Chapter 98 – The Sword Immortal’s Arrival (2/2)

If it were just like what he was expecting, the cat daemon he was searching for should be there.

As expected, he locked onto the daemon qi from several hundred kilometers away, and beside it was actually the strange daemon he had seen before. He could not help but become furious over the fact that he had almost been fooled. Originally, he believed that the cat daemon would travel carefully and alone, and he had never thought it would have a helper. No wonder he struggled to find it after all these days.

As he rapidly drew closer, the cat daemon suddenly vanished from the shoulder of the mere daemon, while the mere daemon travelled east.

The Soaring Dragon Elder hesitated. He chose to ignore Li Qingshan, continuing towards the Ice Sword cliff. He had to stop the cat daemon from leaving the Green province. Once it reached the Dragon province, it would be troublesome.

When the sword-like gaze scanned Li Qingshan, he felt like his blood had stopped flowing through his veins. Only when the streak of light continued north did he let out a sigh of relief. He ran another five kilometers and found a deep ravine, diving head first into it. Hiding below a cliff, he concealed all of his daemon qi firmly.

He exhaled deeply. He had survived at last!

Li Qingshan estimated his gains from this. He had received several dozen spiritual pills from Xuanyue, where every single one of them were even more effective than the spiritual ginseng, allowing his Spirit Turtle’s Method of Sea Suppression to advance rapidly. Currently, he still had over a dozen pills he had yet to consume, stowed away carefully in a porcelain bottle. If he finished off the remaining pills, he would probably be close to the first layer of the Spirit Turtle’s Method of Sea Suppression. Once he worked hard on cultivation a little more, he would be able to turn back into human form and return to human society, and he would be able to shake off that damned cat daemon who claimed to be his master. It was two birds with one stone.

Li Qingshan rubbed Xiao An’s head with a smile. I’ll be able to complete my promise to you very soon.

Li Qingshan did not move at all, allowing time to trickle by. Suddenly, he felt the earth tremor; it vanished very soon, and another tremor followed.

The sky gradually darkened, filled with dark clouds. It began snowing heavily with fierce, whistling winds, enveloping the entire sky.

Li Qingshan’s heart eased up even more. In such weather, it would be even more impossible to find him even if the sword immortal tried, and Xuanyue should have been able to flee easier! Thinking of her, he actually missed her slightly, but she must have reached the Dragon province already. She would be able to live freely just like she had wanted very soon! The mountains would remain the same, while the rivers would keep flowing. They would see each other in the future again if fate permitted it.

“Myriad Sword Technique!”

In the snowstorm, a voice basically scattered the wind and snow like a thunderclap, interrupting his thoughts.

Boundless killing intent enveloped him.

Oh no! Li Qingshan grabbed Xiao An and leapt up. He looked back mid-air, and all he saw was countless strands of light weaving and criss-crossing in the wind and snow, grinding where he had been hiding to pieces. The ravine collapsed with a rumble.

Li Qingshan threw himself onto a small, dried stream. As soon as he raised his head, a shining blade pointed at his forehead, only three inches away.

The Soaring Dragon Elder wielded the sword in his right hand as he stood on a boulder. He looked at Li Qingshan coldly. “Speak. Where has the cat daemon fled to?”

“You’re the Soaring Dragon Swordsman?” Li Qingshan immediately became stunned at the sword immortal’s appearance. The portrait from the ancestral hall of the Dragon’s Gate sect flashed across his mind again. The Dragon’s Gate sect had been passed down through several generations, so it was a century old at the very least. However, the Soaring Dragon Swordsman only seemed slightly older compared to the portrait. And, if he considered the possibility that the Dragon’s Gate sect had purposefully depicted him to be a little younger out of respect, he basically had not changed at all. Apart from the word ‘immortal’, there was nothing else that could describe him.

However, it was exactly this terrifying immortal who was pointing his sword at his head.