Chapter 88
The power of Lin Qi’an’s sword, piercing the heavens and the earth, was too terrifying! The intense sense of shock stirred up waves in the hearts of the audience, which could not be calmed for a long time.
Both the younger generation and the older generation were horrified by this. Even the Sword Emperor, at this age, might not have been as terrifying as the Crown Prince.
The members of Yunmo Dao Palace were left dumbfounded. The fact that the Saintess was safe should have been something to celebrate and cheer for.
But the overwhelming impact from the Crown Prince left them speechless, their mouths agape, eyes dazed.
“Saintess, to have encountered the Crown Prince… truly a blessing.”
“To surpass a higher realm and annihilate a Celestial realm beast with a single sword—such power leaves us in awe!”
“No wonder the Crown Prince of Beiyang Tianjian City is so unparalleled; we are completely outmatched!”
They had originally thought that the Saintess was already powerful enough, at least not much weaker than the Crown Prince, and might even have the qualifications to contend with him. But after witnessing today’s events, it was clear she couldn’t even come close!
“When we return, we must send gifts to Tianjian City to thank the Crown Prince for his great kindness…”
“Hey, do you think His Highness the Crown Prince might take a liking to our Saintess?”
“Yeah! After all, the Saintess is like an immortal in appearance. Perhaps the Crown Prince has a taste for this kind of woman?”
“Don’t talk nonsense! Senior Sister Mo has loved nothing but calligraphy and painting since she was a child. Her life revolves around cultivation and her art; she’s not interested in anything else.”
“That’s true. Senior Sister Mo exudes a scholarly aura and is completely untouched by worldly matters.”
In the exclusive stands, even the quasi-Saints and Saints couldn’t help but express their amazement.
To become a Saint, who among them wasn’t a peerless genius of their time?
But in front of the Crown Prince, they couldn’t help but think back to their younger selves, only to feel a sense of inferiority.
“No wonder he’s the Crown Prince—he has already grasped the essence of swordsmanship. This is all thanks to the Sword Emperor’s excellent guidance!”
“Indeed! The divine charm of that sword is reminiscent of the Sword Emperor’s own style.”
“Perhaps our Tianjian City will produce a second Sword Emperor in the future, haha!”
A chorus of praise for the Sword Emperor filled the air, creating a joyous atmosphere.
‘Teach him? My foot!’ Even the Sword Emperor himself was quite surprised. He hadn’t taught Lin Qi’an this kind of divine ability!
Could it be that the boy had comprehended it on his own? Or perhaps it was a treasure nurtured within his sword bone? Such power was indeed impressive.
“No, I must focus on my cultivation, or I won’t be able to catch up to brother!” Lin Hongyu clenched her small fists, resolving to push herself harder.
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Not far from the cliff, Xiao Chen and Ye Yun were secretly observing. Seeing this scene, they were stunned, their hearts unable to calm down from the shock.
“Lin Qi’an… has he really become this powerful? Brother Ye, he has just fought beyond his realm and must be heavily drained. Why don’t we strike now and kill him!” Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, eager to act.
“No!” Ye Yun quickly stopped him.
“Lin Qi’an’s strength is unfathomable. Engaging him head-on now is not the right choice. Even if we were to kill him, we wouldn’t be able to escape Beiyang.”
“The best plan right now is to steadily accumulate points and avoid direct confrontation. His point-gathering speed can’t match ours, so he’s bound to lose in the end!”
“Alright, I’ll follow your lead, Brother Ye. Let’s go!”
Ye Yun had indeed grown; he had learned to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens.
He subconsciously glanced at his right arm. Although it had been reattached, the hatred of having his arm severed was etched into his heart! This grudge… would definitely be avenged.
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Mo Shuiqiu finally snapped back to reality.
Her gaze focused on Lin Qi’an’s face, and upon seeing that handsome visage, her heart began to race slightly.
The Crown Prince of Beiyang—unparalleled in handsomeness and extraordinary in strength.
No wonder so many Saintesses were willing to serve as his maids. Perhaps it wasn’t out of greed for power, but simply pure admiration?
“Are you alright?”
“I’m fine… Thank you for your concern, Your Highness.” Mo Shuiqiu’s voice carried a hint of nervousness.
Suddenly, she took out a scroll from her ring. “If Your Highness doesn’t mind, you may take this painting. It can be hung indoors, filling the room with the fragrance of flowers and plants.”
Lin Qi’an unrolled the painting and his eyes lit up.
It was a traditional ink painting of flowers, birds, plants, and trees. Although it lacked other colors, it exuded a vibrant life force in every stroke.
The breath of spring seemed to waft through the air immediately. It was truly a masterpiece!
“Very well, I’ll accept it.” Lin Qi’an unceremoniously tucked the painting into his sleeve. Only by accepting such a token would the giver feel at ease.
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“I’m gonna go crazy! That’s the spiritual painting of plants and trees that Senior Sister Mo spent more than half a month working on!”
“Every stroke of that painting is imbued with spiritual energy. Hanging it indoors is like being caressed by a spring breeze—so refreshing and pleasant…”
“And Senior Sister Mo just gave it to His Highness the Crown Prince!!”
The male disciples of Yunmo Dao Palace were dumbstruck, as if their souls had left their bodies. Senior Sister Mo treated her paintings as treasures and never gave them away, not even once!
Even her failed works were personally burned by her. They couldn’t even find them by rummaging through the trash…
Later, a rumor spread within the sect: if the Saintess ever gifted someone her calligraphy or paintings, it might very well be a token of her affection. No one expected to witness such a scene today! The pain in their hearts was unbearable.