Chapter 172: 172, [Take Me With You] (Requesting Monthly Tickets!)

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One cares only for what’s right in front, oblivious to the great Mount Tai.

Just a few moments after Lu Xun dropped the bamboo leaf from the mountaintop, his vision returned. The small mountain below was fell out of sight, transformed into a massive, deep pit!

“Where’s the mountain!?” Lu Xun’s pupils dilated in shock.

“Is this the might of One Sword, capable of moving mountains and overturning seas?” Lu Xun could feel his heart rate accelerating.

This was a power he never experienced when playing at level 60 in his previous life!

If one day, I too could reach such a state…

With this thought, Lu Xun felt as if his blood was boiling!

Now, not only the mysterious man was gone, even the large altar within Mount Tai disintegrated under the stroke of this sword!

Lu Xun could clearly see that inside the pit, in addition to rocks, there were fragments of an altar.

If the entire mountain was erased from existence, the altar inside naturally would not remain intact!

“This broken state, even if you try to assemble it like Lego, it would be impossible to piece back together. This altar is definitely destroyed, and if it can still be used then… forget it, Mo Guanji should go eat s!” Lu Xun thought to himself.

I haven’t even taken on the main quest yet, and the main storyline is already crumbling!

He attempted to locate the corpse of the mysterious man within the pit but found it impossible to locate.

“Could he have been blasted to ashes by this Sword Qi?” Lu Xun muttered to himself.

“Senior sister’s Sword Qi is indeed thorough, bypassing even the process of crushing bones and scattering ashes, all done in one breath.”

By usual habits, he prepared to loot the corpse of the mysterious man, to see if there was any spoils of war.

This is akin to killing a monster and finding equipment.

But now it seemed that any harvest would be difficult to come by.

Unyielding, he guided his paper crane to hover above the pit, his eyes scanning its entire circumference. After a while, his gaze landed on a pearl.

“Isn’t this the white pearl from the center of the altar!” Lu Xun said to himself.

When he entered the secret realm before, the mysterious man was using his own blood to dye this pearl. The pearl absorbed all of his blood, leaving not a trace.

The altar was destroyed, the man was blasted into nothing, yet this strange pearl remained intact!

Without hesitation, Lu Xun picked it up and put it into his storage ring.

The instant he picked up the pearl, several prompt messages popped into his view.

Before he could read through them, he heard Mao Nanbei’s voice.

Mao Nanbei glanced into the distance and said to Lu Xun, “Little Junior Brother, someone is coming. Should we hide?”

Such a great commotion, it’s likely to have alarmed the entire Three Thousand Mountains.

“Let’s hide.” Lu Xun replied, fearing further trouble.

“Alright.” Following his response, Mao Nanbei used her small hands to hug Lu Xun, then began to fly away at top speed.

First, make a round, and then return to Tianque Gate.

Dozens of silhouettes swiftly arrived at the massive pit. Male, female, old and young were all filled with shocked expressions!

Among these people was the Sect Leader of Tianque Gate, Mo Beipo.

“Who could’ve done this?” A common thought popped into everyone’s minds.

Most of the people presented were Sect leaders, Sect Masters, and leaders of the Three Thousand Mountains Alliance, their strength ranging from the fourth to fifth state. They could perceive very clearly that a Sword Qi had fallen from the sky moments ago!

One sword leveled a mountain!

Many even thought, “If that sword had fallen on our Sect’s mountain…”

The consequences are unimaginable!

These small to medium-sized Sects and the Demon Sect are incomparable. Although they all have Mountain Protection Arrays, their capabilities widely differ.

The Mountain Protection Array of the Demon Sect was crafted by the master himself. Yan Li’s halved Sword Qi, stationed at the Lead Peak was guarding the gate. The Swordsman, Ping Shanhai, couldn’t even harm the great array.

As for sects like Tianque Gate, based on the sword stroke just now, it’s blatant to say it would exterminate the entire Sect, yet killing seven tenths would be easy. There will inevitably be some who slipped through the net!

This is the terror of a Great Cultivator!

The Three Thousand Mountains Alliance has always been united, as old acquaintances they would often chat with each other while enjoying tea and meals. Now, they started discussing among themselves.

Their emotions were very complex, a deep sense of tension was evident.

This mysterious and strong person appeared out of nowhere, leveling a mountain for no apparent reason which was puzzling.

If memory serves right, this mountain was called Taishan, right?

This barren mountain with hardly any trees would not be a suitable place for even small Sects to establish their base. Why would such a strong person want to destroy it with a sword?

Moreover, whether the other party is friend or foe is still undetermined, but the likelihood of them being allies is slim… Everyone is well aware of their standing, how could they have such a powerful ally?

But if they were enemies…

Unimaginable!

The high-ranking members of the Three Thousand Mountains began to sense the residual aura around the deep pit, but most of it was covered or washed away by the Sword Qi, leaving only a limited amount to be detected.

“It seems there are traces of demonic aura?” A woman with a beautiful wife’s figure slightly furrowed her brows.

Upon hearing this, Mo Beipo immediately looked up.

“Demonic aura?” His first thought was of Mao Nanbei, who had been following Lu Xun.

He knew Lu Xun had left Tianque Gate in the middle of the night, and the patrolling disciples had reported to him.

However, he dared not inquire further, nor would he order someone to follow, instead pretending to have received no report.

So, could everything here be related to the Demon Sect?

At this thought, he felt he was already nearing the truth.

But what were the Demon Sect doing here, destroying a small mountain?

“Master Mo, have you noticed anything?” A rugged-looking man next to Mo Beipo asked.

“Sect Leader Liu, I was just distracted,” Mo Beipo didn’t disclose anything.

Always steady, he knew well the importance of discretion.

Everything that had happened here indirectly reflected the strength of the Demon Sect.

If possible, he would naturally choose to cling to this powerful sect discreetly without letting outsiders know, to avoid competition.

However, compared to everyone else’s tension, he had calmed down quite a bit, even feeling a hint of joy.

Elsewhere, Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei quickly returned to their small courtyard within the Tianque Gate.

Lin Chan poked her head out from the kitchen; she had been cooking porridge.

Seeing her master and Fourth Martial Uncle return, she returned her focus to the porridge.

Noticing Mao Nanbei was still in good shape, Lu Xun assumed that she hadn’t been injured in the recent fight.

Still, he asked, “Fourth Senior Sister, were you hurt?”

“Ha ha ha! Him, hurt me?” Mao Nanbei stood up straight.

Feeling a bit embarrassed that she had not defeated the man and had ultimately used her second senior sister’s Sword Qi, Mao Nanbei found an excuse, “Cough cough, I haven’t been resting well these days and I’m not in my best shape. Otherwise, I would have killed him early on!”

Lu Xun:

I know how soundly you sleep every night.

Even if I smacked your butt, you wouldn’t wake up!

Lu Xun ignored Mao Nanbei’s bragging and instead asked, “Fourth Senior Sister, what is Second Senior Sister’s cultivation realm?”

Considering Mao Nanbei should be at the fifth level, and that Second Senior Sister’s Sword Qi was able to instantly kill the man who had forcibly advanced to the sixth level, her strength must be beyond the sixth level!

Mao Nanbei glanced at him and said, “Second Senior Sister should be at the eighth level, around the same realm as Shen Yan, but Shen Yan definitely can’t beat Second Senior Sister. Even two Shen Yan’s might not be able to beat her.”

Shen Ludan, the Sect Master of the reputable Demon Sect and an eighth-level practitioner, has now become a unit of measurement.

“The eighth level…” Lu Xun said in his heart.

He continued to ask, “Then the sword that was in the bamboo leaf earlier, how much of its strength was comparable to when she stabs with her own hands during normal times?”

Holding her cheeks in her small hands, Mao Nanbei said, “About seventy to eighty percent.”

“Hiss——” Lu Xun took a sharp breath and internally exclaimed: “Second Senior Sister is so terrifying!”

After discussing these things, Lu Xun looked at Mao Nanbei and said: “Fourth Senior Sister, don’t you have anything you want to ask me?”

Considering Mao Nanbei had followed him and they had encountered a mysterious man, she should have some doubts, right?

On the way back, he was actually thinking about what to say, making up excuses, and had already prepared a rough draft in his heart.

Mao Nanbei was always easy to fool. Relying on his eloquent speech and persuasive ability, tricking her seemed like no issue.

Unexpectedly, Mao Nanbei shook her head and said, “I was going to ask you, but then I thought better of it. The master once said that everyone has their secrets, and some secrets cannot be shared even with the closest people.”

As she spoke, Mao Nanbei looked up at Lu Xun, her cat ears tilting back slightly, saying:

“Little Junior Brother, I want to say one thing.”

“Please, Fourth Senior Sister,” Lu Xun said.

“In the future, if you ever do something dangerous, be careful and it would be better if you take me with you. Don’t look down upon me because I didn’t perform well today. I am seriously good in combat!”

Having said this, dictating her grievances, Mao Nanbei’s cat ears drooped down slightly, matching her look of slight discontent.