Chapter 4 Battle
Chapter 4 Battle
In the blink of an eye, two groups of evil spirits swept over the city like black clouds.
Under the pressure of the qi of the two Mahayana masters, all the Qingyun Sect disciples could not help but tremble slightly.
Although they all believed that their ancestors were invincible, they did not think that one Mahayana master could defeat two Mahayana masters.
At this moment, Qin Baiqing slowly stretched out her chubby little hands and fanned herself.
The next second, the two rapidly approaching evil spirits disappeared into the horizon at the speed of light like a stray dog, as if nothing had happened.
"I'm sleepy."
Qin Baiqing's clear eyes slowly narrowed and she yawned.
Children of her age need to sleep twelve hours a day to have the energy to deal with those sinister adults.
Kong Hezheng and Jiang Min opened their mouths in disbelief, the rebellious expressions still on their faces.
They never dreamed that the invincible ancestor in their minds was being driven around like a wild dog.
They immediately knelt down, hugged Qin Baiqing's chubby little legs, and wailed:
"It is our fault that we did not recognize the great man. I hope that Ancestor Qingyun will forgive us."
"If you don't mind, we are willing to become the loyal dogs of Qingyun Sect in the future."
"Shameless." Ping Haoran sneered and scolded:
"Stay away from my ancestor. Her precious body cannot be touched by you two evil demons."
The two of them put their hands down awkwardly, with helplessness on their faces.
Ping Haoran suddenly realized the pleasure of taking advantage of others, and raised his head and said:
"If the two of you are willing to hand over your lifeblood and swear to be the master of Qingyun Sect when you meet me in the future, I can still ask the ancestor to spare your lives."
Kong Hezheng and Jiang Min looked at each other, feeling unwilling.
For a cultivator, his lifeblood and oath are the things that he cannot easily give up.
But when he thought about how he hadn't even seen his ancestor, he was chased away like a wild dog.
They nodded obediently, squeezed out a drop of their own blood from their fingertips and handed it over.
"As long as Qingyun Sect is willing to spare our lives, we are willing to serve Qingyun Sect as our master, even if it means sacrificing our lives!"
Ping Haoran took it carefully and was overjoyed. From now on, their life or death depended on his thought.
"Ancestor, what do you think of your disciple doing this?" Ping Haoran forced a flattering smile and turned to look at Qin Baiqing.
But I found that she had closed her bright eyes, her butterfly-like eyelashes were trembling slightly, and a satisfied smile appeared on her chubby face.
"Sleeping, falling asleep?" Ping Haoran was stunned. He didn't expect that after the ancestor turned into a child, even his daily routine changed.
At this moment, a calm and steady voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Take your ancestor back and don't disturb her rest."
Ping Haoran's expression suddenly changed. With his cultivation level at the fusion stage, he couldn't even detect where the voice came from.
"I don't know who you are, and what your relationship is to my ancestor. Would you be willing to come out and meet me?"
"I am the spirit of the weapon on your ancestor's wrist. Don't ask me anything else."
"Remember to keep everything from today a secret, don't let anyone know."
"By the way, go to the Sutra Library and look for it. Qingyun Sect once had a disciple named Qin Feiyu."
"He has a history with your ancestor. Collect all his information."
As an imperial weapon, the Void Bracelet naturally knows the importance of protecting its master.
If someone noticed that Qin Baiqing had no cultivation at all but could freeze the void, they would inevitably think that she was carrying a precious treasure.
Ping Haoran secretly glanced at the inconspicuous emerald green bracelet on his ancestor's wrist and nodded slowly.
...Inside the Wuchen Hall of Qingyun Sect, this has always been the secluded place for the ancestors of all generations.
At this time, a five-year-old girl, delicately carved from jade, was sleeping in it.
Her pink lips swelled slightly, and a stream of saliva flowed down her chubby cheek.
Qin Baiqing rubbed the corners of her mouth and finally woke up from her sleepiness.
"Mom, I'm hungry." She muttered while rubbing her eyes.
Then he realized that in order to run away from home, he had already arrived at his father's former sect, and he would not be able to see his mother for a while.
"Why is there no one here?" Qin Baiqing asked in a baby voice while looking at the empty hall around her.
"Young Master, the place you are in now is only for the ancestors of Qingyun Sect to live in. Others would not dare to come here unless they have something important to do."
After listening to the Void Bracelet's explanation, Qin Baiqing touched her rumbling stomach and asked:
"But I'm hungry. Didn't they leave me some food?"
The Void Bracelet was silent for a moment, and now in the eyes of those people from Qingyun Sect.
As the ancestor of Qingyun, the young master has long passed the fasting period and can drink wind and dew.
After exploring for a while, he suggested, "There is a canteen in the next mountain, where the young master can go for dinner."
"What did they eat today?" Qin Baiqing, who was a picky eater, rubbed her little bus and asked seriously.
"Spiritual fruit fish, fairy deer meat, hundred-flower honey... Although not as good as the meal that the mistress carefully prepared for you, it is better in variety."
"Enough, enough, these are all my favorite foods." Qin Baiqing's saliva started to flow when she heard this, and she ran out with her little feet.
At this time in the cafeteria of Chixia Peak, the disciples who had managed to survive today and had not yet completed the fasting period were discussing excitedly.
"Have you seen the ancestor today? If he hadn't intervened, our entire family would have been wiped out today!"
"I saw it. I heard that the old ancestor was ten feet tall, with a hand as big as a palm leaf fan. He knocked the head off the leader of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect with one slap."
"You're talking nonsense. I clearly heard that the ancestor was a fairy who was so beautiful that she could kill everything with a long sword in her hand."
"Isn't that right? Why did I hear that the ancestor was a girl who was less than five years old?"
"Ha, are you kidding me? I'd rather believe you're Qin Shi Huang than believe your ancestor is a five-year-old girl."
The disciples started clamoring. With their strength, they could only barely see a figure floating in the void, and could not see anything more specific.
"That's enough!" Zuo Fanyu, the peak disciple who was in charge of leading these Qi Refining Stage disciples, shouted in a low voice:
"The sect master has ordered that the identity of the ancestor is the biggest secret of the entire sect, and outsiders are not allowed to discuss it."
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples fell silent as if they were just chatting.
Zuo Fanyu nodded with satisfaction and said to the disciple who was serving the food:
"Give me two spiritual fruit fishes, and three servings of the limited edition peach blossom cake."
The disciple in charge of serving food nodded and turned to take out the peach blossom pastry.
The next moment, she stood there in a daze, her face full of disbelief.
In the huge kitchen, all the meals prepared for thousands of people disappeared.
A five-year-old child was lying on the table, stroking his round belly.
That delicate face like white porcelain was full of satisfaction.
"You, who are you?" Zuo Fanyu also noticed the situation here and asked with surprise.
Qin Baiqing proudly waved her little legs and said with a childish voice, "I am your ancestor. Go get me a glass of water."
(End of this chapter)