Master, is he actually still alive?

Chapter 63: Master, is she actually still alive?

Swish, swish...

A series of radiances descended from the misty entrance, transforming into the proud, gifted disciples of various major sects.

On the plaza.

Many people were struck with utter dismay upon seeing the prodigies of the six major sects being teleported out almost simultaneously.

High in the air, the leaders of the various sects could no longer remain calm.

"Qingsong, who eliminated you?"

The master of the Herb Garden was the first to speak, his brows furrowed tightly as his gaze locked onto the blood trickling from Luo Qingsong's mouth.

"It was a disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect."

Luo Qingsong replied with a face full of guilt.

"Gaofeng, who injured you?" The master of the Ancient Sword Gate looked at his wounded disciple, his heart aching deeply.

"A disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect."

Gaofeng lowered his head, his mind still lingering on that astonishing sword strike from Chen Ping'an.

That sword strike was simply too powerful; it lingered relentlessly in his mind.

Another disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect!

The master of the Ancient Sword Gate and the master of the Herb Garden exchanged glances, their eyes filled with profound shock.

"Chu Potian, who was it?"

"Zixia, who eliminated you?"

The sect master of the True Word Sect and the sect master of the Wind and Moon Sect asked almost simultaneously.

"A disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect."

Zixia and Chu Potian replied in unison.

Still a disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect!

The moods of the two sect masters instantly soured.

However, seeing that Zixia was uninjured, Jiang Luoyue felt a sense of relief wash over her, though her brows furrowed slightly as she looked toward Du Longlong.

"Guixin..."

Master Leiyin also spoke softly.

"Master, it was a disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect... I... I was defeated."

Guixin wore a desolate expression, his face ashen. Despite exhausting every scheme to rally so many people, he still couldn't defeat that Azure Cloud Sect disciple in the end.

He was simply too useless!

Guixin's complexion turned a ghastly shade of gray, and his vital energy began to fluctuate violently.

"Not good, my disciple's state of mind is destabilizing!"

Master Leiyin cried out in alarm, instantly appearing by Guixin's side, knocking him unconscious with a single palm strike, and then whisking him away from the Azure Cloud Sect.

"Sect Master Du, if my Great Chan Temple's Guixin suffers even the slightest mishap, this old monk will not spare that Azure Cloud Sect disciple!"

Before leaving, he dropped a chilling remark.

"You old bald donkey, how dare you threaten me?"

Du Longlong cursed furiously.

The Great Chan Temple was simply too arrogant. Ten thousand years ago, they had been firmly suppressed by the Azure Cloud Sect, relegated to second place in the Northern Province.

Now, as the head of the righteous path, the Great Chan Temple was increasingly shedding its monastic demeanor, daring to openly threaten him, Du Longlong, in public.

Threatening him would have been one thing.

Yet that old bald donkey Leiyin had actually dared to threaten the ancestor of the Azure Cloud Sect—this was something Du Longlong found utterly intolerable.

Now that the proud disciples of the various sects had been teleported out, he knew without thinking that it was their ancestor flexing his might and giving these little fellows a severe thrashing.

"The ancestor still knows how to cherish jade; Su Huan and Zixia came out completely unscathed..."

Sweeping his gaze over Su Huan of the Spirit Beast Mountain and Zixia, Du Longlong couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Yan Chitian felt that the general trend was lost and sighed, "Su Huan, are you the same as them?"

Su Huan's face flushed slightly. "No, I withdrew on my own."

She had been terrified, which was why she proactively activated her token to teleport out.

She knew very well at the time that within the Sword Pool Array, neither Ruan Ting nor that Azure Cloud Sect disciple would have given her a chance.

Thus, withdrawing voluntarily could also be considered a way to save face.

Seeing his beloved disciple's expression, Yan Chitian seemed to understand something and casually asked, "Who is still left at the Sword Pool?"

"Ruan Ting, and that Azure Cloud Sect disciple whom I don't recognize," Su Huan replied.

"Old Du, when did your Azure Cloud Sect recruit such a monstrous sword-dao prodigy?"

Yan Chitian looked at Du Longlong.

"Sect secret, no comment."

Du Longlong closed his eyes and attuned his mind, answering in a mysterious tone.

Old Du's composed and unfazed demeanor made Yan Chitian shake his head repeatedly in exasperation, cursing the Azure Cloud Sect for lacking a sense of fair play.

Within the Azure Cloud Secret Realm.

"Senior Sister, go ahead."

Chen Ping'an sheathed his sword, looked at the familiar Sword Pool, and said with a smile.

The pool water appeared milk-white and silver, composed of terrifying sword intent. Entering it could temper one's physical body and grant supreme Azure Cloud sword intent.

"Junior Brother, this quota belongs to you. I didn't do anything; I would feel ashamed to accept it."

Ruan Ting shook her head and refused.

She had already broken through to the tenth-layer peak of the Golden Body Realm this time and was more than satisfied; she had no qualification to enter the Sword Pool.

"Go."

Chen Ping'an walked in the opposite direction.

Ruan Ting cried out, "Junior Brother, come back!"

Chen Ping'an turned a deaf ear and continued on his unstopped pace.

"Junior Brother, what on earth are you..." Watching the departing figure, Ruan Ting's eyes welled with tears, her vision blurring.

She had never seen this Azure Cloud Sect junior brother before, yet his strength was inconceivably formidable, especially his mastery of the Azure Cloud Sword Technique, which left her utterly out of reach.

After a moment of silence.

Ruan Ting walked toward the Sword Pool.

She also yearned for this opportunity to be tempered by the Sword Pool.

Hum!

A barrier of light rose up, blocking her path, and Ruan Ting, holding her sword intent, was bounced right back.

"Huh, you can't get in?"

Chen Ping'an abruptly turned around, a look of astonishment on his face.

This shouldn't be happening.

After the opening of the Azure Cloud Secret Realm, the Sword Pool should allow one person to enter.

Ruan Ting was also a disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect, holding sword intent, and was fully qualified to enter, yet she had been blocked by the light barrier.

She had done everything right, so why couldn't she enter?

Even Chen Ping'an found it incomprehensible.

Ruan Ting tried repeatedly, but each time she was blocked by the light barrier, filling her with despair.

"Junior Brother, you give it a try."

Ruan Ting gave up.

Chen Ping'an walked over, frowned as he looked at the light barrier, and asked softly, "Has this kind of situation ever happened before?"

"Never."

"That's strange. Could it be that too much time has passed and this Sword Pool is aging..."

Chen Ping'an muttered to himself.

With that, holding his sword intent, he stepped forward and entered.

The light barrier was smooth, allowing Chen Ping'an to pass right through without the slightest obstruction.

Ruan Ting: "..."

This Sword Pool actually possessed spiritual intelligence...

She sighed inwardly; the one who had truly defeated the disciples of the major sects was this junior brother, not her.

At that moment, she felt she had no face left to stay, and without hesitation, she activated her token and teleported away.

Seeing that Ruan Ting had also left, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but laugh and cry.

To him, the Sword Pool was dispensable. After all, the most precious Azure Cloud sword intent here was something he had comprehended long ago, and as for tempering the physical body with sword intent, it wasn't strictly necessary for him either.

As the ancestor, how could he possibly snatch resources from an Azure Cloud Sect disciple?

Chen Ping'an sighed.

He could only slowly walk toward the depths of the Sword Pool. Since he was already here, he might as well temper his physical body a bit.

Swish, swish...

The water of the Sword Pool gently rippled.

"Disciple, you've arrived. Your master has been waiting for you for a long time..." A clear and melodious voice echoed.

Master?

Hearing this voice, Chen Ping'an felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his entire mind thrown into turmoil.

Master was still alive?

How could this be? His master was merely an ordinary cultivator; it was impossible to achieve longevity.

wisps of colorful radiance flew out from the bottom of the pool, weaving together in mid-air to form a beautiful figure.

It was a young girl dressed in a green robe, carrying a sword on her back, exuding an extraordinary, heroic bearing.

Her pretty oval face featured exquisite, painterly features, and her skin was as white and tender as frost. Her figure was curvaceous and well-proportioned; even though she wore a loose, oversized green robe, it could hardly conceal her stunning curves.

Her green robe fluttered in the wind, and the hem inadvertently revealed a pair of slender, flawless jade legs, radiating an infinite allure.

Looking at his familiar master, Chen Ping'an stopped breathing, his eyes widened, and his entire being fell into a state of profound shock.

Master, was she actually still alive?