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Rise of the Sword Son-in-Law-Chapter 411 Disciples and Granddisciples
"Bang!"
Xu Ping’an punched a Seventh Rank Peak level Cultivator to explosion.
Immediately, ripples appeared in the sky, and a superior grade Eighth Rank Spirit Pill appeared in front of him.
"There really are rewards, killing a Seventh Grade Cultivator and getting an Eighth Rank Elixir, not bad at all." Xu Ping’an smiled and tossed the elixir to Tang Qingyu, who was standing nearby.
The latter was utterly confused.
For me?
This is a superior grade Eighth Rank Elixir, one that greatly enhances True Yuan.
Why are you discarding it so casually?
Xu Ping’an, however, didn’t mind. On his way here, he had already killed three Seventh Rankers.
One at the Third Layer Realm, one at the Sixth Layer Realm, and the last one at the Ninth Layer Realm.
He received a low-grade Eighth Rank Wind Riding Talisman, an intermediate-grade Eighth Rank Spiritual Medicine, and this superior grade Eighth Rank Elixir, respectively.
From these, Xu Ping’an nearly drew his conclusions.
Since he was at the Sixth Rank Peak, killing a Seventh Ranker meant that the reward would be one level higher, killing those at the initial stage would yield treasures of low-grade Eighth Level, while killing those at the intermediate stage would yield treasures of intermediate-grade Eighth Level, and so forth.
If he were to kill an Eighth Grade Cultivator, without guessing, the reward should be at the Ninth Grade level.
As for the cultivators he killed, they had all initiated attacks on him, and he was merely retaliating.
"Take it and use it, it’s just an Eighth Rank Elixir, it’s not of much use to me," Xu Ping’an said with a smile.
Tang Qingyu was speechless.
An Eighth Rank superior grade Elixir is useless to a Sixth Rank Cultivator?
Xu Ping’an just smiled, offering no explanation.
An Eighth Rank Elixir was indeed useful to him, but the effects of just one Eighth Rank Elixir were much less significant.
His Metal Attribute and Thunder Attribute True Yuan had already reached Seven Transformations, and even his Fire Attribute had achieved Three Transformations.
An Eighth Rank Elixir truly had very little effect on him now.
"Thank you, I will repay you in the future," Tang Qingyu said, biting her red lips.
"With your body?" Xu Ping’an said teasingly with a laugh.
Tang Qingyu’s pretty face turned red, and her lively eyes met Xu Ping’an’s gaze as she stared back and said, "What if I really offered myself to you, would you want me?"
After asking this, Tang Qingyu blushed and hung her head in embarrassment.
Xu Ping’an was stunned. He had just meant to tease her—had Tang Qingyu taken it seriously?
Now what? How to resolve this situation?
Awkward.
Although Tang Qingyu was attractive, he had absolutely no intention of taking her up on such a proposal.
"Heh, I was just kidding you, look how scared you got. I, the Saintess of Shangxian Sect, aim to become an Immortal. Why would I waste my time on such trivial affections? Besides, being with you, a freak, would just put me under immense pressure," Tang Qingyu spoke with a laugh while Xu Ping’an was still stunned.
Xu Ping’an breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "You’re right, I’m probably not the type you like."
"Of course, I like someone who is completely devoted to me, and you’ve already got Li Qingyi," Tang Qingyu responded, though a hint of disappointment flashed deep in her eyes.
Xu Ping’an nodded.
Suddenly, Xu Ping’an looked sharply ahead.
He saw a figure speeding toward them from a distance, fast enough to almost match half the speed he would achieve when deploying his Azure Divine Wings.
"Swoosh!"
A young man dressed in sky-blue robes appeared in front of Xu Ping’an and Tang Qingyu.
Xu Ping’an and Tang Qingyu immediately went on guard.
The newcomer was powerful, a Cultivator of the Eighth Rank, and not just at the initial stage—most likely around the Sixth Layer Realm or so.
Moreover, Xu Ping’an felt that his strength should not be as simple as it appeared on the surface.
If it had been only Xu Ping’an, he would not have been afraid, for even if he could not win, at least he could run.
But with Tang Qingyu present, he faced some limitations, and it was not certain that he could shake off the fellow before him by running with Tang Qingyu.
However, the newcomer did not seem to demonstrate any malice; he merely regarded Xu Ping’an with indifference, then inquired, "Who are you?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Ping’an immediately understood that the person felt their cultivation was too weak to bother killing them.
After all, for someone with the cultivation of the Eighth Rank, slaying Xu Ping’an at the Sixth Rank Peak would yield too low a reward.
Even though Tang Qingyu was at Seventh Rank, Third Layer Realm, she clearly failed to catch the eye of the young man.
"Replying to your Excellency, we are Loose Cultivators, my name is…" Xu Ping’an responded.
But his words were interrupted before he could finish.
"You two, come with me. Do not think about resisting or escaping, or I will kill you immediately," the young man in the sky-blue robe said, his face as cold as ice, showing impatience.
He couldn’t care less about knowing the names of the two Loose Cultivators.
Tang Qingyu glanced at Xu Ping’an, who cast a reassuring look at her.
"Fine, we will accompany your Excellency. However, we are slow on foot, so we hope you will not disdain us," said Xu Ping’an.
The young man, with impatience, swept his sleeves and turned away, stepping into the air to leave.
Xu Ping’an and Tang Qingyu had no choice but to follow.
The young man did not look back, but Xu Ping’an could feel a force of Soul Power enveloping them.
Should they show the slightest sign of unusual movement, the young man would promptly attack their Niwan Palace.
However, Xu Ping’an’s Niwan Palace had now reached a strength comparable to the Eighth Rank Initial Stage at its peak, and with the Supreme Immortal Seal to stabilize, he was not afraid of the young man.
Looking at the young man, it seemed that he did not primarily cultivate the Soul.
"Your Excellency, may I ask where we are going?" Xu Ping’an ventured.
"Heavenly Dao Mountain," the young man replied coldly.
"Your Excellency, from which power do you come?" Xu Ping’an continued to inquire.
With a glance back, the young man glared at Xu Ping’an and then snorted coldly, "Don’t ask what you shouldn’t. In short, if you obey, you won’t die; otherwise, you could die right now."
Having said this, he no longer paid attention to Xu Ping’an.
Upon hearing this, a subtle chill flashed through Xu Ping’an’s eyes.
What an arrogant fellow.
Does he really think he is invincible just because he is at the Eighth Rank?
Perhaps Xu Ping’an couldn’t match this individual now if he took action, but that would change if he were to break through to the Seventh Rank.
Once he broke through to the Seventh Rank, his combat power would rise to a new level, and both his Soul and True Yuan would undergo a qualitative breakthrough.
"Xu Ping’an, he must come from the Mystic Spirit Realm. Did you notice the Cloud Pattern on his sleeve? That’s the symbol of Wind Radiance Sect, one of the three major sects in the Mystic Spirit Realm," Tang Qingyu’s voice sounded in Xu Ping’an’s mind.
"You can transmit through the Soul Sound? His Soul Power far exceeds yours; your transmission will be discovered," Xu Ping’an replied.
"Don’t worry, I have a treasure that helps me transmit soulfully; he won’t notice," Tang Qingyu replied.
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Xu Ping’an looked at the young man and, indeed, the young man showed no sign of disturbance, which slightly relieved Xu Ping’an.
Mystic Spirit Realm’s Wind Radiance Sect?
He had heard of this sect, not only heard of it but had some ties with Wind Radiance Sect.
The founder of Wind Radiance Sect, Mo Yun, was considered his nominal disciple.
Many of Wind Radiance Sect’s cultivation techniques were derived from him.
Looking at the young man again, Xu Ping’an’s face revealed a trace of a cold smile.
Indeed, the young man was practicing a cultivation technique he had created in the past, a Wind Attribute technique named "Wind Radiance Scripture."
"Never expected the former small sect to have grown; so what is this young man before me? A disciple’s disciple of mine?" sneered Xu Ping’an.