Longevity Fairy: Sister, Please Wait A Little Longer

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations Ning Wanqiu's Sword

At this moment, Nan Gongli heard the thief's cry and was quite happy.

'I don't have time. Didn't you see that the sect master just finished her Lightning Tribulation?!'

Aunt Nangong complained in her heart. She didn't even dare to reply to the voice transmission. When she looked up again, the shadow above had already disappeared.

High in the sky,

Ning Wanqiu's original body was moving rapidly in the wind.

She had been in seclusion for more than three months and finally found the most crucial point to break through to the Soul Formation realm. She crossed the threshold and entered a new realm.

A Soul Refinement realm cultivator was considered a grand cultivator in the entire world.

A Soul Refinement realm cultivator could survive even if only a trace of their soul was left. They could also refine their soul and have one or more clones that were almost as powerful as the original body.

After breaking through, Ning Wanqiu felt that the world had changed. It was clear, so clear that she could see every speck of dust.

In addition, the Blue Cloud Sect's providence had skyrocketed.

She was the sect master. Her breakthrough would naturally lead to the overall improvement of the Blue Cloud Sect.

However, this improvement was a bit too much.

Therefore, Ning Wanqiu pinched her fingers and calculated after the first bolt of lightning struck.

Time was limited.

She only saw Nan Gongli and Chu Changge in the vast karma.

Ah Li still didn't listen to her and went to interact with that child.

However, the result was good. With this providence, she was more confident about the Tribulation Transcendence.

Because of this, Ning Wanqiu smiled when she looked at Chu Bai. It was an appreciative and loving smile.

Which elder wouldn't like a child who could help the family?

Of course, Ning Wanqiu also saw Pei Luoshen.

She didn't need to calculate to identify Pei Luoshen. She could tell what physique she had and what cultivation technique she cultivated by looking at her soul.

The Devil Sect was here. This time, they were targeting the next sect master of the Blue Cloud Sect.

Very good!

It was a pity that it wasn't the original body. Otherwise, she could use this opportunity to lure the old devil out and settle the score.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Ning Wanqiu was getting closer to the Ten Thousand Swords Villa on the south bank of the river.

On the other side.

It was the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, one of the four superpowers.

The Ten Thousand Swords Villa was also known as the Ten Thousand Swords Valley because it was a long way from the outside.

However, the Ten Thousand Swords Manor was built on top of a mountain, and there was a huge sword stele erected on the first step of the mountain path.

There were no inscriptions on the monument. Instead, there were countless broken swords inserted into the ground. It was rumored that this was proof of the defeat of the swordsmen who came to challenge them.

The Ten Thousand Swords Manor revered the way of the sword, and even the alchemists in the manor had to devote some of their energy to cultivating the way of the sword.

Some people commented that the Ten Thousand Swords Villa's disciples had already reached the point of fanaticism and obsession with swords.

He couldn't stand up to the other party's strength.

The Master of Ten Thousand Swords was at the Soul Tempering Stage, and there were more than ten Soul Formation Stage Elders. The Grand Ancestor was at the Dao Integration Stage, and he was protected by an ascended Immortal Lord.

Ten years ago, the current Ten Thousand Swords Villa's Villa Master, Wan Sanqian, had challenged the Blue Cloud Sect's Sect Master, Ning Wanqiu.

The content of the Vietnam War was that if Wan Sanqian lost, he could forget about being Great Zhou's number one swordsman. If Ning Wanqiu lost, she had to admit that the Ten Thousand Swords Manor was the leader of the way of the sword.

Calculating the time,

The ten-year period was almost up. The two of them were both at the peak of the Semi-God Realm. The former had already entered the Soul Refining Realm, while the latter was still at the peak of the Semi-God Realm. More and more people were criticizing the Blue Cloud Sect.

Early in the morning, two sword boys were cleaning up on the sword platform.

"Hey, Little Seven, I heard from Senior Brother that the time for the battle between our Villa Master and the Blue Cloud Sect in the north is coming. Do you know?"

The other sword boy was very proud. "Of course I know about this. I also know the secret story between the Villa Master and the Blue Cloud Sect Master."

F * ck!

Could the small story of a big shot be casually said?

Of course..,

There was no one else around, and talking about it wouldn't get pregnant.

"Actually, it's very simple. The Villa Master and the Blue Cloud Sect Master are prodigies of the same generation. There are conflicts between the two sects, but the Ten Thousand Swords Villa and the Blue Cloud Sect belong to the righteous path. The prodigies fight side by side with the fairies and share trials and tribulations. I don't need to say more about the rest, right?"

The little sword boy who started the topic asked, "If it's that exciting, why aren't they together?"

His voice became even softer. "I only heard about it. Don't spread it around."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"At first, Manor Master Wan liked the Emerald Cloud Sect Master more. Later, she heard that the Emerald Cloud Sect Master brought bad luck to her husband, so she gave up."

“！！！”

It was even more exciting than before.

The dignified Emerald Cloud Sect Master was still a widow?

The two disciples continued to chat and talked about a few melodramatic stories in the sect.

Suddenly, one of them looked up and asked in confusion, "Hey, why is the sky dark?"

The other disciple looked up as well. "Dark clouds, is it going to rain?"

The huge dark clouds pressed down on the sky above the Ten Thousand Swords Villa.

There were electric arcs flashing in the clouds, and the wind was blowing. However, it didn't seem like it was going to rain.

"No, look, there's someone under the clouds!"

There was indeed someone under the clouds. She had black hair and white clothes, and she was holding a shining long sword.

Then —

"Wan Sanqian, come out and receive the sword!"

Her voice traveled thousands of miles.

"Wan Sanqian, I, Ning Wanqiu of the Emerald Cloud Sect, am here today to invite you to receive the sword!"

For a moment, countless gazes looked up at the sky. Some were Qi Condensation, and some were Nascent Soul and Soul Formation.

Ning Wanqiu, the Emerald Cloud Sect Master.

No one dared to impersonate such a person in such a public manner.

The sword cultivators thought of the ten-year agreement.

But the time wasn't up yet.

However, the person who agreed to the battle was already here. If the Ten Thousand Swords Villa chickened out, they wouldn't need to fight in half a year.

At the same time, in the secret cave of the mountain.

A middle-aged figure slowly opened his eyes, then sighed. "Sigh, why do you have to do this?"

He had already seen that Ning Wanqiu had entered the Soul Tempering Realm, but she was obviously in the early stage. She was no match for him.

Ning Wanqiu under the dark clouds didn't care about this. She raised her long sword and slashed.

"Wan Sanqian, stop talking nonsense. If you can take this sword, I'll lose. If you can't, then stop talking about the first sword!"

The sword rose and fell. It seemed like an ordinary slash, but it completely dispersed the dark clouds behind her.

The sky was bright, but it was dark again. It was as if a giant had appeared in the sky, covering the sky and the sun. He held a huge sword in his hand and slashed at the sword stele at the foot of the mountain!

Today was not the day for the battle, so Wan Sanqian could come slowly and start the battle.

Ning Wanqiu could not wait any longer.

She had just broken through to the Soul Refining Realm, so she wouldn't be able to last that long in her peak state.

Therefore, her purpose in coming here was to let Wan Sanqian receive her strongest attack!

What if Wan Sanqian doesn't accept?

That's easy.

Ning Wanqiu's sword was not aimed at the disciples or the elders. Instead, it was aimed at the sword stele that represented the glory of the Ten Thousand Swords Manor.

If Wan Sanqian allowed her to destroy the sword stele, there would be no need to fight this battle either. The Ten Thousand Swords Manor's face would be shattered, so what was there to fight?

The sword slashed down.

It was soundless, but it carried a sword will that was like the might of the heavens.

After that, the Ten Thousand Swords Villa regained its light.

A figure returned to the top of the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

Wan Sanqian received the sword.

The corner of his mouth was stained with blood.

"Manor Lord!"

"Manor Head, Ning Wanqiu is being unreasonable. Let's take her back!"

After that sword strike, Sect Master Ning immediately withdrew, crisp and efficient.

The middle-aged sword cultivator, Wan Sanqian, waved his hand and said, "Forget it. This sword is what my Ten Thousand Swords Manor owes the Blue Cloud Sect. It's only one sword, but we've settled a grudge. It's worth it."

(End of Chapter)