Chapter 251 (2)

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Under the scrutiny of his awareness, the tall "Qiao family’s martial arts" hidden in the dark seemed to have sensed something, and at this moment, looked up at the Sky Boat.

"To actually sense my awareness?" Elder Qingzhuo also hesitated for a moment.

A cultivator’s awareness scan is actually a somewhat impolite practice.

It’s like shining a flashlight on someone’s face in the dark, you might get hit… If there are other powerful cultivators in Great Qin City, Elder Qingzhuo wouldn’t do this.

No cultivator likes their mind being read by others, it can cause conflicts.

It’s impossible for a Nascent Soul Elder to hide in Great Qin City, right?

"Is my cultivation base really damaged this badly? Have I regressed?" Elder Qingzhuo muttered to himself.

He doesn’t understand martial artists, or perhaps he doesn’t care to understand them.

He only vaguely knows that Spirit Refining martial artists in the mortal world have strong instincts… But for a martial artist to sense his mind’s attention? That truly surprises him.

With this thought, Elder Qingzhuo’s eyes suddenly flashed, and he started to calculate with his fingers.

"I am not skilled in divination… Perhaps in the future, I can seek out a friend from the ‘Soul Predicting Path’ to exchange divine techniques for divination. After all, ‘Soul Predicting Path’ is the top divination sect among the Nine Immortal Gates."

After mumbling to himself for a while, Elder Qingzhuo’s expression suddenly turned dark.

"Bad omen?"

He was a bit persistent, carefully calculated five times, three bad omens, one good omen, one neutral omen.

"Although my divination skills are not precise…"

Elder Qingzhuo, thinking of this, suddenly changed his facial expression slightly.

He noticed that in the dark alley of Great Qin City, the long-haired "Qiao family’s martial arts" person’s gaze became noticeably cold, although he was alone, his eyes seemed to shine with a beast-like light.

"There is no need for divination anymore… Unfortunately, my true body is not here, coupled with the loss of cultivation, no longer at its peak, otherwise I would surely crush this Qiao family’s martial arts practitioner, never to be reborn!"

Elder Qingzhuo snorted coldly.

Then decisively controlled the Sky Boat to ascend into the air, breaking through the sky and going far away, without a second of hesitation.

A dead Taoist is not a poor Taoist.

Dao Fei passed away, he was indeed furious, but as a wise old fox of over a thousand years, he wouldn’t let this jeopardize himself.

"Disciples, listen up." Before the flying boat ascended, he communicated through his divine knowledge to the more than ten surviving foundation building cultivators:

"There is something strange in this Great Qin City, today’s events end here, it is of great importance. I must immediately return to the sect to report this matter to the sect leader."

"The waters here are deep, possibly involving other Immortal Gates. It’s best for you all to leave soon as well." Sёarch* The nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Leaving behind these two divine knowledge transmissions, Elder Qingzhuo controlled the flying boat to soar into the sky.

With many foundation building cultivators standing bewildered in the sky, suddenly feeling the cold wind in the sky…

Goodness, did they just run away like that? Are they really avoiding trouble.

It took them a while to react.

"Master, we haven’t boarded the flying boat yet?" A foundation building cultivator communicated through divine knowledge, but the Sky Boat had already left, not stopping for a second, not taking a single cloud. Ṝ

So they also changed their facial expressions.

If Senior Brother Dao Fei’s death during the Golden Core period shook them… but although shaken, they weren’t too terrified.

When disaster strikes, there’s always someone to handle it. This time, the Master led the team out for training, and everything was stable…

"Isn’t this too absurd? The Master is an elder, a Nascent Soul Stage elder! Why would he run?"

"Didn’t the Master say? The waters here are deep, likely obstructed by other Immortal Gates…." A young cultivator argued softly.

"Do you really believe that? Since we arrived on this journey, have we seen any cultivators at all? None at all, just ordinary martial artists!"

"Then, what worries the Master?"

The crowd fell silent.

They naturally couldn’t guess the Master’s thoughts, but there was one thing they could be sure of.

"Something suddenly happened that startled the master, and he left without even taking us disciples? Just like that?"

Although the cultivators couldn’t figure it out, wasn’t there just something that happened recently….

"Did Qiao Miao from the Qiao family use their martial arts to kill Senior Brother Dao Fei in the Golden Core stage?" someone whispered.

"So you mean, Qiao Miao scared away our Nascent Soul Stage master?"

Everyone fell silent.

This speculation was far-fetched, even more so than Qiao Miao killing Dao Fei. It was simply unbelievable and hard to understand!



But it was indeed a possibility facing them.

"Run!"

"Junior brothers and sisters, follow me to the sect!"

"Oh no, is it too late to join another elder now?"

They never thought about using the speed advantage of cultivators to escape before… It’s a joke! Dozens of cultivators surrounding a mortal and still wanting to escape. If this spreads out, the Great Dao Sect will lose all face!

As for now… face? What face?

Elder Qingzhuo took the lead in the charge, and they simply followed closely behind.

One by one, cultivators used their techniques and in the blink of an eye, transformed into streaks of rainbow light soaring into the sky.

Martial Saint and Wu Qiankun, hiding in the dark, were also momentarily stunned.

"Escaped?" Martial Saint furrowed his brows and nodded towards Wu Qiankun:

"You keep an eye on the Qiao family member here, I will go after them!"

After saying this, he had already gone far.

The Martial Saint has never battled a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage. Before Elder Qingzhuo fled, he was somewhat cautious and had concerns. But now he doesn’t care anymore.

Go!

In the blink of an eye.

The Martial Saint and Elder Qingzhuo left one after another, and the foundation building cultivators also scattered and left in beams of light.

"What…what happened?"

Inside the mansion city, there were originally other people attracted by the Sky Boat.

They naturally couldn’t guess the thoughts of the elders of the Immortal Gate and the cultivators, but they were not blind.

In their eyes, this scene was astonishing…

Qiao Miao from the Qiao family’s martial arts resisted the spells of many cultivators, fought all the way, bathed in the shadows of those spells, covered in blood, and managed to kill the leading golden core cultivator, Dao Fei.

In the midst of blood and light, the white-haired martial artist Qiao Miao, holding the King Qin Golden Body Sword, declared, "Today, Using Martial Arts to Defeat Immortals!"

And in the next moment, those cultivators from the Great Dao Sects turned into rainbow lights, ascending into the sky and even the Sky Boat, considered a miracle by them, left just like that?

With just a few words, more than ten celestial beings were shocked and even the imposing Sky Boat fleeing?

"A member of the Qiao family shocked the Sky Boat!"

Among the crowd, aside from the believers, there were actually a few brave martial artists from the rivers and lakes, as well as people from the Tide Listening Building, who were almost boiling with excitement at this moment.

"Today, the Qiao family member is Using Martial Arts to Defeat Immortals!"

"Today, the Qiao family member shocked the immortals with his words, making the Elder of the Immortal Gate flee!" A martial artist from the rivers and lakes raised his arms and shouted with excitement, almost moved to tears.

This was their most distant dream, a fantasy for a whole generation after all the hardships they faced.

But unexpectedly, a member of the Qiao family actually achieved it today?

Instead, Qiao Mu stood still, looking surprised.

Just after he shouted "Using Martial Arts to Defeat Immortals," people disappeared in the blink of an eye, even the flying boats in the sky were gone.

Qiao Mu’s senses were sharp, he didn’t understand the thoughts of cultivators, but he could hear the cries and cheers of the martial artists from afar.

"Am I really so amazing? Do even the senior elders of the Immortal Gate have to hide from me? Am I that strong?"

Thinking this, Qiao Mu felt a swell of pride.

"You’re next, Dao Zhen!" his voice thundered, echoing all around.

Beams of light broke through the sky and disappeared into the distance. After Elder Qingzhuo’s reminder, even the Foundation Building cultivators ran away.

But Dao Zhen was different.

Qiao Mu was a very emotional person, he valued his friends greatly, and Dao Zhen, born in a lonely city, was clearly an old acquaintance of his.

Friends leaving, how can we let them go easily without saying more goodbyes? That would be impolite.

So after golden core cultivator Dao Fei died in battle, Qiao Mu shifted his focus entirely to Dao Zhen, chasing after him.

There were a couple of times when Dao Zhen tried to fly away, but Qiao Mu stopped him in time, waving King Qin in his hand to bring him back down from midair.



"Qiao Miao, you are playing with fire," Dao Zhen said calmly.

"How much longer can your body last? Are those so-called superb martial artists in the mortal realm able to easily kill a Golden Core? If a superb rank could effortlessly kill a Golden Core, would Jiu Province still be the Immortal Gate’s Jiu Province?"

His gaze remained calm as always, even after Dao Fei died in battle, Elder Qingzhuo flew away, and the other foundation building cultivators left. He didn’t panic even though he was now alone.

"Not long now, I can only hold on until after you die," Qiao Mu exhaled deeply, but blood uncontrollably seeped from his mouth and nose, and his skin began to crack.

The shorter the lifespan, the stronger the momentum. He might die, but even in death, his spirit remains strong.