Chapter 36: Grandpa Said Kneeling on the Ground Helps Listen to Teachings Better
Quiet. The deck was completely silent.
Everyone looked at Chen Xuan with astonishment. Their eyes held no fear, nor the relief of surviving a calamity—they were filled with nothing but shock!
How did he do that?
Was everything I just saw fake?
Li Yue began to question his life. No, what happened just now definitely wasn't an illusion. The pressure radiating from that Three-Headed Insect was second only to his grandfather's existence.
In other words, that man was a deeply hidden big shot.
County Princess Ji cautiously stole glances at Chen Xuan. Thinking about how she had just offended this invincible sword immortal, she felt a chill below—she had wet herself.
Just as everyone was in shock, a long sigh suddenly rang out, pulling everyone back to reality.
"Sigh~"
Hearing this voice, Chen Xuan put away his sword and turned to ask, "Brother Zhao, why are you sighing?"
"Nothing, just feeling a bit empty. You end every battle so quickly—you never let me stay excited for a while longer." Zhao Youqian said, idly waving his folding fan.
"???"
Li Yue wanted to ask what kind of tiger-and-wolf words these were, but the words died on his lips.
"But it was already very strong—it withstood three of my swords."
Chen Xuan said seriously. After all, experience points don't lie—he had leveled up. The experience from this Three-Headed Insect was even more than what he got from Lady Jade Face.
Zhao Youqian nodded. "True. Lasting five seconds in your hands counts as a top-tier expert among Unity Realm cultivators."
Hearing this, the cultivators present looked at the two with reverence, their postures becoming one of looking up.
Is this the world of big shots?
Li Yue's legs trembled even more hearing this. What kind of big shot did I encounter today?
"By the way, what is this divine ability you mentioned earlier?"
Chen Xuan had heard the term "divine ability" in novels before, but this was a different world, so he didn't know if it matched his understanding.
Zhao Youqian explained, "Divine abilities are ultimate techniques created by Divine Kings and Divine Emperors. However, that Three-Headed Insect's divine ability hasn't been cultivated to perfection. It's said that the Nine-Headed Divine Emperor who created this divine ability could grow heads back even after they were cut off and continue fighting."
"Sounds impressive. Unfortunately, our sect doesn't have divine abilities—we can only observe the Emperor's Sword to improve our cultivation." Chen Xuan said with regret.
Regenerating after decapitation—now that was a god-level technique!
The others nearby heard this and their mouths gaped wide enough to stuff a goose egg inside. Emperor's Sword—these two immortals were actually from an Imperial Lineage Immortal Sect. No wonder they were so powerful.
Thump!
A sound of knees hitting the floor attracted many people's attention.
Chen Xuan glanced casually. When did Li Yue kneel on the ground?
"Senior Brother Li, why are you kneeling on the ground?"
Xixi asked with a puzzled face.
"Grandpa said kneeling on the ground helps listen to teachings better." Li Yue was so excited that tears even flowed out. He certainly wouldn't tell everyone he was frightened by the mention of the Emperor's Sword.
"..."
Xixi looked puzzled, but her eyes were filled with little stars as she looked at Chen Xuan and Zhao Youqian. Were these disciples of an Imperial Lineage Immortal Sect?
Not only were they wealthy, but they were also so powerful, and most importantly, they were extremely handsome.
She really liked them. Unfortunately, they didn't even give her a straight look.
Chen Xuan didn't expect this Li Yue to perform such a grand courtesy for him. "I didn't expect a disciple of the Great Luo Holy Sect to be so polite. We're done talking—you can get up now."
Li Yue was now in an awkward position. He couldn't exactly say his legs were weak—that would be too embarrassing!
Seeing that this fellow wouldn't get up, Chen Xuan couldn't be bothered to manage him. It wasn't like he was his son—if he wanted to kneel, let him kneel.
"Junior Brother Leng, go tell Ah Jian that we can set sail. We should reach Prison Dragon Island early to avoid any unexpected situations."
"Yes, Senior Brother!"
Leng Li had also calmed down now. Although he had many questions in his heart, he knew this wasn't the place to ask them.
Before long, the ship started again, and the light curtain once again enveloped the large vessel.
After about several hours, an island shrouded in immortal mist finally came into everyone's view.
"Is this Prison Dragon Island?"
Chen Xuan looked at the island in the distance, unable to understand how this island could be mentioned in the same breath as the other four forbidden lands of Dongyang Prefecture—and even listed as the most terrifying one.
The Minotaur's homeland went without saying—besides having a lot of water, there was nothing special about it. Lanruo Temple and Red Beauty Pavilion were places where only ghosts would live.
This island before them could well be said to be an immortal's dwelling.
He had originally wanted to plagiarize a few poems from his previous life to show off his literary talent, but fearing that this world might already have these poems, he ultimately dismissed the idea.
"Young Master, Young Master, Prison Dragon Island has arrived."
Xiaojin hopped over to Chen Xuan, her face showing no trace of lingering fear.
"Mm."
Chen Xuan nodded. "Tell me, what things are on this island?"
Xiaojin tilted her head and thought for a moment, then spat out one sentence. "Lots of delicious things."
"..."
Chen Xuan was speechless. So this little girl was just a foodie. Forget it, he'd see for himself after landing on the island.
The ship soon docked, and Chen Xuan's group majestically boarded Prison Dragon Island. What met everyone's eyes was a sea of flowers and all kinds of spiritual plants and herbs.
Li Yue's group nearby looked straight-eyed at the things on the island.
"This is a three-hundred-year-old Blood Lingzhi!"
"A two-hundred-year-old Fire Spirit Fruit!"
"..."
Just as everyone was dazzled by the things before them, a hoarse voice came from the island. "Who are you people?"
Chen Xuan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a fish-headed, human-bodied sea folk and an old farmer carrying a hoe walking toward them.
Seeing that sea folk, Xiaojin waved with a smile. "Dahei, it's me, Xiaojin!"
"Xiaojin, why are you back? Didn't everyone tell you never to return?" A look of sighing appeared on Dahei's face.
"I brought people back to save Mister. Young Master Chen is amazing—he even defeated that Three-Headed Insect fellow." Xiaojin said proudly, as if she had done something extraordinary.
"Really?"
Dahei looked completely unbelieving. The Three-Headed Insect was an existence more powerful than Mister. Xiaojin had only been gone a few days—how could she possibly have found an expert capable of defeating it?
At this moment, Chen Xuan spoke up. "Where is the flood dragon you call Mister?"
Dahei sized up Chen Xuan and discovered he was actually just a mortal. A mortal defeating the Three-Headed Insect? Wasn't this a joke?
"The Mister I speak of is on the island. Who are you people?"
"Take me to him."
Chen Xuan said calmly.
"You still haven't answered who you are!" A glint of cold light flashed in Dahei's fish eyes.
He was a Unity Realm cultivator himself. Although not as powerful as the Three-Headed Insect, dealing with a mere mortal wasn't difficult.
Chen Xuan slightly raised the corners of his mouth and directly drew the sword from his waist. He pointed it at Dahei from a distance.
"I'm asking the questions here. I'll say it one more time—take me to your Mister."
A strand of sword intent emanated from the tip of the sword.
Dahei only felt his entire body go cold. He had only felt this kind of feeling once before—from that Three-Headed Insect!
This mortal before him was actually more terrifying than the Three-Headed Insect!
"I-I'll take you there right away!"
Dahei was drenched in cold sweat. This mortal was too terrifying—he absolutely couldn't be provoked.
"Lead the way."
Chen Xuan put away his sword and said expressionlessly.
Dahei didn't dare to say anything more and led the way toward the depths of the island. The old farmer beside him also followed silently, glancing at Chen Xuan from time to time with a look of shock in his eyes.
He hadn't expected that this mortal's sword intent was so terrifying.
He was also a cultivator, and a Nurturing SpiritRealm one at that!
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