Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 136 Chen Ye is Su Su's person!

After settling his disciple in, Chen Ye resolutely walked out of the cave.

With his perfected Qi Concealment Technique, he had already shaken off most of his pursuers.

However, a certain aura clung to him like a leech, relentlessly following him at a steady pace.

This person was none other than Ji Yunting, the seventh-level Qi Refining cultivator from the Ji family!

His cultivation level was at the late stage of Qi Refining, and his spiritual sense was far stronger than that of those rogue cultivators at the mid-stage of Qi Refining. He was also proficient in tracking techniques, so Chen Ye found it difficult to shake him off for a while.

This person must be killed as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with if other Ji family cultivators arrive.

"Don't run away?"

Ji Yunting's voice, tinged with mockery, drifted from behind.

"Judging by your posture, are you planning to fight me to the death? Hahaha..."

He found Chen Ye's overestimation of his abilities amusing.

Chen Ye remained expressionless, his fingers resting on the hilt of his sword, gazing at Ji Yunting from afar.

If it weren't for protecting Zhiwei and Qingjun, he wouldn't have been so restrained, which led to him being chased so badly by the other party.

just now……

He has no more worries!
Seeing this, Ji Yunting revealed a cruel smile. He walked over leisurely, pointing a long sword that gleamed with cold light at Chen Ye: "Fine, saves me the trouble."

"Noisy!"

Chen Ye let out a low shout, no longer wasting words with him. The Geng metal energy that had broken through the limit instantly condensed into more than a dozen golden energy needles as thin as cow hair at his fingertips, shooting towards Ji Yunting like a rain of pear blossoms!

"Humph, what a small trick!"

Ji Yunting spoke casually, but was inwardly startled.

This person's spellcasting speed is incredibly fast!
He flicked his longsword, causing a slight ripple of spiritual light to appear on its blade, and uttered a low shout: "Solidifying Yuan Shield!"

A pale yellow aura shield instantly enveloped his entire body.

At the same time, he flipped his wrist, and his longsword brought with it a sharp sword aura, whistling as it slashed towards the incoming golden energy needles.

The crisp "ding-ding-ding" sound echoed through the woods.

Ji Yunting felt the opponent's overwhelming spiritual power, which caused his blood and qi to churn within him.

Something is wrong!
This person's Geng metal energy is far more powerful than that of ordinary people!
He forced a defiant retort: ​​"Old man, is that all you've got?"

However, before he could finish speaking, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Instead of retreating, Chen Ye advanced, and the dark iron sword behind him clattered as it left its sheath and hovered beside him.

The sword shimmered with azure light, and a sharp sword intent emanated from its body, causing even this Qi Refining Stage 7 cultivator to feel a slight tremor in his heart.

"Qinglan Sword Control Technique?!"

Ji Yunting exclaimed in shock, "This sword technique is the Lingyin Sect's top flying sword technique, which is extremely famous in the Yan Kingdom!"

However... this swordsmanship is extremely difficult to learn, how could a mere spirit plant cultivator possibly master it?
Chen Ye didn't give him a chance to think it over. He formed a sword incantation with his hand, and under the precise control of his divine sense, the heavy iron sword transformed into a lively blue water line. The tip of the sword flickered and swayed, carrying a surging and powerful force as it swept towards Ji Yunting!

"This is impossible!" Ji Yunting roared inwardly. He couldn't understand how a Spirit Plant Master could have such high swordsmanship!

He hurriedly channeled all his spiritual power, and the longsword in his hand shone brightly as he met the attack head-on, unwilling to be outdone.

This is the sword technique of the Ji family, a fleeting glimpse of a shadow.

In an instant, Ji Yunting's sword light became swift and elusive, like a startled swan skimming across the water, attempting to disrupt Chen Ye's offensive with speed.

However, Chen Ye's iron sword, though seemingly heavy, was surprisingly agile under the influence of the Azure Wave Sword Control Technique.

The sword's momentum was sometimes like crashing waves, surging and unrestrained, and sometimes like gentle ripples, penetrating everywhere.

Ji Yunting's fleeting shadows were exquisite, but they appeared inadequate and full of flaws in the face of Chen Ye's unpredictable, powerful and agile sword moves.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The iron sword and the longsword clashed repeatedly, sparks flying everywhere.

Ji Yunting felt as if the opponent's sword moves were like maggots clinging to his bones. No matter how he changed his moves to block, the opponent could always attack from unexpected angles. Every time the heavy sword collided with him, it made his arm go numb and his blood surge.

"This old guy... how can his spiritual power be so refined? And his sword techniques are so seasoned!"

As Ji Yunting fought, he became increasingly alarmed. He realized that he was completely at a disadvantage and could only parry, with no power to fight back.

Just then, several more figures arrived in the forest; they were the rogue cultivators that Chen Ye had previously shaken off.

Among them were two cultivators at the late stage of Qi Refining!

They were all stunned when they saw the two people fighting fiercely in the arena.

"Ji Yunting? How come he's already fighting? And... and he's at a disadvantage?" A short, stout late-stage Qi Refining cultivator looked utterly astonished.

Another tall, thin cultivator's eyes flickered as he whispered, "This man's swordsmanship is incredibly strange, unlike anything we've seen before... Ji Yunting is one of the few outstanding young talents in the Ji family. The Ji family has poured their efforts into nurturing him at home, and it's said that he'll soon be going to the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect... to make a name for himself! If he were to perish here..."

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the same thought in each other's eyes, and stopped in their tracks without either stepping forward to help.

Seeing this, the other independent cultivators were even more delighted to watch the show, and they all observed from a distance.

In the arena, Chen Ye was unable to break through after a long attack. Seeing that more and more scattered cultivators were gathering around him, his heart sank.

Chen Ye's eyes narrowed, and his spiritual power surged wildly within him, pouring into the iron sword.

The dark iron sword suddenly blazed with a blue light, its sword aura abruptly changing. It was no longer the agile and ever-changing sword it had been before, but had transformed into a true raging torrent. Each strike was heavier than the last, continuous and unstoppable, surging towards Ji Yunting with unparalleled power!

Ji Yunting felt as if the opponent's sword moves were crashing down like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down. Each sword strike was as heavy as a thousand pounds, making his arms numb and sore, his tiger's mouth split open, and blood dripping down the hilt of the sword.

His prized swordsmanship was easily torn apart like paper in the face of Chen Ye's ferocious sword force!
"puff!"

In a moment of carelessness, Ji Yunting was struck in the chest by the spine of the iron sword. His protective aura shattered instantly, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The longsword in his hand flew out and landed diagonally in the snow in the distance.

"You...you..." Ji Yunting struggled to get up, but felt an excruciating pain in his chest, as if all his bones had fallen apart, and he could no longer muster any strength. He looked at Chen Ye, who was walking towards him step by step, in horror, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You...you can't kill me!" Ji Yunting cried out in a trembling voice. He finally realized that he had kicked a hornet's nest. The seemingly ordinary rogue cultivator in front of him was far stronger than he had imagined!
Chen Ye's eyes were icy as he approached step by step, his tone chilling: "Who can kill, and who cannot?"

He raised the iron sword high in his hand, its tip flashing with a blue light, aiming it at Ji Yunting's throat.

"stop!"

Just at this critical moment, an angry shout came from outside the forest.

Immediately afterwards, several figures rushed over. Leading them was a middle-aged cultivator with a calm demeanor and a cultivation level that had reached the eighth level of Qi Refining. He was an elder of the Ji family.

Seeing the scene before him, especially Ji Yunting's severe injuries and near death, his eyes widened in fury, and he roared as he prepared to attack.

Chen Ye glanced behind the middle-aged cultivator and saw a familiar strand of golden hair swaying slightly by the treetop. He sneered inwardly.

It really was Bai Susu's wicked idea... That bastard!

With Bai Susu around, he had no more scruples today!
Without further hesitation, Chen Ye unleashed another flash of blue light from his iron sword and mercilessly slashed at Ji Yunting's head!
"Pfft!"

Blood gushed out, and a fine head flew into the air!

"How dare you, you brat!" The elder of the Ji family roared, his eyes bloodshot, and was about to attack.

Chen Ye's gaze narrowed slightly. He was about to circulate his spiritual power to prepare to take the blow head-on when he suddenly felt a lightness on his shoulder.

A petite golden figure landed as lightly as a feather on his right shoulder!
She was a little girl with dazzling blonde hair and delicate features.

She reached out her small hand and touched Chen Ye's head, looking down at the group of cultivators:
"Chen Ye is my man! No one dares to lay a finger on him!"

Before she could finish speaking, she waved her hand.

She threw a tattered puppet covered in sword marks and a bloodied head with a terrified expression out of her storage bag, and they rolled to the feet of the elders of the Ji family.

"What? Isn't this... Protector Yan of the Myriad Puppet Sect...?"

A sharp-eyed rogue cultivator recognized the head and exclaimed in surprise, causing an uproar in the arena.

That's a genuine Foundation Establishment stage cultivator!
He... he's dead too?!
"No, this girl is Bai Susu from the Lingyin Sect! She's known as the number one prodigy of Lingyin!" a rogue cultivator exclaimed in surprise.

Looking at the head that had rolled to the ground at their feet, its eyes wide open in death, the elders of the Ji family felt a chill run down their spines.

The Protector of the Myriad Puppet Sect, with his early Foundation Establishment cultivation, combined with that second-tier puppet, is equivalent to two Foundation Establishment combatants!

He... just died like that?

His lips trembled as he looked at the petite, blonde girl on Chen Ye's shoulder, his voice trembling: "Bai... Bai Zhenchuan... there... there must be some misunderstanding!"

Bai Susu stretched out her delicate white hand and gently patted Chen Ye's head, as if soothing her own spirit beast, before lazily glancing at the elder of the Ji family:
"Misunderstanding? I don't care about misunderstandings or not."

A golden light flashed from her sleeve, and an extremely fast golden sword aura pierced through the brow of the elder of the Ji family in an instant!

Then, several more sword lights appeared.

Like a roll call from the King of Hell, the most reckless rogue cultivators were killed one by one.

These rogue cultivators were all skilled fighters, but when faced with Bai Susu, they couldn't even utter a scream before collapsing to the ground.

Those rogue cultivators who had initially hoped to take advantage of the situation were now terrified and dared not even breathe.

They never expected that this seemingly cute and charming blonde girl would be so ruthless, killing without batting an eye!
The legendary White Demon truly lives up to his reputation!

Rather than calling her a cultivator of the Lingyin Sect, it would be more accurate to say she is a cultivator of the Duqing Sect!
Bai Susu casually retracted her flying sword, looked at the other rogue cultivators, and smiled sweetly: "Now, does anyone else have any objections?"

"No...no! Master Bai is wise!"

The remaining people dared not hesitate. They scrambled and tumbled, calling out to the other Ji family members who were already terrified, and fled towards the edge of the dense forest without looking back.

All that remained were Chen Ye, the few still-warm corpses in the field, and the glittering gold "little pendant" on his shoulder.

"Not bad, not bad, the shoulders are quite broad, it feels very comfortable for me to step on!"

The little white feet patted Chen Ye's shoulder contentedly.

"How about it? With me backing you up like this, isn't that impressive?"

This bastard...

If she hadn't brought her two apprentices along...

How could today's events have happened?
Despite his thoughts, Chen Ye could only say against his will, "Master Bai's divine might is unparalleled, and I admire him. However... next time Master Bai makes a move, could you... spare a few survivors so we can ask him why?"

He wasn't sympathizing with those cultivators who had undergone tribulations, but Bai Susu's decisive and ruthless nature was truly making him uneasy.

"Hmph! A bunch of ants, just kill them and that's it, why all the nonsense!"

Bai Susu gave a light hum, jumped off Chen Ye's shoulder, and asked casually,

"Where are your two little apprentices? Were they scared to death?"

Chen Ye could actually detect a hint of guilt on her seemingly arrogant little face.

He felt an itch in his hands, wishing he could teach Bai Susu a good lesson.

She secretly brought her two disciples out, yet she couldn't even guarantee their safety!
In a sense, it could be said that Bai Susu was taking their lives...

Chen Ye took a deep breath and said politely, "They are safe and sound and are resting in the cave."

Bai Susu thought Chen Ye would be somewhat angry about her luring her two disciples away.

But to his surprise, he didn't detect a trace of dissatisfaction in Chen Ye's words.

He immediately raised an eyebrow and glanced at Chen Ye with disdain:
"Oh? You... you really don't have a single complaint? Tsk tsk tsk... what a coward! Not like my father at all! Not bad, not bad, that's how a servant should be, not having a single complaint against his master."

She stood with her hands behind her back, greeting Chen Ye in an old-fashioned manner.

"Aren't you going to take me to see your two apprentices? Don't scare them too much, I really like these two girls."

(End of this chapter)