The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

Chapter 142 Night Raid on the Academy

Li Qingshan, who had just finished a great battle with Xiao Ruoxue, was currently practicing the Nine Revolutions Returning to Origin Technique.

You know what?

Since this young lady began practicing the normal version of the "Yin Yang Great Joy Technique", the Yin energy in her body has increased dramatically.

For Li Qingshan, the benefits of dual cultivation were immense, far surpassing his own ten days of arduous practice.

He had a premonition that, given time, if he practiced dual cultivation every day, he could reach the peak of true qi in half a year.

Then, one can devise a method to break through and reach the Grandmaster realm.

Meanwhile, Xiao Ruoxue, looking completely content, had fallen into a deep sleep.

A faint blush still lingered on her body, a clear sign of her intense excitement and inability to contain herself.

Instead of falling asleep, Li Qingshan began to silently recite the "Huang Ting Jing" in his mind.

It's worth mentioning that ever since he began practicing the "Huang Ting Jing," he has felt his observation of his surroundings becoming increasingly refined.

Whether it's the mosquitoes flying around outside, the incessant chirping of cicadas, or... the assassins who have already made their way around!

assassin?!

Li Qingshan suddenly kicked the pillow next to him, sending it flying towards the window.

He rolled over and touched the Nine Yang Sword, then put on a long robe to cover himself.

As for Xiao Ruoxue, this young lady woke up immediately, covered herself up, and became on guard.

"Aoyama?!"

After calling out to Li Qingshan, Xiao Ruoxue quickly found a relatively safe spot and stood still. She then looked around, puzzled, and asked:

"Qingshan, what happened?"

Before Li Qingshan could speak, a voice that was neither male nor female and contained strange and peculiar connotations suddenly rang out.

"Hehehe, no wonder he is the holy son favored by the Holy Maiden and the Old Mother."

This level of vigilance is indeed far beyond that of ordinary people, but it's useless, hehehe, Your Majesty, you'd better come with me.

As for that vile woman, let her be buried here today.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared outside the window, tall and thin, wrapped in a white robe, looking particularly eerie.

"Who are you?!"

Li Qingshan did not rush to make a move. He held the Nine Yang Sword in one hand and protected Xiao Ruoxue behind him with the other.

"Holy Son, I am the Yin-Yang Protector of the White Lotus Holy Sect, sent by the Holy Maiden to take you away from here."

As he spoke, the Yin-Yang Protector began to laugh eerily, a laugh that was chilling and sent shivers down one's spine.

However, Li Qingshan did not respond easily, but instead continued to look around warily.

"Let the rest of you come out. Stop hiding. I don't believe you're the only one who dares to come to Tiantong Academy."

It wasn't that Li Qingshan was being overly cautious.

Instead, he never considered that with Elder Zhou in Tiantong Academy, how dare these people come to his door to kidnap him?

Unless they have enough confidence and strength.

"Hehehe, Holy Son, stop struggling. Today, I am the only one who has come. The rest of you have gone to stop that old man."

"If Your Majesty is willing to surrender and come with me, you can be spared some physical suffering. Otherwise, I will have no choice but to take action."

That unsettling sound rang out again.

Li Qingshan did not readily believe the other party's words. After investigating again and confirming that there was only one person, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason was simple: he sensed that the old man's aura was unstable, and with his slight breathing, there was a faint gust of blood energy surging forth.

"Late stage of True Qi, interesting. It's a pity you haven't cultivated the White Lotus Manual."

"Your physical body is weak, your internal energy is insufficient, and your mental strength is also lacking. Who gives you the confidence to fight me?"

The moment the last sentence was uttered, Li Qingshan suddenly stomped his foot and flashed towards the Yin-Yang Messenger.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!"

The Yin-Yang Envoy snorted coldly, and with a flick of his fingers, the Yin-Yang Mother Sword, one long and one short, landed in his hand.

As the true energy surged, the Yin-Yang Mother-Child Sword moved like a ghost, striking several major acupoints along Li Qingshan's path.

"Ghost Shadow Mother Sword!"

However, Li Qingshan went straight up to him without any fear.

His powerful perception allowed him to instantly detect the opponent's weakness.

His mind involuntarily drifted back to the daytime events and the words Mr. Zhou had spoken about him.

"Li Qingshan, before reaching the Grandmaster realm, you don't need to worry too much about techniques."

Because all techniques are illusory before reaching the Grandmaster level; only power reigns supreme, and only power can crush everything.

What exactly is the scenery like in the Grandmaster realm?

Li Qingshan was not aware of this, and he did not have any comparison points.

But now that he has faced the Yin-Yang Messenger, he has truly understood what Elder Zhou meant.

The reason is simple: this Yin-Yang messenger is far too weak, so weak that he doesn't even have the idea of ​​toying with him.

The Nine Revolutions Returning to Origin Technique's true energy in Li Qingshan's dantian suddenly exploded, yin and yang harmonizing, directly unleashing unparalleled power.

The sword light in his hand flashed like a cold glint, or like swirling ashes, instantly piercing the Yin-Yang Messenger's chest and killing him instantly.

Before the other person could even utter a sound, they lay down on the ground, convulsing.

Subsequently, it completely lost all vitality.

Taking advantage of this moment, Li Qingshan was able to see clearly that the figure hidden under the white robe was actually a gaunt old man with strange colors of rouge painted on his face.

There is a vague sense of a male body with female features, but it also seems a bit eerie.

"She's so ugly, and she's even wearing makeup."

Li Qingshan casually spat, and the Yin-Yang Messenger became alert again.

However, despite his repeated investigations, he encountered no one and did not even sense any murderous intent in the surroundings.

"Strange, does the White Lotus Pure World Sect really think that a mere Yin-Yang Envoy can subdue me? Or is their intelligence flawed?"

Xiao Ruoxue, standing to the side, was stunned, a look of shock appearing on her fair face.

Her cherry-sized mouth was now wide open, as if it could fit an egg inside.

It took them a long time to recover from the shock they had just experienced.

It wasn't until Li Qingshan approached and waved his finger that the other person snapped out of their shock.

Even so, Xiao Ruoxue still muttered to herself.

"How is this possible, Aoyama? Why are you so terrifying?"

This person is the Yin-Yang Messenger of the White Lotus Pure World Sect. Legend has it that he is like a soul-reaper, capable of annihilating all living beings at will.

Although this statement is somewhat arrogant, it also demonstrates the power of this Yin-Yang Messenger.

His pair of Yin-Yang swords were even more terrifying; legend had it that they could kill without a trace, taking the life of the victim before the victim even had a chance to react…

Xiao Ruoxue was still rambling on about how terrifying this Yin-Yang Messenger was.

But Li Qingshan waved his hand and casually pointed to the old man who had already lost consciousness.

"In my eyes, this guy is pitifully weak. His vital energy and spirit are all lacking, making him utterly useless in combat."

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