Chapter 1130: Affairs of the Mortal World

"That's fine, then. If you die, so be it."

Han Jue stroked Chu Xiaoqi's head, smiling with a kind expression, causing Chu Xiaoqi to suddenly look up in shock.

There wasn't a single tear on the boy's Face; he wasn't even trying to make his act convincing.

Chu Xiaoqi said aggrievedly, "If I die, who will show you filial piety? You've nurtured me for so many years, you definitely won't let me die just like that."

"That's not necessarily true. I have taught countless Disciples."

"Wow, Grandpa, what is your cultivation? Is it the same as our Sect Leader? No, you hide here and no one notices you; your cultivation must be stronger than our Sect Leader's."

"My cultivation has nothing to do with you. Just Cultivate well. This grudge originally had nothing to do with you, so why wade into muddy waters?"

"That won't do. Living in this world, one must dare to love and dare to hate. He killed my brother, so I hate him. I must kill him!"

Chu Xiaoqi said indignantly, his Face becoming distorted, and for a fleeting moment, a trace of Hongmeng Despair's malevolence appeared.

Han Jue smiled and said, "Then go kill him, don't look for me."

"I can't do it, Grandpa! Teach me Spells; I can't beat him right now!"

Chu Xiaoqi stood up and began to massage Han Jue's shoulders and back, his Face full of flattery, completely disregarding his Face.

Han Jue quite enjoyed it and smiled, "Then I shall teach you a Divine Ability."

"A Divine Ability?"

Chu Xiaoqi's body trembled. After joining the Sect, he had heard of Divine Abilities; they were existences that appeared in ancient texts, far superior to Spells, and something that no one but an Immortal could learn.

Han Jue smiled and said, "This is the Heavenly Punishment Ghost God Sword. Once the sword is struck, it shocks the heavens and moves the gods. Do not use it unless you are in a desperate situation."

Heavenly Punishment Ghost God Sword!

Chu Xiaoqi's eyes widened like bells. He immediately knelt down and began to kowtow, thanking Han Jue for his guidance.

Han Jue cast a barrier, making the space within the Immortal Cave expand to a hundred miles wide to facilitate Chu Xiaoqi's practice of the Divine Ability. Such methods left Chu Xiaoqi shocked, and Han Jue's image in his heart rose infinitely.

It seemed he had still far underestimated Grandpa before.

Could he really be an Immortal!

Several months later, under Chu Xiaoqi's tireless cultivation, he finally learned the Heavenly Punishment Ghost God Sword. That earth-shattering power made him unable to stop, his Bloodline surging with excitement.

After the Divine Ability was mastered, Chu Xiaoqi left excitedly, and Han Jue continued to Cultivate.

During this time spent accompanying Chu Xiaoqi, Han Jue felt that time moved very slowly, more so than the previous hundred million years. This was the nature of experience.

Han Jue enjoyed his current life. With less fighting and killing, participating in someone else's life was also a kind of tempering, a kind of perception.

After learning the Heavenly Punishment Ghost God Sword, Chu Xiaoqi's Comprehension Ability in the Dao of the sword improved significantly. Within just one year, he learned all the sword Dao Spells that Disciples in the Sect could learn. His reputation rose like a sudden star, and even the Sect Leader personally received him.

Chu Xiaoqi was not reckless. Facing that enemy Prodigy, he did not engage in trash talk but kept looking for an opportunity.

He didn't complain to the Sect Leader either. There were countless tragedies in cultivation Sects; Mortal morality simply didn't apply. As long as one didn't betray the Sect, the Sect only valued cultivation and Aptitude.

While Han Jue was practicing, he also kept an eye on Chu Xiaoqi.

Chu Xiaoqi would visit him every once in a while, and it wasn't only when he needed help. Aside from him, no one else knew of Han Jue's existence.

Chu Xiaoqi had also been puzzled: was this place really that hard to find?

But as his cultivation grew higher, he realized it might just be that Grandpa allowed him to find it easily.

Ten years later, Chu Xiaoqi killed his Prodigy enemy outside. Because other fellow Disciples saw it, the news quickly spread back to the Sect. The Sect Leader was furious and issued a kill order. For a time, Chu Xiaoqi was fleeing everywhere in a wretched state.

He didn't even have a chance to go back and find Han Jue, being hunted across the world.

Accompanying him was a woman, the younger sister of Chu Xiaoqi's brother, named Tang Wan.

The brother Chu Xiaoqi had lost was Tang Wan's biological brother. Chu Xiaoqi took great care of her, and in his revenge plan, it was thanks to her luring that Prodigy out.

Among the mountains, Chu Xiaoqi was on a Flying Sword, his black hair fluttering. At this moment, he had shed his childishness; his skin had become fair, his Face handsome, and his gaze cold and stern, possessing the air of a Sword Immortal. Behind him was a young woman with an oval Face and sweet features, gently holding Chu Xiaoqi's waist.

Tang Wan leaned her head against Chu Xiaoqi's back and whispered, "Brother Xiaoqi, where are we going to escape to…"

Where can we escape to… Chu Xiaoqi replied, "I will find a place to settle you down, and then go find one of my Elders. He can protect us."

"Why not go directly?"

"He is still back in the Sect."

Tang Wan fell silent. She thought Chu Xiaoqi's Elder was an Elder in the Sect.

How could an Elder compare to the Sect Leader?

Just then, a beam of Sword Qi spanned the mountains and rivers, sweeping across ten thousand miles with a momentum that could swallow the world.

Chu Xiaoqi subconsciously turned his head to look. That Sword Qi was simply too fast; he had no time to dodge at all.

Boom—

The two were overturned by the Sword Qi and fell toward the earth.

If Chu Xiaoqi hadn't maneuvered the Flying Sword in time, the two would likely have been instantly crushed to pieces.

Chu Xiaoqi wanted to catch Tang Wan, but a talisman fell on him, crackling with lightning that rendered him unable to move.

He watched helplessly as Tang Wan fell into the mountain forest, his eyes instantly turning blood-red.

"Damn it!"

Chu Xiaoqi followed, crashing onto a cliff outside the forest. He felt as if his body was about to fall apart. Falling from a height of a thousand meters while already injured, even with Golden Core cultivation, was hard to bear.

A figure slowly descended, landing above Chu Xiaoqi.

This person was dressed in a green robe, wore a jade crown, and held a whisk, from which a sword blade was revealed.

"Chu Xiaoqi, you murdered a fellow Disciple. You must die."

The Daoist in Green Robe said expressionlessly, looking down at Chu Xiaoqi with an incredibly indifferent gaze.

Chu Xiaoqi struggled to climb up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the talisman on his body turned to ash and dissipated.

He first used his Divine Sense to look for Tang Wan and found her lying in a patch of grass, covered in blood and pierced with branches, looking wretched as if she were already dead, motionless.

"Then why don't you kill me?" Chu Xiaoqi asked, trying his best to keep himself calm.

The Daoist in Green Robe narrowed his eyes and said, "Hand over your Cultivation Technique and Divine Ability, and I can give you a quick death. If the Sect Leader catches you, you will surely wish you were dead; he will extract your soul and sacrifice it to a Magic Treasure, ensuring you never find peace in the afterlife."

Chu Xiaoqi grinned and said, "Want to learn? Fine, I'll teach you!"

The Daoist in Green Robe landed and said, "I am at the Nascent Soul cultivation; do not play any tricks. I will save that woman first, but if you dare to toy with me, her end will be even more miserable than yours."

Chu Xiaoqi ignored his words, turned, and walked toward the woods to check on Tang Wan's condition.

Meanwhile, on a cliff a hundred miles away, Han Jue stood at the edge, overlooking the scene. He did not interfere; neither the Daoist in Green Robe nor Chu Xiaoqi noticed his presence.