Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 1256 - 1252: Breaking Free

A round bright moon appeared.

In the next moment, the bright moon emitted a dazzling light, transforming into a sword light that slashed toward Ji Qingyun’s left arm.

"Ding..."

Amidst the clear ringing, the sword light suddenly dimmed, and the Bright Moon Divine Sword manifested.

The golden light of the round bead surged outward, forming a Golden Light Shield that enveloped Ji Qingyun.

The Bright Moon Divine Sword struck the Golden Light Shield.

Qi Qingmei furrowed her delicate eyebrows. The Bright Moon Divine Sword lit up once more, its Sword Aura slowly expanding, attempting to penetrate the Golden Light Shield.

It was firmly blocked by the shield, unable to get through.

Qi Qingmei’s eyes burned bright as she coldly stared at Ji Qingyun.

Ji Qingyun’s mouth was bloodied, his eyes bloodshot, and he wore a sinister expression: "Qi Qingmei, join me in going down!"

"Heh, having a beauty like you accompany me on the way, won’t be lonely!"

The golden glow from the bead in his hand became brighter, and the Golden Light Shield grew thicker.

Qi Qingmei stared at Ji Qingyun, expressionless.

Ji Qingyun glared back at her, his eyes smoldering: "Qi Qingmei, perhaps we might even become an underground couple, haha!"

Qi Qingmei coldly uttered four words: "Everyone, retreat!"

She retreated swiftly, pulling Lu Xiaolu and two Guanghan Palace experts along the way.

Her voice, though light, exploded like thunder beside the ears of the experts.

Qi Qingmei’s prestige was high enough, and without hesitation, they retreated.

"Boom!"

While they were mid-air, Ji Qingyun’s round bead suddenly transformed into a golden light that spread in all directions.

The experts in mid-air felt a tremendous force suddenly collide with them.

They were like dry leaves meeting a fierce wind.

Accelerating and ascending rapidly, they crashed into the stone walls of the valley.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Heavy thudding sounds were endless.

Some spat fresh blood, their faces turning pale, others felt dizzy and dazed, some slid down weakly, while some adhered to the stone wall without falling.

Zhu Lingyun sat inside the cave, shaking his head.

This is it?

Did Ji Qingyun intend to kill the main body with this?

Suddenly, he noticed Ji Qingyun transforming into a wisp of smoke, rushing towards the stone wall.

"Bang," and he vanished into the stone wall.

Lu Xiaolu stuck to the stone wall, looking down, saw the situation on the other side, and quickly said, "Senior Sister, that guy has escaped!"

"Chase!"

Qi Qingmei stepped on the stone wall, as if adhering to the vertical stone wall.

She leaped, like a white crane soaring through the sky, rushing towards the stone wall where Ji Qingyun disappeared.

"Ding!"

The sword tip of the Bright Moon Divine Sword pierced the stone wall but couldn’t go in.

Her expression slightly changed.

Lu Xiaolu gracefully landed beside her, examining the stone wall, and drew her sword to thrust.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..."

Amidst the clear ringing, her sword tip continuously pierced the stone wall but couldn’t leave even a single white mark.

She furrowed her brows, sheathed her sword, and gently caressed the stone wall.

Qi Qingmei’s jade-like face was grim.

"Senior Sister, the material here is strange, even my Treasure Sword can’t pierce it, ...he truly escaped!"

"If he escapes, future trouble will be endless!"

"What can we do now?" Lu Xiaolu furrowed her brows, thought for a moment: "It’d be great if Junior Brother were here."

Qi Qingmei glared at her.

Lu Xiaolu pouted: "Alright, I won’t mention him. What do we do now?"

Zhou Chongming, Meng Xusheng, Lu Gengshen, and Li Xinhe all approached.

Blood was on their lips, their expressions solemn.

Qi Qingmei shook her head lightly: "Still, he escaped?"

Meng Xusheng sighed: "With Ji Qingyun’s escape, the Wanxiang Sect won’t be extinguished."

Failing to eliminate Ji Qingyun couldn’t be considered complete success.

As the Sect Master, Ji Qingyun holds the core secrets of the Wanxiang Sect, bearing its legacy.

If he remains alive, the Wanxiang Sect’s legacy persists; they would have labored in vain.

Guiyang Sword Sect’s Lu Gengshen shook his head: "We truly have no face to see Nephew Chu."

"...Alright, talking about this now is futile. Finding a way to track him down is crucial," Li Xinhe glanced at Qi Qingmei’s grim jade face, then huffed at Lu Gengshen.

Lu Gengshen asked: "How do we chase?"

Li Xinhe bent down to pick up the severed arm from the ground, smiled: "With this, how could we fail to find him?"

Lu Gengshen smiled: "Haha, that guy looks truly pathetic; with this, he can’t escape."

"Bang!"

Li Xinhe’s hand suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of red mist that scattered instantly.

A white light enveloped Li Xinhe, forming a White Light Shield surrounding him.

Yet the red mist wasn’t obstructed and penetrated Li Xinhe’s body.

Li Xinhe flashed and escaped the red mist, appearing three meters away.

But his face and the skin on his limbs were already riddled with tiny holes.

He gritted his teeth, his body trembling slightly, his body glowing.

"Not good!"

Lu Gengshen hurriedly took a step forward, pressing his palm to his back, transferring True Yuan to assist him.

Lu Xiaolu clicked her tongue, withdrew her gaze, looking at Qi Qingmei.

Qi Qingmei’s jade-like face was grim as she looked at the bloody Li Xinhe.

The originally handsome and charming Li Xinhe now appeared terribly frightening.

His body, covered in pitted holes, began to ooze blood, dyeing him red.

Lu Gengshen said: "Junior Sister Qi, help!"

Qi Qingmei sighed, waved her hand.

Lu Gengshen withdrew his hand and stepped back.

Qi Qingmei approached Li Xinhe from behind, slowly placing her palms on his back.

Her palms were like Mutton Fat Jade, luminous white with a gentle gloss.

Her jade palms touched Li Xinhe, injecting True Yuan, and threads of red mist erupted from Li Xinhe’s body, akin to the red mist that had previously adhered to him.

Threads of red mist drifted from his body, exuding a peculiar stench.

Lu Xiaolu waved her petite hand in front of her nose, turned her head to Zhou Chongming: "Junior Brother isn’t coming over?"

Zhou Chongming smiled wryly: "He’s preoccupied."

"What could be more important than eliminating the Wanxiang Sect?"

"Reportedly dealing with the matter of the Undying Evil Venerable."

"Hmm, the Court won’t give him secret techniques anyway; why bother assisting them, let the Court deal with it; ridiculous!"

"Nephew Chu is too benevolent, unable to bear seeing innocent people die in vain."

"The Court is merely exploiting his soft heart, goody-goody!"

"Alas..."

Lu Gengshen said: "Junior Sister Lu, we can handle it, not everything needs Nephew Chu’s involvement."

"Then how do we handle it now?" Lu Xiaolu said: "Can we track Ji Qingyun? ...I doubt it; if we can’t do it, then Junior Brother will have to step in; ...since he’ll have to act eventually, might as well have him here from the start."

Lu Gengshen smiled wryly and shook his head: "Who could anticipate that guy’s cunningness..."

Lu Xiaolu said: "I’ll go find Junior Brother."

She turned to Zhou Chongming and Meng Xusheng, then looked at Lu Gengshen.

"...Fine." Lu Gengshen sighed: "Truly humiliating!"

Lu Xiaolu gracefully vanished into the distance like a wisp of smoke.

...

Chu Zhiyuan saw this, shook his head.

Zhu Lingyun won’t make a move unless forced.

Yet no one expected Ji Qingyun could escape under such circumstances.

Is this round bead the Treasure?

Could it be as terrifying as they said, being unable to harm Ji Qingyun?

Super Sense had already illuminated the entire valley, finding no peculiar Treasure, nor did it see one within or outside Ji Qingyun’s body.

Except for this round bead.

Thus, is the round bead the Treasure?

Lu Xiaolu’s Qinggong has become even more refined, faster.

Indeed, Lu Xiaolu arrived at his courtyard after an hour.

Chu Zhiyuan, after listening to her, placed a hand on her shoulder, and they both vanished in a flash.

In the next moment, they appeared in that valley.

Zhu Lingyun stared at the valley; he could move directly over.

The valley was now somber and still.

Above Qi Qingmei and Li Xinhe’s heads, white vapor was rising.

Lu Xiaolu, Lu Gengshen, Zhou Chongming, and Meng Xusheng guarded beside them, worried someone might disturb them.

The sudden appearance of Chu Zhiyuan made them tense abruptly, but upon seeing it was Chu Zhiyuan, they relaxed instantly, exhaling a long breath.