This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 1672 - 31: Qingshan’s Alluring Beauty in My Eyes

Lu Qingshan's vision remained blurry, but the taut strings of his heart relaxed instantly when Xia Daoyun appeared.

The scene of young lovers reunited after a long separation seemed like something straight out of a fantastical novel.

Especially when one party was trapped in a life-and-death situation, moments away from death, while the other arrived with a sword from the west, descending from the skies, just in the nick of time. Such a reunion was even more dramatic than any novel could depict.

The only difference was… books often feature heroes rescuing beauties. Why is it reversed for this former master-disciple pair?

The bold declaration, "With me, Xia Daoyun here, no one can harm him," made Lu Qingshan, disoriented and pale-faced, smile unconsciously. Anyone hearing this would think he was a spoiled pretty boy living off Xia Daoyun, a grievance with no outlet for complaint.

But... resorting to her assistance, how many people wish they could do the same?

In the next moment, Lu Qingshan finally exhaled the breath he'd held onto, and closed his eyes, sinking into a deep sleep.

He knew Luohu's Incarnation was strong, but he trusted Xia Daoyun even more.

The words "No need for pale green and light red colors; inherently the finest among flowers" sufficed, as once said by old Sect Master Xie Qingyun.

First, not just beauty but talent; at most one per generation, possibly none.

In this era, Xia Daoyun is the rare one who fits this description.

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Qin Yitian quickly supported the collapsing Lu Qingshan.

"Take good care of him." Xia Daoyun, standing before the two, spoke coldly without looking back.

Qin Yitian pressed her lips together, nodded heavily, then hurried away with the unconscious Lu Qingshan from the battlefield.

The farther away, the better.

As she couldn't ascertain how wide-ranging the impact of battles between these two would be.

Luohu's Incarnation squinted his four azure eyes, only scrutinizing Xia Daoyun.

He seemed not to care at all about Qin Yitian taking Lu Qingshan away.

"Sword Immortal, perhaps?" After a long look, Luohu's Incarnation nodded at Xia Daoyun, as if greeting her casually, "No wonder you dare utter such words."

"The Human Race's sword cultivators truly are exceptional; two Sword Immortals have just departed, yet someone else takes their place—you, and also him… If that boy survives today, becoming a Sword Immortal is only a matter of time."

"He will definitely not die today." Xia Daoyun's cold voice interrupted Luohu's Incarnation.

"Though I would like to know how you appeared here, I doubt you would answer," Luohu's Incarnation sneered viciously, "Since that's the case, let me see if your sword as the new female Sword Immortal can match up to those three!"

Silent, Xia Daoyun donned her blue robe, swaying with the wind.

With both hands, she gripped the hilt of the ancient sword named Niu Er, the blade pointing downward, then pressed down abruptly.

"Fall Sword!"

The burly Luohu's Incarnation sneered speechlessly, his expression still calm, yet his eyes flickered with an unusual color.

No wonder this woman achieved Sword Immortal status so quickly; evidently, she inherited the Human Race's greatest luck.

At this moment, endless night and swirling snow were split into countless crisscrossed ravines.

It was Sword Light.

Thousands of beams of Sword Light rampaged through the sky, drawing chess lines on the night sky as the board, a majestic spectacle.

With Ancestral Patriarch Xia's bloodline, Sword Sect's heritage, and Li Qiubai's sword, all combined—how could anyone be disappointed?

Luohu's Incarnation stood unwavering, allowing this celestial chessboard to descend upon him, playing the breaker of the situation.

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Amidst azure clouds, a pair of lovers flew countless miles on swords, though their posture was peculiar.

The slender woman carried the man on her back, the man's arms wrapped around the woman's neck.

The man's face was extremely pale but striking due to his handsome features despite the paleness.

The woman's complexion was not much better; pale like gold foil and yellow like wax, though her stunning appearance was undiminished.

They looked like desperate star-crossed lovers.

The woman glanced at the conspicuous boundary mountain range in the distance and spoke softly, "Once past this mountain range, we'll have left the Black Armor Domain."

The man tugged at the corner of his mouth, smiling with difficulty but relaxation, "Master….."

"You are beyond apprenticeship." The woman interrupted the man's words directly.

The man pondered, seeming to choose the most fitting address for some time, then spoke again.

"Daoyun..." The name felt unfamiliar to both, so after saying it, they involuntarily paused.

"You're a Sword Immortal now?"

"Mm," Xia Daoyun, as the first female Sword Immortal in Human Race history, gently affirmed in a nasal tone, explaining matter-of-factly: "Lord Xia passed the imperial throne to me, then in ten years, I traversed the path the Chang'an Sword Immortal once took, consolidating Great Xia's destiny, and finally ascended to Sword Immortal at East Sea."

Eastward to the stone of Jie, gazing upon Canghai.

After traversing the Human Realm, she sat upon a reef in the East Sea for a year before finally unveiling her Sword Dao.

The man, carried on Xia Daoyun's back, could only be Lu Qingshan.

Three days had passed since his Full Moon Slash. Although he regained consciousness, he was far from recovering, even lacking the ability to move.