Primordial Divine Emperor-Chapter 122 - 97: Two Months Later, Utter Arrogance (Part 2)
Looking at her brother who didn’t seem like any extraordinary creature, Luo Qingxian said helplessly, "Alright, you might become a Saint Heir in the future, can’t you be more serious?"
Luo Qingxian intended to persuade her brother, but faced with his sister’s words, the master of the First Holy Peak was completely disdainful: "I don’t want to be any Saint Heir, I only want to protect you. If anyone dares to bully my sister, I’ll make them into a sieve."
As Luo Qingchen spoke, he even gestured.
Luo Qingxian smiled bitterly at this scene but felt ineffably warmed, sighing with eyes full of helplessness, "Alright, alright, protect your sister, but you must become strong first. If you don’t cultivate, your sister will soon surpass you."
"Really?" Luo Qingchen asked seriously, "Sister, what realm have you reached?"
Hearing this, Luo Qingxian glanced sideways at Luo Qingchen and then slightly lifted her jade-like hand, where a terrifying force instantly condensed in her palm.
Seeing this power, Luo Qingchen slightly raised his eyebrows in surprise, exclaiming, "So quickly?"
Upon realizing his sister’s realm had risen again, Luo Qingchen turned immediately towards the First Holy Peak: "Wait for me, I’m going to seclude myself for a month."
After speaking, Luo Qingchen flicked his sleeves lightly and prepared to soar into the sky.
But just at the moment when he was about to leap into the air, he paused his steps, turned around, and looked at Luo Qingxian with a serious gaze, "Sister, I know you want to prove something. However, there are things that shouldn’t be touched, so if you’ve really decided, then I... "
Before Luo Qingchen could finish, Luo Qingxian’s beautiful face fell and interrupted, "I told you, you’re not allowed to interfere in this matter, or I won’t recognize you as my brother."
Seeing that Luo Qingxian was serious now, Luo Qingchen immediately backed down.
"Alright, alright, I won’t interfere. Sister, don’t get angry."
After saying this, Luo Qingchen quickly added, "But sister, though I can avoid meddling in your matters, you must not stop me from this. I also want to interact with Ye Xiaofan. I guarantee it’s not because of your matter—it’s because he can understand the Ultimate Sword Intent, and I want to ’play’ with him."
"That’s also not... "
"That’s settled."
Without giving Luo Qingxian a chance to refuse, Luo Qingchen had already transformed into a streak of light, heading towards the summit of the First Holy Peak.
Luo Qingxian watched this unfold, feeling somewhat deflated even as his sister, yet upon hearing Luo Qingchen mention the Ultimate Sword Intent, she couldn’t help but look towards the First Grotto Heaven Blessed Land with unusual glows flickering in her beautiful eyes.
That person, just how many secrets and surprises are left for everyone to discover?
At this moment, Luo Qingxian seemed to have made some kind of decision, feeling that the bold idea in her heart was time to be implemented.
Meanwhile.
Before the First Grotto Heaven Blessed Land.
After being forced back half a step by the Sword Intent, Qin Yi stood there struck, as if he had never been so impacted before, staring in disbelief as if unable to come back to his senses.
Around the First Grotto Heaven Blessed Land, the noise had long erupted, with all kinds of voices questioning Ye Xiaofan of ’cheating’, the countless accomplished sword cultivators looked on in shock.
Especially those worldly geniuses situated at the Three Hundred and Sixty Celestial Pride Mansions, One Hundred and Eight Grotto Heaven Blessed Lands, the Seventy-Two Small Peaks and the Thirty-Six Holy Peaks, each of them started truly paying attention.
Upon the Seventy-second Small Peak, two figures stood side by side, quietly watching the figure standing before the First Grotto Heaven Blessed Land.
"Ultimate Sword Intent, Brother Linyun, the Sword Dao Talent of this person is indeed terrifying. It seems his intention to challenge the Seventy-two Small Peaks is no lie, you must be cautious, don’t take it lightly and fall into an unexpected predicament."
Beside Nalan Linyun, another genius from the Seventy-two Small Peaks spoke with a lasting expression of shock, unable to refrain from giving a reminder.
Such Sword Dao Talent, throughout the centuries in Divine Sword Sect, there are few that can compare, and considering he has apprenticed under the Sword Saint, it’s hard to say that miracles won’t happen.
However, hearing this, Nalan Linyun, though his eyes also held surprise, appeared unconcerned, even curling his lips into a cold smile, "You can’t honestly believe that with two more months of cultivation, he’d genuinely be able to face me in battle? Ridiculous."
"Brother Linyun, never underestimate any opponent. This boy has been in the sect for a year and two months, yet exudes peculiar air at every turn—even more unsettling, this person could truly be an astonishing creature," continued the voice beside him.
But the next second.
Nalan Linyun laughed outright: "Ha, where in the world are there so many astonishing monsters? Not to mention that only two months remain until his challenge deadline, even given a year, so what? I don’t believe that among extraordinary geniuses, his cultivation duration would be shorter than anyone else’s."
"Brother Linyun... ?"
"Enough."
The extraordinary genius who wanted to say more was instantly cut off by Nalan Linyun.
The latter stared tightly at him and said, "Are you overvaluing him? Or underestimating me, Nalan Linyun?"
"This... I..."
Nalan Linyun’s words rendered the Seventy-two Peaks owner mute, unable to retort, when he wanted to say something more, yet Nalan Linyun already turned and departed, disappearing slowly atop the Seventy-first Small Peak.
He never believed anyone could possess the strength to challenge the Seventy-two Small Peaks within less than half a year of entering the sect, after all those who could ascend to this position were among the extraordinary geniuses.
Not just Nalan Linyun, countless new and old disciples in Divine Sword Sect, though deeply shocked and skeptical now, still not one would believe that person could genuinely ascend the Seventy-two Small Peaks after two months.
But this battle of Sword Intent indeed stirred endless waves deep within the hearts of countless Sword Dao fiends.
At this moment, those whose Sword Dao powers are unfathomable can no longer dismiss that person’s existence.
Of course, vocal criticisms from Qin Yi’s worshippers swelled even more intensely—a tide of dispute when not every disciple was an extraordinary genius, unable to discern the hidden fright within the battle of Sword Intent, simply assuming the young man had ’faked’ it.
However, facing the tidal wave of doubts, Ye Xiaofan and Qin Yi seemed unmoved.
Qin Yi stood quietly on the spot for a long time, it was quite a while before he managed a complicated smile, saying, "Congratulations, you made it through. Go prepare, for the moment that belongs to you. I will be here to watch you challenge the Seventy-two Small Peaks—don’t disgrace your master."
After speaking, Qin Yi waved gently, immediately an identity token floated up, slowly flying towards Ye Xiaofan.
Ye Xiaofan caught the token, bowed slightly to Qin Yi, this token was the same as that given to Nangong Jianchen and others by Dugu Nan, with this token, Ye Xiaofan could later traverse the defense arrays upon the Seventy-two Small Peaks, initiating challenges against any peak.
The presence of this token also signified Ye Xiaofan passing the Mountain Guardian’s test, securing qualification to challenge the Seventy-two Small Peaks.
Yet this scene immediately ignited voices of skepticism among Qin Yi’s followers, the doubts grew more fevered. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
Without reacting to this, Ye Xiaofan held the token, turning to walk past One Hundred and Eight Grotto Heaven Blessed Lands.
He was more than familiar with similar voices of doubt, having heard them countless times—it had long since dulled his impulse to explain. Instead of accounting to those disciples now, he’d simply rather directly challenge the Seventy-two Small Peaks for maximum impact.
Time gently slipped away.
In the blink of an eye, two months swiftly passed.
During these two months, discussions of Ye Xiaofan ’cheating’ to obtain qualifications to challenge the Seventy-two Small Peaks continued to buzz loudly, yet none stood to explain.
Ye Xiaofan didn’t, Mountain Guardian Senior didn’t, Array Peak didn’t, even the Sword Saint Dugu Nan ignored.
Because facts require no explanation—whether it’s ’cheating’—one battle alone could prove it all, and that battle takes place today.
On this day, before Ye Xiaofan could ascend the peaks, the area around the Seventy-two Small Peaks was already a sea of people, all arriving early, each wanting to see whether the disciple of the Sword Saint would challenge Nalan Linyun.
But compared to the initial gathering, the crowd observing this time was unprecedentedly large, and more significantly, the attitude of the onlookers seemed to undergo a subtle transformation.
