64: Chapter 64 Luo Qingxue Makes a Move

The formation patterns on the wooden box flowed faster and faster.

The sky darkened.

Above the Luoxia Mountains, thunderclouds gathered, and purple lightning streaked through the clouds.

The Heavenly Dao sensed a power that exceeded the current limits of the Law.

"Retreat!" The Elder didn't care about his severed hand as he turned and fled.

When an Imperial Weapon is born, it must trigger a Heavenly Tribulation. Staying here means certain death.

Four Nascent Soul Cultivators scrambled to escape.

A bolt of purple lightning struck down.

The two Nascent Soul Cultivators at the front didn't even have time to scream before they were turned into ashes.

Heavenly Saint City, Star-Plucking Tower.

Gu Sheng held a teacup, watching the scene on the System's light screen.

The Lightning Tribulation in the Luoxia Mountains, the miserable state of the Taichu Holy Land Elder, and Su Qianxue's distress were all clearly visible.

[Host, your entrapment operation almost caused the bait to blow up the hook.] The System's mechanical voice sounded.

Gu Sheng took a sip of tea: "Those old fogies from Taichu Holy Land are too cautious, sending a few lackeys to test the waters. If I don't show them some color, how will they know how fragrant this bait is?"

[That girl is about to reach her limit. With the backlash of the Imperial Weapon plus the Heavenly Tribulation, she can't withstand it at the Soul Transformation Stage.]

"She won't die." Gu Sheng put down his teacup. "A Destined Daughter isn't that easy to kill. Besides, Luo Qingxue is nearby."

In the image.

Above the Luoxia Mountains, the second bolt of heavenly thunder was brewing.

Su Qianxue knelt on one knee, her long sword thrust into the rock, barely supporting her body.

The formation patterns on the wooden box had lit up to their peak.

A black shadow descended from the sky, landing in front of Su Qianxue.

Luo Qingxue was dressed in black, her long hair dancing in the wind.

She looked up at the thunderclouds filling the sky.

"Xuanming Hall, Luo Qingxue." The Taichu Holy Land Elder who had fled into the distance recognized the newcomer, his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering in fear.

Above the Luoxia Mountains, purple lightning rolled.

The Soul Transformation Elder from Taichu Holy Land with the severed hand felt his legs go weak and knelt directly on the ground.

"Luo Qingxue... didn't you die in the Far North Icefield three hundred years ago!" The Elder's voice trembled, and he didn't even bother to stop the bleeding from his severed wrist.

The Saintess of Xuanming Hall.

Three hundred years ago in the Central Continent, this name represented absolute death and coldness.

Recently, there were rumors in the cultivation world that there was movement in the Far North Icefield and that the fallen Saintess of Xuanming Hall had reappeared in the world. The higher-ups of Taichu Holy Land had dismissed it as nonsense, but who would have thought they would run into her alive today?

Luo Qingxue ignored the Elder's terror.

She looked up at the second bolt of the Heavenly Tribulation brewing above.

The thunderclouds hung low, purple lightning moving through them, locking onto the black wooden box in Su Qianxue's arms.

The Law of the Heavenly Dao does not allow power exceeding the current limits to appear in the world.

Luo Qingxue flipped her hand, and an ancient seven-stringed zither appeared before her. The nine nether soul-suppressing zither.

The strings were plucked.

There was no earth-shattering sound, only a very soft "zheng" sound.

The sound waves turned into physical ripples, flowing upward and crashing into the center of the thunderclouds.

The originally violent purple lightning was forcibly frozen by this extremely cold sound wave. The lightning in the clouds froze for a moment, then shattered inch by inch, falling as ice shards.

One tune suppressed the Heavenly Tribulation.

The Elder's heart and gall were split with fear. To directly confront a Heavenly Tribulation was definitely not something a Soul Transformation Stage could do; even an ordinary Void Refinement Stage wouldn't dare to be so arrogant.

"Senior, have mercy!" The Elder kowtowed frantically, and the two remaining Nascent Soul Cultivators scrambled even further away.

"The people of Taichu Holy Land have reached out too far," Luo Qingxue said indifferently.

Her fingertips lightly brushed across the strings.

Three transparent sound blades flew out along the ground.

There were no screams. The movements of the Elder and the two Nascent Soul Cultivators froze in place. As a mountain breeze blew past, their bodies turned into fine ice crystals and dissipated into the world.

Su Qianxue held the wooden box, panting heavily. The backlash of the Imperial Weapon had severely damaged her Meridians. If Luo Qingxue hadn't acted, that bolt of lightning just now would have killed her.

"Thank you, Senior, for saving my life." Su Qianxue forced herself to stand up.

Luo Qingxue turned her head and looked at the blood-stained girl. From their meeting at Baicao Valley in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, she had a strong impression of this girl.

"Your courage is even greater than mine was three hundred years ago." Luo Qingxue's gaze fell on the black wooden box. "At the Soul Transformation Early Stage, you dare to run around with a Fragmented Imperial Weapon. Do you have a death wish?"

Su Qianxue gave a bitter smile: "Entrusted by another, I must fulfill my duty. The Master of Tianji Pavilion gave me information on my father's whereabouts in exchange for delivering this to the Great Xia Imperial City."

"Heavenly Secrets Pavilion?" Luo Qingxue frowned slightly.

Recently, the Central Continent had been in turmoil, and most of it was due to this Heavenly Secrets Pavilion that had appeared out of nowhere. Even her Senior Brother had sent her a message, asking her to come to the Central Continent to investigate the background of this Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.

"What kind of person is that Pavilion Master?" Luo Qingxue asked.

Su Qianxue recalled Gu Sheng's appearance and spoke carefully: "Unfathomable. He feels like a chess player looking down on all living beings from the clouds. Moreover, he knows many secrets that no one should know."

From inside the ring, Danqingzi's voice came out: "Little Luo, that kid is very strange. This wooden box is clearly a hot potato, and he intentionally let Qianxue carry it just to lure those people from Taichu Holy Land into the trap."

Luo Qingxue glanced at the ring on Su Qianxue's hand.

"Old man, you're still alive."

Danqingzi coughed twice: "Just barely lingering on."

Luo Qingxue put away the nine nether soul-suppressing zither. Deep within her Sea of Consciousness, that wisp of Soul power that didn't belong to her began to throb again. Since waking up in the Far North Icefield, this feeling appeared often. She vaguely felt that this body didn't entirely belong to her.

But now was not the time to investigate this.

"The Great Xia Coronation Ceremony is approaching. Since it's on the way, I'll give you a lift," Luo Qingxue said.

Su Qianxue was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed: "Thank you, Senior!"

With this ruthless person from three hundred years ago protecting her, the road ahead would be absolutely safe.

Luo Qingxue didn't say more. With a wave of her sleeve, she swept up Su Qianxue and turned into a long black rainbow, heading straight for the Great Xia Imperial City.

Central Continent, Heavenly Saint City, Star-Plucking Tower.

Gu Sheng leaned back in his armchair, playing with two Jade Orbs in his hand. The image on the light screen stayed on the moment Luo Qingxue instantly killed the Taichu Holy Land Elder.

The System's mechanical voice sounded at the right time: [Host, this Clone of yours shows signs of losing control.]

Gu Sheng didn't stop his movements: "The Saintess of Xuanming Hall, who fell three hundred years ago, her remnant Soul not yet extinguished. When you fished her up and made her into a Clone, you should have expected this day."

[This is force majeure. The Law of the cultivation world is repairing faster than expected, and the Heavenly Dao's suppression of these ancient remnant Souls is weakening.]

"It doesn't matter." Gu Sheng picked up his teacup to moisten his throat. "A Clone with self-awareness is more realistic. It's fine that she's going to the Great Xia Imperial City. At the coronation ceremony, we just happen to need someone to hold down the fort."

Gu Sheng tapped a rhythm on the table.

Taichu Holy Land lost a Soul Transformation Elder; this debt will definitely be blamed on the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion and Baicao Valley. At the Great Xia Dynasty's coronation ceremony, Taichu Holy Land will definitely send people to disrupt things.

When the time comes, the Fragmented Imperial Weapon will appear, and all forces will gather.