Chapter 471

Chapter 471: Black Daoist, I Won’t Let You Go Even as a Ghost
Black Daoist let out a long sigh: “Sigh.”

His descendants were not promising. The one whose face they lost was their Ancestral Patriarch.

Ancestor Sui Bian curled his lip and said: “What is there to sigh about? Even a thousand years ago, your Heavenly Sword Sect was still pressed down by my Five Elements Dao Sect.”

Black Daoist’s face grew even darker.

He turned his head to the side and ignored Ancestor Sui Bian. Then he asked: “Who is the current Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect? Who is now the foremost in the Sword Dao? Among the disciples of your generation, is there anyone with the surname Liu?”

Yu Zhao answered the first two questions one by one. When she reached the last one, she paused and said: “The current First Senior Sister of the Heavenly Sword Sect is named Liu Zheng. I do not know if she is related to Black Ancestor.”

Among the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Yu Zhao interacted more with Ji Han Zhou, and did not know much about Senior Sister Liu Zheng’s Family Clan.

Black Daoist burst out laughing: “From the name alone, she must be a junior of my Liu family. Not bad, not bad. This old Daoist really does have people to succeed him.”

After that, he asked about the recent situation in the Cultivation World.

As Yu Zhao spoke, the smile on his lips slowly faded. The Flying Sword on his back seemed to sense its master’s change of mood and let out a low, urgent humming sound.

Yu Zhao suddenly felt a chill wash over her.

She could not sense any real attack, but a creepy feeling spread through her. It felt like a sharp Sword Intent was hidden in the dark, ready to cut off her life in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, Ancestor Sui Bian reached out and patted Black Daoist on the shoulder.

The chill that had wrapped around Yu Zhao disappeared at once.

Ancestor Sui Bian said: “Do not be so pessimistic. At least our group has grown again. We are almost done gathering the Starry Sky Stones. Maybe soon we will get the coordinates of the Cultivation World and restore contact with it.”

Black Daoist muttered under his breath: “Of course you are happy. The one who came is from your Five Elements Dao Sect. If I could see someone from the Heavenly Sword Sect, I would be even more hopeful than you.”

But his mood had clearly improved.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and gave a sly smile: “Sui Bian, guess who I saw when I first arrived in Bi Fang Realm?”

With over a thousand years of friendship between them, Ancestor Sui Bian knew Black Daoist very well. Seeing that smug look on his face, his mind worked quickly.

He asked: “Who? It cannot be Feihong, can it?”

That old fellow had lost both his wife and his troops this time. He left in shame. Maybe he had run into Black Daoist on the road.

Black Daoist’s eyes lit up: “Feihong is here too?”

He grew even more excited and asked: “Is something big happening in Bi Fang Realm right now? Why are all of you gathered here?”

Ancestor Sui Bian frowned: “It was not Feihong? Then who? It could not be…”

He opened his mouth wide, but did not dare finish the sentence.

Black Daoist laughed loudly and said: “Yes, it is that old flame of yours, Xiu Yu. Surprised? Happy?”

Bang!

Before Ancestor Sui Bian could even react to these words, the main doors were flung open.

Senior Qun Fang stood outside the door, the corners of her lips raised in a very deliberate smile.

She echoed coldly: “Old flame?”

Ancestor Sui Bian jumped up in panic and waved his hands: “No! Black Daoist is talking nonsense! I am being framed!”

Senior Qun Fang let out a short laugh: “Heh.”

She swept her sleeve and turned to leave.

Ancestor Sui Bian stomped his foot in a hurry. He did not even have time to scold Black Daoist and chased after her at once.

As soon as he stepped out, Black Daoist rushed to close the door. He leaned against it, patting his chest in fright.

Yu Zhao raised an eyebrow in surprise.

The next moment, fierce knocking sounded from outside the door, along with Ancestor Sui Bian’s miserable screams.

Outside, he yelled: “Ah!!! Open the door!!!”

Black Daoist held the door tightly and shouted toward the courtyard: “Die, Fellow Daoist, but do not let this poor Daoist die. Sui Bian, just go in peace!”

The screams outside rose higher and higher.

Ancestor Sui Bian howled: “Black Daoist! I will not let you go even as a ghost! Ah!”

Yu Zhao’s eye twitched.

She felt that things were going to be very lively around here for a while.

Half an hour later.

The noise outside had finally stopped.

Black Daoist slowly opened the door.

A weak hand reached in over the threshold.

Black Daoist hurried out and helped the person up, face full of concern. He asked: “Sui Bian, can you still talk? How many fingers am I holding up?”

Yu Zhao stepped forward to help too. But as soon as she clearly saw the person Black Daoist was supporting, she quickly pulled her hand back and stared, dumbfounded.

She stammered: “O-old… Ancestor?”

Ancestor Sui Bian lifted his eyelids and gave Yu Zhao a glance, then held his lower back and groaned in pain.

Hearing that familiar voice, Yu Zhao had no choice but to believe that this young man, with red lips and white teeth, deep brows and eyes, and the charm of spring peach blossoms, was really her own sloppy Ancestor.

But the difference was far too big.

Ancestor Sui Bian complained: “Black Daoist, you black-hearted old thing. If I had not reacted fast enough, I might have died here in Lingyin Sect today.”

The tone was the same one Ancestor Sui Bian always used, but the speaker’s eyes tilted up slightly at the corners. His lashes were long and slightly curled, and his clear pupils rippled with a natural, flirtatious air.

Yu Zhao suddenly understood why Ancestor Sui Bian had left so many romantic debts in the Middle World.

Black Daoist supported him into a chair and said carelessly: “I only dared to do this because I knew Qun Fang would not kill you. As long as you summon your second clone body, I guarantee she will not be willing to touch even one of your fingers.”

Ancestor Sui Bian’s expression turned gloomy. He said: “You know very well that this face of mine causes trouble wherever it goes. And once the bodies are switched, at least a year has to pass before we can trade back. You caused this mess. I do not care what you say, you have to stay by my side and protect me until I return to my real body.”

Black Daoist laughed: “No problem. I was not planning on leaving anyway. But you did not explain things to Yu Zhao. Look at that child, her eyes are so wide they are about to fall out.”

Ancestor Sui Bian looked over at Yu Zhao, for once a little embarrassed: “Did I scare you?”

Yu Zhao answered honestly: “A little.”

But right now, she was even more curious about the second clone body that Ancestor Sui Bian and Black Daoist had mentioned.

Ancestor Sui Bian said: “It is not something I meant to hide. I just never found a good chance to tell you. Since you have seen it now, I will explain it clearly.”

It turned out that the body Ancestor Sui Bian usually showed to others was his true body, the same face as in the portrait of him in the Five Elements Dao Sect.

Eight hundred years ago, in a Minor Secret Realm in the Middle World, he had accidentally obtained a broken Cultivation Technique. It recorded how to use various heavenly materials and earthly treasures to refine a clone body that could merge with his original body and store his soul.

According to the original Cultivation Technique, the clone body refined should look exactly the same as the true body, with no difference at all.

But because the Cultivation Technique was incomplete, Ancestor Sui Bian could only use his own understanding to deduce the missing parts. In the end, he refined a clone body that looked completely different from him. It was extremely handsome and, at the beginning, had no Cultivation Level at all. This was the body he was using now.

After eight hundred years of cultivation, this body’s Cultivation Level had already reached the Void Refining Stage, though it was still not as strong as his true body.

The bigger problem was that this face was too eye-catching and often attracted greedy stares from other cultivators. Because of that, he usually only used this clone body on special occasions.

This time, he had used the beauty trap only to make sure Senior Qun Fang would hold back her hand.

To switch back to his true body, he would have to wait one full year.