CHAPTER 457: CHAPTER 279 ALL TRICKS!_2

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The old man’s tone carried a hint of mockery, but he didn’t continue probing further. Everyone has their own secrets, and he wasn’t the type to bully children, especially after just a few words when he saw his granddaughter pouting unhappily.

Alas, poor granddaughter of mine, so young yet blind, and taking a liking to this lad.

"Yin Xue is indeed not dead, nor can she die."

With just one sentence, Cen Yueyue’s expression instantly froze.

If she remembered correctly, she had just said something like, if you manage to run today, I’ll write my name backwards.

The sky full of Gu worms spread out again, looking like a layer of black fog covering the ground, stretching for thousands of feet, heading forward. This was both to clear the battlefield of any remaining traces, to prevent others from discovering any clues, and to continue searching for Yin Xue’s whereabouts.

But soon the old man shook his head.

"The Blood Cultivator is far more bizarre than you imagine. Yin Xue was notorious in the Cultivation World back in the day, and even the Six Heroes of the Central Plains besieged her without success. In the end, it was that old Liu Jian who barely managed to restrain her."

"Yet ultimately she escaped, missing for over two hundred years. In those two hundred years, aside from evading pursuit, she must have been trying to recover her essence. But where in this world are there so many heavenly treasures?"

"Even though her essence was damaged, she could still firmly stand on the brink of the Body Integration Realm. Few treasures in the world could fully restore her, and now, having voluntarily scattered her skills and staked everything, it seems her end is near."

"As for why I say she’s not dead, and won’t die..."

The black fog from the distance retracted entirely, surging into the cane he wielded. It’s hard to imagine that such a withered old man was among the top masters in the entire Cultivation World.

The two Cen siblings were a bit dumbfounded, but Jiang Feng remained silent for a moment. He knew that the pile of items he had, which only Evil Cultivators could use, couldn’t fool this old man.

Do you remember the first time in Qingshui County he faced off against a cultivator, and seized that Qiankun Bag?

Inside, it detailed the processes and plans for practicing Evil Techniques and Refining Souls with Blood Techniques. The owner of that Qiankun Bag was likely of a similar level to him, just a half-baked cultivator, who probably didn’t have much ability in life.

But the cultivation method left behind was Jiang Feng’s final safeguard, an evil skill known as the Soul Refining Technique.

"Scattering one’s skills can be interpreted in two ways."

The young man spoke up.

"Firstly, it is to release all one’s cultivation realm into the heavens and earth, destroying and reconstructing one’s Dan Mansion, being reborn from a desperate situation."

"Secondly, it’s dispersal, meaning to evenly spread one’s cultivation, realm, and even the three souls and seven spirits, creating avatars in the world with the same personality, which could be understood as external embodiments."

"The only difference is that after an external embodiment dies, it can recover with a few years of rest, whereas destroying the created physical body is equivalent to losing a life."

"It’s the same for Yin Xue. The time hasn’t yet come for the Phoenix Heavenly Cave to open, so she couldn’t be so foolish to disperse her skills directly, otherwise encountering Senior Cen today would be a dead end for her."

"So, the method she used is the latter. What Senior Cen just casually killed was not just a mere avatar, but a part of her life, perhaps one-tenth, perhaps three-tenths."

The more they listened, the more surprised they became.

The other two siblings had never even heard of such a bizarre cultivation method, especially Cen Yueyue, who had just been criticizing her little boyfriend for not understanding evil cultivation.

Now it seems as though she was the one who didn’t understand?

"You seem to know quite a bit, that little girl couldn’t have taught you all this, did you figure it out yourself?"

"Uh... just guessed."

The voice lacked confidence.

"Your mind is quite sharp, but your realm is somewhat mediocre. With your level, thinking of marrying into my Cen Family really is a wild... hiss, you little brat! You’re just like your mother, my back’s been aching terribly since yesterday’s stretch!"

A sharp pain in the old waist.

His face, like old tree bark, wrinkled a few times because a certain Little Saintess from the Southern Border had somehow sneaked up behind her grandfather. In fact, she only gently nudged him with her elbow, hinting at her grandpa not to speak so harshly.

Pouting her mouth, Cen Yueyue’s face showed no fear. At home, she often joked around with her elders. When she was little, she even peed while sitting on her grandpa’s neck, and in the entire Cen Family Village, only she could freely tease the old man of the family.

"Grandpa~ Don’t make it sound so harsh. I’ve only been cultivating for three years. Grandpa was probably still in Foundation Establishment after three years of cultivation. Who knows, maybe when he comes out from the Phoenix Heavenly Cave in two years, his realm would be higher than mine."

Blinking her big, clever eyes.

"You... cough cough cough, you nearly drove me to death with anger. How can you, this wretched girl, always side with outsiders?"

"Just being realistic, oh dear, Grandpa, please say some nice words for me in front of daddy when we get home."

"Nonsense! Impossible! Even if I’m dead, it wouldn’t be possible..."

It started.

Though reluctant, he actually had a decent opinion of this young chap in his heart.

The deliberate denial of Jiang Feng’s achievements and talent was more about saving face, unwilling to admit defeat. After all, he was of the same generation as Liu Jian, and back then it was one thing to lose to him, but losing even while teaching disciples? That would be quite something.

I must have some area where I am stronger than you, this Sword Immortal.

The grandfather and granddaughter bantered back and forth, not in discord, but rather this was a reflection of their close relationship, willing to let go of elder status and playfully interact with his granddaughter without any familial airs.

This scene elicited some emotion within Jiang Feng’s heart. In his previous life, although complete, it was filled with too many troubles, leaving no time to enjoy life, constantly busy and rushing for survival.

This lifetime differed from before, as he lost most of the troubles ordinary people face, no longer burdened by economic issues, yet life seemed less complete.

No family, no relatives, living in Truman’s world for over a decade, with countless regrets, never having experienced family affection, this scene made him a bit envious, a slight smile couldn’t help but creep onto his face.

"Why the hell are you smiling! Do you think because you’re from the Purple Cloud Palace that I wouldn’t dare slap you to death!?"

"..."

The smile quickly faded, but Cen Yueyue quickly stepped in front of Jiang Feng, indicating a readiness to fight should he attempt anything.

"Huff, huff~ damn it, I’m so angry."

Panting heavily.

Witnessing his granddaughter fall in love, like a hen protecting her chick, he tightly grasped his walking stick, eyes practically ablaze with fire. After a while, he managed to calm down, then glaring at Jiang Feng, he grumbled.

"Do you know that Yin Xue woman came targeting your Swordmaster Peak?"

"I know." Nodding, then cautiously testing, he asked: "Senior Cen, there are traces of faint Sword Qi on you, could it be that my senior sister entrusted you..."

Jiang Feng wasn’t foolish, for when Cen Yueyue shouted, calling for help, Mr. Cen appeared within a ten-mile radius straight away, impossible to have arrived spontaneously. Clearly, the old man had this planned beforehand.

He even anticipated Cen Yueyue’s temperament, knowing if she couldn’t handle Yin Xue, she would inevitably call for help. Given that, he must have been observing from afar for quite a while.

Moreover, Yin Xue had been a constant target for years, hidden like a rat, yet today dared to actively come south seeking Swordmaster Peak disciples. There was definitely something fishy.

After a moment’s thought, he understood why Yin Xue’s courage suddenly grew so big.

"You’re quite sharp, indeed, your senior sister asked me... cough, implored me to keep an eye on you."

Mentioning this, Mr. Cen immediately changed his tone, even straightening his back, revealing pride and satisfaction on his face.

Truly.

This pair’s personalities and habits, whether good or bad, seemed to come from the same mold, aside from appearance, they were practically identical in every other regard.

"Liu Nuwa heard that there were traces of Blood Cultivator in the northeast of both countries, and since the injury on Yin Xue was left by Liu Jian himself, it can be understood that Yin Xue likely wants to capitalize on this chance to gather information within the Phoenix Heavenly Cave."

"Thus today, she returned to the royal capital with the Princess, without hiding her presence, flaunting herself openly, prompting Yin Xue to dare come to Dongliang City seeking you, intentionally leaving a flaw, allowing me to take action and eliminate her."

"What a pity though, Yin Xue is cunning, meticulous, and merely sent a part of herself, couldn’t be completely stopped, but still, she anticipated it well."

"How?"