Chapter 549: 367: The Last Game_2

Chapter 549: Chapter 367: The Last Game_2

Pei Qingshuang evidently had not expected this, his eyes widening in shock as his long legs pushed off, swiftly taking him onto the platform of Dance Tool Dao Academy.

“It’s time for dinner, Qing Nu is waiting for me to feed her, I’m afraid she might be hungry.”

Chen Mobai’s casual words left Pei Qingshuang speechless.

“If you want to fight, wait until I had my dinner.”

“What time?”

“Let’s see, you just wait.”

Having said this, Chen Mobai, ignoring the gaping mouths and admiring looks of the crowd, calmly descended from the platform and left the island in the lake.

“Let’s go, grab a quick bite and hurry back, we can’t miss this duel.”

“Who needs food, us True Cultivators in Foundation Establishment, can go on without food for days, I’ll just wait right here.”

“That’s right, but I didn’t expect Battle Law Victory to still be enslaved by such earthly desire.”

“What do you know, didn’t you hear him? The key point is someone’s waiting for him to eat.”

“Who is this Qing Nu he was referring to?”

“I happen to have heard about her, gleaned while understanding Battle Law Victory’s past. She’s a Heavenly Spiritual Root of Jumang Daoist Academy…”

Before long, the remaining hundreds of True Cultivators in Foundation Establishment stage began to gossip.

Upon hearing that Chen Mobai and Qing Nu have been in a relationship since high school, they couldn’t help but exclaim, indeed, geniuses do attract each other.

Of course, many of them also noticed Pei Qingshuang, this genius swordsman from Mountain Sea Academy, with his head lowered, his fists clenching and loosening, only to helplessly watch Chen Mobai leave in the end.

However, he immediately descended to the lake surface, standing in the center of the circular ring.

The Qing Shuang Sword floated with him, hanging in the air.

…

In the Elixir Refining Room.

Chen Mobai and Qing Nu were dining on a delicate meal of three dishes and a soup when they suddenly noticed an uninvited guest arriving outside the door.

“Didn’t expect it to be Senior Wenren, would you like to join us?”

As Chen Mobai spoke, he pointed to the empty seat.

“No more chopsticks.”

Qing Nu chimed in.

“Thanks for the invite, I just wanted to explain why Cui was late today.”

“Oh, is there a story behind this, didn’t Pei Senior say it? The unsealing of the sword took longer than expected.”

Wenren Xuewei shook her head gently, then, under Qing Nu’s gaze, she sat down and began her narration.

“Actually, she had partially unsealed the power of the Qing Shuang Sword last night. The reason she intentionally arrived late today is because she heard my advice and wanted to create a good relationship with you, Junior Brother Chen.”

“Good relationship?”

Chen Mobai looked confused, still not understanding.

“Your battle with her is unpredictable, but the Enlightenment Tea has the best effect on those who have never drunk it. If she’s late, the first-place reward is certainly yours.”

Upon hearing Wenren Xuewei’s explanation, Chen Mobai finally understood her intention.

“My reward, she doesn’t need to give it up!”

Chen Mobai put down his bowl and chopsticks, speaking with a calm expression.

Upon hearing this, Wenren Xuewei was slightly taken aback, but then she smiled wryly, shaking her head, and explained.

“The Enlightenment Tea is more beneficial for you than her. You are Qualification of Deification, and the Immortal Gate is already preparing to open a new realm. Given your talent in magic duels, you’re very likely to make a huge leap forward during this war of realm opening. Our request today indeed has selfish motives, hoping it could bring us bigger returns in the future.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Mobai was finally somewhat surprised and taken aback.

“I didn’t expect you to hold such high expectations for me.”

Even though Chen Mobai often dreams of becoming the Lord of the Immortal Gate, and Ascend to become Immortals, he has a very clear self-awareness. He knows that just to reach Core Formation will require all of his accumulated resources and power from both realms. Nascent Soul formation is too far-fetched even to think about.

Unexpectedly, Wenren Xuewei and the others seemed certain about his future success, and wanted to place their bets on him ahead of time.

“Well, I should get going.”

After Wenren Xuewei finished speaking, she got up and left.

Before she turned around, she intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Qing Nu, who was quietly eating her meal.

“What do you think?”

When there were only two of them, Chen Mobai asked Qing Nu. She blinked and then chewed and swallowed the Spirit Rice in her mouth before finally speaking.

“It’s always better to assume good intentions than bad ones. When cultivating in the vast system of the Immortal Sect, unless you’re a Divinity Transformation elder, everyone needs to build connections to make their cultivation smoother.”

“Makes sense.”

Chen Mobai nodded approvingly, indicating that their thoughts were in high agreement.

Anyway, he had already secured his Enlightenment Tea, no matter how you looked at it.

Originally, he didn’t want to fight with Pei Qingshuang since there was no benefit, and there was a chance he could get hurt.

But since Wenren Xuewei had taken the trouble to explain, Chen Mobai couldn’t exactly stand her up.

Well, he might as well get a little exercise.

“Be careful, Pei Qingshuang is no ordinary cultivator.”

After finishing eating and clearing away her bowls and chopsticks, as Chen Mobai was getting ready to leave, Qing Nu spoke up, reminding him.

“I know, anyone who can make Lan Haitian wary is bound to be strong.”

“No, I mean she’s no ordinary person. Her mother is Tao Hua.”

Chen Mobai was startled by these words.

No wonder she had a Rank-4 Qing Shuang Sword and could drink Enlightenment Tea, she was a descendant of a Nascent Soul!

With a whirlwind of thoughts in his mind, Chen Mobai slowly made his way to the island in the lake.

He immediately saw Pei Qingshuang standing on the lake surface with her sword suspended in midair, causing him to gather all his distracting thoughts and land in the round arena.

“The sword’s name is Qing Shuang, inherited from the Sword Tower of the Shanhai Xue Palace, a top grade of Rank-4.”

After seeing Chen Mobai, Pei Qingshuang started the sword ceremony according to the rules of a sword cultivator.

She reached out to hold the hilt of the Qing Shuang Sword suspended in the air. Then, a grand and majestic Sword Intent burst out, like a divine sword rushing into the sky, cutting open the lake surface under her feet and revealing the twisted tree roots and sludge at the bottom of the lake.

Facing a Rank-4 Flying Sword, Chen Mobai drew his Flying Sparrow Hairpin, as usual.

Although there was a huge gap between Rank-2 and Rank-4, he was already about to unsheathe his sword.

However, it seemed that Pei Qingshuang was unable to fully control the power of the Qing Shuang Sword. In a short while, her cheeks began to turn red. The Sword Intent emanating from her body seemed to have reached a pinnacle, and she soon let go of the sword hilt, promptly retracting the majestic Sword Intent. She became as ordinary as a sword in a scabbard.

“My cultivation level is limited. I can only absorb four strands of the Qing Shuang Sword’s Sword Qi. If you can block four attacks, I admit defeat.”

Above the lake, Pei Qingshuang’s body floated. Her skin was as cold and white as ice, and a bone-chilling Sword Intent began to spread with her words, like a cold wave attacking in the middle of the night. No matter how thick your clothes were, they couldn’t stop the chill that numbed your bones.

“This is the first one, Frost White!”

As the onlookers began to shudder in the cold, Pei Qingshuang’s right hand, as white as jade, opened, and a stream of pure white coldness condensed into a white Qi Sword in her palm.

The Qi Sword hovered in the air, and wherever it passed, the entire lake surface began to freeze, and it even started to spread around.

In an instant, snowflakes began to float in the sky.

This sword could actually influence the weather!

Chen Mobai keenly sensed that this was Sword Qi, but its strength was not inferior to his own Sword Sha.

Opening his mouth, he spat out a Sword Pill, which had already absorbed ten drops of Liquid Spiritual Power from his Dantian Qi Sea. When the Sword Pill was spit out, it exploded immediately, and the green light transformed into a small, golden sun and shot out to meet Pei Qingshuang’s Qing Shuang Sword Qi.

Although the Sword Sha was two ranks higher than the Sword Qi, Chen Mobai’s Sword Sha surprisingly found itself on the back foot in the clash of the two forces.

The light in Chen Mobai’s eyes flickered as he activated the Sun Raising Technique to increase the temperature of his Sword Sha again.

Then he held his hands in the air, and bright green sparks burst from his fingers, which quickly condensed into a thunder ball the size of a skull and suddenly bombarded Pei Qingshuang’s unstoppable white Qi Sword.

In the rumbling noise,

The eruption of three Rank-3 powers half froze and half evaporated the arena in an instant.

In the midst of this miracle, the light in Pei Qingshuang’s eyes became even colder. She seemed to transform into an emotionless divine sword, flying high with the Qing Shuang Sword. The chilling Qi in her left hand began to condense again, but this time it turned into a pitch-black Sword Qi.

“Dark Frost!”