Chapter 118: That Guy

Chapter 118: That Guy

"Sect Master, should we use that move again?"

Upon receiving Su Qinian’s approval, the Sword Pavilion disciple’s eyes gleamed with excitement.

"That’s right—same move as always!"

Su Qinian narrowed his eyes, sneering coldly. "The skies above our Sword Pavilion are sacred, not to be violated! Even with our record of shooting down twelve flying boats in a single year, there are still fools who dare to fly one over our heads? Courting death!"

With a wave of his hand, he commanded, "Go make the preparations!"

"Yes, Pavilion Master!"

—

"Qingran, I suddenly have a very bad feeling about this…"

Yue Qianchi had always trusted her instincts—they had saved her from peril countless times. But now that they were already within Sword Pavilion’s territory, what could possibly go wrong?

"Senior Sister… I don’t think the Pavilion Master knows we have a flying boat," Li Qingran murmured as she gazed at the towering mountain peaks ahead.

"When we were at Lingxi Valley, flying in so boldly was already pretty disrespectful. Sword Pavilion must have similar rules, right? Do you think… it’s possible they might try to shoot us down?"

Yue Qianchi’s face instantly drained of color.

"Sh*t!"

Now she understood where that bad feeling had come from.

Given the way Sword Pavilion handled things, any unknown flying boat entering their sect’s airspace wouldn’t be scanned, warned, and then warned again.

No, their policy was simple: see an unfamiliar flying boat? Blast it out of the sky.

As for "familiar" flying boats?

There were none.

Because Sword Pavilion didn’t own any.

Flying boats were a luxurious waste of Spirit Stones, providing zero combat advantage compared to a flying sword.

Even if someone gifted a flying boat to Sword Pavilion, the elders would immediately dismantle it and sell the parts for Spirit Stones.

So even if their flying boat had a Sword Pavilion emblem, the disciples wouldn’t believe it.

And as for her brain-dead master and the wayward elders?

Yeah, they’d never believe it.

Just as Yue Qianchi realized disaster was imminent—

HUMMMMM—!

A spiritual ripple surged from Sword Pavilion’s mountain gates, parting the clouds, sending flocks of birds scattering in all directions.

Her heart sank.

"Oh no… the Sect’s Grand Formation just activated!"

Yue Qianchi rushed to the front of the flying boat, frantically trying to send a voice transmission to the disciples below.

But they were still too far from the mountain gate—her transmission wouldn’t reach.

Left with no choice, she sprinted back to Li Qingran, urgency in her voice:

"Junior Sister, we need to get off the flying boat immediately—that guy is coming!"

"That guy?" Li Qingran blinked in confusion.

Before she could ask further—

A long, echoing wolf howl split the skies.

—

Back Mountain of Sword Pavilion

Su Qinian stood at the entrance of a massive, pitch-black cavern, now unsealed by the Grand Formation.

Inside, a pair of glowing crimson eyes stared back at him.

Even though the creature’s full form was hidden in darkness, just its gaze alone was enough to reveal its massive size.

Yet, neither Su Qinian nor the other disciples showed the slightest fear.

"Do a good job, and I’ll find you a wife next year," Su Qinian said, gesturing for the disciples to open the gates.

The heavy stone gate rumbled as it lifted.

A piercing wolf howl tore through the sky.

Then—

A massive shadow burst from the cave, thundering forward with booming footsteps, like a black hurricane tearing across the mountain.

Sword Pavilion’s Guardian Beast—

The Howling Moon Wolf King, Da Ha.

A late-stage Demon King, equivalent to a Late Nascent Soul cultivator.

Its traits: thick-skinned, gray fur, three-flame markings on its face, and incredibly powerful.

Its weaknesses?

One-track mind.

Too much energy.

Obsessed with destruction.

Su Qinian’s master plan: let Da Ha wreck the flying boat.

After all—

"The Guardian Beast doesn’t know any better—what’s the big deal if it destroys a flying boat?"

"Its job is to protect the sect—if it attacks something flying over Sword Pavilion, that’s totally reasonable!"

"A flying boat can be repaired—but can you fix the psychological damage to our poor Guardian Beast?! He’s just a child! If he gets hurt, you owe us compensation!"

In short, robbing flying boats was one of Sword Pavilion’s main revenue streams every year.

However, in recent years, fewer and fewer flying boats dared to pass over Sword Pavilion’s airspace.

The only ones who still did were sect heirs—naïve young elites who had just left their sects for their first cultivation journey.

These second-generation sect disciples typically came from powerful backgrounds, so as Sword Pavilion’s Pavilion Master, Su Qinian couldn’t just loot them completely.

For the sake of maintaining appearances, he’d at least let them leave with their clothes on.

And judging by the extravagance and sheer size of the flying boat overhead—

It was definitely carrying an extremely wealthy sect heir.

Su Qinian grinned to himself.

He was already planning how to spend the loot.

First, he’d replenish the sect’s inventory.

Then, he’d buy some materials for Yue Qianchi’s sword—that girl had been using a dull blade for too long but was too stingy to replace it.

Oh, and some premium spirit wine—stealing from Xu An’s stash all the time wasn’t sustainable.

If there were extra Spirit Stones, he’d even treat Da Ha—let the big guy enjoy himself a little. After all, if the wolf bottled up too much energy, it could lead to… problems.

Da Ha was already an expert at dismantling flying boats.

With him on the job, they could completely take it apart before the victims even had a chance to call for reinforcements.

"Kekeke~"

Watching those gleaming Spirit Stones practically fall into his lap, Su Qinian almost felt like standing with his hands on his hips and laughing into the sky.

—

"Master! Don’t attack—it’s me and Qingran!"

A voice rang out in his mind.

Su Qinian froze, the grin on his face stiffening.

His gaze locked onto the tiny black speck in the distance—the flying boat.

Right next to it was an even larger black speck, its wings spread wide—

Da Ha.

"Holy sh*t! The ones on that flying boat are Yue Qianchi and Li Qingran?!"

Su Qinian’s expression changed dramatically.

As a Late Nascent Soul cultivator, he instantly pinpointed the origin of the voice transmission.

Given his understanding of Yue Qianchi, there was no need to verify whether it was really her.

The surrounding Sword Pavilion disciples were also stunned.

"No way…"

"Where the hell did Senior Sister Yue and Junior Sister Li get a flying boat?!"

"That’s not the problem! Who’s going to stop Da Ha?!"

BOOM—!

A violent gust of wind sent the Sword Pavilion disciples tumbling.

Before the deafening shockwave even faded, Su Qinian had already launched himself into the sky.

—

At the front of the flying boat—

Da Ha’s mind was already completely overtaken by a primal urge.

【DESTROY FLYING BOAT! BREED! DESTROY FLYING BOAT! BREED!】

It didn’t matter if Yue Qianchi was on it.

Didn’t matter if Li Qingran was on it.

All lies!

They were all fake!

Nothing could stop him from tearing this flying boat apart—

"HOOOOWL—!"

Da Ha dove down, aiming straight for the horrified Yue Qianchi and Li Qingran.

His massive body twisted midair, slamming directly into the flight formation array of the flying boat.

"BEAST! STOP—!!"

Su Qinian was so furious his face turned green.

But Da Ha cultivated sword techniques, meaning his flight speed wasn’t much slower than Su Qinian’s.

Since Su Qinian reacted a second too late, he was ten steps behind.

All he could do was watch helplessly as Da Ha crashed down—

"We’re screwed!"

—

At that moment—

Space warped at the front of the flying boat.

A white-haired cultivator suddenly appeared.

He didn’t use any grand techniques.

Didn’t even seem to move much.

He simply stood in midair—

And kicked.

BOOM—!!!

For a brief instant, space itself fractured.

Then, under the laws of the Dao, it slowly mended itself.

A powerful shockwave burst outward, shattering the surrounding clouds and violently hurling the flying boat a hundred meters away.

As for Da Ha—

The massive beast was sent hurtling backward—

Even faster than before.

Before anyone could blink, he had vanished from sight.

BOOOOM!

A mountainside in the distance collapsed, followed by an agonized beastly roar.

Su Qinian gulped, his throat dry as he stared at the white-haired figure standing high above.

Just as he was about to speak—

The white-haired cultivator let out a cold snort.

【This is your first warning.】

【If it happens again—】

【I won’t mind having some roast wolf for dinner.】