mu Baishuang neither confird nor denied her accusation.
“Enough talk—ti to send you on your way!”
She had already planned how to kill Li Qingran.
Li Qingran’s swordplay was unpredictable and fluid.
So, she would trap her in the Demon Cage, create illusions to distract her, then use Demon Step to teleport behind her and pierce her heart with one strike.
She could already picture the blood splattering…
Splurt—!
Mu Baishuang’s pupils shrank.
A crimson line trailed from the corner of her lips.
Slowly, chanically, she lowered her head.
A sword’s ethereal shadow had pierced through her chest.
The piercing chill of sword energy spread through her entire body, freezing her very soul.
Mu Baishuang was stunned.
Soone had ambushed her from behind?
No.
That wasn’t right.
She was only an avatar, possessing Lu Changtian’s body through dark magic.
All the pain should have been transferred to him.
That was the power of the Heaven Demon Art—even if Lu Changtian died, her true body wouldn’t suffer any harm.
So…
This pain… was coming from outside the secret realm.
Her true body had been struck!
Her avatar instantly dissipated.
A suppressed consciousness awakened within the broken body.
Lu Changtian’s knees crashed to the ground.
Both hands clutched his chest, unable to stop the blood from spilling.
Sword intent rampaged within his wounds, shredding his organs, ridians, and dantian into ruin.
A faint jingling sound echoed in his ears.
He weakly lifted his head.
Li Qingran was approaching, her white skirt fluttering through the grass, the silver bells around her ankles swaying with her steps.
His gaze followed her upwards—
That sa beautiful face.
“S-Save …”
“I… I’m sorry… cough cough…”
But the girl rely stepped past him, leaving behind only a fragrant breeze.
“Master!”
From behind, he heard her joyful voice.
Once upon a ti, hadn’t Li Qingran called him ‘Senior Brother’ in the sa delighted tone?
He knelt there.
The last glimr in his eyes flickered and faded.
His soul, too, was shattered by the sword intent.
…
Standing behind Lu Changtian was a phantom swordsman, clad in black robes, holding a black-scaled sword.
He slowly retracted his blade.
Li Qingran instantly recognized the figure—it was her master.
Yet, the phantom did not respond to her call.
Recalling Lu Changtian’s odd behavior and Mu Baishuang’s sudden collapse, she quickly pieced it together.
Her master must have found Mu Baishuang’s true body.
Otherwise, Mu Baishuang wouldn’t have abandoned Lu Changtian’s body so quickly.
“Master saved again…”
Li Qingran watched as the phantom disappeared, warmth blooming in her heart.
“Ugh… damn it, that hurt like hell…”
A pitiful groan ca from the nearby grass.
Li Qingran snapped out of her daze.
“Oh no, I forgot about the demonic cultivator girl!”
Slapping her forehead, she hurriedly rummaged through the grass.
During the chaotic battle, she had tossed the girl aside in a rush.
And, to avoid her getting accidentally injured—
She had thrown her extra far.
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