Chapter 51 The beautiful woman rides the dragon away, her fairy-like figure fills the Heart Lake

Zhao Sheng couldn't keep staring; his gaze once again moved upwards and met a pair of eyes as clear as water.To be honest, his emotions had just begun to stir, and he had entertained some far-flung thoughts.

But facing those bright eyes, his little schemes vanished in an instant.

For he saw that within those clear eyes flowed a chilling Sword Qi that seemed calm like a still well, yet possessed a power that sent shivers down one's spine.

Zhao Sheng immediately rose to his feet, placing his hand on his forehead and bowing deeply, expressing his gratitude, "I will never forget this life-saving grace. I am Zhao Sheng, may I dare to ask for your esteemed name?" Searᴄh the nôvelFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Zhao Sheng was being quite presumptuous, but the person across from him didn't seem to mind and responded indifferently, "Purple Sun Yue Qinghan."

Zhao Sheng searched through his memory, but could not find the name Yue Qinghan among the Golden Core Masters of the Purple Sun Sect.

Since when did the Purple Sun Sect have a Golden Core female cultivator?

After repeating the name in his mind twice, Zhao Sheng pondered how to continue the conversation.

However, the female cultivator asked first, "Did you cultivate the medicine field outside?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng was startled, and after a moment's thought, he inwardly cursed.

He quickly looked up, but because he was positioned below her, he suddenly saw Yue Qinghan's fair neck and collarbone, her jade-like skin glowing through her thin veil, casting a dazzling light.

Indeed, she was mesmerizing!

But Zhao Sheng promptly averted his gaze, not daring to disrespect the beauty.

Having lived many lives, Zhao Sheng had never seen a beauty as transcendently ethereal as Yue Qinghan.

To call her peerlessly beautiful might be an exaggeration, but her demeanor was like that of a fairy descended to the mortal world, a sight he had seen only a few times in his lifetimes.

Zhao Sheng forcibly suppressed his thoughts, and bowing respectfully, he said, "True Immortal Yue, that medicine field was indeed cultivated by me."

Upon hearing this, Yue Qinghan straightforwardly said, "Very well, I will take that Green Blood Treasure Tree. What do you wish in return? Speak freely."

"So it is," thought Zhao Sheng.

But before he could respond, he felt his body lighten, and suddenly a powerful force enveloped him.

The view before his eyes blurred instantly, accompanied by a slight dizziness.

When Zhao Sheng's feet were firmly on the ground again, he found himself next to the medicine field.

He had just collected his thoughts, but was immediately startled by what he saw.

The slope had collapsed significantly, leaving only the medicine field and a small area next to the cliff faces intact.

Apart from that, Zhao Sheng also saw a high-level Cloud Dragon, barely alive, floating in the cloud mist outside the cliff, its body covered in deep wounds exposing its bones, with fierce Sword Intent bursting forth from these wounds, hindering the Cloud Dragon's self-healing.

But this Cloud Dragon dared not flee, for around its neck was a Dragon-locking Ring that sparkled with dazzling Thunder Light.

Clearly, it had been subdued by Yue Qinghan.

Zhao Sheng merely glanced once, not daring to look further, fearful that the Cloud Dragon's wrath might turn towards him.

His slight frame could certainly not withstand the fury of the Cloud Dragon.

Zhao Sheng turned his head away, yet was captivated by the beauty once more.

Before him, Yue Qinghan stood with her skirt flowing, surrounded by swirling mist, her back to an endless sea of fog, her body radiant and her skin luminous, appearing like a heavenly being.

In that instant, Zhao Sheng suddenly realized he would probably never forget this scene for as long as he lived.

He lowered his eyelids, concealing the palpitations in his heart, and then said, "True Immortal, if you covet it, please take it. Such worldly items cannot compare to the great grace of saving my life."

At this, a hint of a smile briefly appeared on Yue Qinghan's face, but it was quickly replaced by her usual serene expression.

She shook her head, and the Jade Pearl in her cloud hairpin swayed as well, "I never owe anyone Cause and Effect."

Yue Qinghan was a Sword Cultivator of the Heart Sword Stream, and her mental state had reached the realm of Sword Heart Clarity.

An ancient monk once left behind four lines of admonition: "The body is the Bodhi tree, the mind is like a bright mirror's stand; always strive to clean it, lest dust should land."

Although this admonition didn't entirely align, it revealed some deeper truths.

For the Sword Cultivators of the Heart Sword Stream, Cause and Effect were the "dust."

Only a sword undefiled by dust can sever the eternities.

To sever Cause and Effect, to sever worldly connections!

These six words applied to Yue Qinghan and other Sword Cultivators of the Heart Sword Stream could not be more fitting.

Zhao Sheng certainly didn't know Yue Qinghan's temperament; he thought the other was simply being modest.

But after seeing Yue Qinghan's clear and bright eyes, Zhao Sheng fell silent.

He lowered his head and pondered for a while.

When he looked up again, he still shook his head, very sincerely saying, "I am a very greedy person. I want too many things, but for the moment, I don't know what I really want. If the True Immortal does not like owing others due to cause and effect, then please bestow a few treasures at your leisure. As long as the True Immortal feels we are even, it will be fine."

After listening, Yue Qinghan's bright eyes finally showed a flicker of emotion.

Her expression changed slightly for the first time as she directly faced the person before her and said, "You are very honest! Such a temperament is very suitable to be a Sword Cultivator, perhaps consider switching to the Sword Dao in the future."

Er,

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng was stunned.

"Does this mean she wants to take him as a disciple?"

But upon seeing her expression clearly, Zhao Sheng immediately dismissed this thought.

Clearly, this Golden Core Sword Practitioner had no intention of taking disciples.

It was merely that her temperament was as clear and pristine as a sword, saying whatever came to her mind.

After thinking it over, Zhao Sheng shook his head and said, "I also like swords, but I have no intention of becoming a Sword Cultivator."

"What a pity!"

After saying this, Yue Qinghan took off the Jade Sword pendant at the hem of her skirt and handed it to Zhao Sheng, simultaneously saying, "I have no suitable treasure on me. This Jade Sword can serve as a token. If you think of what you truly want later, you can take it and find me at Purple Sun Sect."

Zhao Sheng accepted the Jade Sword, bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, True Immortal, for bestowing the token. I will remember this."

Yue Qinghan quickly excavated the Green Blood Treasure Tree, taking both the soil and the tree.

Having done this, she whispered, "Your spirit land here is very rare, be careful not to expose it."

Additionally, "Heavenly Pillar Mountain has already become a land of dispute. Many from various sects will soon arrive here. It might even turn chaotic. You better come out with me."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng hesitated for a moment then gritted his teeth and said, "The True Immortal means well, and I am grateful, but I still have unfinished business and do not plan to leave now."

Once the cold wave arrives, Heavenly Pillar Mountain will be difficult to scale.

If he left now, it would be at least half a year before he could re-enter the mountain.

And even upon re-entering, it might not be as smooth as this time.

Zhao Sheng didn't want to risk his life unnecessarily, betting on the vast expanse of Heavenly Pillar Mountain remaining undiscovered.

He had a great chance of winning the bet, because the slope was indeed extremely concealed, otherwise it wouldn't have remained undiscovered for hundreds of years.

"If that's the case, you must take good care of yourself,"

said Yue Qinghan, preparing to leave.

However, just before leaving, she suddenly tossed him something, simultaneously saying, "Since you also like the sword, you might as well reflect more on this item in the future."

Zhao Sheng caught the flying object and saw that it was a Bright Pearl. Inside the Bright Pearl, a figure holding a sword flashed by, and its surface exuded strands of Sword Intent spirit.

As Zhao Sheng observed the Jade Pearl, Yue Qinghan gracefully flew to the Dragon Serpent's head, pressing her jade hand on the Dragon Horn.

Ao!

With a thunderous roar that pierced the Cloud Sky, a large swath of Cloud Mist suddenly burst forth from beneath the Dragon Serpent.

The cloud mist rose, and the Dragon Serpent along with the female cultivator soared to the sky,

suddenly flashing and vanishing into the boundless sea of fog.

"This is what a true Cultivator is!"

Zhao Sheng deeply felt that only a character like Yue Qinghan, who rode dragons with Sword Control and floated like a fairy, was the goal he should pursue.

People like Wei Wuwo and Chen Zichuan were nothing but wretches, unfairly tarnishing the name of Cultivators!

Yet he didn't know in what life he would reach such a realm.

Zhao Sheng gazed at the sky with a long sigh, involuntarily lamenting the arduous and lengthy journey of Ascension.

Falling silent for a long while, he suddenly heaved a long sigh that had barely ended before he burst into hearty laughter.

In his laughter, the transcendent female cultivator who brought dragons down with her sword transformed into a beacon on his path of Ascension, awaiting his crossing.

Only, he wondered whether the beauty would still be there by the time he reached that point.