Book 1: Chapter 4: A Good Day
It’s a good day, a long journey with song and wine.
Every time he went down the mountain, Bai Qiuran felt a lot more relaxed.
Although he was already aloof, he always felt a bit above Qingming Sword Sect. Now he left the sect and stayed away from the mountain, Bai Qiuran was finally able to be a pure Bai Qiuran, not Bai Qiuran the ancestor of Qingming Sword Sect.
There were ten kingdoms in the Gu Province, and the kingdom which the Qingming Mountain located was called Shangxuan. All the materials Bai Qiuran ưas looking for this time could be found in the territory of the Shangxuan Kingdom.
After going down from Qingming Mountain, Bai Qiuran bypassed the Hanging Sword town and then walked towards the area controlled by the royal family of the Shangxuan Kingdom. Although he could not ride the sword, by his own strength, Bai Qiuran could still achieve the same speed as sword flight, but he did not like that.
For three thousand years, Bai Qiuran has already lost the feeling of hurriedness or impatience to complete the task. This time he went down the mountain not only as a trip to collect materials but also as a journey.
So instead of rushing to get on the road, he went to the nearest town under Qingming Mountain, bought a horse, and then leisurely traveled along the official road of Shangxuan Kingdom.
But after a short walk, Bai Qiuran was blocked on the road by a group of bad-looking gangsters.
“Excuse me …”
Facing this group, he quickly analyzed and knew their strengths were about the middle of the Forging stage, the strongest was the man in the late Forging stage. He asked with a gentle smile:
“Why do you stop me here? Is there any request?”
“Request?”
Several big men surrounded him in groups, and the one headed out showed the big sword with the copper ring in his hand and licked his tongue greedily.
“That is, when we see you, we think you are the son of a noble family, thus we want to borrow some money.”
“Is this robbing?”
Bai Qiuran said with a smile:
“Everyone, if I remember correctly, this is the official way of Shangxuan Kingdom.”
“What about official ways?”
Those robbers laughed:
“The Emperor is now in critical condition. The soldiers stationed in this official way have long been transferred. If you don’t give money to us, even the immortal can’t save you today.”
Does the situation in the Shangxuan Kingdom become so serious nowadays?
Looking at the bandits who were laughing around, Bai Qiuran thought silently in his heart.
He remembered that when he came down the mountain hundreds of years ago, Shangxuan Kingdom was still a peaceful country, and the people lived in harmony.
The Gu Province and nearby areas were all protected by the Qingming Sect, and there was no sect that would dare to come to attack the Qingming Sect.
The local breeds of demons and monsters were generally dealt with by the Qingming Sect disciples who traveled down the mountain, so generally, there were only two reasons that could make Gu Province fall into chaos.
Mutual wars between the ten nations, or chaos caused by battles for power among nobles.
Things like this are generally ignored by Qingming Sword Sect. After all, as a cultivation sect, Qingming Sword Sect was still seeking the ascension, not the power of the mortal world. The changing of the rulers was something that the Qingming Sect did not need to pay attention to, and tried their best not to pay attention to it.
“Cultivators do not involve the struggle of mortal forces” This was the teaching of Qingming Taoist to Bai Qiuran and others, which he passed down all along.
However, encountering robbers and thieves on the road was a different matter. The battle between the powers of Shangxuan’s nobles was their own business, but these bandits would harm every innocent who passes this road, thus when encountering such people, disciples of Qingming Sword Sect have always done their best.
Thinking of this, Bai Qiuran still kept a smile on his face, but his right hand quietly held the sword handle around his waist, and his thumb gently pushed out a blade.
The blade has not come out the scabbard, yet everyone felt chill. Seeing Bai Qiuran’s movements, the gangsters realized his intention of resisting, so they also raised the weapon in their hands.
But at this moment, someone suddenly sounded.
“Stop it!”
A figure flew over from behind, kicked the closest bandit, then landed on the ground.
The bandits were frightened apart, and they were alert to Bai Qiuran and the coming person, while Bai Qiuran looked at the person who came.
That was a teenager about 15-16 years old, with fair skin, a handsome face, and black hair. He had a man’s hair bun behind his head and tied it with a white square scarf. He was wearing a white knight’s gown embroidered with a flowing cloud pattern, holding a three-foot sword in his hand, looked like the child of a noble family.
At this moment, this little boy was stood right in front of Bai Qiuran with a straight sword, scolding the bandits:
“In the daylight, even dare to rob on the official road, you really don’t put Shangxuan’s law in your eyes!”
“Law?”
The bandits glanced at each other, and then laughed at the same time:
“F*ck the law! Whoever wants to put that useless code in the eyes, the only true thing is that filling the stomach! Brothers, go together. This is also a fat sheep! ”
“Boss, you have to show mercy later.”
One gangster licked his tongue.
“We haven’t vented our sexual desire for a few days, this boy is a pretty boy, I have an idea…”
“Go to hell!”
The head bandit kicked him.
“Do you want to do it with a male? After we have grabbed the money, won’t it better that we find some prostitutes in the city?”
“But we are wanted criminals!”
The gangster said grievously:
“There are no soldiers on the official road, but the city is different. We will be killed the moment we enter.”
The head bandit thought for a while, realizing this was the truth, so he looked at Bai Qiuran:
“Okay. This white hair boy looks pretty good too. We’ll capture both of them.”
Hearing the conversation of these bandits, the fledgling boy over there was flushed with anger, and although Bai Qiuran was still laughing, there was a little killing intention in his smile.
Three thousand years of cultivation gave him a good temper, but it didn’t mean that he wouldn’t be angry.
“Shameless bandit!”
However, the boy seemed to be more excited than him. As soon as the gangsters were ready to take action, he immediately pulled out his long sword and started off first.
A bit of Qi emanated from his body, a little golden light appeared on his blade, and then he waved at these bandits with that golden sword, cut off the head of the gangster who had just made this suggestion.
Oh, it turned out to be a fellow Daoist in the Qi Refining stage.
Bai Qiuran thought.
Although the Qi Refining stage has been counted as officially entering the path of cultivation, it did not mean that there was no Qi Refining stage cultivator in the mortal world. In the big families, the royal family, or the martial arts, there were a few one reached this stage.
In this stage, they could extract the Qi from the body to attack the opponent or formed a layer of defense on the body surface, which was ten times stronger than the peak of the Forging stage.
This was the real power of the Qi Refining stage. Bai Qiuran, whose Qi could split the mountains and the sea, was already a different kind of monster.
Blood splattered, and the headless corpse fell on the onslaught path. When they saw the golden sword, the gangsters’ expressions changed greatly.
“Qi? This is a Grandmaster in martial arts!”
The head gangster shouted and ran towards the mountain forest without looking back.
“Run!”
Several gangsters threw away their weapons in a crying, ran to the forest next to them. The young boy stood in place and looked at them with a cold face, but did not intend to continue to pursue.
However, he didn’t plan to kill them all, but Bai Qiuran planned to kill them all.
The next scene stunned the noble boy: a dash of white rainbow suddenly crossed, and within a semi-circular range of tens of meters from the mountain road, all the trees appeared a sword mark on the same horizontal line.
With a sound of crackling, no matter how thick they were, all the trees broke into two along the sword mark, then fell down.
Along with the trees, the gangsters were also swept across the waist by this sword, and divided into two from there.