Fantasy: I Became Invincible By Editing Narratives Chapter 18

Chapter 18: The Furious Wang Qingxuan!

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Tsk, he actually disappeared… Forget it, even if it only doubled my cultivation speed, this trip was not a waste of time.

Shen Ran felt that his cultivation talent was twice as active as before and was quite satisfied.

Although this blessing of the God of Blessing only doubled his cultivation speed, it seemed to be much slower than the Blood Cloud Powder that increased his cultivation speed by ten times and the top-grade Spirit Gathering Pill by twenty times.

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However, the increase in cultivation speed brought by the medicinal pill only lasted for a short period of time.

And this doubling of speed was permanent!

In the long run, the permanent double cultivation speed would increase, and the benefits would be much higher than those pills.

“Alright, now that I've obtained the Azure Supreme Thearch Inheritance, the 10,000-year Wood Spirit Marrow, and the blessing of the God of Blessing, it's time to turn these opportunities into my strength.”

“You said that Shen Ran took the token of the Eighth Summit's elder and registered with the Disciples Office to become an official disciple of the Eighth Summit?”

When Wan Ziling heard this news from her daughter, she was instantly overjoyed.

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Over the past few days, she had been helping Wang Qingxuan and his fans. He might be hostile to the Ninth Summit because of Shen Ran's existence.

At this moment, the heaviness in her heart was finally relieved after Shen Ran's departure.

On the other side, Wan Qingqing looked a little disappointed. “Mom, if you hadn't demoted him to a servant disciple back then, he wouldn't have become the Eighth Summit's disciple competing with my Ninth Summit.”

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The Empyrean Sword Sect had a total of nine peaks.

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Among them, the first main peak was a forbidden area of the sect. Even the sect master could not easily step foot on it.

No one knew who lived on the first main peak of the Empyrean Sword Sect.

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The second and third main peaks were where the sect master, all the higher-ups of the sect, and the three Dao Seeds lived.

As for the Fourth and Fifth Peaks, they belonged to the core disciples who were valued by the sect and were personally guided by the higher-ups of the sect.

The remaining Sixth to Ninth Peaks were controlled by four Peak Masters.

They were used to nurture ordinary disciples with ordinary talent.

In addition, the Sixth to NInth Peaks were competing with each other.

After all, they were only nurturing ordinary disciples. The latter four peaks naturally would not receive too much resources from the sect.

All the cultivation resources given by the sect had to be fought for by them.

Therefore, the Sixth to Ninth Peaks held a tournament every quarter.

At that time, the last four peaks would send out their strongest disciples to compete.

Through their results in the competition, they would decide the distribution of cultivation resources for the next quarter.

Shen Ran joining the Eighth Summit meant that although they would still be fellow disciples of the Empyrean Sword Sect in the future, he would be competing against the Ninth Summit where Wan Qingqing was.

Thinking about how her good friend was about to become a competitor, Wang Qingqing felt very upset.

“Silly girl!” Seeing that her daughter was depressed about this matter, Wan Ziling couldn't help but comfort her. “On the day everyone steps onto the path of cultivation, they will have the guidance of the Great Dao. Everything is predetermined. I think that Shen Ran being demoted to a servant disciple and becoming a disciple of the Eighth Summit by chance is the guidance of fate.”

“But weren't you the one who decided to demote him back then?” Wang Qingqing looked at her mother angrily.

In the past, Wan Ziling would definitely be angry if Wan Qingqing talked back to her.

However, when she found out today that Shen Ran, the jinx who had offended Wang Qingxuan, had already left the Ninth Peak that she controlled, she could not help but be in a good mood.

Hence, she did not argue with Wan Qingqing.

Instead, she said pleasantly, “Don't you understand? Shen Ran's promotion to an ordinary disciple of the Eighth Summit is predestined by the heavens. It's naturally predestined for him to be demoted by me.

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It just so happened that he has become a disciple of the Eighth Summit this time and has nothing to do with our Ninth Summit anymore. As the First Disciple of the Ninth Summit, it's not appropriate for you to come into contact with him again. In the future, stop talking about him and cultivate well!”

“Mother…” Wan Qingqing felt a little wronged.

“Predestined, it's all predestined!” When Wan Ziling thought of how the Ninth Summit would be rid of the implications that Shen Ran might bring about in the future, she was overjoyed and kept repeating this sentence.

“Your Highness, Lord Zhou has replied to your request for more Blood Cloud Powder.”

On the second main peak, Wang Qingxuan's subordinates were kneeling in front of him and reporting.

“What did Lord Zhou say?”

Wang Qingxuan, who was at first slumped in his seat, instantly perked up.

He sat up straight and looked at his men expectantly.

Previously, he had relied on the Blood Cloud Powder to break through to the first level of the Illumination Realm in less than three years. He was known as a peerless genius!

Wang Qingxuan was already used to the feeling of rapid improvement after consuming the Blood Cloud Powder.

During this period of time, because he did not have the help of the Blood Cloud Powder, half a month had passed, and his realm was still stuck in his original place, making no progress.

Now, the snail-like speed of improvement made him extremely frustrated.

Left with no choice, Wang Qingxuan could only take the risk of being accused of incompetence and report to the Demon Sect that the Blood Cloud Powder had been snatched away.

At the same time, he made an application. In order to obtain the position of the Empyrean Sword Sect's Daozi as soon as possible, he hoped that the Demon Sect could provide more Blood Cloud Powder for cultivation.

“Lord Zhou said—”

The subordinate in charge of reporting the situation seemed a little hesitant. He stammered for a long time, not knowing how to speak.

Seeing the other party's attitude, Wang Qingxuan immediately had a bad feeling.

However, he was still unwilling to give up on his last hope. He asked, “What did Lord Zhou say? Stop stalling and tell me!”

“Yes, Your Highness Dao Seed.”

Wang Qingxuan's subordinate pursed his lips and felt rather conflicted.

He knew the temper of the Dao Seed in front of him.

Although he was only a subordinate responsible for delivering news, it would be unfortunate if he had to deliver bad news personally.

In his anger, Wang Qingxuan might injure him severely.

However, looking at Wang Qingxuan's ferocious expression, he was afraid that he would also suffer if he didn't say anything.

Left with no choice, the person kneeling on the ground quickly said, “Lord Zhou said that Your Highness Dao Seed has already consumed too much Blood Cloud Powder previously, but there has been no progress in the fight for the position of the Empyrean Sword Sect's Dao Child.

This time, it was even worse. You actually let an outsider snatch the Blood Cloud Powder.

Crime added to crime. Lord Zhou has decided to stop your supply of Blood Cloud Powder for half a year as a punishment.”

“What!!!”

As expected, after hearing this answer, Wang Qingxuan immediately fell into a state of anger.

Endless power spread out from his body, turning all the expensive furniture around him into dust.

“Are you sure you didn't lie?”

Wang Qingxuan instantly teleported to the front of that subordinate and lifted his collar. His eyes were red like two volcanoes that could erupt at any moment.

“Your Highness Dao Seed, calm down…”

The subordinate clearly panicked and stammered, “Lord Zhou also said that if your identity is exposed or if you don't succeed in taking the position of the Empyrean Sword Sect's Dao Child, your clansmen will be implicated.”

“What?!”

Wang Qingxuan's roar soared into the sky, and the space within a 10-mile radius trembled.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!!!”

A moment later, Wang Qingxuan vented his anger on the subordinate who reported the situation and the house he lived in.

They were all smashed to pieces.

Then Wang Qingxuan gathered all his other subordinates and instructed them through gritted teeth.

“Find him! Dig three feet into the ground and find the person who stole my Blood Cloud Powder! I want to tear him into pieces!”

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