Chapter 577: My Master Passed Down His Teachings to Alone
Chen Huaian had already returned to the front of the sect's main hall.
But he didn't imdiately reveal himself, instead standing inconspicuously at the back of the crowd.
When he stood here, Li Qingran's chances of victory against Wang Haotian rose from 50% to 100%.
This Wang Haotian from Xuanhe Gate was definitely planning sothing shady, otherwise Li Qingran's victory probability wouldn't have dropped so low.
With him standing here, using his Great Ascension Stage cultivation to support Li Qingran, he had already guaranteed she wouldn't be in any danger, and the outco held no suspense at all.
Whether he needed to intervene would depend on how Wang Haotian conducted himself.
"Ancestor, there's sothing off about this kid from Xuanhe Gate!" Su Qinian controlled the washing machine as it floated before Chen Huaian, spinning while speaking: "Although he shows cultivation level similar to Li Qingran's, there's a power secretly accumulating in his dantian. If it erupts, I'm afraid Li Qingran might be in danger!"
Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes, thought about Master Yuyao's character, and basically understood the situation.
These disciples all knew secret techniques that burned vital essence, leaving them weakened after use, with unknown side effects.
And the secret technique this pieced-together genius Wang Haotian cultivated was even more outrageous.
Using his dantian as the price...
Master Yuyao was really willing to spend heavily just to cause him trouble.
"Ancestor, what I an is, should we intervene?"
"Intervene my ass." Chen Huaian rolled his eyes:
"With standing guard, could he harm even a single hair on Li Qingran's head? Do they think I cultivated to Great Ascension Stage for nothing?"
As they spoke, the battle had already begun.
The spear technique Wang Haotian had learned was quite high grade—grand and sweeping, with murderous intent weaving through the overlapping spear shadows, carrying so of the imposing manner of a battlefield general.
Clearly, even though he was a pieced-together genius, he still possessed so genuine genius comprehension.
This spear technique already showed glimpses of the spear dao.
But it still fell far short compared to Li Qingran's Green Lotus Sword Manual.
Not to ntion the Green Lotus Sword Manual was a saint-grade sword technique, but this manual was sothing he had personally taught Li Qingran hand by hand—how could it be lacking?
...
On the Martial Platform—
Wang Haotian roared, his long spear shooting out like a dragon piercing through air.
This spear thrust, its tip trembling, actually created hundreds of afterimages, attacking Li Qingran's throat, heart, and dantian—three vital points—like a gale scattering fallen leaves.
From the first move, it was a killing technique, completely rciless.
Li Qingran's expression remained unchanged as she retreated gracefully, her Su Xian Sword unsheathing later but arriving first.
Sword light blossod like a lotus flower, effortlessly dissolving all hundred spear shadows.
This was clearly the second stance of Green Lotus Sword Manual—Sword Light Erges from Sheath.
"Excellent sword technique!" Wang Haotian praised, but a shadow flashed through his eyes.
He had thought this move would at least force Li Qingran to avoid direct confrontation, never expecting her to neutralize it so easily head-on.
Was the gap between him and Li Qingran really this big?
As he pondered, his spear technique shifted.
In an instant, spear shadows filled the sky like a sudden storm, so dense that not even wind could pass through.
Each spear thrust contained Nascent Soul Stage true essence, with faint thunder gathering within the spear shadows, creating an astonishing display of power.
The weaker cultivators watching from around imdiately retreated, afraid of being injured by this oppressive force.
With the final thrust, a thunder dragon actually roared out from within the spear shadows, pouncing toward Li Qingran to kill.
"Ah!"
"Danger!"
Exclamations rose from the crowd.
After all, Li Qingran's appearance was exquisitely beautiful, truly peerless in the mortal realm.
Most cultivators' minds followed appearances—no one wanted this celestial beauty to be injured.
Moreover, when she had welcod them into Moon Shadow Sect, Li Qingran had treated everyone with courtesy and respect.
Compared to Xuanhe Gate's several unreasonable disciples, everyone's impression of Li Qingran was naturally much better.
Facing the attacking thunder dragon, Li Qingran seed to freeze in place, allowing the thunder dragon to bite through her.
The exclamations around grew louder, rging into a continuous sound as everyone thought Li Qingran was about to be injured.
However, the watching sect leaders and elders like Tang San and Fa Dahai rely narrowed their eyes slightly, showing no concern.
"Chen Sword Master's disciple has looks and figure that can be called peerless. Even when the Flower Ranking still existed, she could have easily taken the top spot..." Tang San lightly fanned himself with his folding fan, sighing: "But looking at her sword technique, it already carries seventy percent of Chen Sword Master's shadow. She's not just about good looks."
Before his words faded.
The 'Li Qingran' bitten by the thunder dragon dispersed like mist where she stood—it had only been an illusion.
Li Qingran's true body had sohow already appeared behind Wang Haotian's side, her Su Xian Sword held in reverse grip, the blade brimming with icy sword qi.
"This... this was just an illusion?!"
"What a realistic illusion—completely indistinguishable!"
The watching cultivators looked utterly bewildered.
And this was precisely the fourth stance of Green Lotus Sword Manual—Mist Ford from Rainbow Clouds.
Wang Haotian reacted quickly, pushing off with his left leg while bending backward, spinning around with a returning spear thrust.
Roar—!
The thunder dragon that moved with his spear ca charging back, firmly locking onto Li Qingran who had no footing in mid-air.
However, just as this spear was about to pierce through—
Wang Haotian shockingly discovered that he could no longer sense Li Qingran's presence.
Li Qingran was still there, still within his vision, yet she seed to have disappeared from this space!
"Worldly pleasures are like this too, since ancient tis all things flow east like water!"
A clear, beautiful voice ca from all directions, accompanied by deer calls from the mountains.
Wang Haotian's whole body tightened, his scalp tingling.
Because his spear had stabbed empty air.
Originally, Li Qingran had been in a vulnerable position with no footing, but now he couldn't retract his spear in ti—the vulnerable one had beco him!
"When you leave, master, when will you return?"
It sounded like a question, like a lant.
But within the words, sharp sword intent rose.
"And set the white deer free among the green cliffs."
As the words fell, right behind Wang Haotian, a white figure in plain clothes danced gracefully with a sword.
Then a white rainbow descended from the sky!
The falling sword light condensed into a white deer leaping down, swift as lightning.
Yet it ultimately restrained so of its killing intent, allowing Wang Haotian to barely turn around, gritting his teeth as he held his spear horizontally to block.
Crack—!
The long spear in Wang Haotian's hands was cleanly snapped by the white deer's front hooves.
The remaining sword qi continued to strike the ground, leaving a bottomless sword scar before Wang Haotian.
At this mont, death had never felt so close.
That suffocating, icy coldness almost made his legs give way and kneel.
Originally, he thought he needed to perform a bit, show weakness to his enemy.
But the actual situation was that there was no need for performance—he was genuinely weak.
"This... what sword technique is this?"
His voice ca out strained.
What the sect leader had given him was a top-tier spear technique, sothing that could be considered a treasure even in a holy land.
But clearly, this spear technique couldn't compare to the sophistication of that sword technique.
Ten zhang away, Li Qingran sheathed her sword and stood, her cool gaze looking over.
"The third stance of Green Lotus Sword Manual—White Deer on the Azure Cliff, personally taught by my master."
"My master taught it only to , and will only ever teach it to . So, I cannot teach you."
She had ultimately shown rcy, not severely injuring Wang Haotian with that sword strike.
But after this move, Wang Haotian should recognize the gap between them.
The competition should be over now, right?
She cupped her hands: "I concede the victory!"
Li Qingran's sword technique had undoubtedly astonished everyone present.
Before coming to Moon Shadow Sect, everyone knew there was a peerless beauty in Moon Shadow Sect who was also the sect leader.
But most cultivators' impression of Li Qingran was actually—a vase who beca sect leader only because of Moon Shadow Sect's ancestor Chen Sword Master.
Aside from her good looks, her talent and combat power were just average.
Now they could see—not only were her appearance and figure beyond reproach, but her talent and combat power were also impeccable.
Looking at the doting gazes Moon Shadow Sect's elders directed at Li Qingran, and the worship in Moon Shadow Sect disciples' eyes...
It was clear this sect leader position was well-deserved.
Qingxuan Daoist looked at Li Qingran standing gracefully on the Martial Platform, his expression complex.
The little girl who had been timid and obedient before him less than a year ago had already grown into such a stunning figure.
If back then he had... ah—
Now nothing he said would matter.
"Hmph, see that? Regretful? Is it useful?" Rong Qingyun saw Qingxuanzi's conflicted expression and snorted coldly: "Picking up sesa seeds but losing the waterlon. If you don't know how to accept disciples, you don't have to in the future, lest you ruin truly talented disciples! Later, go apologize to Sect Leader Li, understand?"
"Yes." Qingxuan Daoist smiled bitterly.
Originally, he had been quite resistant to this matter.
Now he suddenly felt it wasn't a big deal—he really should apologize to Li Qingran.
Even if his cultivation level was higher than Li Qingran's now, eventually, he would only be able to look up to her.
And that day wasn't far away.
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