Chapter 57 - The Death Of A Legendary Stage Cultivator
A cool breeze blew past, and the gra.s.s swayed slightly. Yun Xi stretched its body and absorbed the spirit qi in the surroundings. The weather today was very good, but Yun Xi wasn"t in a good mood because that woman had come again.
"Recently, there has been a talking frog running around. It has even infuriated many mentors and elders, hahaha."
The girl sat on the blue stone and smiled.
"However, it"s said that this frog was created by the sect master, so the elders will probably want to beat the sect master to the death."
On the other side, Qin Jue leaned against the blue stone and gloated. "I suppose the day has finally come."
Based on what Bai Ye had done, if he wasn"t the sect master of the Xuanyi Mountain Sect, he would have already been beaten to death long ago..
"Uncle-Grandmaster, why do you like to drink so much?"
The girl suddenly changed the topic and asked curiously.
Ever since she met Qin Jue, he had been drinking almost every day and most of the time, always looking drunk.
Qin Jue was silent. He couldn"t exactly say that it was because he was an alcoholic in his previous life, could he?
After a long while, Qin Jue answered, "I enjoy the feeling."
Yes, Qin Jue did enjoy the feeling.
In fact, with Qin Jue"s cultivation, alcohol didn"t affect him at all, but he liked the feeling, so he wouldn"t use his spirit energy to interfere with the alcohol every time he drank. Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, he was an out-and-out alcoholic. If it weren"t for the fact that he had killed Wei Longtao in front of everyone, even the First Elder would only think of him as an alcoholic b.u.m.
"Alright."
The girl was slightly disappointed that she did not get the answer she wanted.
"What do you want to know?"
As if seeing through the girl"s inner thoughts, Qin Jue smiled.
"No… nothing."
The girl blushed and shook her head.
Originally, she thought that Qin Jue had a sad backstory, which was why he was addicted to wine, but now it seemed that wasn"t the case.
"Hahaha, focus on your cultivation. Don"t worry about me."
Taking a sip of wine, Qin Jue laughed.
Some people drank to drown their sorrows, some people drank because they were in a bad mood, and some people might be trying to numb themselves, but Qin Jue was different. He simply liked to drink, and he believed that he wasn"t the only one like this in the world.
"Alright."
Nodding, the girl closed her eyes and gradually entered a cultivation state.
Now was the time when the pure Yang energy was the densest, so the girl"s cultivation could be said to be twice as fast with half the effort. In addition, because she was the champion of the sect"s Grand Compet.i.tion, she could make an exception and enter the Spirit Marrow Lake when she advanced to the Profound Stage. To a Yellow Stage cultivator, this was no different than eating ten Profound Break Pills.
Seeing this, Qin Jue smiled with satisfaction and then took out his spirit tablet to scroll through the news.
It had been three days since Shen Zhiwen had fallen here. No one knew if he had made it to the battlefield yet, but news of victory from the Four Major Sects had been spreading lately. They believed that it wouldn"t be long before the Purple Spirit Race would be completely wiped out.
However, when Qin Jue opened the search page, he saw a shocking t.i.tle: The fall of a Legendary Stage expert!
This news almost blew up the news panel, and the comments reached up to a million. Even all the reports below were related to this t.i.tle.
Qin Jue frowned and continued to read. He finally understood what was going on.
The patriarch of the Thunder Breeze Sect was dead.
Yes, Qin Jue was sure that he had not read wrongly. The patriarch of the Thunder Breeze Sect, a Legendary Stage expert with the t.i.tle of Thunder Breeze, had died.
Ever since he had stepped into the Legendary Stage four hundred years ago, there had been no more Legendary Stage experts in the Thunder Breeze Sect. This was also the main reason why the sect had gradually declined.
When Qin Jue partic.i.p.ated in the Demon-Slaying Gathering, he had once seen the patriarch of the Thunder Breeze Sect. He was a rather amiable old man. In the past four hundred years, the reason why the Thunder Breeze Sect hadn"t fallen out of the Four Major Sects was almost entirely thanks to him.
The Thunder Breeze Sect were the first to attack the Purple Spirit Race and were at the frontlines. As the patriarch of the sect, the man known as the Thunder Breeze was naturally no exception.
Under his leaders.h.i.+p, the Thunder Breeze Sect dominated over their enemies. They defeated the Purple Spirit Race and forced them to flee and retreat continuously. Logically speaking, with his strength at the Legendary Stage, it was simply impossible for him to die in this war.
However, no one expected the Purple Spirit Race would work with fiend beasts.
During a pursuit of the Purple Spirit Race army, Master Thunder Breeze was ambushed by both the fiend beasts and the experts of the Purple Spirit Race. In order to allow for the retreat of the others, Master Thunder Breeze had no choice but to sacrifice himself.
It was said that wind and lightning surged that day, and spirit energy wreaked havoc. One could see the figure of Master Thunder Breeze fighting even from 500 kilometers away. At the moment he died, the sky was dark, and a storm poured down. It seemed as if even heaven and earth mourned his death.
"Revenge for Patriarch Thunder Breeze!"
"Dammit! The fiend beasts have actually joined forces with the Purple Spirit Race. We must kill them all this time!"
"Kill!"
"…"
All the commenters were venting the anger in their hearts, wis.h.i.+ng that they could tear the fiend beasts and the Purple Spirit Race apart. At this time, the sudden death of Patriarch Thunder Breeze had truly ignited the spirits of the people in the entire Southern Land.
Compared to other experts, Patriarch Thunder Breeze was a truly legendary figure. Three hundred years ago, he was the one who had first issued the order to join forces with the other three major sects to expel the Purple Spirit Race from the Southern Land.
Among the current Legendary Stage experts, Patriarch Thunder Breeze was considered to have the highest seniority. Many cultivators even treated him as an idol.
Whether it was the Archaic Mysteries Sect, Profound Yellow Sect, or Sword Sect, all of them made their stance clear at this moment. They wanted to avenge Patriarch Thunder Breeze and send more experts to the battlefield.
Seeing this, Qin Jue frowned slightly. The Purple Spirit Race had actually joined forces with a fiend beast. This matter didn"t seem to be as simple as he imagined.
Should he go take a look?
After pondering for a moment, Qin Jue decided to wait and see for a few more days. His idea was very simple. If the other three great sects could deal with it, he would turn a blind eye. If they couldn"t, then he would take action.
After all, his soul did not belong to this world. Although he felt some regret at Patriarch Thunder Breeze"s death, it did not affect him much.
In the blink of an eye, five days pa.s.sed. Without waiting for Qin Jue to check the latest news, Bai Ye suddenly called him to the main hall.
At this moment, Bai Ye"s expression was solemn. However, the bruises on his eyes and face seemed slightly comical.
Because the frog had accidentally "leaked" his "secret, Bai Ye had been beaten up by many elders, and Bai Ye was also too embarra.s.sed to fight back, resulting in his current appearance.
"What is it, Senior Brother?"
Qin Jue suppressed his urge of laughing and sat opposite Bai Ye. After thinking for a while, he set up a barrier between him and Bai Ye.
"…"
Taking a deep breath, Bai Ye said solemnly, "I"ve received an invitation from the Four Major Sects. They wish for the Xuanyi Mountain Sect to partic.i.p.ate in this war and resist the Purple Spirit Race and the fiend beasts together."
"What?"
Qin Jue was stunned. The Four Major Sects would actually invite a small force like them to partic.i.p.ate in a war?
"It seems that the Southern Land… is really in danger this time."
Bai Ye sighed.