Was it you that night?
Chapter 250 - 248: The Miracle Reappears

Chapter 250: Chapter 248: The Miracle Reappears

"This is but a minor matter; of course I am willing to clarify this rumor!"

No sooner had Changkong Sword Saint’s voice faded than the Sword Net pressing around his body vanished without a trace.

He had long heard of Shen Qinghe’s powerful Life-bound Magic Treasure and had been psychologically prepared, but it was only when he truly exchanged blows with Shen Qinghe that he realized the rumors didn’t do justice to the reality.

With the improvement of Shen Qinghe’s cultivation, her Life-bound Magic Treasure had already become a Great Killing Device capable of slaying a Mahayana practitioner like himself.

"Then I must trouble the senior, Qinghe is immensely grateful!" Shen Qinghe said respectfully.

Changkong Sword Saint looked at Shen Qinghe with a complex expression, "May I dare to ask to what extent has the Fairy’s cultivation reached?"

Shen Qinghe responded with a light smile, "What does the senior think?"

"Mahayana complete stage?" Changkong Sword Saint ventured.

Shen Qinghe simply smiled without answering, neither confirming nor denying, which only increased Changkong Sword Saint’s anxiety, "What exactly is Fairy Qinghe’s cultivation level? Could you possibly tell me?"

At this moment, Dongfang Wuya came over and said, "In this past year, she has attracted two heavenly tribulations; logically, she should be at the Union Stage Cultivation. But even I am not certain what specific stage her cultivation has reached!"

Upon hearing this, Changkong Sword Saint’s expression changed, "Impossible!"

If Shen Qinghe’s cultivation was at the Union Stage, how could she possibly overpower a Sword Saint with Mahayana cultivation? It made no sense!

"She herself isn’t sure of her cultivation level, so your doubt is understandable. By the way, when you return this time, please spread the conspiracy of the Demon Queen and her daughter Nan Sheng. If you do not do it well, I will come looking for you," said Dongfang Wuya, his lips curving slightly, "My temper is not as good as hers, and I’ve killed more than a few..."

"I will definitely spread the word; please rest assured, Mr. Wuya!" Changkong Sword Saint hurriedly stated before Shen Qinghe could finish speaking.

If even Shen Qinghe’s cultivation has reached such a frightening level, then one can hardly imagine the extent of Mr. Wuya’s cultivation.

"A guest has come, let this one see you off," said Dongfang Wuya as he patted Changkong Sword Saint’s shoulder with a light touch.

Changkong Sword Saint knew that he ranked among the top ten in cultivation within the cultivation world, yet Dongfang Wuya’s casual touch nearly made him kneel to the ground.

Just as he was about to fall, a force steadied him.

He looked at Dongfang Wuya with uncertainty and met his affectionate peach blossom eyes, "Dare I ask what is Mr. Wuya’s cultivation level?"

Dongfang Wuya replied while pulling out the Ancient Divine Mantra Shen Qinghe had given him, "This is a Secret Manual Qinghe specially found for me, and I only started practicing these things in the past year. I’ve never been fond of cultivation, but Qinghe likes to see me work hard, so I had to satisfy her little request."

Changkong Sword Saint saw the words "Ancient Divine Mantra" and took a long while to come to his senses, "Is Mr. Wuya a descendant of the Ancient God?"

Many have said that Dongfang Wuya has a mysterious background, with no one knowing his origin or his cultivation level. Could it be that his identity has always been so special, not that of an ordinary mortal?

"Perhaps it’s possible?" said Dongfang Wuya, letting go of Changkong Sword Saint, "I’ve escorted you this far, safe travels!"

Changkong Sword Saint gazed at Dongfang Wuya, still dazed, to which Dongfang Wuya raised an eyebrow, "What’s wrong, can’t bear to leave?"

As if waking from a dream, Changkong Sword Saint led his people away on their swords.

As he traveled by sword, he reviewed the records of the Ancient God and indeed found an old, tattered book. According to it, the Ancient Gods had been extinct for a hundred thousand years, but they had indeed left descendants, waiting for the right opportunity for their miracles to be revealed again...

He looked back toward the direction of the Sky Pole Sect, his expression grave.

Thinking about it, Shen Qinghe’s life had been saved by Dongfang Wuya, and Shen Qinghe had almost married Dongfang Wuya. It was said that Shen Qinghe had long started Dual Cultivation with Dongfang Wuya.

If Dongfang Wuya truly was a descendant of a deity, then with Shen Qinghe having received Dongfang Wuya’s virgin self, anything else happening to her seemed hardly a surprise.

At that moment, he believed Dongfang Wuya to be the legendary divine miracle reincarnated.

Thus, the Demon Queen’s encouragement for him to confront Shen Qinghe might indeed be part of a conspiracy.

Inside the Sky Pole Sect, no one had expected the Changkong Sword Saint to arrive in a rush and leave just as swiftly. They had thought the Sky Pole Sect would face a disaster or be soaked in blood. Who knew Shen Qinghe alone would force back a Mahayana Sword Saint?

This event left everyone in shock.

"Is it over, just like that?" Shen Zhiyao voiced the question on everyone’s mind.

Only then did everyone notice Shen Zhiyao.

Speaking of which, Shen Zhiyao hadn’t shown herself in a year. The last time she had just reached the Nascent Soul, and now, she had astonishingly become a Divinity Transformation Stage practitioner. This left everyone present dumbfounded.

If Shen Qinghe was a Mahayana practitioner now, it would seem within everyone’s grasp of acceptance, since after all, Dongfang Wuya, an incredible man, had conducted Dual Cultivation with Shen Qinghe. Shen Qinghe’s progression would be too slow if it didn’t live up to Dongfang Wuya’s profoundly reinforcing body.

But how could Shen Zhiyao be so formidable?

Shu Xiu, after getting over her initial shock, rushed to Shen Zhiyao and inquired, "Are you at the Divinity Transformation Stage now?"

"Yes, all thanks to Qinghe’s blessing," Shen Zhiyao replied with a smile that was all teeth and no eyes.

Thanks to Qinghe’s blessing, Dongfang Wuya had given her an Immortal Pill. And it was Qinghe who brought her a copy of the "Heaven and Earth Heart Scripture" from the Black River Secret Realm. This secret manual seemed tailor-made for her, and she trained as effortlessly as a fish swimming in water, so effortlessly that even she herself was astonished.

But she also knew that she was different from Qinghe.

In the past year, Qinghe had been cultivating the "Chaos Immortal Scripture," a scripture which, as one might deduce from the name, was an Immortal Family Canon.

Before creation, all was chaos; heaven and earth originated from chaos, and all beings from chaos. The scripture Qinghe was cultivating was precisely the Chaos Immortal Scripture. The fact that Little Rope could integrate with Qinghe’s body was likely due to the special nature of the scripture she cultivated.

Perhaps it was also because of the peculiarity of the scripture Qinghe cultivated that no one knew the true extent of Qinghe’s cultivation base.

In other words, this world might no longer be able to confine Qinghe. The laws of the cultivation world could not bind her; even the hierarchy of cultivators could not restrain her. Qinghe might ascend to become immortal at any moment.

Thinking of this possibility, she felt both joy and sorrow.

If Elder Shen awoke one day to find Qinghe had ascended, would he be happy or sad?

If Qinghe became immortal, should she cry or laugh?

She did not want to part with Qinghe. The thought of one day hardly seeing Qinghe again, she couldn’t bring herself to feel happy.

While Shen Zhiyao was lost in her melancholy, Dongfang Wuya walked up beside Shen Qinghe and naturally took her hand.

With a face full of question marks, Shen Qinghe looked towards Dongfang Wuya, and he returned her glance with a smile, "Mr. Wuya will take you home!"

Shen Qinghe thought to herself that she could return to the Simple Residence Courtyard on her own and didn’t need him to take her.

She tried to pull her hand back, but she couldn’t break free from Dongfang Wuya’s grip.