Peace Order
Chapter 492 - 19: Mission Accomplished!

Chapter 492: Chapter 19: Mission Accomplished!

Boom!!!

The boundless Inner Qi transformed into raging flames in an instant, swirling the liquor like a dragon coiling and howling forward. The Sect Master of the Sky-reaching Sect burst into laughter, tilting his head to drink, and with a single palm strike, he unleashed a tidal wave of energy that collided with Chen Chengbi’s left hand.

The ground tore apart directly.

Nu Jianxian closed his eyes, transforming into a beam of Sword Qi to avoid Chen Chengbi’s technique.

The Angry Scale Dragon King flung his liquor jar with a shake of his hand.

Tu Shengyuan could only clutch his head and scamper away, zigzagging erratically. Yet, it seemed as if he trailed a string of afterimages behind him, dodging one lethal Absolute Skill after another, hiding behind the scenes. In the blink of an eye, the largest main garden in the City Lord Mansion had been blown into a sunken pit.

Tu Shengyuan’s eyes twitched madly.

The Sect Master from Chen Country’s number one sect in the Northern region.

The village chief of the Seventy-two Linked Villages.

All were among the top figures in the world of Grandmasters, with one being the leader of a great sect backed by tens of thousands of disciples and the other a bandit, who wouldn’t pursue personal martial prowess. Although neither ranked in the top ten of Grandmasters, they definitely possessed the means within the ten to twenty range.

Then he saw that old man, who a month ago had fought the sixth Grandmaster Qu Zaisi to a standstill with a slight disadvantage, seemingly forgetting he hadn’t fully recovered from his internal injuries, laughing out loud, his left palm strikes like a dragon, clashing with the number one Sect Master from Chen Country’s Northern Domain, while his right hand grabbed a chain and whipped it around, entangling the Angry Scale Dragon King.

An old man was fighting to the death with two top fifteen Grandmasters.

Just how profound was this old man’s martial prowess?

Tu Shengyuan cursed loudly.

The Sect Master of the Sky-reaching Sect, Ximen Hengrong, executed his fist and palm techniques, pressing down like the heavens, stirring the clouds around him to soar. The Angry Scale Dragon King, unwilling to be outdone, shouted with laughter as he crossed blades with Chen Chengbi.

Though neither had yet resorted to their killing moves, their fight was evenly matched.

Giant waves surged like the ocean, clouds climbed the sky.

The terrifying pressure was so intense that almost no one else could breathe; they all retreated, with Tu Shengyuan running especially fast. His participation in a Grandmaster-level conflict, despite also being of the Sixth Layer Heaven, would likely result in him being crushed to a pulp.

But he had emerged from the wine jar together with Chen Chengbi.

He was bound to be targeted.

A gentle voice came:

"Mr. Tu, why the hurry?"

Tu Shengyuan shivered, his back hair standing on end as the stunningly beautiful Great Elder of the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect looked at him softly, saying, "Since you’re here, why not have a drink with us?" With just a flick of her sleeve, a cup of wine flew towards him.

Tu Shengyuan performed a back bending move to avoid it.

In that moment, he stepped rapidly like a bird piercing the clouds or a flying fish entering the sea, leaving a string of afterimages behind him as he forcibly broke free from the Great Elder of the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect, and the beautiful person smiled, "It’s no wonder you’re the remaining guest elder from The World’s First Building. Your movement technique is indeed worth watching."

Nu Jianxian kept his eyes closed, not participating in the battle, still calm and collected, lifting his cup to drink.

But his Sword Qi had reached a state of perfection.

Any energy within three feet of him would be torn to shreds by his impeccable Sword Qi, leaving not even a trace, while thirteen flying swords circled around him, the Sword Intent exerting immense pressure. He remained calmly drinking his wine, even if Chen Chengbi’s or the Angry Scale Dragon King’s techniques came at him.

He just held his cup in the right hand and his sword in the left, without looking, just a horizontal block was enough to fend off attacks.

Lord Tong was almost swearing in anger.

Where did this old rag come from!

All because of the two old geezers that sprung out of the wine jar.

Four Grandmasters were restrained.

Tu Shengyuan’s steps slipped as he dodged the gentle touch of the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect.

The guest elder from The World’s First Building felt numb in his head, fearing that a single touch would turn him into a human Pill Furnace for the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect, his Inner Qi cultivating the Taoist Embryo of the sect, while his physical body would be taken away for dual cultivation as a furnace.

And just thinking about those misshapen things within the sect of the Yin Yang Reincarnation.

And those who had reversed their Yin Yang, this man who appeared as a middle-aged person but was not much younger than Chen Chengbi, felt his scalp prickle with numbness.

People think the disciples of the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect are beautiful, and some naive young heroes even joke they’d willingly become cauldrons. However, many are deformed freaks who have turned themselves neither human nor ghost, aged ones with half their faces smooth and the other half like dead wood, terrifying old witches; beautiful women don’t need to use their looks to perform the role of human cauldrons, right?

Moreover, what the true Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect pursues is dual cultivation that suppresses emotions, based on the circulation of Inner Qi.

They seek the icy charm of the Taoist way, where emotions are touched upon lightly.

Not to fall in love, for love binds the heart; nor to remain detached, for detachment separates the affections.

To love or not to love, finding the middle path is sufficient.

However, this path is difficult, and lowly methods, as such, have become increasingly common.

Pressured by pursuit, Tu Shengyuan, with bloodshot eyes, cursed vigorously, "Why don’t you go after Chen Chengbi over there? He’s full of Pure Yang Power. Stop fixating on me; I’ve been broken by trying to avoid you all."

The Great Elder of the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect replied with a smile:

"The honorific title you bestowed upon me as a guest elder isn’t pleasant to hear."

Tu Shengyuan, out of desperation, finally could not bear the chase anymore. He flipped over and turned into a shadow, evading the other party’s techniques. Then the elegant scholar couldn’t help but explode with curses, spewing vile invective that could outdo the worst ruffian:

"You androgynous freak, destined to be a widowed man in stench, a despicable male whore! You ***!"

"Your ancestors are probably hanging themselves below because of you and yet you’re smiling!"

"I haven’t said that before becoming the Great Elder, you were a piece of torn flesh used by everyone, front and back. I’m already being respectful! Fuck you, got that?! Fuck your mother!"