My Daily Cultivation Life with a Clumsy Female Disciple

Qing Yuan never imagined that the one-in-four probability would luckily fall on him.

The four people fled in four directions, yet that terrifying demon chased right after him.

Originally, his Shenguang Skill was extremely profound and versatile in offense, defense and escape. With power not inferior to those at the same cultivation level, his escape techniques were also unmatched.

In the past, his escape skills had always worked smoothly - those able to defeat him could not catch him, while those able to catch him could not defeat him... But he never expected that this time, he could neither defeat nor escape his pursuer.

Not long after Qing Yuan started fleeing, he felt a sharp aura chasing towards him. He looked back and saw an elegant figure flickering indistinctly in the darkness, speeding rapidly closer to him.

"What speed is this?" His face paled dramatically as he exclaimed, "What on earth is this monster?!"

Perhaps he could hardly imagine that the terrifyingly powerful sword cultivator had an extremely prudent master even more adept at escaping than himself. He also could not imagine that her escape art was an Immortal Technique.

Although Qing Yuan had sped up several times, he did not get very far before the terrifying woman caught up.

The sword qi arrived before the person.

One sword qi shot straight towards his back heart. Qing Yuan did not dare continue escaping. Instead, he quickly formed a Shenguang shield behind himself to block the sword qi. Having exchanged moves with the woman before, he knew his Shenguang could not withstand her sword qi. As the Shenguang shield formed, he also dodged sideways to avoid the attack.

Sure enough, he had just evaded when a sword qi scraped past, cutting off a corner of his clothes as it shot out. His Shenguang shield still could not block it.

Qing Yuan looked back at the sword-wielding woman charging to kill him. With his experience, he still could not understand why his Golden Core stage Shenguang techniques were inferior to the sword qi of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

But he had no time to analyze it, because that swooping woman suddenly shifted and disappeared before his eyes.

Swirling Sword Era by Fight Waves

"Phew!"

Having fought for many years, Qing Yuan still had some ability. He subconsciously blocked to the side with Shenguang around his hand.

"Slap!"

He blocked the woman's terrifying sword strike.

...Although his Shenguang was still split open by the sword qi, which also managed to injure his arm in the process.

The sword qi emerged first, then the woman appeared. There was sword qi corroding his injured arm like maggots in the bone. Enduring the pain, he saw another sword stab towards him. He dodged with a flash of light...

Then, swords rained down as tangible sword qi continuously swiped at him.

Qing Yuan was surrounded by a glowing Shenguang, shining brightly in the darkness like an immortal god in the heavens. But in the face of the woman's sword, he could only parry. Her sword qi, movement art, sword art - Qing Yuan discovered she had no weaknesses...

For the first time, Qing Yuan felt that cultivating such comprehensive skills was a mistake. If he had specialized in escape techniques, perhaps he could have already fled. If he had specialized in combat, there might still be a chance to perish together with the woman. If he had focused on defense, perhaps he could have withstood the terrifying sword qi. But he did none of that, so now he could only stand here taking a beating, or rather, torture!

Every sword sliced through his Shenguang, producing clear, crisp shattering sounds...

That crisp sound actually still sounded nice in the darkness.

But to Qing Yuan, it was torture, death by a thousand cuts.

Because each shattered defense resulted in the sword qi leaving behind wounds. He desperately endured, but it seemed meaningless - the longer he held out, the more sword injuries covered his body. By now, he had practically turned purple.

Finally...

"Crack..."

"Whoosh!"

Two brittle sounds.

Qing Yuan's Shenguang was completely obliterated by the sword qi, shattering completely. Covered in sword wounds, with blood flowing while intense pain clouded his mind, he was barely conscious.

In his semi-aware state, he seemed to see an unparalleled beauty walking towards him sword-in-hand, extending her left hand and offering him a star.

Unable to distinguish good from bad, he could only feel relieved. Thinking it was a blessing from the celestial maiden, he reached out to accept the star...

"Boom!"

Purple sword qi exploded in the darkness, as another Golden Core cultivator eternally departed the mortal world.

Sword qi swirled around Li Shiyin as she sheathed the Qingxing Sword with a light exhale.

That man had been somewhat tricky to deal with. His extraordinary, odd skills made him highly mobile with strong combat ability and defense, costing her quite some time.

...Her master would probably appreciate learning this man's skills, she mused inwardly.

Thinking of her master, she turned around, preparing to hunt down her next target.

But she had just lifted her foot when she abruptly froze in place!

Danger!

Terror!

Powerful!

An extremely formidable enemy had arrived!

Raising her head towards the front, she saw a broad, stalwart back silhouette in the darkness, exuding great oppressive might that obscured his appearance.

The Heart Divine Eye had failed! 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Primordial Spirit Stage?" she uttered in surprise.

"A Foundation Establishment cultivator indeed!" Zi Yi, facing away from Li Shiyin, shook his head and said, "The Land of Immortal Legacy has not seen such a genius in a very long time."

Recalling Lu Junxing and her own master, Li Shiyin sincerely replied, "You have seen too little."

"Oh?" Zi Yi was startled, then laughed heartily twice before continuing, "Indeed, I have grown old and my experience is lacking compared to before."

"But do you know, countless geniuses have died under my hand? Talents like you are not uncommon - I can always remember them for a very long time."

Li Shiyin stored away the Qingxing Sword in her Cosmic Bag and resolutely stated, "I will not die."

"You've kept your sword... " Zi Yi, still facing away from Li Shiyin, asked, "Are you pleading for your life, hoping I will pardon you?

"...Although you have killed many of my sect disciples, with your looks and talent I can still give you a chance to refine pills for me."

"No." Li Shiyin replied. She reached out her hand and a sword filled with stars slowly took form, replacing the cosmic luminance in this darkness. She went on, "I mean you are very powerful, so I must be serious."

"A very decent life-bond sword... must be a Magic Treasure level!" Zi Yi appraised. "But you actually dare attack me?"

Raising the Mu Ran Sword, Li Shiyin told Zi Yi: "Cultivation realms no longer matter in my eyes. You are just slightly stronger than me, why would I not dare make a move?"

"What arrogance! As expected of someone so talented!" Zi Yi nodded. "A tiny Foundation Establishment cultivator dares attack a Primordial Spirit cultivator!"

"What of Primordial Spirit Stage?" Li Shiyin asked back.

Having said that, she attacked straight towards Zi Yi's back without further nonsense!

Activating the Guide the Starlight Technique first, the stars in the sky lit up, empowering her with their strength. Then the War Spirit Art launched, boiling the Qi within her body as each drop cheered in delight. Sword qi circulated to its peak - tangible sword qi manifested and shot forth around her as third level sword qi activated.

Finally, Immortal Seeking the Way!

Her figure abruptly vanished. The next moment, an enormous sword qi formed from countless tiny strands of sword qi gathered and stabbed straight down from the heavens towards Zi Yi...

"As expected, formidable!" Raising his head to look at the descending sword qi from above, Zi Yi could sense its sharp, powerful, substantial aura completely unmatched for a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

He felt as if battling a Primordial Spirit opponent.

Palms pushing up towards the heavens, an identical white silhouette emerged from Zi Yi's body, also propping up to block this massive sword qi.

"However..." Zi Yi smiled, just about to speak.

"Pfft!"

A sword pierced through his back heart, puncturing the white silhouette, his defensive magic tool, and finally stabbing squarely into his body!