Chapter 14: Encountering Danger, Where There's a Policy, There's a Countermeasure...
Dark clouds loomed overhead, thunder rumbled, and occasionally streaks of platinum light flashed across the sky.
Chang Yu, dressed in white, stood indifferently beneath the thunder, her head never raised, her white robes fluttering slightly.
Lei Huang pointed to the cave entrance in front of him: "Entering this entrance will take you straight to the bottom of the valley."
Chang Yubai nodded.
Without uttering a word, Chang Yubai immediately stepped into the valley entrance. The instant his clothes brushed past the entrance, a purple light swept across the cave like a stroke of a brush, and the original entrance vanished in an instant.
Lei Huang watched Chang Yubai enter the trial before turning back with peace of mind.
Lian Wushuang was also watching from the side. Seeing that the entrance to the valley was closed and Chang Yubai had no chance of regretting his escape, a wicked smile crept up her lips. Then, she activated her spiritual power and ran towards the guest rooms of the Liaowang Sect behind her.
Liaowangzong.
It was early morning, and the sect disciples, dressed in purple school uniforms and holding weapons, were standing in the large training ground practicing their skills.
One side of the training ground was surrounded by mountains, and on one of the mountains stood a pavilion with windows that opened outwards, facing the scene of the disciples in the training ground.
Lian Wumiao gently parted the window screen with her delicate hands, quietly observing the bustling yet orderly crowd below the mountain.
Her room was specially arranged by her sister. Every day when she opened her eyes, she could hear the loud shouts outside the window, and when she opened the window, she could see the cultivators gathered outside for their training.
If you get up early, you can see disciples flying in vehicles, slowly approaching in the morning light, just like the immortals depicted in mortal paintings.
A maidservant hurriedly came to Lian Wumiao's side, bowed respectfully, and then whispered a few words in Lian Wumiao's ear.
Lian Wumiao's clear eyes flashed with surprise: "Where is he? Is he still in the guest room?"
Maid: "The child is still here, but the young man has already entered the cave entrance for the trial at the bottom of the valley."
"They're already inside?" Lian Wumiao quickly stood up. "It's too late. Quickly grab something from the drawer and come with me to the guest room to rescue them."
Meanwhile, in the guest room, Xiao Li Qingyun had already packed her things on the bed. With a wave of her hand, she put the bundle and the bed into her mustard seed space.
Li Qingyun: "..." It wasn't intentional.
But he couldn't resist Chang Yubai's suggestion; Lei Huang certainly wouldn't care about sharing a bed.
There's no point in arguing; he's going to run away anyway.
The sensing talisman in Li Qingyun's hand had dimmed, and the person on the other side of the talisman had entered a place that could not be connected by spiritual power, which meant that he had lost all means of contacting Chang Yubai.
Having lost their biggest trump card, the best course of action is to pack up and leave as soon as possible!
Chang Yubai suggested that he run only after something happened. Please, if something really happened, he would be finished. How far could a mere beginner martial artist like him escape? When a villain makes a move, he strikes swiftly and decisively. How could he possibly leave his prey to catch its breath!
Do you have any experience being a bad guy?
Li Qingyun pushed open the back window of the guest room, and with a small leap, landed successfully.
But after looking up, Xiaoyun didn't move at all.
Lian Wushuang had already followed his spiritual presence and arrived at the back window.
What if you run into your mortal enemy as soon as you step out the door?
Startled, Li Qingyun didn't hesitate and used her maximum spiritual power to crush a teleportation talisman.
"How could they have arrived so quickly!" Li Qingyun cried out in her heart in terror.
This woman is even more persistent than I imagined!
Master Chang's judgment of people is truly terrible. He clearly didn't anticipate the right time to escape. This father and daughter had no intention of letting the master and his apprentice have a few days of peace!
But Master Chang's teleportation talisman was really useful; he managed to escape right under Lian Wushuang's nose.
As soon as Li Qingyun landed, she cast another teleportation spell.
Although it wasn't Lei Huang who came, could Lian Wushuang really let him escape so easily?
As Li Qingyun recalled her repeated escapes and recaptures, a sense of foreboding arose within her.
Looking back, a patch of purplish spots was flying in from the horizon.
Lian Wushuang actually mobilized thousands of disciples from the Liaowang Sect to capture him.
Li Qingyun: !!!
Oh no, now he can be certain that Lian Wushuang really knows her stuff and is determined to take him away.
How can I dodge this?!
Li Qingyun dared not linger and crushed another teleportation talisman. Although these talismans were expensive, cultivators would not waste them on catching children. However, the disciples of the Liaowang Sect were of varying abilities, including some low-level cultivators who had been promoted by wealthy families. They threw talismans out like they were free, let alone a small teleportation talisman.
"Qiao Li, capture him, and I'll promote you to an inner disciple!" Lian Wushuang's urging voice rang out in the air.
The noble disciple named Qiao Li was overjoyed and pulled out a large handful of talismans, which began to explode one after another.
At first, his spiritual power was weak and far inferior to Li Qingyun's teleportation, but he could use it quickly and frequently. In no time, he caught up with Xiao Li Qingyun, his arm outstretched, about to grab the child's collar.
Lian Wushuang also saw that he was about to succeed, so she quickly increased her speed as she caught up and sprinted forward.
Li Qingyun: Oh no!!
"Leave." A sudden streak of light struck Qiao Li's hand, deflecting his attempt to grab Li Qingyun's hand and knocking him to the ground, where he clutched his arms and screamed in pain.
Lian Wushuang's anger surged, especially after she realized who was obstructing her.
"Lian Wumiao?! You dare to ruin my plans!"
Another one surnamed Lian? Li Qingyun's heart skipped a beat, and he cried out that he was doomed. How could he be surrounded by wolves in front and tigers behind? Could it be that Lei Huang Lian Fengye would also get involved in this soon?
Lian Wumiao landed slowly with light, cloud-like steps, but instead of attacking Li Qingyun as he had expected, she stretched out her arms and used her long sleeves to protect the child behind her.
"Lian Wushuang, this is the Liaowang Sect, not a place for you to run rampant."
Lian Wushuang was both angry and amused. Her gaze swept over the disciples who stood in the outer circle, too afraid to make a move: "What a joke! Besides my father, who else would dare to say a bad word about me?"
Then, gritting his teeth, he said fiercely, "Get out of my way! Otherwise, I'll beat you up too, you cripple!"
Lian Wumiao was thin and frail, standing in the swirling torrent like a bamboo pole, her voice gentle yet unwavering: "I cannot stand by and watch you bully a child."
Then, the jade bracelets, necklaces, and other ornaments on her body simultaneously shone, and the magical artifact on her wrist detached, transforming into a sharp ring blade that soared into the sky to confront Lian Wushuang's moves.
When Lei Huang's two beloved daughters started fighting at the same time, it was not something outsiders could interfere with. The disciples of the Liaowang Sect hurriedly took cover, scattering like birds and beasts, afraid of getting involved in the slightest dispute.
"Impossible!" Lian Wushuang refused to believe it. "Where did you get this treasure..."
Lian Wushuang suddenly realized: "I know, it's Li Lang? He actually left you a treasure for self-defense?"
It's actually a Tier 1 treasure with its own consciousness!
Lian Wushuang was driven mad with jealousy, and her attacks became increasingly fierce.
"Lian Wumiao! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you right now and put an end to your hopes with Li Lang!"
Bolts of lightning fell downwards, but fortunately, the ring blade was strong enough to withstand the heavenly lightning and block the spiritual power attacks, preventing Lian Wumiao and Li Qingyun below from being injured.
Li Qingyun hid behind Lian Wumiao, both scared and panicked: "Big sister, you must win!"
Lian Wumiao sensed the child behind her rushing to her side, clinging tightly to her, and the conviction in his eyes grew even stronger.
Ignoring her wildly trembling hands, she focused on sending a message to the magical artifact in the air: Please, you must win, Sumeru Jade Ring!
...
At the bottom of Leizhen Valley.
As Chang Yubai stepped over the last step and his front foot touched the ground, he heard an unusual sound. He quickly turned to the side and dodged two bolts of lightning that suddenly came flying at him.
This is just the beginning; with each step forward, all sorts of traps are triggered.
"The whole house is equipped with automated traps, that's pretty high-end." Chang Yubai nodded.
"..."
Surprisingly, after he said that, the trap paused for a second before intensifying its attack on him.
Hey, you can't even handle this anymore!
A flash of white light appeared in Chang Yubai's hand as he drew his old friend, the longsword Anning, and charged forward with a flourish of his sword.
Bian Chong didn't forget to cheer on his old friend: "Good brother, we're invincible together!"
The newly acquired Black Scale Sword was indeed powerful, even surpassing the Yellow Rank longsword in rank, but the Tranquility Sword was Chang Yubai's old partner that he had used for nearly a hundred years. With the thin sword in hand, he was skilled in every move.
With a single sword strike, the sword soared through the air like a dragon leaping across a pond, nimbly weaving through various traps to attack, while also precisely destroying the source of the traps' activation.
Chang Yubai had sharp eyes; he destroyed every threat he could see, leaving no trace of trouble.
With a hand gesture, Anning Sword was sheathed, its clear sound echoing from the bottom of the valley.
And so, Chang Yubai fought his way to a large bronze gate.
The bronze gate, nine feet high, stood solemnly in front of the long road, blocking all paths.
The head of a majestic beast is carved on the facade. Upon closer inspection, it resembles a Qilin from ancient folk paintings, or the most famous dragon shape on the mainland.
Chang Yubai dared not underestimate it; he could feel the surrounding spiritual pressure gathering.
This is a sign of impending danger.
Boom—
Chang Yubai's ears twitched, catching the sound coming from underground.
In the same instant, he leaped into the air, his longsword hovering in the air, one foot supporting him on the plane of the sword, hovering in mid-air.
The ground where he had just stood had been pierced by divine lightning, leaving only a pitted and muddy area.
mud?
Chang Yubai looked up.
"Is it raining?"
Where does the rain come from underground?
The water droplets were actually seeping from a crack in the ground above.
"Water conducts electricity, what if you fall in..."
If this puddle were combined with the divine lightning from underground, one can imagine how terrifying the combined effect would be.
Chang Yubai, standing on his flying sword, began to ponder:
Your water and lightning combination is powerful, but what if I pull out an insulation package?
And so a piece of bark, fresh and clean, was thrown onto the ground.
Boom—
The moment the bark touched the ground, it was struck into pieces by a powerful electric current.
Chang Yubai thought for a moment, then took out another piece of tree bark, this time imbued it with some spiritual power, and threw it to the ground again.
The second piece of bark was fortunate enough to escape the calamity and was not shattered by the divine lightning.
Undeterred, the divine lightning began to circle around the tree bark, clearly looking for an opportunity to ambush the intruder.
Chang Yubai figured out the trick and started pulling out everything he knew that could insulate against the elements, imbuing it with spiritual power, and throwing it all onto the ground.
Chang Yu threw out a series of blurry images from his hand without taking a break, but someone else was already in a hurry.
"Stop, stop, stop—"
The voice was old and hurried, but it came from the door next to it.
Chang Yubai looked over suddenly, and the dragon head carved on the door came to life, speaking through its bronze exterior.
Old Dragon Head: Stop! Where did you get all this junk?
Chang Yubai: "It was just something I did."
Then keep throwing.
The old dragon head grew impatient: "Stop!—"
Chang Yubai stopped and looked at him again, her eyes filled with doubt.
Old Dragon Head, though physically absent, felt drenched in sweat: "You're here to explore the valley, not to dump garbage. Don't turn my doorway into a garbage dump."
Chang Yubai: "Oh."
Chang Yubai remained expressionless: "Then remove the underground mines that could launch surprise attacks."
Old Dragon Head: "You—cough, I don't understand what you're saying."
So Chang Yubai continued to pile up garbage—no, insulation gift packages.
Old Dragon Head: "Stop, stop, stop! Alright! Now there won't be any more thunderbolts hitting you from underground. Hurry up and clean up!"
Old Dragon Head: "After you're done cleaning up, give me some flower fragrance. Where did this brat come from? He looks like a beggar or a vagrant when he makes a move."
Chang Yubai retorted, "I have a home!"
Old Dragon Head: "...?"
Is your sudden display of power just to refute this statement?
Is this the key point?
Chang Yubai didn't hear a response and continued to emphasize, "I have a home! Once I've settled things with you, I can go find my master and go home with him! Our home is in Zhongzhou, where there are mountains, rivers, villages, and my favorite dessert shop!"
Old Dragon Head: Who asked you?!
The old man's forehead creased with a hint of speechlessness: "So how are you going to deal with me?"
Chang Yubai swiftly drew his sword: "I'll beat you up!"
"..." The old dragon head forcibly kept many words stuck in his throat.
In the end, he could only sigh helplessly: "You brat, open your eyes and see. Only those at the Venerable Martial Realm are worthy of being my opponents."
"Excuse me." Chang Yubai quickly sheathed his sword.
The levels in the Guanwu Continent are transparent; only those who surpass the other party by two major realms can avoid being spied on.
Chang Yubai couldn't see the cultivation level of the person opposite him. Either the person was just an ordinary statue in front of a gate, or the person's strength completely overwhelmed him.
Chang Yubai was certainly not here to fight. He had heard of the old thunder dragon that had been sleeping at the bottom of the valley a hundred years ago, and had also watched its heroic figure from afar a hundred years later. He came here today not only to say hello, but also for another purpose.
Feed them.
"……What's this?"
"Candy." Chang Yubai handed it to him tenderly. "You like it."
Old Thunder Dragon: ...How come I didn't know I liked to eat this?
But since they'd already given it to him, he took a bite and managed to show a look of surprise.
"Good, good, good!" Old Lei Long said three times. "You're really something, kid. This is the first time I've met someone like you in all these years."
Stupid? It doesn't seem like it.
However, they are quite flexible in terms of advancing and retreating, making it easy for them to save their lives.
Chang Yubai: Yay!
Li Tiansheng certified it, and it's Old Leilong's favorite. He really didn't lie to me!
"Don't eat too many, or you'll get cavities." Chang Yubai stopped offering candies.
Old Lei Long's beard bristled when he heard this.
Chang Yubai: "It really will cause cavities."
Li Tiansheng personally treated Lao Leilong's cavities—a true story!
Old Thunder Dragon spewed out two streams of angry hot air from his nostrils.
Forget it, he won't argue with the younger generation.
Moreover, it was a junior who had fed him.
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