Chapter 40: Chapter 40: A Spar on the Barren Hill
Chapter 40: A Spar on the Barren Hill
As soon as they entered Tianjiu Alley, Qin Luo spotted Da Niu leaning against the courtyard gate. Lin Shuying stepped off the carriage, and she could feel the semen that Bai Feizhang had just ejaculated inside her slowly flowing out. If it weren’t for her underpants, it would probably have already soaked down to her thighs.
"Senior Brother!" Da Niu hurriedly came forward and said, "So fast!"
A strong masculine scent wafted over, and Lin Shuying felt that Da Niu’s aura seemed even hotter than yesterday. She also felt a surge of desire between her legs. She quickly lowered her head, walked around Da Niu, and hurried back to the villa.
Da Niu didn’t notice anything unusual about Lin Shuying. He just wanted to find out what the palace looked like and what the Empress looked like.
Qin Luo wanted to ask Nangong Muyun for answers, but he couldn’t sense her presence. Ever since he entered the capital, he had noticed that his mother had been elusive.
He described the scenery within the palace and the empress’s unique temperament to Da Niu, who listened with great interest, as if he himself had entered the palace.
"Did Master say when she would be back?" Qin Luo asked as the two walked back into the courtyard.
"I don’t know." Da Niu shook his head.
Lin Shuying seemed to have changed her clothes. She had never liked the colorful gauze dresses that girls loved since she was a child, so after changing clothes, she put on the Siming Pavilion uniform. The extremely close-fitting cut, combined with her proud figure, made Lin Shuying look even more dazzling. Da Niu felt that Lin Shuying was even more beautiful than usual, perhaps because she had just experienced the pleasure of love.
Making no attempt to conceal the desire in his eyes, Da Niu’s almost tangible gaze swept over her.
"Fairy Lin’s physique, tsk tsk..." Da Niu stroked his chin, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to reach Qin Luo’s ears.
This is a woman completely different from Nangong Muyun. Having experienced the vicissitudes of life, she remains independent and solitary. Having seen all the ugliness of the world, her eyes are still clear. Especially when the two stand together, their contrasting black and white attire always captivates Da Niu.
At this moment, Da Niu was completely unaware that he would never have dared to look a woman up and down so brazenly before.
However, Qin Luo was somewhat impatient. Unlike Da Niu, who was simple-minded, his experiences after entering the world made him even more eager to understand the truth of the demon-slaying war back then.
"Da Niu." Qin Luo’s voice pulled Da Niu back to reality.
"I’ll fight alongside my senior brother."
"Great!" Da Niu scratched his head, looking excited, but then looked at the cramped courtyard and said, "This place is too small."
Qin Luo also noticed the problem, and just as he was feeling somewhat disappointed, Lin Shuying quietly approached and said, "I’ll take you somewhere."
One was at the fifth rank and the other at the sixth rank. Lin Shuying knew that if the two were to fight in the imperial city, it would attract attention. So she took them out of the city and to a desolate mountain between Bianliang and Gudong City.
Qin Luo proposed that this competition was not a spur-of-the-moment decision. He was curious about the chaotic energy in his body when the inn was attacked, but no matter how much he tried to circulate his energy afterward, he could not find that feeling of being on the verge of death that day. He guessed that perhaps the Azure Dragon Technique could only be effective when one’s life was threatened.
Da Niu tossed the gold-threaded rope from his waist to Lin Shuying, who was standing to the side, and said, "Please stand further away, Fairy Lin."
Lin Shuying was already more than ten feet away, but upon hearing this, she couldn’t help but take another ten feet back. Looking at the two young men standing there, she felt a little excited. This was the first time she had ever seen high-level cultivators fight.
"Senior Brother, how about we add a prize?" Although Qin Luo was a fifth-level cultivator, Da Niu never underestimated him.
"What’s the prize?" Qin Luo asked.
"If I win, you can lend me Fairy Lin to fuck," Da Niu said with a wicked grin.
Although they were three zhang apart, Da Niu’s voice reached Lin Shuying’s ears without missing a single word. Her gaze met Qin Luo’s, who was looking over. Lin Shuying blushed and immediately lowered her head.
"You’ll have to ask her." Qin Luo couldn’t do anything about this junior brother who only had women on his mind.
Looking at Lin Shuying beside him, Da Niu was about to ask another question when he heard her whisper, "We’ll talk about it after we win."
Da Niu was overjoyed. He crossed his fists and stretched his muscles. A series of crisp sounds rang out in the air. Looking at Qin Luo in front of him, he said, "Senior Brother, I’ve been wanting to test your Autumn Sound for a long time."
However, Qin Luo shook his head upon hearing this and said, "Qiu Sheng is too dangerous; I’m afraid he might hurt you."
For someone who had just entered the fifth rank to say such a thing to a sixth-rank Great Perfection expert would probably make anyone else laugh their head off, but Da Niu said with a serious face, "That would be such a pity."
"But how are we supposed to fight if you don’t use a sword?" Da Niu immediately lost all interest.
"It’s alright."
A clear, ethereal voice came from afar. The three looked up and saw Nangong Muyun, dressed in white, flying towards them on her sword.
"How can a competition between two disciples be complete without their master?" Nangong Muyun landed beside Lin Shuying and smiled at the two of them.
Da Niu was overjoyed. If his master was present, he would have no worries at all.
Nodding to Qin Luo, Nangong Muyun and Lin Shuying stood side by side.
Qin Luo pressed his right hand against the withered branch at his waist, and his hair on his forehead moved without wind. Da Niu also roared, and golden light seemed to flow between the gathering of his true energy.
The Six Transformations of the Overlord stirred up the surrounding air, and Qin Luo suddenly felt a gust of wind rise in front of him.
A flock of wild geese flew across the sky, and with a melodious cry, Qin Luo took a step forward, unsheathed the withered branch, and unleashed layers of surging sword energy.
Da Niu stood ready, secretly exerting force under his feet, and the surrounding rubble immediately floated into the air.
As Qin Luo took another step forward, countless sword energies spread out, but Da Niu neither dodged nor avoided them, instead heading straight towards the countless sword shadows like an arrow released from a bow.
"Clang!"
Nine Tripods face the sound of autumn.
On the low, barren hill, the figures of the two boys instantly transformed into several afterimages.
"Fairy, can Qin Luo win?" Lin Shuying couldn’t see clearly, so she could only ask Nangong Muyun beside her.
"He doesn’t want to win." Nangong Muyun seemed completely unconcerned.
Lin Shuying was puzzled by what she was saying and was about to ask again when she was drawn to a sound of metal and stone exploding on the mountaintop.
Nangong Muyun looked on with admiration as she watched the two locked in fierce combat and murmured, "One hundred."
Lin Shuying was shocked. She remembered that Qin Luo had said that Qiu Sheng had a total of 168 swords. She did not expect that Da Niu had broken through 100 in just a few breaths.
The two men on the mountaintop were filled with excitement as they faced a worthy opponent. This was the first time Da Niu had experienced such an exhilarating battle since coming down the mountain. Amidst the flying dust, their fists constantly met the deadly sword energy coming from all directions.
A stream of air gradually spread in all directions. Nangong Muyun waved her hand lightly, and an invisible barrier immediately enveloped Lin Shuying.
As the final sword strike was unleashed, Qin Luo silently descended from the air. Da Niu’s eyes turned bloodshot as he punched the oncoming sword shadow, then charged forward relentlessly, heading straight for Qin Luo on the ground.
As autumn’s sounds fade, the Nine Tripods rise.
The giant bull in the air moved faster and faster, and the fist hidden at his waist seemed to emit green smoke. As the two got closer and closer, he suddenly roared and threw a punch at Qin Luo’s forehead.
With his eyes closed, Qin Luo suddenly felt a clear mind.
"Fairy!" Lin Shuying exclaimed in shock as she looked at Qin Luo, who neither dodged nor avoided her.
Although Nangong Muyun remained calm, she secretly drew her White Cloud Sword. With Qin Luo’s current cultivation level, taking a punch head-on would likely kill him on the spot.
Da Niu was also startled, but with his true energy already at its peak, he couldn’t retract his strength and could only watch helplessly as the fist, accompanied by the sound of air exploding, got closer and closer to Qin Luo.
Feeling the domineering true energy on his forehead, Qin Luo finally regained the sense of crisis he had felt at the inn. The chaotic energy flow reappeared within his body, and Qin Luo was overjoyed, thinking to himself, "Now is the time!"
A dragon’s roar resounded, and Da Niu’s brows furrowed. He actually saw a blue dragon’s shadow flash behind Qin Luo.
Opening his eyes, Qin Luo smiled, while Da Niu, who had been terrified, suddenly felt his punch miss, and Qin Luo’s figure in front of him turned into a phantom!
A cold sword aura struck, and Da Niu reacted extremely quickly. His body still in the air actually spun around once before landing on the ground.
Slowly turning around, Da Niu saw Qin Luo with a smile on his face.
"Is this also swordsmanship?" Da Niu asked, somewhat unconvinced.
"Of course not." Having finally subdued the chaotic true energy within his body, Qin Luo sheathed the withered branch.
Thinking thoughtfully about the Azure Dragon’s Shadow from before, Da Niu, still somewhat unsatisfied, said, "Again!"
Having just mastered a new move, Qin Luo gladly accepted the challenge, and the two clashed again, fighting until the sky darkened.
Nangong Muyun breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly noticed that Lin Shuying beside her seemed to be acting strangely. A faint aura was flowing around her unintentionally. Nangong Muyun was shocked. Observing Qiusheng’s battle against Jiuding, Lin Shuying actually broke through the realm on the spot. Although she had no mental cultivation method to support her, she still reached the second-level Artifact Control Realm in a moment of enlightenment.
"She’s a promising talent," Nangong Muyun thought with admiration.
After a long battle, Qin Luo, who was at the fifth level, finally began to run out of energy. Da Niu also had very little true energy left. He threw another punch, and Qin Luo, who couldn’t dodge in time, was sent flying half a zhang away.
"I won!" Da Niu roared to the sky.
When Lin Shuying came to her senses, she only saw Qin Luo struggling to stand up, panting, and saying, "If you had used the Golden Rope, I would have lost long ago."
"If you were to draw your sword again, I would have already lost." Da Niu sat on the ground, and he could sense that Qin Luo was deliberately letting him win.
Recalling the overwhelming sword energy just now, Da Niu felt a lingering fear. If Qiu Sheng had joined forces with the Azure Dragon Shadow, he would have had almost no chance of winning.
"But I still won." Da Niu looked at Lin Shuying beside him and keenly noticed that she was slightly different from before.
Qin Luo also noticed that Lin Shuying seemed to have just broken through her cultivation level, and he was immediately delighted.
The low, barren mountain was in complete disarray, with only rubble and patches of withered grass slashed by sword energy remaining. Nangong Muyun moved lightly and gracefully to stand before the two.
As the sun sets, Nangong Muyun, dressed in white, and Lin Shuying, in a black outfit, stand side by side, creating a harmonious and tranquil scene with the two men sitting on the hilltop, panting.
