Chapter 008: Lan Cai'er
Lan Cai'er sat cross-legged in the center of the blue brocade, her eyes tightly closed, deeply absorbed in meditation, resembling an old monk in deep concentration, serene and tranquil. However, those like the Golden Dragon, who had witnessed the murderous aura surrounding her, felt both fear and curiosity towards her. A girl so young being referred to as a killing star, a natural executioner, the legendary dark aura surrounding her made them restless and excited, itching to discuss it immediately. Yet, they were wary of Lan Cai'er's presence, fearing that provoking her might unleash a deadly rampage. Whether they could survive before the few masters of the Forgotten Sect intervened remained uncertain.
Your lineage and background!" Master Han's sword-like eyebrows shot up as he spoke sternly
Ah! Lan Cai'er suddenly let out a loud cry, her body shooting into the air like a flag or a rocket. Her closed left eyelid suddenly opened, revealing the eyeball she had been desperately trying to conceal. It was a beautiful eye, yet possessed a devilish hue. It was a crimson color that appeared at the moment blood begins to deteriorate, beautiful like a night-blooming cereus, yet tinged with the bitterness of impending decay
Oh no! The Golden Dragon, Bai Suanji, and Tong Bailian exclaimed simultaneously, believing that Master Leng was undoubtedly doomed. Who would have thought that as soon as Lan Cai'er presented her soft sword before him, it leaped up like a startled deer, darting out of Lan Cai'er's hand, performing a spiral maneuver, and with a "clang," it embedded itself into the bamboo basket behind her. The divine skill of the Control Master Hall—Sword Control Technique!
Master Leng smiled coldly, and suddenly flicked his fingers. More than twenty Penglai swords, which were laid flat on the flying peak, simultaneously stood up, flipping and rolling, whistling back and forth. The azure blades soared through the air, wrapping around Lan Cai'er from all directions. Not only did they break through all her attacks, but the sword rain also wove into an impenetrable web of light, imprisoning her and * the * book in a confined space where they could not exert their power.
"You single-handedly defeated all the candidates of the Penglai Sword Sect?" Master Leng finally spoke
"Who is moving?" Bai was taken aback.
"Big and small, I feel that your days at the South and North Gates will not be easy, hee hee hee," Bai said with a smug and sinister smile.
"Is it just you?" After manipulating the azure brocade to land on the flying peak, Master Han and Master Leng stepped forward simultaneously
"Uh, are you from the Penglai Sect?" Master Han felt it was quite perplexing, "The Penglai Sect has always placed great importance on this selection; they shouldn't have sent just one person."
"Miss Lan, let me take a look at your left eye," Master Leng said slowly.
Lan Cai'er stood before Master Leng, her blood-red eyes wide open, staring blankly and speechless for a long time.
My surname is Lan, Lan Cai'er, a member of the Lan family. The little girl raised her head, her eerily beautiful big eyes blankly staring at Master Han
Blood凝瞳, this is a talent cursed by ghosts, one in a hundred thousand does not possess it. The last time Blood凝瞳 appeared in Tuzhou...
Hmm. The little girl nodded.
When she opened her eyes, a fierce killing intent suddenly permeated the entire world, and the sword in her hand turned blood red. She fell to the ground, spun around like a whirlwind, resembling a dancer shaking out colorful ribbons in mid-air. The blood-red sword energy surged like a crimson dragon sweeping across the sky, instantly shattering all the Penglai swords that were thrusting towards her. Then, she elegantly twisted her body, flicked her wrist, and the tip of her soft sword, following a strange arc, stabbed towards Master Leng's throat. She fell to the ground, spun around like a whirlwind, resembling a dancer shaking out colorful ribbons in mid-air. The blood-red sword energy surged like a crimson dragon sweeping across the sky, instantly shattering all the Penglai swords that were thrusting towards her. Then, she elegantly twisted her body, flicked her wrist, and the tip of her soft sword, following a strange arc, stabbed towards Master Leng's throat
"Of course, it's you. We are all from Penzhou, and we just came out of the same restaurant. You are still doing my errands and legwork. They want to deal with me, so of course, they will take care of you first, hehehe." Golden Dragon chuckled softly.
It is truly pitiful that at such a young age, one has to bear such a heavy burden
The little girl nodded
Better to have none than to have too many, everyone need not worry, I will take care of the deputy leader's side said Master Zhao淡淡
"If I am not doing well, what is there for you to be happy about? I am a disciple of my master, and even if they borrowed some courage, they would not dare to touch me. If they want to deal with me, who do they need to move?" The Golden Dragon cast a sidelong glance at Bai Suanji.
"Senior Brother Leng, she is merely..." Master Han could not help but complain
However, Master Leng's words have already had a terrifying effect. All the newly selected disciples of Tianmen subsequently cast hostile and wary glances at Lan Cai'er and Huang Jinlong.
"Well, it seems that the Penglai Sect has been dealt with by you in this manner," Master Leng said, gazing intently at Lan Cai'er’s blood-red left eye, murmuring.
"Alright, since Junior Brother Leng has spoken to recommend you, we have nothing more to say." Master Zhao nodded and beckoned to Lan Cai'er, "Come up, you have been selected."
In the blink of an eye, Qingjin drifted to a solitary island separated from the land of Tuzhou by a body of water. This island is crescent-shaped, with the curve of the moon directly facing Huayun Port. Steep cliffs rise sharply from the sea, as if a celestial being had mercilessly thrust a broken sword into the waters nearby. Atop the cliffs stands a protruding peak, on which there is a flat stone platform, where a solitary figure stands.
The blue banners once again fluttered, gradually spreading across the southwestern Qiao State, Bei Huai State, Nan Huai State, Cang Wu State, and Jiang State, covering one-third of the eastern region of Tu State. In each state capital, the four masters of the banner selection conducted interviews with hundreds of local youths who held recommendation letters. They selected three or four promising young individuals, among whom the chosen ones were overjoyed, while the rejected ones lamented their fate, creating a scene of mixed emotions—some rejoicing, others grieving, showcasing the myriad aspects of life. However, the attention of Huang Jinlong and the other two could not be focused on the thrilling selection process; their gazes, whether intentional or not, were all drawn to Lan Cai'er.
They indeed came quite a few
Lan Cai'er hesitated for a moment, bit her lip, and said, "If you want to see my left eye, you must accept one of my swords"
Hmph, in my opinion, even if we only bring these two students back this time, we have already exceeded our mission. The others are merely bonus additions," Master Leng said disdainfully
"The yellow... gold... dragon. You truly are the nemesis that I, Bai Suanji, have calculated to be destined against me." Seeing the malicious gazes of the new disciples around him, Bai Suanji felt a chill run through his body and couldn't help but curse fiercely.
"Han Shidi, this girl is extraordinary, be cautious." Unlike Master Han, Master Leng's face was as if covered by a severe frost, extremely grave, seemingly very wary of this little girl
"What audacity!" Master Han exclaimed in a fit of rage, his voice booming like thunder striking the sea, resonating with a deafening sound. The outburst left Jin Long, Bai Suanji, and Tong Bailian momentarily dazed and breathless, their heads spinning. At this moment, Master Zhao and Master Mei, who had remained silent until now, approached him simultaneously, placing their hands on his shoulders to quell his anger.
She was a girl who appeared to be no older than fourteen. She wore a well-tailored blue tunic, with light blue patches at the cuffs and on the left elbow. Beneath the tunic was a pale blue skirt, and under the skirt were light green leg wraps, upon which she wore soft shoes that glimmered with a dark jade hue. On her shoulder, she carried a bamboo basket made of purple bamboo, around which were haphazardly inserted dozens of various long swords.
Her complexion exhibited an extremely eerie shade of white jade, with her eyes alternately opening and closing. The opened right eye was exceptionally large and bright, its black pupil enveloping the entire eyeball like the night of the polar regions, with only faint traces of the sclera visible. The eyelid covering the closed left eye appeared remarkably natural, without trembling or wrinkles, as if this eye had always been in slumber and should not be opened.
The plan we set was to admit at least thirty individuals, but so far we have only managed to secure eight. I fear that the deputy leader will have much to say about this." Master Mei could not help but remark as he directed Qingjin to turn westward.
"They? Aren't you from the Penglai Sect? You..." Master Han furrowed his brow, about to question him, but was stopped by Master Leng, who raised a hand and gestured with his eyes. He was slightly taken aback and looked around the stone platform. Scattered around the stone platform were more than twenty three-foot-wide swords adorned with Penglai cloud pendants, which were the standard swords of the disciples of Penglai.
Senior Brother Leng indeed possesses foresight; it truly is the Blood凝瞳, the Eye of the Killing Star
Lan Cai'er moved in a winding and spiraling manner, suddenly thrusting her sword, which transformed into three indistinguishable figures. The soft sword surged wildly, creating a flurry of sword shadows, resembling a thousand silver snakes, howling as they lunged toward Master Leng's vital points.
Junior Brother Leng! Senior Brother Leng... Master Han, Master Mei, and Master Zhao all gathered around him
Shh... Master Zhao and Master Mei simultaneously made a quiet gesture towards him
At such a young age, so disrespectful! Master Han shouted angrily.
Recommend the book, show it to us. www.hetushu.com Master Han glanced at the color of her clothes and immediately understood, his expression changing dramatically.
"No matter how many come, it is of no use; there is only one slot for the swordsman in the southeast," the little girl said in a voice that, though youthful, was chillingly cold.
"Very interesting, come on, give it your all." The first to respond, Master Leng, showed no sign of anger; instead, he revealed a look of delight at the prospect of the hunt, which was in stark contrast to his usual gloomy demeanor, clearly indicating his inner joy
"You see them ... ..." Master Han couldn't help but gasp in shock.
With a crisp sound of "clang," Lan Cai'er took out a soft sword measuring four feet in length and two inches in width from the bamboo basket on her back. She shook it in the wind, making it straight and transforming it into a condensed cold rainbow, aiming it at Master Leng's chest. Master Leng placed his left hand across his chest and stroked his chin with his right hand, nodding slightly. Suddenly, a sword from the stone platform flew into the air, performing a splendid flourish, and with a loud "bang," it deflected Lan Cai'er's incoming strike.
"My sword is my recommendation." The little girl said in a low voice
At that moment, Lan Cai'er suddenly opened her right eye and secretly glanced in the direction of Huang Jinlong and Bai Suanji. Huang Jinlong raised his head, waved at her, and smiled, revealing his neat and bright teeth. Lan Cai'er quickly closed her eyes and turned her head away to avoid looking at him
"I do not care about the last time, the Blood凝瞳 possesses unparalleled innate talent. The Southern and Northern Heavenly Gates are not needed; the Mo Chou Palace, the Pai You Hall, the Starry Sea, the Various Immortal Platforms, and the Jie Hui Tower will all be eager to claim it." Master Leng spoke resolutely
Her hair is neatly styled into a clean ponytail, all strands combed back along the scalp, smooth as a mirror, reflecting the morning light that shines upon it, resembling a beautiful halo.