Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 1257 - 1253: Broken Sword

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists in salute.

Lu Gengshen sighed, "Nephew Chu, it’s so shameful, we have to ask you to come over and help."

"Master Lu, it’s just a little expertise I have. I’m happy to be of assistance."

"It’s all because of us bunch being useless." Lu Gengshen shook his head.

"Alright, Old Lu!" Meng Xusheng chuckled, "Zhiyuan is not an outsider, no need to be so courteous!"

He said seriously, "Zhiyuan, can you catch him? He has already vanished without a trace, and that severed arm exploded, leaving no clues."

He pointed to the stone wall, "This mechanism does not fear the Treasure Sword, we can’t open it, we’re out of ideas."

"Uncle, I will catch up with him," Chu Zhiyuan looked at Li Xinhe, "Is Junior Master Li alright?"

Lu Gengshen laughed, "With Junior Sister Qi taking action, there will definitely be no problem. Old Li’s good looks won’t be ruined."

He then shook his head, "Old Li was really too careless this time!"

Meng Xusheng laughed heartily, "Who could have thought that this Ji Qingyun would be so vicious? No matter how strong his martial arts, he can’t regenerate a limb, yet it was destroyed!"

The body of a Venerable surpasses ordinary people. After the loss of a limb, it can reconnect within three to five days and recover to normal.

But a Venerable does not have the ability to regenerate a limb; once the arm is destroyed, one permanently becomes an amputee and cannot recover.

By blowing up the arm, it means completely abandoning the opportunity to return to normal.

Not everyone can make such a harsh decision in a short time.

This Ji Qingyun, indeed worthy of being the Sect Master of Wanxiang Sect, is truly ruthless.

"Whew—!"

Li Xinhe exhaled a long breath of impure air, opened his eyes, and turned his head to clasp his fists at Qi Qingmei, who was retracting her jade palm slowly, "Junior Sister Qi, thank you!"

Qi Qingmei smiled faintly.

Lu Gengshen said, "Old Li, quickly wash your face, looking quite frightening."

Li Xinhe hurriedly wiped his face, found his hand stained with brown powder, and quickly dashed to the nearby pool.

Seeing his own visage, he was startled and hurriedly scrubbed hard.

Qi Qingmei looked at Chu Zhiyuan, "Younger Brother, that’s not the thing you mentioned, is it?"

Lu Gengshen said, "Probably not, otherwise, we wouldn’t be so lightly injured."

"With this power, it should not be." Zhou Chongming said, "Then where did it go?"

"If we can’t find it, it’s no big deal," Meng Xusheng said, "Kill that Ji, then no one knows how to use it, and it poses no threat."

"Makes sense." Lu Gengshen agreed, looking towards Chu Zhiyuan, "Nephew Chu, can we help?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "Let Senior Sister Lu accompany me."

Lu Xiaolu said, "Then let’s hurry, kill him quickly to avoid future troubles!"

"Several Masters..." Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists.

"Quickly go, quickly go." Lu Gengshen hurriedly said, "You’re quite calm, I’m dying of anxiety!"

He was anxious, seeing Chu Zhiyuan unhurriedly, yet finding it hard to urge him.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and clasped his fists.

Lu Xiaolu placed her small hand on his shoulder, and the two swiftly disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Li Xinhe stood upright, gently shook, and steam surged, wiping away the water beads on his face, restoring a dry freshness.

His face looked like Crown Jade, and the densely packed small pits from before vanished.

He checked himself in the pool, then touched his face, exhaling a long sigh of relief.

"Haha..." Lu Gengshen laughed, "Old Li, you were afraid of ruining that fair face, right?... It was quite frightening just now!"

Li Xinhe ignored him, solemnly clasping his fists at Qi Qingmei.

Qi Qingmei waved her jade hand, looked around, "Resolve the situation here as quickly as possible, then continue searching, interrogate some, see if that thing can be found."

"Yes, we must find it!" Lu Gengshen said, "We can’t just stand doing nothing."

Li Xinhe retracted his hand, bearing the embarrassment, "That round bead earlier should be it... We killed too many Wanxiang Sect disciples at once, unable to gather more power, causing reduced effectiveness."

"Old Li has a point." Lu Gengshen said, "Find a few guys to inquire, Junior Sister Qi, sorry for the trouble."

Qi Qingmei furrowed her eyebrows, gently nodded.

"I will!"

Lu Gengshen, swift as a dragon, flitted his figure, in a blink, brought two people before Qi Qingmei.

These two were middle-aged, pale-faced, unconscious.

Being experts of Wanxiang Sect, they were personally attacked and knocked down, now only breathing faintly, at risk of dying.

Lu Gengshen placed them like pillars on the ground, flitted around them, continuously patting their chests and backs with both palms.

Each received eighteen strikes.

After eighteen strikes were completed, Lu Gengshen returned to his position, clapped his hands, puffed out his chest, and smiled proudly.

The faces of the two middle-aged, pale with a golden hue, became rosy, as if uninjured.

Meng Xusheng chuckled, "Old Lu, your Ganlin Technique is indeed impressive."

Lu Gengshen smiled proudly, "Thank you, thank you."

Li Xinhe snorted, "Alright, stop disturbing Junior Sister Qi’s secret technique."

Qi Qingmei formed seals with her hands, as if white jade peonies blossomed at her chest.

The Bright Moon Divine Sword emitted gentle white light, soft as moonlight, floated to her slender fingers.

The slender fingers moved, like white peonies slowly closing then blossoming again.

Soft light floated into the void, forming two peonies, gently descended towards the brows of the two middle-aged men.

After the two shimmering peonies penetrated the brows, they slowly opened their eyes.

Their eyes immediately shot cold light, wanting to take action, realizing they could not move.

Qi Qingmei lightly sighed, calmly said, "Your Wanxiang Sect has a Treasure, its power phenomenal, requiring the collective effort of the entire Wanxiang Sect to activate, is it a Treasure Bead?"

Their eyes suddenly flashed with cold light, emitting a laugh of disdain.

Qi Qingmei gently shook her head.

Lu Gengshen looked utterly disappointed, "Not it? It’s not it?... Then what is it?"

He glared at the two, snorted, "You can forget about that Treasure now, where is it really?"

Qi Qingmei asked, "Is it on Ji Qingyun?"

The two closed their eyes, emitting a disdainful laugh.

"Not on Ji Qingyun." Qi Qingmei gently shook her head.

"Then that’s troublesome." Meng Xusheng frowned, "In this valley?"

Qi Qingmei concentrated for a moment, lightly nodded, "It’s in the valley."

Meng Xusheng said, "Which part of the valley, east, west, south, north?"

Qi Qingmei focused on the two middle-aged with closed eyes, softly said, "In the south."

"South then..." Meng Xusheng turned to look at the southern part of the valley.

Apart from a water basin, there’s also a statue.

"Could it be that divine statue?" Meng Xusheng said.

Qi Qingmei concentrated for a moment and then gently shook her head.

Zhou Chongming said, "Is it in the water basin?"

Qi Qingmei stared at the two middle-aged men, finally nodding lightly.

"Actually in the water basin?" Everyone simultaneously turned their heads to look at the water basin.

A small water basin with a diameter of about ten meters, like a bright mirror, reflecting the shadows of the rock walls.

Lu Gengshen looked at Li Xinhe, "Old Li, did you see it just now?"

As he spoke, he leapt towards the edge of the water basin.

Li Xinhe followed over.

The two leaned over the edge of the basin to look down.

The water was clear, and the fish at the bottom moved as if swimming through the void.

Several clusters of dark green water grass gently swayed like willow branches in the wind, dancing gracefully.

Their eyes scanned the bottom of the basin like electricity, but found nothing.

There were only various pebbles and some sand at the bottom, nothing else besides that.

"I’ll go down and have a look." Lu Gengshen leaped, diving headfirst like a fish into the basin’s depths.

The fish fled in surprise, sand and stones churned, and the clear water was suddenly stirred up.

"Foolish!" Li Xinhe cursed, "Old Lu, wait!"

But Lu Gengshen underwater couldn’t hear this, walking around the bottom of the basin, not missing any spot.

The circular basin with a diameter of ten meters, was searched quickly.

Lu Gengshen didn’t need to breathe and kept walking the basin’s bottom.

Zhou Chongming and Meng Xusheng didn’t approach, continuing before the two middle-aged men.

Zhou Chongming kept observing the two middle-aged men.

Meng Xusheng then asked, "Does it look like a stone?"

Qi Qingmei gently shook her head.

Meng Xusheng asked, "Is it palm-sized?"

Qi Qingmei shook her head.

"Smaller?"

Qi Qingmei shook her head.

"Bigger?"

Qi Qingmei nodded.

"A sword?"

Qi Qingmei nodded lightly.

"A sword!" Meng Xusheng suddenly rejoiced.

Li Xinhe, standing by the basin, heard this and shouted, "Old Lu, it’s a sword!"

Lu Gengshen leapt out of the water, gently landed, holding a broken sword, rusted and mottled.

Only a third of the sword, beneath the rust is a green hue, clearly an ancient sword.

"Is this it?"

His clothes lightly shook, steam rising, already dry, then he carefully swung it, motion gentle.

Not afraid of breaking it, but afraid of its power being too astounding, hurting himself.

Qi Qingmei looked at the two middle-aged men, her bright eyes glowing, and after a moment, nodded gently, "It’s it."

Zhou Chongming and the other four kept staring at her beautiful face, seeing her nod, they immediately smiled.

"Finally found it!"

"Didn’t work for nothing after all!"

"If we couldn’t find this, we’d truly have worked for nothing and be ashamed to face people."

Li Xinhe said, "But how should we handle this thing?"

"Give it to Zhiyuan." Lu Gengshen said, "Let him handle it."

"Yes, give it to him... Wonder if he caught up with Ji Qingyun."

A figure flashed, Chu Zhiyuan appeared.

He pressed one hand on Lu Xiaolu’s delicate shoulder, the other on Ji Qingyun’s shoulder.

Ji Qingyun had already closed his eyes, and as he released him, he fell straight down.

"Bang!"

He struck the ground heavily.

Lu Xiaolu laughed, "One move resolved it!"

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the broken sword in Lu Gengshen’s hand, then at Zhou Chongming.

Zhou Chongming lightly nodded.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "Is it this?"

"Junior Sister Qi acted, there’s definitely no mistake." Lu Gengshen handed it over, "Just don’t know exactly why it’s so sinister."

Chu Zhiyuan reached out to take it, immediately furrowed his brow.

The Miao Jing Spirit Water in his mind suddenly shook violently.

Chu Zhiyuan immediately understood, this broken sword exudes evil energy, capable of shaking the soul.

He gently shook it, the rust on the sword quickly disintegrated, green copper rust also collapsed.

In the blink of an eye, it became bright as new, intricate patterns faintly visible, as if growing from within the sword, rather than carved in.

Chu Zhiyuan furrowed his brow, swept a glance, handed it to Zhou Chongming, "Master Uncle, is this an ancient sword?"

Zhou Chongming didn’t take it, glanced at it, then looked at Qi Qingmei.

Qi Qingmei extended her jade hand to take it, then handed it back to Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "Isn’t this sword sinister?"

"The evil energy is too heavy." Qi Qingmei shook her head, "It should be an ancient sword."

Li Xinhe said, "Let me try."

Chu Zhiyuan handed the sword over.

After Li Xinhe received it, he carefully weighed it, felt it meticulously, shook his head, and handed it to Lu Gengshen.

Lu Gengshen took it, swung it, also somewhat perplexed, "Is there anything strange?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "Master Lu and Master Li might be full of righteous energy, suppressing it."

Actually, their sensitivity wasn’t sharp enough.