After being read by the mind, my apprentice wanted to rebel

Chapter 189: Worthy of Being a Sect Leader

Seeing that he was gradually losing the upper hand, Chen Ping dared not hold back any longer. He muttered something and instantly summoned the sword that had been with him for many years.

The sword flashed with cold light, as if it could cut through everything in the world.

Then, he waved his hands, and the sword seemed to have life, transforming into countless identical sword lights, sweeping towards Xie Qijun like a storm.

Facing the overwhelming rain of swords, Xie Qijun showed no fear.

He just flashed and moved freely among the dense sword lights like a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, he broke through the layers of sword nets and arrived in front of Chen Ping. At the same time, he shouted, "Dragon Roar Sword, appear."

In an instant, a sword with a completely green body and a hilt inlaid with gold and jade appeared out of thin air in his hand.

As soon as this sword came out, there was a faint sound of a dragon's roar, which was breathtaking.

There was a loud "clang" sound, and the two swords collided, sparks flying everywhere.

The huge impact force caused the surrounding air to vibrate and the ground to tremble slightly.

It turned out that Chen Ping was quick-witted and quickly retracted the sword in his hand, narrowly avoiding Xie Qijun's fierce attack.

At this time, Chen Ping gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, a thin layer of sweat seeping out of his forehead, and started a thrilling battle with Xie Qijun opposite him.

As time went on, the war situation gradually turned unfavorable to Chen Ping.

Although he tried his best to resist Xie Qijun's fierce attack like a storm, and looked around anxiously, trying to find a way to escape safely, Xie Qijun was too powerful, and Chen Ping gradually fell into a disadvantage.

At this moment, Chen Ping was increasingly eager to go to the mysterious blood pool that the emperor had mentioned, in order to be reborn and rebuild his strength.

He never imagined that his skills had declined to such an extent.

Just when Chen Ping was extremely anxious, he suddenly spotted a fleeting opportunity and exerted his strength to force Xie Qijun back several steps.

In a flash, Chen Ping seized the fleeting opportunity and rushed towards the passage on the other side like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into the deep and dark passage on the other side.

"Host, why didn't you stop Chen Ping from escaping? As the saying goes, letting a tiger go back into the mountains will only lead to endless trouble. Wouldn't that leave you with a huge hidden danger and disaster?"

[Silly commander], the direction Chen Ping escaped from doomed him to death. Lin Xian'er said that she would not waste her time and energy.

"Master, let me help you contract the Xuantian Ding," Xie Qijun said sincerely. In his heart, all good things should belong to his master.

However, Lin Xian'er shook her head slightly and replied with a smile, "No need. You should contract it yourself."

For someone like Lin Xian'er, there was no shortage of precious magical instruments. Although the Xuantian Cauldron before her could be considered a treasure, the price required to exchange it was extremely high.

But even so, it's not completely impossible for her to obtain similar treasures.

In comparison, she felt that it would be more appropriate to let Xie Qijun personally contract the tripod. After all, it was originally their family's property and should be returned intact.

After hearing what his master said, Xie Qijun no longer insisted on having Lin Xian'er contract the Xuantian Ding.

He walked slowly towards the Xuantian Ding. In fact, just when he stepped into this place, a mysterious voice kept ringing in his mind, urging him to quickly contract the Xuantian Ding.

And when he opened his mouth to express his desire to make a contract with his master, the voice suddenly became extremely sharp and piercing.

At this time, Xie Qijun took a deep breath, and then carefully extended his right hand slowly towards the Xuantian Ding.

When his palm finally touched the body of the cauldron, only a moment later, the flame that had been burning quietly under the Xuantian Cauldron suddenly seemed to be stimulated by some force, and it suddenly ignited fiercely and expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it completely enveloped the entire Xuantian Cauldron and Xie Qijun standing in front of it.

Slowly, the blazing flames gradually became weaker, and the originally vigorous flames now swayed like a candle in the wind.

As time went on, the flame grew smaller and smaller until it eventually died out completely.

At the moment the flame disappeared, the Xuantian Ding seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, turning into a stream of light and rushing straight into Xie Qijun's sea of ​​consciousness.

With a crisp buzzing sound, a close connection was established between Xuantian Ding and Xie Qijun, completing the master recognition ceremony.

Xie Qijun was filled with joy and excitement. He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then turned to his master and said, "Master, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

After saying that, he gently took Lin Xian'er's hand and walked towards the depths of the cave together.

Not long after, Lin Xian'er and Xie Qijun arrived at a spacious place.

The emperor and his entourage were standing solemnly beside a huge pool of blood.

The blood pool exuded a strong bloody smell, and it seemed to be shrouded by an extremely powerful force, causing the entire blood pool to roll and bubble like boiling water, presenting a strange and heart-pounding scene.

Lin Xian'er wore a sweet smile, her gaze fixed on the crowd ahead. She asked in a delicate voice, "Ah, Your Majesty, why don't you guys jump down? We've finally reached this long-desired blood pool, and now that our wish is about to come true, why don't you just jump in first?"

There was a hint of doubt in her words, but more of it was teasing.

Hearing Lin Xian'er's words, the emperor couldn't help but frown, and his face looked very gloomy.

The guards on the side looked at each other, and no one dared to answer Lin Xian'er's question easily.

Chen Ping stared closely at Lin Xian'er and the other person who slowly walked in, with a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth, secretly made up his mind, then jumped without hesitation and jumped straight into the blood pool that exuded a strange aura.

In fact, before this, Chen Ping had been hesitating whether to jump into the pool of blood.

After all, facing such a mysterious and dangerous place, anyone would feel fear and hesitation.

But the situation was urgent at the moment, and he knew that he had no choice. Only this seemingly dangerous path might give him a glimmer of hope.

[Awesome Sect Leader Chen! As expected of a former Sect Leader, he acts so decisively and quickly.]

The emperor watched Chen Ping jump into the blood pool and was about to follow Chen Ping into the blood pool, but was stopped by the old man beside him.