Chapter 122: The Freaking Fiend Exalt (II)
Translator: Storm in a Teacup
Mo Qianqiu!
The coming man easily limited the explosion of the pearl that could kill a Tribulation Passage cultivator within his palm and just got a little bruise! Only Xuan Lingzi and the Fiend Exalt had such horrible power.
Sir Yu Qingzi also relieved, “Luckily, the Fiend Exalt came here, or I would have not been able to protect you.” After a pause, Yu Qingzi frowned and continued, “However, it seems that he has become more powerful. It’s normal for Xuan Lingzi to destroy this pearl without being hurt, but the Fiend Exalt should have suffered more than bruise.”
Standing with his back to the Dao Cultivators, Mo Qianqiu looked down at Qin Quihe who knelled in front of him and said coldly, “Go get your punishment.”
Qin Guihe breathed a sigh of relief and left quickly.
Then, Mo Qianqiu raised his eyes and turned to frightened Gui Yi. After a long gaze, Mo Qianqiu asked him, “Where is your hand?”
Before Gui Yi could say anything, he uttered a heartrending cry. His left hand had been cut off; only a clean cut was left on his shoulder.
Seeing that, Luo Jianqing was terrified. He murmured subconsciously, “I remember...he held Yun Xiang by his right hand.”
In the next moment, Gui Yi cried again, falling on the ground. Mo Qianqiu said indifferently: “Sorry, I cut the wrong hand; it should be your right hand, now I get it right.”
Luo Jianqing, “...”
Mo Qianqiu’s figure shocked many younger Dao Cultivators who had never seen the Fiend Exalt before. Luo Jianqing and Wei Qiongyin stood behind Sir Yu Qingzi vigilantly; Fo Zi was counting his beads fast and chanting scriptures; while Bai Ji had taken out his spear, giving out a sense of belligerency.
However, his belligerency was no match for that of the Fiend Exalt.
The Fiend Exalt turned around slowly, which seemed to take a thousand years. When he fixed his cold, bloody eyes on them, Luo Jianqing felt all the blood in his body coagulated. Wei Qiongyin also lost her usual calmness and stepped back chillingly.
A look terrified everyone!
Luo Jianqing had never seen anyone as powerful as him.
His master was mild to him. Although people thought Xuan Lingzi cold and indifferent, he would never give pressure on others on purpose. In Tai Hua mountain, Sir Hao Xingzi, Guang Lingzi had also reached the late stage of Da Sheng Period, but they were gentle, never showing condescending attitude to their disciples.
Now, Luo Jianqing finally understood why Xuan Lingzi had viewed the Fiend Exalt as a respectable rival.
The Fiend Exalt was less powerful than Xuan Lingzi, yet the latter hadn’t killed millions of people!
The Fiend Exalt was a pure devil. When he showed up, the Heaven and Earth would be enraged, the ghosts would cry.
Mo Qianqiu’s eyes glancing through the team without stopping on anyone. Then he disappeared. When they saw him again, he had sat on his throne in the air.
His beautiful and alluring face expressed nothing but indifference. The blood red clothes stood out against his black hair. He was so gorgeous that people could hardly tell his gender, yet everyone in the team knew clearly that he was the Fiend Exalt. His face reminded Luo Jianqing of Mo Qiu-they somewhat looked similar, but when he looked more carefully, there was still a huge difference. Mo Qiu was also good-looking, yet he was less horrible and pressing than the Fiend Exalt.
Anyway, they were both good-looking. If Xie Zizhuo came here and saw the Fiend Exalt, he might say something that had offended Mo Qiu.
Now, Luo Jianqing was less stressful. He looked up at the Fiend Exalt in red, who was sitting on the throne.
The Fiend Exalt didn’t notice him and just asked, “I heard that you come here to celebrate my birthday?”
Gui Yi, who had lost his hands, was taken away for treatment by the cultivators of Duan Hun Sect, while other people dare not answer the Exalt’s question. The elder of Bai family and Gui Yi had originally grabbed the leadership from Sir Yu Qingzi, but now, Gui Yi had gone, and the elder could only look at Yu Qingzi, too cowardly to say anything.
Yu Qingzi sneered and stepped forward, “Yes, to celebrate your birthday!”
As the chief master of Qing Lan Peak, she didn’t have any intention to please the Fiend Exalt!
However, Mo Qianqiu was not angry about Sir Yu Qingzi’s attitude. Instead, he laughed, “Are you from Tai Hua mountain?”
Yu Qingzi raised his eyes, “Tai Hua mountain, Qing Lan Peak.”
The Fiend Exalt continued, “Why hasn’t Yu Xiao Peak sent people here? I haven’t seen Xuan Lingzi for a hundred of years. Oh, that lad is still under 400 years old. Has his power backslidden?”
His words were tricky. Cultivators ranked seniority according to their power. That was why although Luo Jianqing was much younger than Zuo Yunmo and other people, he was still their senior fellow brother. But now, the Fiend Exalt only mentioned Xuan Lingzi’s age instead of his power, it was obvious that he wanted to put on airs.
Before Sir Yu Qing responded, Luo Jianqing ignored the Fiend Exalt’s overwhelming pressure and stepped forward, saying seriously, “I’m Luo Jianqing from Tai Hua mountain, the disciple of Yu Xiao Peak. My master is in good health. Thanks for your concern!”
This time, the Fiend Exalt finally noticed Luo Jianqing. His bloody, peach-blossom eyes fixed on this young cultivator who dressed in bice. After a careful gaze, a momentary smile flashed on his face, and then he restored indifference, “Young man, do not interrupt me!”
Then, the Fiend Exalt flicked his sleeves, indicating that Luo Jianqing should step back.
However, Luo Jianqing raised his head, “I’m the future successor of Yu Xiao Peak and the disciple of Sir Xuan Lingzi! Since my master is the Exalt’s senior, then I can interrupt you on behalf of my master! My master is in great health, no need to worry about him!”
As he finished, Sir Yu Qingzi was pleased and satisfactory, yet she raised her arm to protect Luo Jianqing. Although Tai Hua mountain never bowed to the Fiend Palace, and Luo Jianqing made a good point, the Fiend Exalt Mo Qianqiu always wanted to suppress Xuan Lingzi, and was not a reasonable or good-natured man.
Hearing Luo Jianqing’s extremely disrespectful words, the Fiend Exalt’s nice face wore complicated expressions, with his eyes locked on Luo Jianqing, while the latter was not afraid and looked at him coldly. After a long “confrontation”, anger appeared in the Fiend Exalt’s eyes. He gritted his teeth, “Luo Jianqing, I don’t want to make a fuss with a junior cultivator, step back!”
Yet Luo Jianqing didn’t follow his order. He stood next to Sir Yu Qingzi, which put other people in a cold sweat. The Fiend Exalt seemed to ignore Luo Jianqing again and continued the topic of his birthday.
The elders of Four Sects and Eight Clans sent up their gifts subsequently, and Tai Hua mountain was the last one.
After a thought, Yu Qingzi gave Luo Jianqing a Interspatial Ring. Luo Jianqing understood his meaning, took the ring and mounted the jade-stairs up slowly. He said, “Tai Hua mountain sincerely congratulates and celebrates the 2700th birthday of the Fiend Exalt. Please kindly accept our gift.”
Then, Luo Jianqing put the ring into a jade plate. Before he left, he heard a cold voice in his mind: “Luo Jianqing from Tai Hua mountain, you are so rude. Aren’t you afraid that I may kill you?”
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