Chapter Eighty-Five Inheriting the Guardian's Authority
Although this moment only lasted for a dozen breaths, it seemed to Lu Qing that several hours had passed. Finally, the white light broke through the seventh level in Lu Qing's hopeful gaze and rose another three points before stopping.
"This——" Lu Qing was somewhat unbelievable about the current change, indeed, although Lu Qing had expected the change in his innate talent, such a result still left him stunned. Originally, he only had nearly five parts of transcendent talent, but now it suddenly improved so much, directly becoming seven parts or more of genius talent, which made Lu Qing unable to accept for a while.
But thinking carefully, it's also reasonable. With the endless supply of Blood Evil Sword's yuan liquid and the transformation of the Purple Emperor Sword's body after the first layer, it's reasonable to have such a result.
"As expected..." At the moment the results came out, Luo Qianfeng looked deeply at Lu Qing, "It's said that thing has the effect of enhancing one's innate talent, being able to obtain it is your good fortune."
After a pause, Lu Qianfeng spoke again: "Your master had already told me about your situation before, and I agree with the concession conditions he mentioned. Now, I can make some more concessions to you."
Lu Qing heard this and smiled to himself. Now it seems that everything has to be fought for with strength, no one will give you anything for nothing.
At this moment, except for Xuán Qīng, the other three people of Xuán Míng were silent, with only a faint look of surprise on their faces, apparently acquiescing to Luò Qiān Fēng's words.
After some thought, Lu Qianfeng spoke up: "As for the reward for your family, I won't take it back. The position of Guardian that you inherited, I will grant to you now, and you can start enjoying the special privileges that come with being a Guardian. As for the specifics, your master will naturally tell you when he returns."
At this time, Xuan Ming suddenly spoke up and said: "Master, I think there was nothing wrong with the previous one, but it's a bit too early to let Lu Shizhong take on the position of protector, and it may be difficult to convince others later."
Shaking his head, Luo Qianfeng did not agree with Xuan Ming's view: "Rules are dead, people are alive. Whoever has an opinion can come to me directly, it's settled like this for now, however, Lu Qing..."
The topic suddenly changed, and Lu Qian's gaze was fixed on Lu Qing, saying: "You should know that value is the fundamental determinant of a person's status. So I hope you don't become arrogant and complacent. If you want to keep the Nianyun Divine Sword left by your father in four years' Five Peaks Sword Meet, you still need to win first place."
He nodded and Lu Qing said: "Master, rest assured, I understand."
Then, led by Xuán Qīng, Lù Qīng pointed out the direction, and together with Luò Qiān Fēng's group of six people flew towards the direction of Láng Kǒu Village. As for Lù Qīng's master, he flew alone in the direction of Zǐ Xiá Wǔ Fēng, apparently not wanting to show his face.
At this time, Langkou Village was already near evening. After the crowd cleaned up in the afternoon, the corpses in the village were finally cleared. The dead villagers who had living relatives were taken back to be buried on a chosen day. Those unfortunate ones whose whole family died and some bodies that were bitten beyond recognition were concentrated together and cremated outside the village. The ashes were collected in a large jar and buried in a large grave dug in the fields behind the village.
At the village entrance, a bright bonfire was burning at this moment, and Duan Qingyun and others were sitting around it. On the bonfire, a wolf with its skin removed was being roasted, but apparently Duan Qingyun didn't have the mood for it, so the cleaned wolf meat was only hastily sprinkled with some seasonings before being put on the fire.
Apart from Duan Qingyun, the others didn't seem to be in the mood either. Even Ming Xue'er, who was usually lively, had become much quieter after today's massacre. The little girl rescued by Lu Qing beside her still hadn't recovered from her fright, her small hands tightly grasping Ming Xue'er's hem.
The scene was relatively quiet, and the three middle-aged Protectors invited by Nie Qing Tian did not leave, but instead accompanied the crowd in waiting. The almost earth-shattering momentum of the Beast Ruins in the afternoon had deeply shocked them, it was a peak battle that they had never seen before in their lives, and it also made them wonder to this day what kind of opponent the five great giants of the sect had encountered, that would have such an earth-shattering battle.
But their bewilderment did not last long, as five sword lights appeared quickly from the distant sky. Since it was already near nightfall, the sky had been shrouded in darkness for more than half, and the five sword lights fell rapidly towards the crowd like five brilliant shooting stars.
"Daughter——" Ming Xue'er shouted loudly, standing up with the little girl, and everyone else also stood up. Soon, the five people of Lu Qianfeng fell down.
"Greetings, Patriarch, and the four Elders." The three Protectors hastily bowed and paid their respects. Almost imperceptibly, Lu Qing noticed that their gazes had inadvertently swept towards Xuanying beside him.
But immediately, his attention turned to Duan Qingyun and others. Since the sect master and others were present, they didn't dare say much, but only looked up and down at Lu Qing. After discovering that he hadn't suffered any harm, on the contrary, his face was very rosy and his blood was full, they put their minds at ease.
With a wave of his hand, Duan Qingyun and the others who were about to pay their respects dispersed. Lu Qianfeng turned to the three guardians and said, "The matter has been resolved, you can return immediately and inform Wu Dianzhu of the Sword God Temple to cancel the garrison mission."
Everyone was stunned upon hearing this. One of the guardians hesitated and said, "The Master's intention is..." Although he had a vague guess about the outcome, he still dared not confirm it.
He nodded and said, "The source of the riot has been resolved."
He let out a long sigh, and the three guardians didn't ask about the specifics of what had happened either. They just apologized and wanted to return to Luoshen City.
"Wait," Lak Chien Fung stopped them, and in the midst of everyone's puzzled gaze, he stepped aside to reveal Lu Qing, who had been blocked by him, "This is Lu Qing, the new Guardian of Chao Yang Peak."
This is Lu Qing, Chaoyang Peak's trusted guardian.
In total eleven words, at this moment it was as if a huge stone had heavily struck the hearts of everyone, what did this represent? Of course they knew, such a young Guardian had already surpassed the requirements of the previous generations of Guardians of the Purple Mist Sect. To receive such an appointment and for the Sect Master to introduce him with such solemnity at this moment, one could imagine just how much attention Lu Qing was receiving now.
Standing in front of the crowd, Lu Qing's heart was slightly stagnant, but his face didn't change at all. However, Duan Qingyun and others showed a surprised gaze. After the battle at Chao Yang Town that day, they also heard from Lu Qing about the reward given by the sect to the Lu family. They knew that Lu Qing had inherited his father Lu Yun's position as the Guardian, but he hadn't been appointed yet due to insufficient cultivation. At this moment, seeing such a scene, they didn't feel much increase in Lu Qing's aura, which meant that the sect had made concessions for him.
As expected, Lu Qianfeng continued: "Lu Qing broke the Blood Sacrifice Evil Sword Array and made a great contribution to our Zixia Sect's calamity, so he was promoted to this position ahead of time."
The tone suddenly changed, and his gaze swept around the surroundings. "As long as it is a meritorious deed for the sect, the sect will not be stingy with rewards and heavy use. Similarly, if there are mistakes, there will be severe punishment. I hope you can all remember this firmly in your hearts."
"Yes." Everyone present bowed their heads in response.
The momentum of the five people who had just fallen from Qianfeng was obviously very grand, and at this moment, many villagers had gathered at the village entrance. Seeing the patriarch and four elders coming in person, they were all moved to tears, and even several elderly people knelt down and kept kowtowing to the five people.
"Huh?" Just then, Ming Xi Yue, who had not spoken until now, let out a surprised cry, her eyes fixed on the little girl clinging to Ming Xue's back as she sized her up from head to toe, the light in her eyes growing brighter and brighter. The little girl seemed intimidated by Ming Xi Yue's gaze, her body pressed tightly against Ming Xue's back, only half of her eye visible as she stole a timid glance.
"Girl, you scared me," Ming Xue'er couldn't help but say with a pout, and at this moment, seeing Ming Xi Yue arrive, she began to regain her previous liveliness.
The moon did not make a sound in the evening, and suddenly her figure flashed, and she appeared behind Ming Xue'er like a ghost. One of her jade hands was placed on the little girl's head, and at this moment, the little girl seemed to be frozen in place, motionless. Ming Xue'er turned around, and the little girl with a terrified face suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
At this moment, as the snow-white sword aura floated up from Mingxi's hand, a cold breath suddenly spread out, and the villagers at the village entrance, who had no cultivation, could not bear it and immediately retreated into the village.
Under the bewildered gaze of Lu Qing and others, the little girl's body also emitted a faint white light along with Ming Xi Yue's palm, the light was dim, but that tiny bit of mist-like small ice crystal explained how icy it was.
Obviously, although Ming Xi's palm was placed on the little girl's head, not a single sword aura entered the little girl's body. This clearly told everyone that this icy white light was completely emitted by the little girl herself.
"It's really a congenital Xuanbing body," Mingxiang Yue muttered, and finally, a hint of obvious joy appeared on her icy and unfeigned face.
After hearing this sentence, the four Rakushouga looked at each other and smiled wryly. Then, they simultaneously said to Mingxi Yue: "Congratulations, Master's sister, on getting such a good disciple."
It wasn't until then that Lu Qing and the others realized the meaning behind Ming Xi Yue's actions, which was actually a test to determine whether or not to accept them as disciples.
Afterwards, upon learning that the little girl's parents had all perished in the wolf pack's raid on the village, regardless of whether the little girl was willing to leave or not, Ming Ye took her and left with the four people from Luojian Peak, for the five peaks still needed them to guard it, as it was the fundamental place where the Purple Mist Sect's thousand-year heritage was passed down.
As for Xuán Míng, as the master of Luò Rì Peak, he had some follow-up work to deal with regarding the Beast Ruins' uprising, so he stayed behind temporarily. The people around him didn't have any opinions about the actions of Míng Xī Yuè, the master of Xiǎo Niáng Peak, just now. They knew that for the little girl, this was undoubtedly the best place to return to.

