Chen Xingtian was now extremely panicked.
As the owner of this civilian flying boat, his cultivation was only at the early Golden Core stage, barely raised by pills, with no hope of ever reaching Nascent Soul.
Fortunately, he had considerable family wealth and hired several guards.
Coupled with their slow civilian flying boat that lacked much profit, it had operated steadily for over a decade without being robbed.
But today, an aura like a crimson dragon violently pierced his flying boat, and moments later a fierce battle erupted on the deck.
The residual aura alone left him weak-kneed and unable to stand inside the cockpit.
“Where is Qingyang True Lord!”
Chen Xingtian shouted loudly.
Qingyang True Lord was his only Nascent Soul Realm guard on the flying boat.
A few years ago, the latter had fallen from the sky and just happened to crash onto Chen’s boat, so Chen had taken him in.
Upon awakening, Qingyang True Lord promised to serve as a flying boat guard for ten years and to hide from his enemies aboard.
Chen Xingtian had originally been reluctant to take him in, since anyone who could be so severely wounded by a great Nascent Soul cultivator’s enemies must be formidable.
But Qingyang True Lord promised not to cause trouble.
If pursued, he would personally draw the attackers away without implicating the boat.
Hiring a Nascent Soul True Lord as a guard was a luxury even some second-grade sects couldn’t afford, costing as much as several years’ worth of the boat’s profits.
Thinking of this, Chen Xingtian was tempted and agreed to let Qingyang True Lord stay.
Thanks to Qingyang True Lord, their boat had survived several flying beast storms and sky pirate raids over the years, lowering their insurance premiums repeatedly and leaving Chen with a large sum of savings.
Could it be that today Qingyang True Lord’s enemies had come for him?
“Boss, Qingyang True Lord has already fled!” a guard shouted to Chen Xingtian.
“He said he sensed the aura fluctuations of a Nascent Soul Lord and then flew away.”
“What!”
Chen Xingtian’s face instantly went pale.
How could a Nascent Soul Lord at that realm pay attention to their flying boat?
“That bastard, could it be that his enemies came looking for him and he used us as a scapegoat…”
He cursed Qingyang True Lord’s unreliability in his heart, but since they only had a verbal agreement and no talisman contract, Qingyang True Lord was bound by nothing.
He didn’t even know if the title “Qingyang True Lord” was genuine.
Chen Xingtian looked at the remaining guards who hadn’t fled, starkly contrasting with the escaped Qingyang True Lord, and suddenly felt somewhat encouraged.
“Everyone calm down. I’ve contacted the nearest flying boat merchants for backup.”
“Once we survive this, I, Chen Xingtian, will richly reward the guards who stay and don’t abandon the flying boat!”
Hearing this, the guards exchanged glances and gave bitter smiles.
They weren’t staying because they wanted to but because they couldn’t escape.
The two Nascent Soul Lords were fighting too fiercely on the deck.
Even Qingyang True Lord suffered serious injuries while breaking out through the Sword Qi residue.
These Foundation Establishment cultivators dared not approach even slightly or face death.
***
On the deck
Staring at the Sword Qi less than three inches from her forehead, Xiao Qingxuan silently stopped.
The mysterious crimson sword cultivator had already been pierced through the abdomen by her sword, the dantian and Qi sea utterly shattered.
Even for a Nascent Soul cultivator, this wound was fatal.
But the figure then dissolved into a red mist before condensing again into a woman in a crimson robe.
She was tall and slender, with flowing jet-black hair.
Although wearing a satisfied smile, her crimson lips and gleaming teeth carried a faint madness, as if she might draw her sword and strike at any moment.
The most eye-catching were her long legs, exposed beyond the robe, their fair, smooth flesh impossible to look away from.
The only flaw was the steel plate on her chest—curving upwards at the back but flat in front, a shame given those proud legs.
“Just as expected of my good disciple, your cultivation has advanced another step since our last seclusion.”
“And your sword is fast and fierce, able to strike even your own master so ruthlessly.”
“Truly merciless!”
The woman claiming to be Xiao Qingxuan’s master laughed heartily and gave her a thumbs up.
Xiao Qingxuan silently retracted her Life-Bound Spirit Sword into her Heart Aperture.
Halfway through the fight, she realized this domineering sword cultivator was none other than her unreliable master.
Someone a cultivation realm behind her but still able to suppress her in Sword Dao—there was probably no one else in the world.
One of the three Dao Sovereigns at the Harmonious Dao stage of Sword Dao.
Known as the Emotionless Dao Sovereign, who cultivated the Sword Heart to perfection—Feng Linyi.
“Ah, the Nascent Soul Realm is indeed hard to defeat my good disciple. I couldn’t help but use Nascent Soul Lord level power in the middle of the fight.”
Xiao Qingxuan’s brows lifted slightly.
That phrase sounded familiar.
The Huanshen Sect Master Ming Mengmeng had used that excuse to ambush her once.
Only Feng Linyi was shameless enough to boost her power to Nascent Soul Lord level after realizing she was losing.
A contemptible Dao Sovereign who even bullied children.
No wonder she made enemies everywhere in the cultivation world.
“Come, let me see how badly you’re hurt.”
Feng Linyi grabbed Xiao Qingxuan and immediately infused the unique Sword Qi of the Emotionless Sword Dao into her.
“Left arm meridians damaged, three ribs fractured, dantian and Qi sea exhausted, Dao Foundation over half damaged…”
“Ugh, that little white-haired brat from the Huanshen Sect is really shameless to wound my disciple so badly.”
“I’ll definitely pay her a visit one day and give her a good lesson—uh, I mean, discipline her properly,” Feng Linyi said indignantly.
Xiao Qingxuan silently stared at her master.
Most of these injuries were caused by her, except the last, which came from refining the Sword Qi Seed.
Mentioning Ming Mengmeng, she suddenly recalled something important.
“Master, the Sword Slave Mark you placed on Sect Master Mengmeng may have already been broken by her.”
Since it concerned a Dao Sovereign at the Harmonious Dao stage, even to recover Ye Luqing’s memories, she had to report this to her master.
Feng Linyi was slightly stunned, then a playful smile curled at her lips.
“You gave her a seed of Emotionless Sword Qi?”
Xiao Qingxuan nodded slightly.
“Yes.”
Feng Linyi waved her hand and grinned.
“One little seed can’t satisfy her.”
“Decades ago, the Huanshen Sect came to me and traded a Heavenly Pill for three seeds. By rights, she should have dispelled that thing long ago. Yet, isn’t she still insatiable every day?”
“I heard she even started the Illusory Sword Faction to raise Sword Qi. After experiencing our Emotionless Sword Dao seed, no one else satisfies her.”
Speaking as if she were talking about her expertise, a mischievous gleam flashed in Feng Linyi’s eyes.
“My estimate is that five seeds aren’t enough for that little white-haired brat.”
“Every few decades, we’ll pay the Huanshen Sect a visit and trade seeds for their treasures.”
“Oh, right, once you reach the Dao Foundation stage, you won’t need to fear her. If she dares to attack you, just hit her with the Emotionless Sword Dao seed, and that little white-haired brat won’t be able to resist…”
In the midst of her lively chatter, Feng Linyi’s lecherous nature was fully revealed.