Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 583 - 332: Who let me have a good disciple_3

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As the door closed, Li Guanqi heard Old Tang say, "What a good disciple, why can't he be mine?"

The Jade Book Tower was still shrouded in a water curtain. Looking at the sun outside the water curtain, Li Guanqi found it a bit glaring.

After greeting Zhu Luo outside the Jade Book Tower, Li Guanqi followed Old Tang's suggestion and started wandering aimlessly inside the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, occasionally greeting the passing bystanders.

And that indescribable feeling became stronger, as if it was just a chance away from…

What exactly was it?

He stopped under a tree, gazing at this ancient tree transplanted from Spirit Deer Valley. Due to its special species, it counter-seasonally grew, putting him into deep thought.

Dang~

Something fell on Old Li's head; it wasn't an apple nor a pear, but a Spirit Stone thrown by his mischievous friend Wang Buyu.

"Yo, you're finally out. Where's that kid Zhang Ze?" asked the chubby old man who's lived in the Library Pavilion for years, loved reading and playing with thunder.

"Still inside. What's up?"

"Not much." Wang Buyu grinned wickedly, swaggering over with a general's belly, while making a gesture, "A hundred thirty years."

Wang Buyu was mocking Old Li about the fact that he lost a hundred thirty years' worth of salary because of Zhang Ze.

Looking at Wang Buyu, Li Guanqi remembered the Taoist's advice and suddenly understood the concept of acting on one's inclinations.

To act on one's inclinations means doing whatever one wants, and right now, he wanted nothing more than to beat up this old fat Wang Buyu.

Without thinking, he decided to hit him first.

"Want to spar?" Li Guanqi raised an iron rod in his hand, nodding at Wang Buyu.

Old Wang pinched his chubby chin, sizing up Li Guanqi. However, due to his poor eyesight, he didn't notice anything unusual.

He nodded and, rather unsportingly, struck first, pulling Li Guanqi into his Thunder Realm.

The bloodthirsty spectators also appeared as if refreshed from different corners, looking up at the Thunder Realm in the sky.

In the sky.

Seeing Li Guanqi being pulled into the Thunder Realm, Wang Buyu smiled slightly, "So, do you want to spar or not? In my Thunder Realm, your disciple's Faraday Dragon, or whatever dragon technique, won't work."

Because the Six Sects had decided to exchange and share with each other, Wang Buyu had improved a lot and came up with many new tricks for his Thunderlight Sword Array, with the Thunder Realm being one of them.

He planned to upgrade, turning his Thunderlight Sword into a Thunderfire Sword in the future.

Li Guanqi's request to spar was like being offered a pillow when feeling sleepy, satisfying his itch perfectly.

However, amidst the surrounding lightning, Li Guanqi's heart was extremely calm because he suddenly realized that compared to the feeling of inevitable physical decline, this was nothing.

"I see."

He closed his eyes, no longer looking at the prominent thunderlight around him.

Both he and Wang Buyu had actually been on the threshold of the Void Refinement Realm for many years. Due to having plenty of time and still being relatively young, neither had plans to break through to the Void Refinement Realm. They planned to stabilize and settle for another century or two.

But after 'dying' once in the Illusion Realm, he suddenly realized that many things didn't need to be so complicated.

Moving forward, regardless of what happens, is much better than being stuck like Wang Buyu, tinkering with his lousy thunder.

Hesitating too long only leads to getting stuck.

Even if he fails, he can just have another hotpot meal.

In an instant, Li Guanqi's mind was clear, and he took a step forward.

Yet, this breakthrough wasn't as difficult as Li Guanqi expected.

There were no celestial phenomena, no flesh and blood tearing apart, or souls splitting. Everything was natural, like a matter of course.

As if he had been prepared all along, only hindered by that heart barrier.

When the heart barrier broke, the path was naturally smooth.

"Just scaring myself." Li Guanqi murmured softly to himself.

However, to be fearless in life and death may sound easy, but is as challenging as reaching the heavens.

Qi was inwardly restrained, and outwardly, Li Guanqi did not change at all.

Wang Buyu's thunderlight passed right through Old Li's body but had no effect, as if he wasn't there at all.

"Huh?" Wang Buyu looked at his old friend in disbelief, "You..."

"Fatty, there's a saying: true victory lies beyond the chessboard. So… hand it over."

Li Guanqi's voice echoed from all directions around Wang Buyu.

The thunderlight began to condense into chess pieces, and Wang Buyu's Thunder Realm turned into Li Guanqi's chessboard in an instant.

Taken over.

"Damn! You cunning man, when did you break through!" Wang Buyu was both shocked and confused.

"Just now." Li Guanqi answered nonchalantly, with the air of an otherworldly master.

Wang Buyu, "?"

He felt Li Guanqi was pretending and had enough evidence to prove so.

Wang Buyu, "Why?"

Li Guanqi, "Ha, because I have a good disciple. Enough with useless talk, Fatty, watch out for the sword!"

Wang Buyu, "Get lost, you, Refining Void bullying Divinity Transformation, are you human?"

Li Guanqi, "Junior Brother, what do you mean by this? I just broke through, and my Tao Heart is still unstable. You, with your long experience and deep foundation, that's your first win!

"I'm unfamiliar with Thunder Techniques, while you are unrivaled in them, that's your second win!

"You have two wins, I have zero, that's your third win.

"Three wins to zero, that's your fourth win."

"You win continuously, what is there to fear of me?"

Wang Buyu, "?"

Wang Buyu felt this didn't sound like human language.

"Fatty, if you want to leave, it won't be difficult. Just give me your one hundred thirty years of salary and I'll let you out." Li Guanqi chuckled.

Wang Buyu was truly speechless.

He thought to himself, how did this old chap get corrupted in just a few days, turning just like Zhang Ze?

A master like his disciple, what kind of situation is this?

But Wang Buyu wasn't one to be easily bullied; although he didn't have the courage for a sudden breakthrough, he did have the bravado to not fear shame.

Wang Buyu snorted coldly, qi sinking to his Dantian, discreetly pointed to the east while Li wasn't paying attention, and yelled loudly, condensing his voice.

"Master, save me!"

In times like this, one has to complain to the master.

On the peak of the Seventh Sword Pavilion.

Li Guanqi and Wang Buyu's master, Pavilion Master Zhengyi, heard the voice of Wang Buyu.

"Master, save me, Senior Brother is bullying me!"

But after a long time, nothing happened.

Because the master read it and didn't reply, simply continued drinking tea and watching the drama.

...

In Thousand Mechanism Town, at Fried Shide.

The Cat Lady Emperor wriggled beside a table like a large maggot, occasionally looking back towards the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, wanting to check out the lively Thunder Realm with screams coming from that direction.

A bamboo stick in Fourth Lady's hand slapped on the table beside the Emperor.

"Finish your homework before going out to play! Correct all your mistakes."

"I wasn't wrong, it was the teacher who made a mistake!" The Emperor continued wriggling.

Fourth Lady got angry upon hearing this.

"Look at what you wrote! What do you mean a big elephant smashed the Three Brother Mountain and buried you, and when you crawled out, a meteor from the sky smashed all your enemies to death?

"That's Three Divine Mountains! Where did Three Brother Mountain come from?"

"You really think you're an Emperor, huh, buried and all…"

Fourth Lady pointed at the Emperor's head, getting more infuriated, "I told you to read books, you won't, and just use brute force. Writing nonsense for the first day of kindergarten homework, seems like you're aiming for the sky! Rewrite it!"

"But that's how it actually happened…" The Cat Lady Emperor covered her head, said pitifully.