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Chapter 312: Sword Slays Red Lotus

Chapter 312: Sword Slays Red Lotus

Chen Huaian was starting to panic.

He had thought, at his speed, catching up to the remnant soul of Real Person Qionghua wouldn't be an issue.

But now he was practically at the Pill Sect's territory, and there wasn’t even a trace of her.

That was a Divine Soul of a cultivator at the Eighth Stage of Void Fusion Realm, for crying out loud. With how intense the aura it gave off, it was like a giant beacon in the sky—you could feel it from miles away.

"Could it be that Real Person Qionghua had some last-ditch escape trick?" Chen Huaian rubbed his chin and muttered, "But if she did, why not use it earlier? Losing the physical body at this stage is a huge disadvantage..."

He could only hope that she’d already regrouped with Real Person Red Lotus.

That wouldn’t be so bad—two birds, one stone.

But even after arriving near the Pill Sect, he still sensed no trace of Real Person Qionghua.

A Divine Soul couldn’t hide its aura. When she first exited her body, that stench of karmic sin was thick in the air.

Right now, the entire Pill Sect was surrounded by flames. All the industries around it had been reduced to ashes. The fire had even crept into the sect itself, leaving only the area in front of the Sect Master's Hall untouched. From a distance, he could faintly see disciples of the Pill Sect kneeling there.

Standing before them was a figure dressed in red, her silhouette backed by the indistinct forms of female cultivators from the Holy Land of Jade Pool.

Clearly, after waiting half a day with no sign of Sect Master Zhou Xuanzi, Real Person Red Lotus had lost her patience.

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"Zhou Xuanzi, if you don’t show yourself right now, then This Venerable One will burn your Pill Sect—and all your disciples—to ashes!" Red Lotus’s right hand held a cluster of fire. Her aged face was full of cracks, each glowing faintly like veins of molten lava.

She had cultivated fire to the extreme—at the cost of her appearance.

What she gave up in beauty, she gained in power. A closer union with the Dao.

"And this is how the Holy Land of Jade Pool handles things? With violence and threats?"

A voice rang out from the sky.

Red Lotus didn’t even glance toward the source of the sound. With a wave of her hand, she flung a ball of Samadhi True Fire.

At first, it was just a flickering flame. But the moment it left the Pill Sect’s boundaries, it transformed into a roaring fire dragon.

Just as the fire dragon reached within a meter of Chen Huaian, he narrowed his eyes and stared it down. The dragon’s gaping mouth immediately shattered into countless sparks. Its body was torn to pieces by invisible sword qi.

"Interesting. Your cultivation isn’t bad. But I’d advise you not to meddle in the affairs of the Holy Land of Jade Pool. The price of doing so is more than you can afford." As she spoke, Red Lotus finally turned to face him. But the arrogance and disdain on her face froze in an instant. Her voice cracked with shock:

"You're… the Sword Pavilion Patriarch?!"

He was unmistakable.

There were plenty of white-haired cultivators in the Cangyun Realm.

But most kept their hair white to appear more venerable or authoritative due to age.

Yet his hair—his was like a cascade of moonlight. Far too rare.

It wasn’t a symbol of aging. It was... an accessory.

Chen Huaian looked around but didn’t see Real Person Qionghua. Red Lotus’s reaction was odd, too.

So... she really hadn’t regrouped with her?

How foolish. With her body gone, every moment burned through her true essence. She probably wouldn’t even make it back to the Holy Land before burning out.

Though maybe she had some unknown escape trick.

Chen Huaian decided: end this fast. He wouldn’t give Real Person Yuyao the chance to arrive.

“If you know my name, then you should also know—I’m not here to joke around.” His gaze sharpened. One foot tapped the ground, and his tall frame shot upward, riding the wind as he darted toward Red Lotus like a drifting shadow.

“Just a brat at the Fifth Stage, and you dare act so arrogant?!” Red Lotus bellowed.

Behind her, a crimson Small World projection burst forth.

It brimmed with volcanoes and lava—a lifeless, scorched hellscape.

Scorching heat and dazzling light erupted outward, like a sun rising from flat earth.

At the same time, she thrust her palms forward. Power from her Small World condensed in the air, forming two massive blazing palms, each so large they seemed to blot out half the sky.

Compared to them, Chen Huaian looked no more than a moth to flame—about to be engulfed in an instant.

He stared coldly at the incoming palms. In that moment, his aura surged—his cultivation rising from the First all the way to the Eighth Stage of Void Fusion in a flash.

With a series of internal explosions of spiritual energy, his hand fell silently to his sword’s hilt.

The moment his fingers gripped the hilt—

Celestial music echoed from the horizon, chanting:

"The Sword Pavilion stands tall and unyielding—"

The Black Scales Sword unsheathed. A towering silver-white curtain of sword light rose before him.

He stood behind the curtain. Thousands of reflections bloomed across it like a kaleidoscope.

"One man guards the gate, and none shall pass!"

As the words fell, Chen Huaian didn’t move.

All those reflected figures thrust their swords forward in unison.

Green Lotus Sword Manual, Sword Form Five—Sword at the Gate.

The only defensive form in the Green Lotus Sword Manual.

Red Lotus’s attack was vicious. Even if it couldn’t kill him, it aimed to destroy everyone in the Pill Sect. That was the only reason he used this form to block it.

The flaming palms smashed into the curtain and halted with a screeching stop, unable to advance an inch. Ripples spread across the silver light. Each sword in the mirrored forms trembled, dispersing waves of silver like raindrops hitting a river of stars.

Then, a counterforce of sword intent surged back.

The sword intent from all the reflections merged. The flaming palms shattered into a thousand cracks and were torn to pieces in an instant.

"Impossible?!" Red Lotus’s expression twisted in shock.

She realized too late—this Sword Pavilion Patriarch was not limited to the Fifth Stage.

An overwhelming pressure crashed down on her. Her body froze. Her hands trembled at her sides. Blood oozed from her seven orifices.

"Void Fusion... Eighth Stage? No way... weren’t you just at Fifth..."

Chen Huaian now stood right in front of her.

With a soft motion, he thrust his sword.

The strike was slow. So slow the blade mirrored the flowing sky, the Small World behind him—massive, far bigger than her fire orb—the Sword Pavilion and Lingxi Valley within that world, lush forests, and distant oceans.

Silent and seamless, the blade pierced through Red Lotus’s chest.

He withdrew it and drifted backward, landing on a charred pine atop the Pill Sect ruins. Arms folded around his sword, robe immaculate and spotless.

Only then—

The suppressed sword intent detonated within her.

A muffled boom.

Her body exploded into a bloody mist. All that remained was a pool of blood and a bottomless sword scar.

Slaying someone a whole major realm below was no challenge at all.

Even the Divine Soul was wiped out.

Chen Huaian confirmed: 100 Righteous Cultivator Shards acquired.

Just as he was about to use Heavenly Fate Calculation to find Real Person Qionghua—

A system prompt popped up before his eyes.

[You have slain Real Person Qionghua. Rewards: 80 Righteous Cultivator Shards, one of Real Person Qionghua's storage rings. (As the kill was not solely yours, you receive only half the original shard reward.)]

Chen Huaian: “?”