Chapter 138: The Eldest Senior Brother of Luodi Mountain (Part 3)

"You are no match for Nangong Chen!"
Lin Wantang looked at Su Chen, vaguely sensing that his cultivation had improved again.
"Senior Brother, mighty!"
Xiao Qianling, tied to a pillar, couldn't help but shout as she watched Su Chen display his power.
Lin Wantang's gaze turned cold, instantly making Xiao Qianling's face fall.
The fearless little devil who struck fear into the hearts of the Qingming Dao Domain had actually fallen to Lin Wantang's hands.
Su Chen suppressed a laugh and said, "Lin Wantang, what do you want in return for releasing Junior Sister Xiao?"
Lin Wantang said coldly, "I want you to marry me."
Su Chen looked at the icy, stunningly beautiful woman, like a moon goddess descended to earth, and shook his head in refusal: "Sorry, I am devoted to the Dao."
Lin Wantang said unwillingly, "Nangong Chen, if you are devoted to the Dao, why did you come to this appointment?"
Su Chen was helpless.
He didn't actually want to come either.
The other prodigies of the Purple Cloud Palace wanted to stand up and say a few words in defense of their Holy Maiden.
However, thinking of Chu Hao, who had been slapped away,
they involuntarily swallowed their words.
Lin Wantang reached out, her jade sword pressed against Xiao Qianling's neck.
"Nangong Chen, if you can leave the Purple Cloud Palace unharmed today, we will have nothing to do with each other again."
"If you cannot leave, you must accept my arrangements, Lin Wantang's."
Su Chen was helpless.
He roughly understood why Nangong Chen had run away from his arranged marriage and hidden in Luodi Mountain.
This was truly terrifying.
However, he still wanted to bring Xiao Qianling back to Luodi Mountain.
The air seemed to freeze.
One after another, the prodigies of the Zixiao Dao Sect emerged.
Such a grand spectacle!
Long Qiu pulled Ji Changkong behind a massive mountain peak belonging to the Zixiao Dao Sect.
“Goodness… if you ask me, Xiao Chenzi should just give in to that crazy woman. He won’t lose anything anyway.”
Long Qiu patted his chest, muttering a complaint.
Ji Changkong nodded in deep agreement.
“Senior Long Qiu, do you think our senior brother can hold off all the geniuses of the Zixiao Holy Land by himself?” Ji Changkong asked curiously.
“I don’t know,” Long Qiu shook his head helplessly. “During this period of seclusion, I saw that Xiao Chenzi’s swordsmanship had improved again. But this time, it’s clear the Zixiao Dao Sect doesn’t want to let Xiao Chenzi go. Since an ancient freak has broken the seal and appeared in this world…”
The world darkened, countless beams of divine light shone down, obscuring the sun and moon.
Ji Changkong rode on Longqiu, the two of them peeking out curiously to look at the battlefield.
Battlefield remnants were everywhere.
Powerful prodigies from the Purple Cloud Dao Palace lay scattered about, bitter smiles on their faces.
One of them, the most powerful, had his upright hair cut off, his feathered robe tattered.
The freak that Long Qiu had described as the one who had revived within the Purple Cloud Dao Palace, stared at the lines on his palm, questioning his very existence.
Long Qiu's expression brightened: "Little Chenzi actually possesses such strength! It seems he has already stepped into the Dao Realm. Indeed, I, Long Qiu, have taught him well!"
Ji Changkong: "..."
Su Chen approached Lin Wantang, who was kneeling on one knee, unable to rise.
"I, Nangong Chen, am devoted to the Dao."
Then, passing Lin Wantang, he raised his sword and cleaved the chains, releasing Xiao Qianling.
Xiao Qianling's expression was joyful: "Thank you, Senior Brother."
Su Chen, without any lingering attachment, gracefully departed with Xiao Qianling.
Lin Wantang's voice still echoed behind them.
"Nangong Chen, from this day forward, there is no longer any connection between us!"
Su Chen sighed inwardly.
Nangong Chen truly had no romantic feelings; only the pursuit of the Great Dao remained in his heart.
In that case, severing ties was not a bad thing.
Seeing this, Ji Changkong and Long Qiu quickly left the mountain peak and followed Su Chen's footsteps. The three of them and their beast left the Zixiao Dao Sect.
Inside the main hall of the Zixiao Dao Sect
An elder looked in the direction Su Chen and the others had left, puzzled. "Holy Lord," he asked, "does he really intend to let Nangong Chen leave so easily?"
The Zixiao Holy Lord sighed. "This was nothing more than a squabble between juniors. Since the Nangong family's boy has no interest in Wan Tang, severing his ties as soon as possible is a good choice for both Nangong Chen and Wan Tang."
The elder was suspicious, muttering to himself, "Holy Lord, why don't you put down the Zixiao Sword?"
Several times he had suspected that his Holy Lord might have stepped forward and cleaved Nangong Chen in two with a single stroke.
After all, everyone in the Zixiao Dao Sect knew how much the Holy Lord doted on his daughter.
In fact, it was just as the elder thought.
If it weren't for that old dragon,
the Zixiao Holy Lord certainly wouldn't have let Su Chen leave the Zixiao Dao Sect so easily today.
.......
Back at Luodi Mountain
The old man in hemp robes was very surprised.
His eldest disciple returned unharmed.
"Severing all emotional ties, focusing solely on the Dao, and having no further connection—that doesn't seem so bad."
The old man in hemp clothing clicked his tongue.
On Mount Luodi
Su Chen looked at Xiao Qianling, utterly helpless.
"Junior Sister Xiao, from today onwards, you are not allowed to leave the mountain until you reach the Nirvana Realm!"
Su Chen's tone left no room for argument.
Xiao Qianling stuck out her pink tongue, knowing Su Chen wasn't joking, and had no choice but to accept her fate.
Upon hearing this, Ji Changkong couldn't help but chuckle. His junior sister's confinement was a great relief.
"And you, Junior Brother Ji, you're no different from Junior Sister Xiao. You're not allowed to leave the mountain until you break through to the Nirvana Realm!"
Su Chen wanted to nip the trouble in the bud.
Ji Changkong was stunned.
Xiao Qianling laughed gleefully.
Forty thousand years had passed since Fang Bubai attained enlightenment.
The path of cultivation would only become more difficult from now on.
Not everyone would be qualified to obtain enough divine resources to survive until the next great era.
He, Su Chen, was single-mindedly devoted to the Dao in this life!