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Translator: Tamon
Translation Checker: Silavin
Qiu Qiantu shivered all over, feeling a chill creeping over his every fiber.
He knew exactly how strong Li Batian was, a 9th layer Golden Core, the peak of Ghost Province. With no Nascent Soul around, Li Batian’s cultivation allowed him to run amok throughout the province. Yet after a mere blink, Li Batian’s cultivation was now down to Qi Refining.
He watched the laughing Chen Changan with horror. [This guy is as plain as it gets, without any cultivation whatsoever. Unless…]
Qiu Qiantu grimaced and gasped as he staggered back.
“Sect Leader, what’s wrong?” A Ghost Skull Sect elder supported him, only to find Qiu Qiantu shivering.
“Impossible…” Qiu Qiantu muttered, sweat pouring down like rain.
[If this youth isn’t mortal, then only one person can suppress Li Batian’s cultivation so much.]
Chen Changan had to be way beyond him and Li Batian in cultivation, so much so that none could detect it.
[He must be a Nascent Soul expert! Damn it! A tiny Soaring Immortal Mountain held a Nascent Soul expert!? And I was planning on stealing his sanctuary. Was I that suicidal?]
He knew Li Batian was done for.
The man in question had a savage look as anger took over his mind. “What the hell did you do to me?”
“What do you think?”
Chen Changan smiled at Ling Bao’er. “Bao’er, their cultivation is down to Qi Refining Stage. You should now have strength in spades to take revenge.”
“Hi-hi-hi, Master is incredible. They’re weaker than me by a whole stage. If I can’t take revenge even now, I might as well just hang myself.”
A cold light shone as the Sacred Immortal Sword appeared in her hand. Ling Bao’er pointed it at Li Batian.
“Li Batian, your Evil Dragon Den killed so many of my sect’s people. Today I’ll take revenge for all my fellow disciples!”
Li Batian snorted, “Not even your father can kill me!”
As the boss of Evil Dragon Den, he had plenty of magic treasures on him. Even with lower cultivation, Ling Bao’er, at Foundation Establishment, still couldn’t take him on.
Ling Bao’er huffed. She flicked her sword and went for the kill.
“I won’t move a muscle, girl. That’ll teach you the difference between us!” Li Batian was brimming with confidence.
His body glowed golden as a golden scale armor covered him. It was a 4th grade armor, able to take on three strikes from a peak Golden Core cultivator.
In his eyes, no matter how hard Ling Bao’er tried, she couldn’t cut a hair on him with that armor protecting him. However, Ling Bao’er was coming down with the Sacred Immortal Sword.
Sacred Immortal Sword’s power exploded like a raging river. The golden scale armor ended up cut clean in just one strike.
Li Batian’s face fell. “My armor…”
He never got to finish his words as his body followed to be cut in two by the immortal sword.
Blood splattered everywhere and on the other two Evil Dragon Den Elders, now frozen in fear. Not even Qiu Qiantu could react to this development. His eyes zeroed in on Ling Bao’er’s sword and felt the deadly immortal power Sacred Immortal Sword released.
Any average sword would have no chance at cleaving the 4th grade armor. Not to mention Li Batian had a tough body even with his cultivation suppressed, like a living magic treasure.
It hardly made a difference, as they were both bisected cleanly.
Ling Bao’er’s cultivation was nowhere near enough for such a feat, which meant it had to be the sword’s doing.
[Is that the immortal treasure?]
They had been looking high and low for it, only to be found in Ling Bao’er’s hand. [Damn it!]
He wanted to snatch it from the girl, but with the mysterious Chen Changan next to her, Qiu Qiantu had to curb his greed.
Li Batian was also a bit stronger than him, yet look how much that helped. [Trying to take the immortal treasure will only get me killed like Li Batian.]
Ling Bao’er shocked everyone as she killed Li Batian in one slash. She wanted revenge on him, but even she wasn’t confident she could do it.
She prevailed in the end.
Ling Bao’er’s eyes grew savage as she set her sights on the other two Evil Dragon Den elders. They were at Golden Core, but now weakened to the Qi Refining Stage.
With even Li Batian unable to take her strike, it was obvious how they’d turn out as well. The elders paled being stared at with such cruel eyes and made a run for it.
“You’re not going anywhere!” Ling Bao’er went after them and their screams pierced the tranquil skies.
The Golden Core elders were split in two, their lives reaped by the Sacred Immortal Sword.
