World's No. 1 Swordsman-Chapter 110: Shallow Cultivation

Once a Golden Core was formed, one would begin their journey to becoming an immortal.

Eight hundred years would pass, a name to be left in the world.

Upon hearing Wang Sheng say that the Golden Core Realm cultivator in the sky was their master, the instructors breathed a short sigh of relief, though they still did not lower their guard.

Wang Sheng leaped onto the roof of a nearby truck, calling out to his master several times before explaining that the corrupt cultivators who had caused the disturbance had all been eliminated. Only then did the Golden Core Daoist, who had rushed over from the northwest, withdraw his aura and slowly descend.

Qing Yanzi seemed to be deliberately descending at an increasingly slower pace. Standing on a treasured sword, he drew envious gazes from many members of the Special Warfare Unit. In a corner, Fei Lianzi couldn't help but sigh. He had actually considered snatching a disciple from a Golden Core Realm cultivator...

Among the entire sword sect, no one was currently capable of flying with a sword. Worse, now that they had finally seen one, he turned out to be a Golden Core Realm cultivator from another sect.

Qing Yanzi stopped his descent at thirty to forty meters in the air. "Little Xuan, Little Sheng, have either of you been injured? There are traces of blood on that island in the distance. Was it the corrupt cultivators?"

Wang Sheng felt a bit puzzled at first, but he soon realized that his master could be hesitating to face the mistress and was purposely keeping his distance.

For a moment, Zhang Zikuang and the others were unsure whether they should speak. The high-ranking military officers kept their eyes fixed on the man in the sky, while Chi Ling sat quietly, not even looking up.

Wang Sheng quickly replied, "Nearly two hundred corrupt cultivators from the Five Gods Cult, Tianlin Sect, and others have been eliminated. These men here are instructors of the Special Warfare Unit."

"I had a sudden impulse to leave seclusion, but it seems this trip was unnecessary. So long as the corrupt cultivators have been eradicated, all is well. The two of you have shallow cultivation, so don't cause trouble for others," Qing Yanzi reminded.

Neither Wang Sheng nor Mu Wanxuan found anything unusual about his remark, but the elite members of the Special Warfare Unit and their instructors couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Their cultivation is considered shallow?

Every one of the Special Warfare Unit elites had been nurtured with countless resources. Even ordinary disciples of sacred mountains would never receive such treatment.

For Wang Sheng to have reached such a level of cultivation and sword mastery at his age...

Even less had to be said for the Quiet Fairy, who was beside him. She had reached the late stage of the Seed Formation Realm and was already on the verge of stepping into the Celestial Embryo Stage. With her mastery over yin-yang qi, she had completely trapped the evil Daoist expert Sturdy Iron God, leaving him utterly powerless.

The nine instructors had even gathered earlier to analyze Mu Wanxuan's yin-yang qi. They came to the conclusion that unless someone could decisively defeat her in one strike, they would all end up like Sturdy Iron God. Nevertheless, her cultivation was considered shallow.

Quite a few cultivators present were so frustrated they almost wanted to curse out loud. However, Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan's master, a Golden Core Realm expert, was the one to make such a claim, leaving them with no way to argue and nothing to say.

Yan Zhengnan laughed. "Daoist Brother Qing Yanzi, why not come down and join us?"

"You're here too, Daoist Brother Zhengnan? I came in a hurry, and the high-altitude winds were harsh. My robes are tattered, making it inconvenient for me to present myself," Qing Yanzi said from above. "Anyway, I won't disturb you all any further. Little Sheng and Little Xuan, if you are unharmed, come speak with me."

Qing Yanzi flew slowly in an arc above the Special Warfare Unit members before landing by the seaside, about a hundred meters away. Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan immediately rushed to greet their master.

One instructor muttered, "What was that all about? A Golden Core expert flies in, circles once, then just leaves?"

The rest could only smile wryly.

Had they known that the Daoist sects now had a Golden Core Realm expert, they could have called him over sooner and saved themselves all that effort in forming tactics.

Qing Yanzi's sudden arrival had completely disrupted the open-air meeting.

A gray-haired military officer asked, "That person is the master of Wang Fei Yu and Mu Bu Yu? Is his cultivation above yours, Zikuang?"

The nine instructors nodded and sighed.

Mu Qiuli said flatly, "In ancient texts, the Golden Core Realm is considered the first great threshold of the Daoist path. My master cultivated in seclusion for over sixty years before the resurgence of primal qi. With such an accumulation and the help of alchemy pills to restore his vitality, he finally reached the Golden Core Realm several months ago.

"According to the records, Qing Yanzi should be in his forties, at the prime of his life, with his essence and blood at full vigor. Given his innate talent, it's no surprise he reached the Golden Core Realm so quickly."

Yan Zhengnan nudged the sulking Zhang Zikuang with his shoulder, teasing, "Why don't you challenge him? Whoever wins gets the disciples."

"That... isn't necessarily impossible!" Zhang Zikuang responded as he stiffened his neck. However, just as he was about to declare that he could have a chance to take down a Golden Core Realm expert, he recalled the oppressive aura that he had just felt.

The instructor shrugged. "Once I reach the Golden Core Realm myself, maybe I'll stand a chance. For now, though, forget it. We only have about two and a half Illusory Cores at best. His cores are solid, and he already has three. We're absolutely no match for him."

The group of Special Warfare Unit men immediately broke into laughter. Whenever they gathered, they often told all sorts of crude or offbeat jokes. Now that the strict rules of Daoist sects no longer bound them, such talks didn't matter to them.

However, Chi Ling, who had been sitting quietly the entire time, suddenly stood up and fixed Zhang Zikuang with a sharp glare, her eyes burning with anger. "Do you think this is funny?"

Zhang Zikuang blinked. Despite being a high-level cultivator, he instinctively hesitated in front of the captain of the investigation unit, who had no cultivation at all. "N-no, it's not funny."

"There are hundreds of corpses lying there. Do you really think now is the time to laugh?"

Zhang Zikuang looked ashamed. He straightened his back and stood at attention. "I, Instructor Zhang Zikuang of the Special Warfare Unit, acted thoughtlessly and irresponsibly! I will accept any reprimand and punishment, Captain!" freewēbnoveℓ.com

Chi Ling took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment. Her fingers trembled slightly. "I apologize for overstepping my authority. I'm feeling a bit exhausted. I'll rest for a while."

It was obvious to everyone that something was off with her. As she left the temporary command center with a few key members of the investigation unit, the rest of the group exchanged puzzled glances.

Yan Zhengnan cleared his throat. "Ahem. I seem to recall Fei Yu calling Captain Chi Ling 'Mistress' every now and then."

The instructors immediately looked as if they had just solved a great mystery. Their eyes lit up as they huddled together, whispering among themselves.

"Wait, seriously? That doesn't seem right. The captain of the investigation unit and a Golden Core Realm cultivator?"

"By the infinite gods above... this gossip is a landmine waiting to explode!"

"Doesn't Captain Chi Ling have a daughter? So that Daoist master was married in his younger days, and he still managed to reach the Golden Core Realm this quickly?"

"Enough! Quiet down! Captain Chi Ling was right! You've all become too undisciplined!" a high-ranking officer sternly interjected through the chatter, making the group instantly straighten up and quiet down.

An elderly man said, "Regardless of personal matters, anyone capable of training disciples like Fei Yu and Bu Yu must have commendable character. He is a righteous cultivator who cares about the world at large.

"He's precisely the kind of person we should be cooperating with. Get ready to receive him properly. Considering the Special Warfare Unit will face all kinds of challenges in the future, having another powerful ally at a critical moment can only be a good thing."

His words were taken as an official order. Zhang Zikuang and the others immediately got to work, and the temporary command center became busy once again.

***

By the shore, Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan approached the middle-aged Daoist standing at the edge of the water, gazing silently into the distance. They both bowed in greeting.

No matter how familiar they were, they still had to show proper respect.

"Greetings, Master."

"Mm!"

"You two haven't been causing trouble while out in the world, have you?" The warmth in Qing Yanzi's tone instantly put Wang Sheng at ease. The Daoist turned around with a smile, and Wang Sheng couldn't help but blink in surprise.

Qing Yanzi's journey here had clearly not been a peaceful one.

It hadn't been obvious from behind, but the moment he turned around, even Mu Wanxuan couldn't help but show a hint of mild distaste. His beard was unkempt, his hair looked like a bird's nest, and his Daoist robe was a complete mess and riddled with several tears.

Nevertheless, despite his disheveled state, he still had a trace of elegance in his bearing.

Wang Sheng couldn't help but ask, "Master, did you get into a fight?"

"A fight?" Qing Yanzi glanced down at his appearance and chuckled, shaking his head. "I rushed here in a hurry. Halfway through, an official arranged for a plane to get me here, but I was worried something might happen to you two, so I didn't let it make any stops. I stood on top of the plane all the way here. I didn't even tidy up before rushing over."

Wang Sheng's heart warmed up. He lowered his head. "My failure as your disciple made you worry, Master..."

Qing Yanzi smiled and shook his head. Turning serious, he then carefully studied Wang Sheng. He seemed hesitant, as if he had something to say but was unsure how to begin.

Just then, Wang Sheng set down his sword case and started undoing his Daoist robe.

Qing Yanzi immediately turned away and sternly scolded, "You brat! What kind of nonsense have you learned out in the world? Just because you're moved doesn't mean you should have improper thoughts about your own master! Your senior sister is so beautiful, and yet you somehow developed such an unusual... inclination?"

Wang Sheng's mouth twitched violently. He was practically drowning in frustration, while Mu Wanxuan tilted her head in confusion, unable to understand what was going on.

"Master, focus."

"Oh? Focus on what?" Qing Yanzi asked with a teasing smile. By then, Wang Sheng had already removed his Daoist robe and held it out to his master.

"Mistress... Junior Sister's mother is over there."

Qing Yanzi froze for a moment before sighing deeply. "Ah... Little Xuan, turn away for a moment. I have to change."

Mu Wanxuan was about to walk away, but Wang Sheng quickly caught up to her and whispered a few words in her ear. He instructed her to calm their mistress down and make sure she didn't leave.

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