Then, Su Yueli stepped out, blocking the path of the blue-robed male cultivator.
The blue-robed cultivator paused and instinctively looked up.
The moment he saw Su Yueli's face, he froze on the spot, his eyes filled with absolute awe and disbelief.
The woman before him wore a simple blue and white long dress, completely devoid of makeup, yet her face was so exquisite that not a single flaw could be found.
Her cold, serene aura, paired with the faint red teardrop mole beneath her eye, made his heart flutter instantly.
When did such a stunning junior sister join the sect? How had he never heard of her before?
Adjusting his collar, the blue-robed cultivator quickly put on what he thought was a charming smile and raised a hand in greeting. “Junior Sister, you look rather unfamiliar. I wonder which elder's disciple you are...”
Bang!
Before he could even finish his sentence, the air in front of him suddenly exploded.
The blue-robed cultivator felt as if his abdomen had been rammed head-on by a rampaging primordial bull. Agonizing pain rushed to his head, and his remaining words were violently knocked back down his throat.
His vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.
Su Yueli withdrew her fist, grabbed the cultivator by his collar, and flashed away, hiding in a remote storage yard.
Tossing him beside a pile of rotting wood, Su Yueli flicked her finger, sending a faint wisp of blood qi into his temple.
“Cough! Cough, cough...”
The blue-robed cultivator twitched and woke up from the excruciating pain.
Clutching his throbbing stomach, he scrambled to his feet. Looking at the cold woman before him, all his previous playfulness was gone, replaced entirely by terror and fury.
“You... who on earth are you?!”
Backing away, the blue-robed cultivator threatened her harshly, “I am a personal disciple of the Grand Elder of Enforcement! You dare lay a hand on me on the main peak? If the Enforcement Hall finds out, they will make you wish you were dead—”
Su Yueli waved her hand, cutting off his nonsense.
Having absolutely no interest in this junior's identity, she got straight to the point. “I ask, you answer. If you answer well, you live. If you don't, I will bury you right here.”
Her icy voice made the cultivator shudder. It felt as if a stone were lodged in his throat, forcing him to swallow the rest of his threats.
“Do you know where the Cangyun Sect's ancestor is currently recovering from his injuries?” Su Yueli asked, looking down at him.
The blue-robed cultivator froze, a look of bewilderment flashing in his eyes. He clearly had not expected her to be targeting the ancestor, who had not shown his face in a century.
Under her overwhelming pressure, he did not dare to lie. Swallowing hard, he tremblingly pointed toward the solitary back mountain at the deepest part of the main peak.
“At... at the very back, in the forbidden cave dwelling of the back mountain.”
The cultivator stammered, “After that great battle a hundred years ago, the ancestor suffered severe injuries... No, he was gravely wounded. I heard even his Dao foundation was damaged. For the past hundred years, he has been in death seclusion inside, surrounded by layers of restrictions. No one in the sect dares to enter and disturb him. Why are you asking about this, what do you want to...”
Thud.
Before he could finish his question, Su Yueli raised her hand and struck the back of his neck.
The cultivator's eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness once again.
“Knowing the location is enough. Too much nonsense.”
Su Yueli dusted off her hands and swept toward the forbidden area of the back mountain.
The deeper she went into the main peak, the sparser the signs of life became. Even the air carried a deathly silence, as if everything was on the verge of decay.
A moment later, a steep, towering cliff face appeared before her.
In the center of the cliff was a tightly closed stone door, upon which dense purple runes flowed.
This was an extremely complex and overbearing defensive restriction, clearly set up back then to prevent any external enemies from disturbing him.
Su Yueli stopped and examined the restriction before her.
Slowly drawing her right hand back, her fingers spread slightly. Her blood qi condensed on her knuckles without releasing, preparing to shatter the stone door along with the restriction using pure physical brute force.
However, before she could throw her punch—
Buzz—
The flowing purple runes suddenly shook violently. Immediately after, the heavily guarded power of the laws rapidly receded.
The stone door also slowly opened to both sides.
The restriction had actually deactivated on its own?
Su Yueli raised her eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
Knowing someone was looking for him, he had actively opened the door. Was it a trap, or was he just drinking poison to quench his thirst?
Still, with her current strength, let alone the back mountain cave of a mere second-rate sect, she wouldn't fear even a mountain of daggers or a sea of fire.
Su Yueli stepped into the cave dwelling.
At the deepest part of the stone cave, an extremely withered figure sat cross-legged on a futon.
The old man wore a tattered grey Daoist robe, his sparse white hair showing his extreme age. His once-ruddy face was now as dry and shriveled as tree bark, and his entire being exuded the decay of a setting sun.
Hearing the footsteps, the old man slowly opened his turbid eyes and looked at the woman in the blue and white long dress, whose appearance had not changed a bit from a hundred years ago.
The old man let out a long sigh, his voice as raspy as wind blowing through dry wood.
“It really is you...”
Su Yueli stopped, standing ten paces away from him. Raising an eyebrow, she asked, “The restriction outside just now—you deactivated it on purpose?”
“It was indeed this old man who deactivated it.”
The ancestor gave a bitter smile, his eyes filled with complexity and helplessness. “Just now, my divine sense detected a familiar aura approaching. If I hadn't deactivated it, with your temper, you would have forced your way through with a single punch. I am afraid more than half of the main peak would have collapsed again, throwing the entire sect into chaos and inevitably leading to another disaster.”
Hearing this, Su Yueli nodded slightly.
It seemed that after a hundred years, this old man was no longer as arrogant and ignorant as he had been back then. At least he could see the situation clearly now, saving himself from pointless suffering.
The ancestor stared at Su Yueli, who stood before him with her blood qi completely restrained, looking just like an ordinary mortal girl. The shock in his heart was beyond words.
More than a hundred years had passed, and the blade of time had left its mark on both mortals and cultivators alike. Yet this freak before him, who had achieved physical sainthood, had not suffered any decline in her blood qi due to aging. Instead, she had returned to a state of absolute simplicity.
He coughed a few times, raising a withered hand to wipe the grime from the corner of his mouth, and asked in a low voice:
“Did you abruptly come to our doors this time... to completely destroy my Cangyun Sect?”
As he spoke, the light in the ancestor's eyes dimmed to the absolute limit.
Recalling the battle from a hundred years ago, he still felt a lingering dread in his heart.
Since that battle, the Cangyun Sect's foundation had been mostly depleted. The former sect master, the current sect master, and the Young Sect Master had died one after another, and countless high-ranking elders had fallen in battle.
The once-glorious top-tier power had fallen overnight into the barely-surviving, second-rate sect it was today.
If this bringer of calamity were to go wild again today, the Cangyun Sect would truly be completely erased from the cultivation world.
Moreover, his Dao foundation had been shattered by her punch back then. For a hundred years, his old injuries had never healed. Now, barely holding onto his last breath, he knew he stood absolutely no chance of stopping her.
Faced with the old man's anxiety, Su Yueli shook her head and spoke calmly:
“I am not here to destroy your sect. The ordinary disciples and elders outside did not participate in what happened back then, and I have no interest in involving the innocent. I am tired.”
“I came here today only to sever our karma.”
The ancestor froze slightly upon hearing this, his brow furrowing in confusion. “Severing karma... What do you mean?”
Su Yueli narrowed her eyes slightly, her voice turning icy.
“You die.”
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