Chapter 406 Han Ping: Second Brother, You Are Becoming More and More Frightening
In the pitch-dark passage, the sound of the wind was unusually clear.
Although no one spoke, the gazes directed at Cao Youqian were filled with questions.
Cao Youqian’s lips curved slightly, and he sent a voice transmission with his divine sense: “Don’t be fooled by this brat. I used this trick often more than ten years ago.”
Hearing this, everyone still had doubts, but none pressed further. They only wanted to see how Qiu Qianhen would react.
As expected, when Qiu Qianhen saw no response after waiting for some time, he turned and left.
Cao Youqian and the others continued to trail behind him.
After walking several hundred steps, Qiu Qianhen stopped once more and repeated the same words.
At this, the cultivators all gave Cao Youqian a thumbs up.
Before long, Qiu Qianhen arrived at the entrance of a stone chamber and tried the same trick again, still receiving no reply.
He muttered under his breath, “Could it be my senses were mistaken?”
The disciples of Wendao Academy nearly burst out laughing when they heard this, and the looks they gave Cao Youqian grew even more admiring.
Qiu Qianhen, however, felt the unease in his heart intensify. Still, thinking of the ancestral masters inside the chamber, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
So long as that Great Saint of Qian Kun did not follow him in, he had no worries. As for others—one comes, one dies; two come, both perish.
It would be a chance to claim some interest first. Slowly, Qiu Qianhen turned the mechanism on the stone door.
Rumble—!
The stone door opened, shaking loose a cloud of dust.
Striding inside, Qiu Qianhen was followed closely by Cao Youqian and his group. But the sight before them left them stunned.
The chamber held over a hundred coffins.
Among them, nine stood upright, all pale-gold in color, each engraved with seven vividly lifelike dragons.
Originally, Qiu Qianhen had intended to use the yin energy and baleful aura here to continue his cultivation. But recalling the anxiety gnawing at his heart, he called out again: “Shi Xuan, didn’t you want to see the foundation of my Heavenly Corpse Sect? Now I’ve brought you here. Why don’t you show yourself?”
As his words fell, he waved his hand, igniting ghostly green flames throughout the chamber.
Each coffin glowed with eerie light, the atmosphere turning sinister and strange.
“Hahaha…”
A loud laugh echoed.
“Fellow disciples, students—look at this rat! He has tricked us all this way without ever realizing who we truly are.”
As the voice faded, several figures appeared before Qiu Qianhen. Seeing them all dressed in the robes of Wendao Academy disciples, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.
“Did Shi Xuan send you here to die?”
Cao Youqian chuckled. “Of course not. I am merely clearing a few obstacles for my junior brother, so nothing blocks his ascent to the supreme path.”
Lin Mo then said, “Sir, this green-furred rat doesn’t even know who you are. Won’t he regret it for eternity once he reaches the underworld?”
At those words, Cao Youqian patted Lin Mo’s shoulder. “Boy, you please me greatly. Would you like to learn the art of body refinement from me?”
Lin Mo had already been cultivating body refinement. Hearing this, he grew so excited he dropped to his knees. “Master, Lin Mo is willing to acknowledge you as my teacher!”
Very satisfied, Cao Youqian lifted him up. “Smart lad. This place makes a fine body-refining ground. Once I slay this brat, I will pass you the method of cultivation.”
This scene thoroughly enraged the battered Qiu Qianhen.
His eyes nearly split with fury as he glared at Cao Youqian. “Brat, I don’t care who you are. Today, you will die here!”
With a roar, Qiu Qianhen’s aura burst forth. Even though he was already a spent arrow, he still could not be underestimated within the True Fate Realm.
But to Cao Youqian, it was nothing. His face bore only a mocking smile.
“Please, continue your performance.”
“…!”
Qiu Qianhen began chanting an ancient and awkward incantation.
With the chant, the stone coffins that had lain still began to tremble.
Crack… crack…
With sharp, grating sounds, several coffins slowly opened. Pale hands stretched out, followed by corpses exuding terrifying auras climbing forth one after another.
In an instant, the entire chamber was shrouded in dreadful, eerie pressure.
“Nine… nine corpses at the Nirvana Realm, with five of them once being Marquises…”
Lin Mo saw this scene, and his voice trembled slightly.
Qiu Qianhen heard it and could not help laughing loudly. “Brats of Wendao Academy, today this place will be your grave. Rest assured, I will not tear your bodies apart. I will preserve them well, and when I have the time, I will send them to Shi Xuan, so he too can taste the pain of losing those closest to him.”
Cao Youqian ignored Qiu Qianhen and instead rolled his eyes at Lin Mo.
“You brat, why are you cowering like this? It’s only nine Nirvana corpses. Even if they were alive, I would not fear them. We body-refining cultivators must above all possess a fearless Dao heart. Otherwise, how can you train in countless harsh and cruel environments?”
Lin Mo quickly nodded. “Master, you are absolutely right. This disciple was cowardly.”
Cao Youqian stretched his neck, speaking calmly. “Today, I’ll show you just how powerful the body-refining arts of our Miscellaneous Dao Institute truly are.”
As he spoke, he stepped forward, and in the next instant, brilliant divine light radiated from his body.
At that moment, he seemed especially tall and imposing, his aura steadily climbing higher.
Sensing the Convergence Realm aura on him, Qiu Qianhen’s expression shifted drastically, his eyes full of dread as he exclaimed,
“You… you are Cao Youqian!”
“That’s right. At least you have some knowledge—you’ve heard of this Holy Son’s name. Today I’ll let you awaken to reality.”
With that, Cao Youqian lifted his hand and struck a punch at Qiu Qianhen.
Boom!
The punch roared, arcs of lightning coiling around its force.
Where it passed, the yin energy scattered.
With a bang, a Nirvana corpse exploded into dust, leaving only a corpse core rolling on the ground.
The other Nirvana corpses howled in unison.
Roar!
All eight struck together.
Instantly, the stone chamber was filled with dreadful yin and corpse qi.
As it fell, a colossal divine fist manifestation appeared.
Before it, the eight Nirvana corpses seemed pitifully small.
Rumble!
With a deafening crash, the eight were hurled back.
Cao Youqian grabbed one with his left hand, crushing its skull, and cleaved another’s head apart with his right.
Then, with swift kicks, he smashed two more skulls.
In only a few breaths, the nine Nirvana corpses had been reduced to four.
The remaining four instinctively fled toward their coffins, as if only those could grant them safety.
The scene left everyone dumbstruck.
But what shocked them further came next: Cao Youqian dragged two Marquis corpses from their coffins, crushed their heads, and tossed their bodies back.
Boom.
The last two Marquises seized the chance to slam their coffins shut.
Unfortunately, Cao Youqian had no intention of sparing them.
Boom!
With one punch he shattered a coffin, seized its corpse core, then tore open the final coffin with his manifestation and smashed the Marquis corpse’s head apart.
Silence…
The stone chamber fell utterly quiet.
Whoosh… whoosh…
Cold winds blew—not chilly, yet they chilled Qiu Qianhen’s heart to the bone.
He had seen Convergence Realm cultivators before, but never a Nirvana cultivator like this.
Was this man truly only Nirvana Realm? Not even Nirvana cultivators were this terrifying.
The disciples of Wendao Academy were all dumbfounded. Beside Han Ping, Mandala clung tightly to his arm.
“Second Brother, you’re becoming more and more frightening,” Han Ping finally muttered weakly after a long silence.
Cao Youqian shrugged. “I didn’t expect these things to be so weak. They weren’t even as strong as the Marquises of the Shi family. Otherwise, I couldn’t have killed them one punch at a time.”
Han Ping swallowed hard. “Brother, next time you strike, please give me a warning first, so I can prepare myself mentally.”
“No problem.”
Cao Youqian then fixed his gaze on Qiu Qianhen, smiling faintly. “Little green-furred rat, if you have any cards left, go ahead and use them. I’ll take them all.”
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