Chapter 1129 Worldly Affairs

“That’s good. Just die.”

Han Jue stroked Chu Xiaoqi’s head and smiled benevolently, startling him so much that he suddenly looked up.

No tears could be seen on this kid’s face. He pretended not to care at all.

Chu Xiaoqi said aggrievedly, “Who will be filial to you if I die? You’ve nurtured me for so many years. You definitely won’t let me die casually.”

“Not necessarily. I’ve taught countless disciples.”

“Wow, Grandpa, what’s your cultivation level? Are you like our Sect Master? No, no one noticed you hiding here. Your cultivation level is definitely stronger than our Sect Master.”

“My cultivation has nothing to do with you. Cultivate well. This hatred has nothing to do with you. Why get involved?”

“That won’t do. In life, you have to dare to love and hate. He killed my brother. I hate him. I have to kill him!” Chu Xiaoqi said indignantly. His expression turned sinister, inadvertently showing a hint of Primordial Despair.

Han Jue smiled. “Then kill him. Don’t look for me.”

“I can’t. Grandpa, teach me a spell. I can’t defeat him with my current strength!”

Chu Xiaoqi stood up and started to massage Han Jue’s shoulders and back. His expression was fawning, and he didn’t care about his reputation at all.

Han Jue enjoyed it and smiled. “Then, I’ll teach you a Mystical Power.”

“Mystical Power?”

Chu Xiaoqi’s body shook. He had heard of Mystical Powers after joining the sect. They

appeared in ancient books. They were

superior to spells and could only be learned by immortals.

Han Jue smiled and said, “This is the Heavenly Punishment Ghost Deity Sword. With one strike, it can shock the world and make ghosts and gods weep. Don’t use it unless you are in a desperate situation.” Heavenly Punishment Ghost Deity Sword!

Chu Xiaoqi’s eyes widened. He immediately knelt down and started to kowtow, thanking Han Jue for his guidance.

Han Jue used the barrier and made the space in the cave abode a hundred miles wide, making it convenient for Chu Xiaoqi to

cultivate her Mystical Power. Chu Xiaoqi was shocked. Han Jue’s image in his heart

increased infinitely.

It seemed that he had still underestimated his

grandfather.

Could he really be an immortal?!

Several months later.

Under Chu Xiaoqi’s relentless cultivation, he

finally learned the Heavenly Punishment Ghost Deity Sword. The world-shattering power made him unable to stop and his blood

boiled.

Chu Xiaoqi left excitedly after cultivating the Mystical Power. Han Jue also continued

cultivating.

During the time he accompanied Chu Xiaoqi, Han Jue felt that time passed very slowly. It was longer than the past hundred million years. This was probably an experience.

Han Jue enjoyed his current life. There was less fighting and killing. Participating in the lives of others was also a form of training and

a feeling.

Chu Xiaoqi’s comprehension of the Sword Dao had increased greatly after learning the Heavenly Punishment Ghost Deity Sword. In just a short year, he had learned all the Sword

Dao spells that the disciples of the sect could learn. His reputation could be said to have risen greatly. Even the Sect Master had personally received him.

Chu Xiaoqi did not act recklessly. Facing the prodigy of the enemy, he did not argue and

kept looking for an opportunity.

He did not complain to the Sect Master. Countless tragedies happened in a cultivation sect. The morals of mortals did not work at

all. As long as they did not betray the sect, the sect only valued cultivation and potential. Han Jue paid attention to Chu Xiaoqi as he cultivated.

Chu Xiaoqi would visit him every once in a

while. Other than him, no one else knew of Han Jue’s existence.

Chu Xiaoqi was also puzzled. Was this place really difficult to find?

However, as his cultivation level increased, he

realized that it might be because his grandfather had allowed him to find it.

Ten years later.

Chu Xiaoqi was outside killing the prodigy.

Because other fellow disciples saw it, the news quickly spread to the sect. The sect

master was furious and issued a kill order. For

a time, Chu Xiaoqi fled in all directions in a sorry state.

He didn’t even have a chance to go back and

find Han Jue. He was being hunted down. A woman was accompanying him. She was the younger sister of Chu Xiaoqi’s brother in the sect. Her name was Tang Wan. Tang Wan’s biological brother was the brother the prodigy had killed. Chu Xiaoqi had

taken good care of her, and it was all thanks

to her seducing that prodigy that he managed to kill him.

In the mountains, Chu Xiaoqi flew on his

sword. His black hair fluttered. At this moment, he had already lost his childishness, and his skin had become fair. He had a

handsome face and cold eyes. He had the aura of a sword immortal. Behind him was a young woman with an oval face and a sweet

appearance. She gently held Chu Xiaoqi’s

waist.

Tang Wan leaned her head on Chu Xiaoqi’s back and whispered, “Brother Xiaoqi, where are we going… Where can we escape to…

Chu Xiaoqi replied, “I’ll find a place to settle you down and find an elder of mine. He can protect us.”

“Why don’t you go directly?”

“He’s still in the sect.”

Tang Wan was silent. She thought that Chu

Xiaoqi’s elder was a sect elder.

How could an elder compare to the Sect

Master?

At this moment, a sword Qi crossed

mountains and rivers, devouring ten thousand miles.

Chu Xiaoqi subconsciously turned around.

That sword Qi was too fast. He couldn’t dodge

in time.

Boom-

They were overturned by the sword Qi and fell

to the ground.

If not for Chu Xiaoqi twisting the flying sword

in time, the two of them would have been instantly crushed.

Chu Xiaoqi wanted to hug Tang Wan, but a talisman landed on him. Lightning interwove and he could not move.

He watched as Tang Wan fell into the forest.

His eyes instantly turned red. “Damn it!”

Chu Xiaoqi fell onto the cliff outside the

forest. He felt that his body was about to fall apart. He had fallen from a thousand meters in the air and was even injured. He couldn’t take it even with his Golden Core cultivation. A figure slowly descended and landed above Chu Xiaoqi. This person wore a green robe and a jade crown. He held a horsetail whisk and a blade appeared in it.

“Chu Xiaoqi, you harmed your fellow

disciples. You must die,” the green-robed Daoist said expressionlessly. He looked down

at Chu Xiaoqi with an extremely indifferent

gaze.

Chu Xiaoqi got up with difficulty and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The

talisman on his body turned into dust and dissipated.

He first used his divine sense to find Tang Wan and discovered that she was lying in a grass patch. She was covered in blood and her

body was covered in branches. She looked extremely miserable and appeared dead. “Then why didn’t you kill me?” Chu Xiaoqi asked. He tried his best to calm down. The green-robed Daoist narrowed his eyes. “Hand over your cultivation technique and Mystical Power. I can let you die a quick death. If the Sect Master catches you, you will definitely beg for death. He will extract

your

soul and sacrifice your Dharma treasure so you can never reincarnate.”

that

Chu Xiaoqi grinned. “You want to learn?

Alright, I’ll teach you!” The green-robed Daoist landed and said, “I’m

at the Nascent Soul realm. Don’t play tricks.

I’ll save that woman first, but if you dare to

tease me, her outcome will be even worse than yours.”

Chu Xiaoqi ignored him and walked towards the forest to check on Tang Wan.

At the same time, on a cliff a hundred miles

away.

Han Jue stood at the edge of the cliff looking

at this scene. He didn’t move. The green-robed Daoist and Chu Xiaoqi didn’t

sense his existence.