Chapter 158: Chapter 150: Talent! Li Qingchen Missing! Departure!
Xuan Qingzi never expected that one day he would help a cultivator who betrayed the Human Race with divination.
But in facing Su Nan, he couldn’t find a reason to refuse.
This divination wasn’t for Su Nan, but for Su Changqing.
"Ling Yao!"
Xuan Qingzi took a deep breath, whispered softly, as his fingers traced mysterious patterns in mid-air.
Boom!
In an instant, silver light surged and filled the heavens and earth.
A sky-trembling might suddenly descended, making Xuan Qingzi groan with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
To divine for someone at the peak of Quasi-Emperor, calculating their fate, with Xuan Qingzi’s current cultivation, it was still too forced.
Luckily, Su Nan was assisting by his side.
"Hmph!"
Su Nan snorted coldly, exuding a terrifying Quasi-Emperor aura that covered the skies.
With a wave of his large sleeve, he obscured the heavens, holding the Great Cyan Spear above Xuan Qingzi’s crown.
With the intention of the Emperor’s Weapon, he firmly blocked the glorious heavenly might.
Xuan Qingzi withstood the immense pressure, continuously tracing downward with his fingers from the void,
"Stars shine to fix the fate, Ziwei flashes its path!"
"One is the initial chaos origin, three are the spirit transforming all living things..."
Xuan Qingzi chanted incantations, a complex and mysterious talisman gradually inscribed itself onto the void.
When the final stroke was completed, Xuan Qingzi was sweating profusely.
"Seven stars, descend!"
Xuan Qingzi pinched a formula with his fingertips, and seven celestial stars shimmered with dazzling brilliance, directly landing on the talisman.
Boom!
In the firmament, the seven stars shifted positions, revealing heavenly secrets for a moment.
"Pft!"
But in an instant, Xuan Qingzi spat out a mouthful of blood.
He lowered his head to look at the well-arranged star coins, murmuring softly,
"Fate entangled in storms, disaster hanging in three years."
"Calamity star hides in the dark, thorny misfortunes entwine..."
...
"The Dark Forbidden Area will break the seal in three years?"
Su Nan pondered for a while, then shook his head with a smile, "Luckily, it’s later than I expected."
Xuan Qingzi casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face sullen.
Though it was Su Nan’s fate being read, this also meant... darkness would descend in three years!
Thinking of this, he looked at Su Nan and said solemnly, "Domain Master Su, this disaster, is not a death sentence."
"There is always a glimmer of hope in everything, nothing is absolute."
Thinking of such a strong human, destined to lean towards darkness, he couldn’t help but feel a bit of pity.
"Haha, don’t worry, Daoist."
Su Nan looked into the distant sky, smiling lightly, "Even if I walk the path of darkness, I will be a master of my domain!"
"If the Master of the Forbidden Area cannot control oneself, then one shall proclaim oneself emperor from the darkness!"
Xuan Qingzi listened to Su Nan for a long time, ultimately letting out a long sigh.
Such a distinguished person, born in the wrong era!
...
No one knew Su Nan had asked for divination, Cyan Mountain Village remained peaceful and harmonious.
During this time, Su Changqing seemed to have returned to the past.
During the day he would practice swordplay with Brother Er Niu, and in the evening he would have heart-to-heart talks with his parents, with warm days passing one after another.
During this period, Su Changqing’s Sword Dao mastery became increasingly formidable.
The Celestial Tier top-grade Nine Yang Heaven-Burning Sword, with celestial phenomena first appearing in two days, becoming grand in five days, and within ten days, he could mobilize the power of heaven and earth.
When the thirteenth day arrived, a searing Dao Seal like a great sun emerged from the heavens and imprinted itself into Su Changqing’s crown.
This scene left the people of Cyan Mountain Village, who had been watching, in silence.
"This... only took thirteen days for the Young Master to condense a Celestial Tier top-grade Sword Formula into a Dao Seal?"
"Old Liu... how long did it take you to master that Celestial Tier top-grade fist technique?"
"Uh... took two years, and the Patriarch praised me as a genius..."
Upon hearing this, the villagers grew even more silent.
Celestial Tier top-grade secret techniques, formed into Dao Seals in two years, this truly could be considered genius.
But... if two years is genius, then how should Su Changqing, who took only thirteen days to achieve a Celestial Tier top-grade Dao Seal, be regarded?
This was no longer a matter of difference in ability but a completely different league.
Two years... thirteen days.
Su Changqing’s return this time gave the villagers of Cyan Mountain Village a new concept of the word ’genius’.
Uncle Er Niu sat at the village entrance, sipping wine with an unabashed smile on his face.
"The Su family is blessed~"
...
"Sigh, you’re still such a monster."
Seeing that Dao Seal like a scorching sun, Brother Er Niu appeared despondent.
In thirteen days, even with Su Changqing guiding him hand in hand, he had only just made the initial phenomena appear.
This was supposed to be a remarkable achievement, but standing next to Chang Qing, he couldn’t find any joy.
The gap was indeed too vast.
"Don’t lose heart."
Su Changqing heard this and chuckled, "Teacher Confucian once said, learning fast doesn’t count for much."
"Using strength, that’s real skill."
Er Niu chuckled bitterly, this kind of consolation was quite hurtful.
Chang Qing not only learns fast but is also incredibly strong!
"By the way."
Seeming to recall something, Su Changqing looked at Brother Er Niu and asked, "Recently, have there been any news about Brother Shu Han and Teacher Confucian?"
"Haven’t seen them for quite a while, if there’s time, I’d like to visit."
Su Changqing still held great respect for his first teacher and elder apprentice brother.
"Uh... Shu Han..."
Brother Er Niu hesitated upon hearing this.
There have been some events in Central State recently, but he didn’t know if he should tell Chang Qing.
Because... Li Qingchen went missing.
No one knew where he went, he didn’t even leave a letter.
Wei Cang and Shu Han, as well as the other two disciples of Ruxian, were searching with all their might but found no information.
And with Ruxian’s disappearance, the scholarly world became tumultuous.
The school of great Confucians suppressed by Ruxian had recently been very active, even claiming they wanted to overthrow the Sacred Academy.
Recently, Shu Han has been managing the Sacred Academy, while Ruxian’s two other disciples are searching everywhere for Ruxian.
According to Ling Si, if Ruxian isn’t found, the literary assembly eighteen months later will likely end in chaos.
"Brother Er Niu?"
Seeing Brother Er Niu silent, Su Changqing waved a hand in front of his eyes in puzzlement.
"Ah, nothing."
Brother Er Niu maintained a calm expression, quickly smiling, "Shu Han is doing well, assisting Teacher with the family business."
"Teacher... Teacher went on a journey, not sure when he’ll return."
"I think, there’s no rush to meet. It’s only been a month, visiting later wouldn’t be too late."
In the end, Brother Er Niu chose to conceal the truth.
The matters of the Ruxian were too significant, and with Chang Qing only at the Divine Body realm, getting involved was too dangerous.
Perhaps... when Chang Qing grows stronger, it could change the dire situation of Ruxian’s faction.
"That’s also good, a month is indeed a bit short." Su Changqing did not suspect anything and spoke with a smile.
"Chang Qing."
Suddenly, Brother Er Niu put away his long sword, looked into the distance, and spoke softly, "I should be leaving too."
"If I don’t retrieve that arm, I won’t be at peace."
With Su Changqing’s teachings over the days, Brother Er Niu’s Sword Dao grew even stronger.
Not just in skills, but even more so in the Dao aspect.
The legacy of the Sword Emperor let his strength undergo a complete transformation.
The engagement between the Third Prince and Qing Qiu was a thorn in his throat, and Brother Er Niu could wait no longer.
And Su Changqing did not hold him back, he just patted Brother Er Niu’s shoulder heavily and smiled:
"Let the name of the Sword Emperor resound throughout Sword God Mountain!"
Brother Er Niu laughed out loud, "Certainly!"
"I’m off!"
...
Like a carefree knight, Brother Er Niu left Cyan Mountain Village with his long sword on his back, without looking back.
Watching his old friend depart, Su Changqing felt a little empty inside.
Even upon entering the path of cultivation, he still hadn’t gotten used to farewells.
But today seemed destined not to be a day of reunion.
Not long after Brother Er Niu left, Wu Yong came running, holding a Communication Talisman excitedly.
"Brother! We should be leaving, the array is ready!"
After thirteen days of negotiation and discussion, the Wu family and the Fang family finally reached a cooperation agreement.
Two Emperor-level arrays, to be mutually studied!
Su Changqing turned his head upon hearing it.
In front of him, was the lively and serene Cyan Mountain Village, picturesque and harmonious.
His eyes were filled with nostalgia and reluctance, but he understood.
It was time to leave.
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