Chapter 147: Chapter 120: Xue Qianbai, For Sale?

“Don’t let the soldiers from Beihan Country find us,” Xue Qianbai said blandly.

“If they find us, we can just run,” Li Changqing looked at Xue Qianbai and said, “With a top expert like you, mere soldiers are nothing.”

“I don’t care about others, just don’t let Zhao Beiming find us,” Xue Qianbai shook his head.

“Zhao Beiming?” Li Changqing instinctively asked, “Who is he? Is he strong? Even you can’t beat him?”

“He’s the National Guardian General of Beihan Country, he’s troublesome.” Xue Qianbai didn’t say much, just using the word “troublesome” to describe Zhao Beiming.

Li Changqing didn’t understand what concept this “troublesome” held for Xue Qianbai.

By now, the two of them had already reached the vicinity of that plaza.

There was no one here anymore, and the nearby soldiers had been drawn over because of the previous battle.

This was exactly the result Li Changqing wanted to see.

Perceiving the energy emanating from a section of the Profound Void Ancient Tree, Li Changqing used a lightweight skill to reach the ancient tree, then took out a knife and chopped at the branch.

“Clang!”

The sound was like metal clashing.

The branch was exceptionally hard. With a single chop, only a deep imprint was left on the branch, whereas Li Changqing’s knife had broken.

“So hard? Or did I just get a defective product!”

Li Changqing looked at the knife in his hand in amazement—how could it not cut through this wood? Earlier, it couldn’t even cut through someone’s bones, making Li Changqing suspect that he, an outsider, had been duped by the knife seller.

Even Xue Qianbai, who was following behind, hadn’t expected Li Changqing to sneak over here just to get a piece of branch.

What does he want this thing for?

“The bark of the Profound Void Ancient Tree is extremely hard, and your knife is just made of ordinary iron, it can’t cut through it,” Xue Qianbai said, standing on a branch and looking at the spot where Li Changqing had just chopped.

Xue Qianbai suddenly let out a suspicious sound because upon getting closer to that branch and carefully sensing it, it indeed felt a bit different.

Could this branch actually be a treasure?

“Your sword should be able to cut it, your sword looks quite good,” Li Changqing thought of Xue Qianbai’s Thousand Snow Sword, which could even cut through the bones of an Innate Great Perfection expert.

He couldn’t help but focus his eyes on Xue Qianbai’s sword.

“You want to borrow my sword?”

If anyone else had asked Xue Qianbai to borrow his sword to chop wood, he might have drawn his sword to kill them.

But since it was Li Changqing who asked, Xue Qianbai found this person in front of him quite interesting.

With a presence as fierce as his cultivation, yet seemingly ignorant of many things.

This curiosity about Li Changqing gave Xue Qianbai pause.

“If you can draw it…” Xue Qianbai handed the Thousand Snow Sword over.

“If I draw it, what do you think?” Li Changqing’s face changed, and his mind couldn’t help but think of Fairy Zixia, immediately becoming alert.

“If you can draw the sword, I’ll lend it to you,” Xue Qianbai was stunned: “Otherwise, what else?”

“Oh, never mind.” Li Changqing let out a long breath.

Li Changqing looked at the Thousand Snow Sword, his fingers lightly touched it, and then he shouted, “Unsheathe!”

As soon as the words fell, the body of the Thousand Snow Sword in Xue Qianbai’s hand began to tremble!

The next moment, with a loud sword cry, the Thousand Snow Sword flew out, the sound resonating, and landing neatly into Li Changqing’s hand.

“Hmm?”

A surprised expression appeared on Xue Qianbai’s normally serene face.

The Thousand Snow Sword was a Divine Weapon, possessing its own consciousness, not just anyone could draw it.

This had little to do with one’s cultivation level.

Even Luo Xiaochuan, the Sect Leader of the Mountain Ancient Land, had attempted to draw the Thousand Snow Sword before, but in the end, the sword remained still.

Yet Li Changqing had drawn the sword merely with two fingers!

How was this possible?

“Divine Soul suppression?” Xue Qianbai found it hard to believe; could Li Changqing’s Divine Soul have reached such a level of strength already?

“It’s indeed a fine sword.” Li Changqing swung it down, directly chopping off the branch.

The tough outer bark offered as little resistance to the Thousand Snow Sword as slicing through an apple.

“What a fast sword, the grip feels good too!” Li Changqing’s eyes sparkled, finding himself quite taken with the Thousand Snow Sword.

What man hasn’t dreamed of being a martial arts hero?

Who hasn’t, in their youth, dreamed of roving the martial world, sword in hand?

At this moment, a Divine Sword in hand is no less thrilling for a man than a dashing sports car.

“Will you sell it?”

“Not for sale!”

With a bit of annoyance, Xue Qianbai took the sword back, sheathing it.

“Alright, we got what we came for, follow me, let’s stop the bleeding first.” Li Changqing muttered softly: “If it’s not for sale, it’s not for sale, why so fierce?”

“By the way, may I know your name?” Xue Qianbai still didn’t know Li Changqing’s name.

“Li Changqing,” Li Changqing said honestly.

“Are you that Li Changqing from Changting Town?” Xue Qianbai raised an eyebrow, having heard Xu Muhai mention Li Changqing before.

“You know me?” Li Changqing was a bit surprised too, that a Vice Sect Leader of the Mountain Ancient Land would know of him.

Previously, Xu Muhai had suspected there was something unusual about Li Changqing, even suspecting possible ties to the Ghost Race, and had informed Xue Qianbai about a hidden expert in Changting Town.

Xue Qianbai had remembered the name.

“I’ve heard Xu Muhai mention it,” Xue Qianbai nodded.

“My son is also from your Mountain Ancient Land,” Li Changqing quickly said, “My son Li Hengsheng, do you know him?”

“No impression,” Xue Qianbai had long left the Mountain Ancient Land and was not up-to-date with the recent affairs there.

“It seems you haven’t returned to the Mountain Ancient Land for a long time,” Li Changqing smiled and said, “My son Li Hengsheng is quite the genius there now, you should pay attention when you go back.”

“How much of a genius?” Xue Qianbai showed little emotion since such a sect as the Mountain Ancient Land was never in short supply of geniuses.

“The most genius of all, of course.”

Li Changqing proudly said, “The first time he went to Futu Pavilion, he comprehended a Painting Saint masterpiece, challenged the Ninth Layered Battle Pavilion’s first layer while still in the Transcendent Realm Seventh Layer, and now ranks first on the Mortal Realm list. He was even targeted by Longevity Sect’s experts during a mission. Tell me, is that genius or not?”

This truly surprised Xue Qianbai.

“First on the Mortal Realm list? That’s truly an outstanding genius,” Xue Qianbai hadn’t expected a centuries-old record on the Mortal Realm list to be broken.

“Has the Longevity Sect already acted against our Mountain Ancient Land’s disciples?”

Mentioning the Longevity Sect, Xue Qianbai’s gaze turned sharp.

He himself had been plotted against by members of the Longevity Sect this time.

“Those bastards commit all sorts of evil,” Li Changqing seethed with hatred, “From now on, I’ll kill every single one I see.”

Back in the inn with Xue Qianbai, Li Changqing asked the innkeeper for bandages and then applied medicine to Xue Qianbai’s wound.

“What brings you to Beihan Country?” Xue Qianbai looked at Li Changqing and asked.

“I’m here in search of pills,” Li Changqing said while bandaging Xue Qianbai, “My son needs a Fifth Grade Realm-Breaking Pill to break through the Postnatal Realm, I couldn’t find it in Minghong State, so I came to try my luck in Beihan Country’s black market.”

“Fifth Grade?”

Xue Qianbai didn’t say much.

“Have you gone there?”

“No, I don’t know where the black market is,” Li Changqing shook his head, not even knowing how to find the entrance to the black market.

“I can take you tomorrow,” Xue Qianbai offered, “Consider it a thanks for holding off Old Demon Xiang for me.”

“Alright,” Li Changqing was more than willing to have a guide.

“By the way,” Li Changqing curiously asked, “I heard Old Demon Xiang mention while escaping that he wanted to kill you and get some kind of key—what’s that about?”

“Not quite sure yet,” Xue Qianbai shook his head, “The Longevity Sect is very mysterious, I only understand a bit. They seem to want to resurrect someone, but it’s unclear who. I also heard about the so-called key for the first time, but many people seem to be on the Longevity Sect’s bounty list.”

“Resurrect? Is it really possible to bring the dead back to life?” Li Changqing was curious.

“The world is vast, strange things happen everywhere, maybe there’s a way to revive the dead.”

“However, the Longevity Sect has been too conspicuous recently, a lot of factions have taken notice. It will be difficult for them to continue their overt actions.”

“But it seems they have infiltrators in various factions, even within your Mountain Ancient Land,” Li Changqing noted with concern, “I’m really worried my son will encounter danger, as open threats are easier to dodge than hidden ones.”

“You can rest assured on that point, they won’t act recklessly within the sect, and it will be fine once the Leader returns,” Xue Qianbai said calmly, sitting cross-legged on a chair, “Once the Leader is back, the infiltrators will have nowhere to hide.”

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