Rise of the Sword Son-in-Law-Chapter 803 - 802: Snatching Divine Skills

Time flew by, and before long, three hours had passed.

Xu Ping’an had already redressed and was now glancing at Sikong Qingyu, who was once again refining the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, with a gloomy countenance.

He had been slept with.

He had not gone through with it before due to the need to remove poison, yet now the tables had turned, and it was Sikong Qingyu who had forcefully taken him.

What was all this about?

If Qin Yuan knew that, the day before his grand wedding, Xu Ping’an had slept with his fiancée, Qin Yuan would probably fight him to the death.

Xu Ping’an instantly felt a headache coming on.

However, to his surprise, this session of dual cultivation had actually led to a breakthrough in his cultivation, elevating him to the Tenth Rank of the Ninth Layer.

He had ascended by three layers at once.

During the dual cultivation, in order to detoxify Sikong Qingyu, he had absorbed a great deal of her Immortal Elemental Essence.

There was no denying it, Sikong Qingyu’s Immortal Elemental Essence was indeed rich and had significantly enhanced his power.

But Sikong Qingyu gained something too, not only was her poison cured, but the Divine Thunder within her also took on a hint of chaos energy, making it even more potent.

Although it was forceful, he didn’t really lose out in the end.

The memory of the wild scene just now left Xu Ping’an with mixed feelings.

What was all this about?

He only wanted Sikong Qingyu’s Divine Thunder, not the whole of her.

Even though the girl was quite fetching, no less stunning than those listed on the beauties ranks, he and Sikong Qingyu had only just met.

"Don’t worry, I won’t cling to you. Let us consider today’s affair as if it never happened. I hope you can keep your mouth shut about this, or else I will surely kill you," Sikong Qingyu said coldly.

Xu Ping’an felt helpless.

Sikong Qingyu was not like this just before; she had been wild, mostly taking the initiative.

How come her demeanor had completely changed now?

Come to think of it, this was only the second woman Xu Ping’an had genuinely encountered since his reincarnation.

He hadn’t yet touched either Li Qingyi or Tang Xinyue.

Yet, Sikong Qingyu had no intention for him to take responsibility, which also left Xu Ping’an feeling somewhat helpless.

"You really don’t need me to take responsibility? In fact, if you’re willing, you could become my woman," Xu Ping’an suggested.

"There’s no need. Are you leaving or not?" Sikong Qingyu asked, somewhat angrily.

"I’m leaving," Xu Ping’an replied in resignation.

With no other option, he transformed into a beam of light and vanished from the spot.

Watching Xu Ping’an’s retreating figure, Sikong Qingyu also bore a complicated expression.

She had given her first time to a man she had just met.

She knew nothing about him; was this really fated?

With this thought, Sikong Qingyu’s heart was also filled with mixed emotions.

Now Xu Ping’an had reverted back to the guise of Li An, the night having been quite a thrilling experience.

He had to admit, Sikong Qingyu’s beauty was truly of a superior grade.

Being with a woman like her was something many wouldn’t even dare to dream of.

"Junior brother, where did you go? I didn’t see you when I got up this morning," Song Yan asked as she looked toward Xu Ping’an.

"Oh, I couldn’t sleep, so I went out for a walk," Xu Ping’an explained.

"Haven’t I told you time and again to be cautious with your words and actions? Why don’t you listen? You didn’t get into trouble, did you?" Song Yan quickly asked.

Sleeping with Qin Yuan’s woman, does that count as trouble?

Xu Ping’an added silently in his mind.

Of course, he couldn’t possibly say this aloud, especially since he had already promised Sikong Qingyu to keep this matter to himself.

Having made a promise, he naturally wouldn’t break it.

"Of course not, I just strolled around, didn’t run into anyone," Xu Ping’an said with a smile.

"I’m just relieved you didn’t cause any trouble, but you should still be careful around here. This is the Myriad Demons Sect," Song Yan said.

Xu Ping’an nodded.

Suddenly, he felt that impersonating Li An was a mistake.

If it somehow implicated the master-disciple pair, he feared he wouldn’t be able to rest easy.

"Forget it, just be careful when it’s time to act and avoid involving them if possible," Xu Ping’an murmured to himself.

"By the way, where’s the master?" Xu Ping’an asked curiously.

"The master has gone to visit that elder. After all, it was that elder who sent us the invitation. The master wants to thank them, and he’s also hoping to ask if the elder might be interested in purchasing one of our Sect’s ancient Divine Skills," Song Yan explained.

Xu Ping’an nodded.

It seems the Lieyang Sect has fallen on hard times, even willing to sell off their Sect’s ancient Divine Skills.

But soon enough, he saw Han Lie returning with a look of disappointment.

"Master, what did the elder say?" Song Yan hurried up to ask.

"Ah!" Han Lie sighed.

"Master, didn’t the elder agree?" Song Yan asked, feeling dejected.

Xu Ping’an also turned to look at Han Lie.

In Li An’s memory, this ancient Divine Skill was very powerful, a treasured possession of the Sect for generations.

Xu Ping’an had discovered this when he accessed Li An’s memories.

Why on earth would the Myriad Demons Sect not want it?

"It’s not like that. I didn’t even get to see the senior’s face. The disciples guarding the door refused to let me enter, saying the elder was in closed-door cultivation and couldn’t receive visitors," Han Lie explained with a sigh.

Song Yan also expressed his regrets.

Xu Ping’an was somewhat perplexed.

Wasn’t this elder the same one who just sent the Lieyang Sect an invitation? How could he suddenly be in closed-door cultivation?

Indeed, it didn’t take long before Xu Ping’an’s suspicions were confirmed.

A group of disciples approached, with a few among them at the Tenth Rank of cultivation, all disciples from the Myriad Demons Sect.

"Old man, hand over your Divine Skill," the leader of the young men said with a light chuckle, his eyes full of disdain as he looked at Han Lie and the others.

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Just as suspected!

Xu Ping’an sneered to himself.

So, it wasn’t that the elder was in closed-door cultivation at all; someone had already set their sights on the Lieyang Sect’s Divine Skill, wanting to secretly snatch it away.

"What Divine Skill? You must be mistaken," Han Lie also realized the problem and quickly said with a laugh.

"Hmph, you still deny it? You’ve just told me, with your own mouth, that you have a Divine Skill you’d like to sell to Elder Han. Old man, you better be honest and hand over the Divine Skill. Otherwise, we will not only make sure you disappear, but we’ll make your entire Lieyang Sect disappear," another disciple sneered menacingly.

Hearing this, Han Lie’s face turned white with shock.

This young man was the very disciple who had been guarding the door earlier; Han Lie never expected to be deceived by him.

"Our Ancestor was a benefactor to that elder; how can you treat us like this?" Song Yan said angrily.

"Ha, I suppose you’re talking about Elder Mu? I’m not afraid to tell you the truth; we plan to offer this Divine Skill to Brother Qin Yuan as a gift. Elder Mu is just an Inner Sect Elder. Do you think he would dare to defy Brother Qin Yuan?" the gatekeeper disciple laughed heartily.

The other disciples echoed with sneering laughter.

As for the leader, the corners of his mouth also revealed a cold smirk, "If you surrender it today, you can still save your lives. But if you refuse, prepare for the annihilation of your Sect."

Upon hearing this, Han Lie’s expression turned gravely solemn.

Song Yan was also livid with rage, yet dared not speak.

This Divine Skill was the only thing of value the Lieyang Sect had left.

Without it, they would likely be unable to trade for resources and their Sect risked dissolving.

They had come here clinging to the last shred of hope.

If they handed over the Divine Skill, that final glimmer of hope would be extinguished.

"I..." Han Lie struggled to speak.

"We will not hand it over!"

Before he could finish, however, his words were interrupted by another voice.

Han Lie and Song Yan both turned urgently toward Xu Ping’an.