#250 - Qiyao Sect
"Qingzhou, Su Family."
After saying this, Su Chen activated the Lightning Shuttle and left with the three Qingling girls.
"Qingzhou Su Family?"
The goat-bearded old man was stunned. His brain worked rapidly, but he couldn't recall any powerful Su family in Qingzhou.
"Could it be fake?"
The goat-bearded old man couldn't help but reveal a worried look.
Four Saint Realm experts already accounted for nearly one-third of the Scorpion Sect's Saint Realm experts. They absolutely couldn't be lost!
He hesitated for a moment, then quietly crushed a special jade pendant to request assistance from the Scorpion Sect headquarters.
He concealed his aura and followed behind the Lightning Shuttle.
Su Chen didn't return directly to Qingzhou but continued deeper into Yaozhou.
Two and a half days later.
Su Chen and his group arrived at a remote and dilapidated mountain gate.
This place was deserted for thousands of miles, overgrown with weeds, with only a few bare hilltops.
Only one of the hilltops had a courtyard.
It looked extremely dilapidated.
In the courtyard, there was a slightly youthful-looking teenager, about fifteen or sixteen years old, diligently practicing his sword, drenched in sweat.
"Old man, I've been practicing this basic sword technique for two and a half years!"
"When are you going to teach me the supreme divine skill you talked about?"
The teenager dropped the rusty iron sword in his hand, put his hands on his hips, and questioned somewhat angrily.
Under a large tree in the courtyard, an old man with tattered clothes and messy hair was lying on a chair, reeking of alcohol, holding a wine gourd in his hand, snoring loudly.
"Old codger, stop pretending to be asleep, get up!"
The teenager got angry, grabbed the old man's collar and shook him vigorously.
However, the old man didn't react at all, turned over, and continued to sleep.
"Little Yezi, don't waste your energy. When the old geezer is asleep, even I can't wake him up."
Under the big tree, a big yellow dog was lying on the ground, saying lazily.
"… Crap!"
The teenager immediately deflated like a punctured ball, released the old man's collar, and sat on the ground dejectedly.
"Brother, I dug up an antique when I was planting vegetables!"
Just then, the courtyard door opened, and a little girl with dirt on her face ran in excitedly.
She looked about twelve years old, with fair skin, a pure and lovely face, old clothes, washed white, and pigtails.
The little girl was barefoot, holding a jade pendant covered in dirt in her hands, her face full of excitement.
"Antique?"
The teenager's eyes lit up, and he quickly took the jade pendant. After cleaning it, the two began to study it carefully.
The teenager studied it for a while and said, "These patterns and symbols… they do look quite old."
"Great!"
The little girl cheered and said excitedly, "Brother, let's go to Guanglin City and sell it. We should be able to buy a better sword technique, so that brother can embark on the path of cultivation in the future!"
"Yeah!"
"We'll cultivate together then!"
The teenager held the jade pendant, his face full of excitement and anticipation.
The big yellow dog saw this, and a trace of heartache and sadness appeared in its eyes.
But it said mercilessly, "Don't waste your energy. This thing is only a little over a thousand years old. It's just an ordinary ornament. It's not an antique at all. It's not worth anything even if you sell it."
"That's still better than practicing this broken basic sword technique every day!"
The teenager said indignantly, "It's called a basic sword technique, but it only has the most basic movements like chop, slash, stab, and point. There are no moves at all. It's completely useless!"
The big yellow dog opened its mouth, but in the end, it just muttered, "Do whatever you want, but you still have to continue practicing this basic sword technique, otherwise, I can't help you when the old geezer beats you."
Mentioning this matter, the teenager's body trembled.
Two and a half years ago, he was forced by the old man to practice the basic sword technique.
Don't think that the old man drinks and sleeps all day long.
But if the teenager didn't practice enough one day, or his mind wandered during practice, the old man could always swing a bamboo whip at him in his sleep…
Just then, four young people with extraordinary auras came outside the courtyard.
"Who are you?"
The teenager immediately became vigilant, picked up the iron sword on the ground, and protected the little girl behind him.
The big yellow dog glanced at Su Chen and his group, its gaze lingered slightly on Nan Yin, its expression unchanged, and it lay down lazily again.
Su Chen looked around at the dilapidated and desolate mountains and sighed softly, "The once mighty Seven Luminaries Sect, which was almost destroyed, has fallen into such disrepair. Truly, the world is impermanent."
As soon as the words "Seven Luminaries Sect" came out, the big yellow dog suddenly raised its head, a ray of blazing light flashing in its eyes!
It glared at Su Chen coldly and said, "I don't care what your purpose is in coming here, get out!"
"Doggy, doggy, don't be angry."
The little girl touched the big yellow dog's head and said in a clear voice, "Big brother and the others haven't done anything wrong. You can't be mean!"
"Knowing people's faces but not their hearts, you have to be careful of these…"
The big yellow dog was about to say something, but when it saw the little girl's pure and clear eyes, it suddenly sighed and continued to lie on the ground.
"Seven Luminaries Sect?"
Nan Yin's heart was stirred up when she heard these three words.
The Seven Luminaries Sect was once one of the imperial lineages in Yaozhou, with profound and powerful strength.
Unfortunately.
In the war against the extraterrestrial demons a thousand years ago, the entire Seven Luminaries Sect died in battle!
Could these people in front of them be the surviving disciples of the Seven Luminaries Sect?
Nan Yin was a little curious.
Qingling and Qiaoyun had never heard of the Seven Luminaries Sect, but they knew that the ordinary-looking big yellow dog in front of them was definitely not simple!
Ordinary fierce beasts need to reach the seventh-order monarch realm to speak human language.
Only a few fierce beasts with special bloodlines, or those who have had their wisdom awakened early with the help of seventh-order great fierce beasts, can speak human language in the fourth or fifth order.
This place is deserted for thousands of miles, the spiritual energy is thin, and it is too desolate.
No matter how you look at it, the big yellow dog doesn't look like a fierce beast with a special bloodline.
Then there is only one explanation, this seemingly ordinary big yellow dog is a seventh-order great fierce beast!
Su Chen smiled slightly and didn't care about the big yellow dog's attitude.
He looked at the drunken old man sleeping soundly in the courtyard and said, "The once world-renowned Senior Beixuan Overlord Blade, does he intend to sleep like this for the rest of his life?"
