Chapter 137: The Senior Brother of Luodi Mountain (Part Two)

Su Chen sighed deeply.
He was the esteemed senior disciple of Luodi Mountain.
The top prodigy of the Qingming Dao Domain.
Would he really have to succumb to a woman?
No!
Su Chen slowly rose from the lotus platform.
“The Zixiao Dao Sect? Should I avoid their sharp edge?”
“Junior Brother Ji, come with me to the Zixiao Dao Sect. I want to see what tricks they're up to!”
The weather suddenly changed. A hidden sword pierced the sky, its hum resonating throughout Luodi Mountain.
The little black mudfish lying in the corner of the lotus platform opened its sleepy eyes, its two whiskers twitching, and it yawned.
"Little Chen's swordsmanship has improved again. No wonder he possesses the Innate Supreme Sword Body; even in an era teeming with geniuses, he would likely hold a place."
Upon hearing Su Chen's offer to take him to the Zixiao Dao Sect, Ji Changkong shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly, "Cough cough, Senior Brother, there's no need. I trust your strength, Senior Brother. What is this little Zixiao Dao Sect but a mere formality? It's no match for you!"
Su Chen grabbed Ji Changkong with one hand.
Ji Changkong looked utterly hopeless.
The little black mudfish vaguely sensed something was wrong and attempted to leap from the lotus platform into the pond to escape.
A hand grabbed its tail.
"Senior Longqiu, why don't you come with us to the Zixiao Dao Sect as well?"
The little black mudfish looked utterly hopeless.
Su Chen, carrying both the human and the beast, tore through space and headed towards the Zixiao Dao Sect.
Deep in the valley of Luodi Mountain,
an old man dressed in hemp clothing leaned leisurely against the railing of a bamboo pavilion,
watching the black cracks gradually disappear.
"Little Chenzi, everything is fate, nothing is up to us,"
"This day, you couldn't escape it. It's not that your master didn't want to help you."
The old man shook his head.
......
Zixiao Dao Sect
One of the ten most powerful forces in the Qingming Dao Domain.
In a distant era, a Great Emperor was born there.
Time has passed, but the legacy remains.
In just a few days,
Su Chen arrived at Zixiao Dao Sect from Luodi Mountain.
"Luodi Mountain, Nangong Chen has been invited to pay a visit."
Su Chen stood in the void, his white robes flowing, his bearing as elegant as jade, his three thousand strands of hair cascading like a waterfall, shimmering with starlight like the Milky Way, like a banished immortal descending to earth, possessing an indescribable nobility.
"Nangong Chen...it's Nangong Chen from Luodi Mountain! How dare he come to my Zixiao Dao Sect!"
"He's the one who betrayed Saintess Lin, that damned scumbag!"
"Attack together! Today we must get justice for Saintess Lin!"
"..."
The Zixiao Dao Sect erupted in uproar.
Strong streaks of light ripped through the sky above the Zixiao Dao Sect.
The younger generation of the Zixiao Dao Sect were filled with righteous indignation.
Within the Zixiao Dao Sect, a light, melodious voice rang out.
"Step back, let Nangong Chen in."
Facing the scornful gazes, Su Chen, carrying Ji Changkong and Long Qiu, entered the Zixiao Dao Sect.
Inside the Zixiao Dao Sect
A woman dressed in a crescent-shaped Daoist robe came into view. Her robes fluttered as if she could drift away with the wind. Her cascading black hair was casually tied up with a hairpin, with a few strands falling beside her fair cheeks. Her skin was as white as snow, so delicate that it seemed as if it could be broken with a touch, making her look like a fairy who did not partake in worldly affairs.
Nearby, a young girl in a tight-fitting outfit was tied to a stone pillar, her lotus-root-like feet dangling in mid-air. Her face showed no panic, but upon seeing Su Chen's arrival, her delicate nose wrinkled slightly, and her eyes curved into crescent moons: "Senior Brother, I knew you wouldn't abandon me!"
Around them stood several distinguished young talents from the Purple Cloud Dao Palace.
"Junior Sister, I'm here too!"
Ji Changkong made his presence known.
Su Chen released her, causing Ji Changkong to fall to the ground unexpectedly.
Long Qiu gloated, not expecting Su Chen to release her as well.
"Oh dear, little Chen, can't you show some respect for this old dragon?"
Long Qiu stretched out a paw, rubbing his back, thinking to himself that young people these days really have less and less respect for him, an old dragon.
Lin Wantang's usually calm eyes flickered slightly upon seeing Su Chen's arrival.
Su Chen smiled: "Congratulations, Saintess Lin, on breaking through to the Nirvana Realm."
Lin Wantang didn't reply, staring at Su Chen with a chill running down her spine.
No matter how many lifetimes have passed, women are always terrifying creatures.
A powerful prodigy from the Zixiao Dao Sect spoke up:
"Nangong Chen, everyone says you are the number one person in the Qingming Dao Domain in ten thousand years."
"I, Chu Hao, challenge you! Whether you are truly the number one person in the Qingming Dao Domain in ten thousand years has not yet been acknowledged by me, Chu Hao!"
Su Chen looked at the Zixiao Dao Palace prodigy who called himself Chu Hao, his expression calm and indifferent: "Chu Hao?"
"Sorry, I haven't heard of him."
Chu Hao's eyes flashed with purple runes, and then a massive body appeared.
"Today you will hear the name of me, Chu Hao!"
Faced with the suddenly transformed Chu Hao blocking his way, Su Chen flicked his hand, a white, jade-like palm slapping Chu Hao away, sending him flying like a shooting star, disappearing before his eyes.
"Thunder Body, it's such a hassle to swat at, it's so tingling and numb,"
Su Chen muttered to himself, nonchalantly.
The geniuses of the Purple Cloud Dao Sect suddenly paled.
Chu Hao, who was considered one of the top geniuses in the Purple Cloud Dao Sect, was now being swatted away like a fly.
Could the legendary Nangong Chen be so powerful?