Chapter 120 - Nine Firmanents Distortion Mirror (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Lonemoon’s eyes twinkled. He was just about to discuss the plan in further detail when he heard a soft clanking behind him, as if something was breaking into pieces. The light beam which had illuminated the night sky previously had suddenly disappeared.

“Little An!” Bao Feiping exclaimed, running toward his child. He rushed forward and caught him as he was falling to the ground. “How are you? Are you alright?”

The child’s eyes fluttered open. Then, he responded in a weak voice, “Father.”

Bao Yi rushed to join the group as well. “Little An…”

“Grandfather.”

Bao Feiping quickly checked his son’s pulse. After a few seconds, he heaved a sigh of relief before turning to Yi Qing. “Thank you for all your help, Fellow Immortal. We are forever grateful.”

Yi Qing shook his head and replied, “Don’t worry.” He took in a deep breath and got to his feet. In a low voice, he said, “The Sword Qi… in his body is clear. But… I don’t know when he will relapse. He has to… quickly learn to control the sword Qi in his body.”

The two other immortals stared blankly back at Yi Qing with worried looks on both of their faces.

Shen Ying turned to look at her chef, walking toward him and frowning.

“Can I ask you, Fellow Immortal, when the sword Qi will relapse?” Bao Yi stepped forward, cupping his fists.

“I don’t know,” Yi Qing answered.

“How should he control the Primordial Soul Sword Qi?”

“Over years of hard work… and training.”

“Well…” The father looked more anxious than before.This meant that his son had to train continuously in order to learn to use the sword Qi to his benefit. But Little An was only eight. How could he be expected to fight the raging sword Qi inside his body?

Bao Yi and Bao Feiping exchanged a meaningful look, as if they had already decided on something.

Then, Bao Yi took another stepped forward with his fists still cupped. “Fellow Immortal Yi Qing, I know that you are like Lonemoon – full of benevolence and justice. I, Bao Yi, have never begged anyone for anything before. But I do have something to ask of you today, Fellow Immortal…”

“Chef!” Before Bao Yi could finish speaking, Shen Ying interrupted him and stepped between the two of them.

Bao Yi paused, then continued as if nothing had happened, “Fellow Immortal, actually I…”

“Shut up!” Shen Ying suddenly shouted, glaring at him. They felt a palpable aura fill the air around them, and Bao Yi felt a weird force pressing on his body. He fell silent. It was as if he was facing death. His body began to break out in cold sweat. He tried to focus his gaze onto Shen Ying, but saw that she had already turned back around.

Was that his imagination?

Shen Ying reached out to help Yi Qing up. “What’s wrong?”

Yi Qing stared at Shen Ying, feeling a strange warm feeling in his heart. He spoke in a low and weak voice, “Master.” She could tell.

Suddenly…

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Holy shit!” Lonemoon came back to his senses, shocked. He ran toward Yi Qing and Shen Ying, helping to support Yi Qing and help him get to his feet. “Hey, hey, hey. Don’t scare us. Didn’t you just say you were fine?”

When Lonemoon saw Yi Qing walk into the beam of light without hesitation, he thought this would be an easy task for Yi Qing. What’s going on now?

He quickly felt Yi Qing’s pulse as Bao Yi moved to grab Yi Qing’s other hand. Immediately, their expressions changed. Both of them turned to Yi Qing, shocked.

“Talk!” Shen Ying said.

“There are two types of sword Qi in his body, attacking each other!” Lonemoon said, his expression darkening. “He’s suppressing the sword Qi, but he has already major injuries to his meridians.”

“Master… I’m fine.” I must complete the task that Master has assigned to me!

“Fine my ass!” Lonemoon glared at him. “Your meridians are all damaged. How are you fine?”