Chapter 2 I'm Your Great-Grandpa, Qian Renxue is Stunned.
The Porcupine Douluo said in a deep, muffled voice:
"What you say is true, Miss. With the two of us here, we can certainly protect you."
The three continued climbing.
The closer one gets to the summit, the stronger the invisible, sharp feeling in the air becomes.
You can even see some newly added scratches on the rock face, smooth as a mirror, as if they were gently brushed by a divine weapon.
Qian Renxue stopped and stretched out her slender fingers to gently stroke a deep sword mark.
She could sense the lingering, purest form of sword intent within it.
"Such powerful sword intent..."
She closed her eyes, savoring the moment, her azure gaze filled with even deeper fascination.
"This senior's swordsmanship is probably already at a divine level!"
"If I could become his disciple, the power of my Heavenly Divine Sword would surely increase dramatically!"
She clenched her fists, her determination to become an apprentice unwavering.
Finally, after passing through the last layer of clouds, the view from the mountaintop suddenly opened up.
The sea of clouds churns, the sky is high and the land is vast.
A figure stood silently on the edge of the cliff.
He wore a white robe, had black hair, and stood tall and straight like a sword.
Qian Renxue's gaze was instantly drawn to that figure.
She quickly walked forward.
As she got closer, she could see the person's face clearly.
Very young.
Too young for his age.
He looks to be about the same age as himself.
With sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a handsome face, and an extraordinary temperament, he was like a banished immortal.
Qian Renxue was slightly taken aback.
Where is the peerless master?
In her imagination, he should be an old master with white hair and a youthful face, exuding an air of otherworldly wisdom.
Although the young man in front of me has an extraordinary temperament, he could never be the master who can unleash the Heaven-Reaching Sword Intent.
I suppose he, like myself, came here because of his reputation, or perhaps... is a disciple of this master?
Yes, that must be it!
Qian Renxue made her judgment.
She tidied herself up and walked to a spot about three zhang behind Qian Daobai, where she stopped.
The two Douluo, Serpent Spear and Porcupine, stood warily behind her, sizing up the white-robed youth before them, secretly alarmed.
They couldn't fathom the depth of this person's abilities at all.
Qian Renxue bowed slightly, spoke politely, and her voice was clear and melodious.
"Hello, may I ask where your master is?"
Her tone was polite, with a hint of inquiry.
"I see you're also carrying a sword, so you must be here to learn swordsmanship from a master."
Qian Daobai slowly turned around.
He had actually noticed the three men's arrival long ago, but he hadn't paid any attention to it.
It wasn't until he heard the girl's voice that he began to properly examine her.
Long golden hair, delicate features, and those azure eyes...
This face bears a striking resemblance to his younger brother, Qian Daoliu, who used to follow him around like a shadow.
interesting.
Seeing that he was just staring at her without speaking, Qian Renxue assumed he was wary and continued:
"Don't misunderstand."
"I have come here to visit the unparalleled master who lives in seclusion here."
She paused, her azure eyes gleaming with longing and sincerity.
"I hope to become a disciple of that master and improve my swordsmanship!"
Qian Daobai looked at the girl in front of him with a calm gaze.
The descendants of the Qian family actually found this place.
A thought suddenly crossed his mind.
So, the Douluo Continent storyline is about to begin, right?
Is that kid named Tang San going to have an amazing journey and eventually become a god?
That won't do.
With myself here, how could I allow an outsider to ride roughshod over my family?
Moreover, the system task requires taking on apprentices in order to gain "the ultimate understanding of swordsmanship".
To reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship as quickly as possible, entering the world to cultivate and supporting one's family seems like a good shortcut.
In the blink of an eye, he had made his decision.
In response to Qian Renxue's question, Qian Daobai simply spoke in a clear, melodious voice, like a mountain spring.
There is no one else here, only me.
"I have been in seclusion here for a hundred years and have never come down the mountain."
His gaze fell on Qian Renxue's azure eyes, as if he could see into her soul.
"Judging from your appearance, you must be a descendant of the Qian family."
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue was deeply shaken.
Does he know who I am?
She looked Qian Daobai up and down, her searching gaze turning into curiosity.
"How is that possible?"
Qian Renxue was puzzled.
"You look about my age, how could you have been in seclusion for a hundred years!"
She took a step forward.
"Don't try to deceive me with your tricks!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the Serpent Spear Douluo and the Porcupine Douluo behind her released their powerful auras slightly, like two mountains, silently pressuring Qian Daobai.
However, Qian Daobai didn't even lift his eyelids, as if the aura that could shatter mountains was nothing more than a gentle breeze.
Upon seeing this, Qian Renxue frowned even more deeply.
This person... is unfathomable.
But she still couldn't believe that the young man in front of her was the peerless master who could unleash the Heaven-Reaching Sword Intent.
She looked around, and the empty mountaintop contained nothing but clouds and stubborn rocks.
She suppressed her doubts and spoke again, her tone softening slightly.
"If you're willing to reveal the whereabouts of that master, I can offer you a generous reward."
Upon hearing this, Qian Daobai smiled.
It was a smile that was calm yet tinged with a hint of amusement.
He looked at the junior in front of him, who was wary yet couldn't hide his pride, and slowly uttered six words.
"I am your great-grandfather."
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Qian Renxue was slightly taken aback, and then her beautiful face instantly turned frosty.
"lecher!"
She thought she had misheard.
Not only did this person refuse to answer her question, but he also dared to take advantage of her!
"If you don't want to talk, then don't talk. Why make such frivolous remarks!"
Qian Renxue's voice turned cold, and her jade-like hand gripping the sword hilt turned white from the force.
"You're so young, yet you dare to dream of being my grandfather?"
"That's utterly delusional!"
A surge of anger rose from the depths of his heart, which he could no longer suppress.
"You're asking for it!"
With a delicate shout, Qian Renxue moved!
Her figure was like a golden lightning bolt, instantly covering a distance of three zhang!
Her golden skirt billowed in the air as she leaped into the air, her figure drawing an extremely graceful arc amidst the clouds. Her long, straight legs tensed, unleashing astonishing power.
The long sword in his hand was drawn in response, its silver light flashing, carrying an indomitable sharpness, and aimed straight at Qian Daobai's brow!
This sword strike was fast, accurate, and ruthless!
It contains all her understanding of swordsmanship, and also her current dissatisfaction!
The thousand cypress trees finally moved.
He did not draw his sword.
He simply raised his right hand and grasped the hilt of the ancient sword "Zhanxie" that was stuck diagonally in the ground beside him.
Then, facing the sharp sword blade that came hurtling through the air, he casually flicked it upwards.
In an instant, sword energy surged like clouds!
(End of chapter)