Am I the old man who's always by my apprentices' side?

Chapter 16 Dimensionality Reduction Strike
"clang--"

With a crisp sound, Chang Ping'an swung his sword horizontally in front of him, blocking Xie Yan's thrust.

The moment the broad blade touched Xie Yan's bladeless sword, the red true energy vanished like a flame disappearing into water, and the bladeless sword shattered into several pieces in the blink of an eye, falling to the ground.

This scene stunned everyone, including Xie Yan.

Chang Ping'an was not stunned.

He swung his sword upwards, then swept it forward along the blade, sending spiritual energy flying towards Xie Yan's waist.

A faint flash of sword light appeared.

Swift as thunder, powerful as a dragon's roar.

The next second, crimson blood was splattered onto the white jade bricks in the front yard of the villa, embedding itself into the cracks along with the patterns on the bricks, which was quite glaring.

With a single move, Chang Ping'an's sword, slightly wider than an ordinary longsword, sliced ​​Xie Yan in half like cutting tofu. His internal organs, intestines, and blood spilled onto the ground, filling the air with a stench.

Immortal techniques versus martial arts, spiritual power versus true qi—it's truly a dimensional reduction attack!
Chang Pingan looked up and saw Xie Yan's incredulous expression still frozen on his face, his eyes filled with confusion, and his fingers gripping the sword hilt even trembled slightly, as if he hadn't realized what had happened.

The others were equally frightened. The group of inner disciples who had previously been surrounding Xie Yan, joking and waiting to see Chang Ping'an make a fool of himself, were all so frightened that their faces turned pale and they couldn't utter a single word.

Xie Yan is a famous young talent. He is only twenty years old and has already reached the eighth rank of cultivation. It is not impossible for him to become a first-class master above the fifth rank in the future. At present, the old master of the Sword Forging Manor is only a third-rank innate Venerable. There are less than ten masters above the fifth rank in the entire manor!

Unless it is the manor lords or elders who take action, it is impossible to kill a disciple with such cultivation level in one blow!
What truly chilled Wan Qizhongqiu was that even he hadn't clearly seen the sword technique just now!

Even though the Chang family boy's true energy meridians had been severed long ago, and he himself did not feel any surge of true energy, the other party was still able to unleash such a powerful sword move. What kind of peerless sword technique and divine weapon is this?

If you want him to deal with this strange sword technique, there is only one way—kill him before the sword's owner makes a move.

Unfortunately, with such a peerless weapon in hand, there are probably very few people in the world who could do it.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly sighed twice: "Alas, alas! You child, you went a bit too far!"

This single sentence seems to have set the tone for the whole affair.

Immediately afterward, from the back of the crowd, Elder Du Jingshan strolled out, seemingly oblivious to the death of his disciple. He carefully examined Chang Ping'an, his eyes filled with admiration, and asked, "Are you the son of Fang Yunying and Chang Boqing?"

Chang Pingan looked directly at Du Jingshan calmly and replied, "Exactly."

Du Jingshan frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable under Chang Ping'an's gaze, but he didn't care. Instead, he asked, "The sword technique you just used doesn't seem like the swordsmanship in the manor. Could it be a family heirloom? This sword also looks like an unparalleled divine weapon. It was probably forged for you by Fang Yunying, wasn't it?"

After speaking, he paused and added, "I see that you have extraordinary talent. You can do so well even with your true qi meridians broken. Why don't you become my disciple? I will find a way to nourish your meridians and you may be able to reconnect them in the future!"

Although Chang Ping'an replied to Du Jingshan, his gaze shifted to Wan Qizhongqiu's face: "I already have a master and have no further connection with the Sword Casting Manor. My swordsmanship and this Night Talk White Egret sword were both passed down by my master."

At this point, he glanced coldly at Du Jingshan: "Besides, my sect does not cultivate internal energy."

Du Jingshan flew into a rage, flicking his sleeve: "Absurd! What kind of country bumpkin is he? How could he compare to the Sword Forging Manor!" "Jingshan,"

It was Wan Qizhongqiu who stopped Du Jingshan from speaking recklessly. He first sternly rebuked Du Jingshan, and then turned to Chang Ping'an and said in a gentle tone, "Who is your master? I have never encountered such superb swordsmanship, nor have I ever seen such a divine weapon. I really wish to make his acquaintance."

Chang Pingan hesitated.

He really didn't know how to deal with it.

If Wanqi Zhongqiu and the others were dissatisfied with his killing of Xie Yan and wanted to fight him, he certainly wouldn't mind killing anyone who came at him.

But if these people are just making sarcastic remarks to him, then he can just leave without getting entangled with them.

The fact that he was smiling and wanted to befriend himself, and even his master, was an outcome Chang Ping'an had never imagined.

He especially couldn't understand Du Jingshan. He had just killed Du Jingshan's disciple, yet the other party was acting as if he appreciated talent and wanted to take him as a disciple.

Chang Ping'an looked at the group of pale-faced inner disciples and couldn't help but feel sympathy.

If anything happens to me, my master will definitely step in to uphold justice!

After a long pause, he finally replied, "My master's surname is Zhang, and his given name is Chengdao. He has mastered the art of immortality and does not practice martial arts."

As soon as Chang Ping'an finished speaking, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

If it weren't for the serious expression on Chang Ping'an's face, everyone would have thought that Chang Ping'an was just playing a prank on people for fun!

Where in this world is there a way to live forever, and how could there possibly be any art to become an immortal?
Du Jingshan was even more furious, thinking that Chang Ping'an was deliberately humiliating everyone. He immediately scolded, "You little beast, you disrespect your teachers and elders, you are not friendly to your fellow disciples, you are unfilial and disrespectful to your brothers. You deserve to be taught a lesson!"

As he spoke, he disregarded the fact that Wan Qizhongqiu was still standing to the side, and leaped up, striking Chang Ping'an with a palm.

Wanqi Zhongqiu seemed to be too slow to react, only uttering two "Hey" sounds as he made a move to stop him, but his movements were too slow and he couldn't get there in time.

However, Chang Ping'an's expression did not change. He calmly circulated his spiritual energy and reached out to meet Du Jingshan's palm strike.

Although Du Jingshan was the head elder of the Sword Forging Manor, in terms of cultivation, he was only a sixth-rank martial artist and not very powerful, so Chang Ping'an was not afraid of him at all.

What truly made Chang Ping'an fearless was the fact that spiritual energy could refine true qi.

He wasn't afraid that Du Jingshan wouldn't use his true energy; rather, he was afraid that Du Jingshan wouldn't be willing to use it!
Just as they were thinking this, their palms finally met.

One was imbued with deep red true energy, while the other carried unseen spiritual power. The moment they clashed, the true energy that should have surged forth, like sheep following their leader, obediently plunged into the spiritual power within Chang Ping'an's body, sinking into the sea without causing a ripple.

Before Du Jingshan could even wonder, he suddenly realized that his powerful internal energy was being drawn away by something and was flowing into Chang Ping'an's body!
He was horrified: "What kind of demonic power is this?!"

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