The Villainous Eldest Senior Brother and His Yandere Junior Sisters
Chapter 50 - 51 One second into Golden Core! Really won’t let me go home, huh! (Please follow!)_1

Chapter 50: 51 One second into Golden Core! Really won’t let me go home, huh! (Please follow!)_1

Tiandang Peak, the lodgings of the inner sect disciples.

"Tsk, tsk, this so-called ’Seven Stars Life-prolonging Formation,’ it’s nothing more than that!"

"Hahahahaha!"

In the room, a deep laugh suddenly sounded. Amplified by powerful True Power, it nearly echoed across half of the mountain.

"Master... Why are you laughing?"

Ye Chen’s eardrums were buzzing from the laughter. He gritted his teeth and asked.

Daoist Yuan Yi squinted, looking at the seven streaks of light gradually disappearing in the sky outside the window, his face brimming with excitement. "Those Seven-colored Divine Phoenixes indeed brought good luck! The old adage is indeed true! Hahahaha!"

"What do you mean by that, Master? Has the wish you just made come true?" Ye Chen quickly asked.

"Hahaha, you’ll know when the time comes. If you firmly stand on your Master’s side, you will surely enjoy unlimited wealth and resources in the future!"

Daoist Yuan Yi said with a mysterious smile, "In any case, you should focus on recovering from your injuries now. Remember to maintain regular correspondence with your ’North Territory Queen’ sister these days to strengthen your relationship. She is your benefactor!"

"Also, I will have the steward from the Pill Workshop send over some healing elixirs for your treatment later."

"Your Eight Extraordinary Meridians were shattered by Chief Xiao. It’s uncertain if this treatment can restore your body to its original state or return your cultivation level to that of a worldly martial arts master. However, normal walking should not be an issue."

As he finished speaking and was about to leave, he was stopped:

"Disciple appreciates Master’s good intentions! As for treatment, there’s no need. Disciple only hopes that Master can agree to one thing!" Ye Chen’s eyes were bright, his face stern as he spoke.

"Hmm?"

Daoist Yuan Yi stared at the young man before him, slightly raising an eyebrow. "What is it, Disciple? Feel free to speak."

"Yes, Master!"

Ye Chen stated word by word, "For the Five Branches Martial Arts Competition happening a month later, Disciple requests Master’s permission to represent Tiandang Peak, dominate the competition, and bring honor to our branch!"

Upon hearing this, Daoist Yuan Yi was stunned for a long while, then let out a bitter laugh. "My Disciple, did you not hear what your Master just told you? You’re seriously injured right now. Forget participating in the Five Branches Martial Arts Competition and fighting against the top senior brothers and sisters of other branches; even getting out of bed will take some time. How could you..."

Before he could finish, the young man decisively interrupted him:

"Master, rest assured! Since I have given my word! Half a month! At most, half a month! Not only will Disciple recover fully, but my strength and cultivation level will also take a great leap, entering an entirely new realm!"

"Disciple will undoubtedly be the best candidate for our branch to send into battle! Please believe me, Master!"

"You..."

Seeing the young man’s resolute gaze and determined expression, Daoist Yuan Yi couldn’t help but wonder silently, This young man was once the legitimate son of Prince Beichuan, who shook the Central State. On his journey, he evaded the Great Zhou Empress’s relentless pursuit and successfully escaped to the Eastern Region. Perhaps he truly has some hidden ace...

He rested his chin on his hand, weighing the options, and tentatively said, "Disciple, it’s not that your Master doesn’t believe you. The issue is, according to sect rules, for this Five Branches Martial Arts Competition, each branch can send at most three inner sect disciples and ten outer sect disciples."

"Currently, our branch’s lead disciple, your Senior Brother Chen Feng, has already requested to participate. The other two spots have also been tentatively filled. Given the current situation... even if I, your Master, believe you and let you compete, I’m afraid your senior brothers will not be convinced."

After speaking, he sighed heavily, carefully observing the black-clad young man’s reaction.

"Master need not trouble himself with that!"

Ye Chen’s eyes flashed like fire. He propped himself up and declared firmly, "Half a month from now, I’ll trouble Master to ask Senior Brother Chen Feng to meet me at Sword Dance Square for a spar, to see who is superior!"

"By then, Master will naturally know..."

"Who! Is the true chosen one of our branch!"

The young man stroked the black ring on his index finger, a hint of unrivaled arrogance and dominance in his eyes.

...

...

At the summit of the Qinglan Sect, Mount Taicang.

Immortal mist swirled, and a sea of clouds churned.

Between the cliffs and precipices, five-colored radiance intertwined. From time to time, groups of auspicious beasts and immortal cranes flew by, presenting a magnificent and spectacular scene of an immortal’s Blessed Abode.

A gaunt, white-robed old man with the air of an immortal sage sat atop an ancient, simple green longsword, floating high in the sky, resembling a Sword Immortal amidst the clouds.

At this moment, he meditated with his eyes closed, motionless. Powerful and vast True-Origin Magical Power, carrying vigorous and pure Sword Qi, surged forth, sweeping across the immense void.

Before the old man, figures with unfathomably deep auras and ethereal immortal energy knelt.

"Please forgive us, True Master!"

"The Heavens did not respond to our prayers!"

"The Seven Stars Life-prolonging Formation... has completely failed!"

The leader, Qinglan Sect’s Sect Leader, True Master Ziyun, said with a mournful expression.

"Enough, enough. The will of the Heavens cannot be defied."

"This calamity was destined for me."

"I only hope... that my Qinglan, which has stood firm for ten thousand years, can safely overcome this tribulation. Sigh~"

As a voice drifted down from the Nine Heavens.

High above, the white-robed old man slowly opened his eyes; his murky, dim eyes were filled with worry.

Then, he spoke again, his voice still as faint as a thread, as if he were about to pass on in the next moment.

"The Five Branches Martial Arts Competition is about to begin..."

"The young elite who wins this competition is the chosen one. When the time comes, have him come to Mount Taicang to see me!"

"I shall impart to him the secrets of our sect’s ultimate treasure, the ’Qinglan Magical Sword’, to resist the threat from the Demon Sect and help our Qinglan Sect eliminate this calamity!"

"This... is also the last thing this old man can do for all of you before my life ends and I transcend..."

"Have you all understood?"

"We understand! Please rest assured, True Master!"

Tears welled in the eyes of the Supreme Elders below as they bowed their heads.

"Furthermore, that Chief Xiao... has she gone out again?" Master Taiwu asked again.

"Rest assured, True Master! It is said that Chief Xiao has recently been active within the sect, often guiding her eldest disciple, Lin Xiao, in his cultivation. It seems... she has no plans to travel!" Sect Leader True Master Ziyun immediately replied.

"Ah, so that exceptionally rare, proud, and stunningly talented junior Sword Cultivator has also begun to temper her sharpness and personally guide her own disciple..."

"Excellent! Truly excellent!"

Hearing this, a look of relief finally appeared on Master Taiwu’s wrinkled, gaunt face, and he slowly continued,

"Listen carefully."

"After I transcend, if that demon in the Coiling Dragon Abyss breaks through the seal, then apart from the Qinglan Magical Sword, Chief Xiao—whom the Heavens bestowed upon our Qinglan Sect—she is our greatest trump card!"

"I, this old man, often lament that if I were a thousand years younger, with my longsword in hand, I might have had the chance to compete with this junior."

"Alas, when you think about it, you are all her Senior Brothers and Uncles in terms of seniority. To be born in the same era as such a peerless talent... I know not whether it is a blessing or a misfortune."

Hearing this, everyone present felt a sense of shame.

Sect Leader True Master Ziyun glared fiercely at the sharp-nosed, monkey-cheeked Chief Chisong beside him. "Junior Brother Chisong! After all this, do you still dare to offend Junior Sister Hongling?"

"Aiya, Senior Brother Sect Leader, what are you saying! At the public trial yesterday, Junior Sister Hongling’s most beloved eldest disciple suffered a grave injustice. I was even planning to send disciples from my Red Cloud Peak with some nourishing spirit ginseng to help soothe his nerves!" Under the oppressive gazes of the Supreme Elders, Daoist Chisong hastily said.

...

...

Divine Phoenix Peak, high-ranking disciple’s quarters.

What the heck.

First, Junior Sister Yurong tried to dissuade me from participating in the Five Branches Martial Arts Competition, which was one thing. Now even Yingying, that little girl, has come to discourage me!

They should know that in the past few competitions, I, the Eldest Senior Brother, always chickened out and refused to participate. Why are they so sure I’ll join this time?

Lin Xiao, having returned from the Sacred Beast Garden using Sword Control, was completely puzzled.

As soon as he landed, he felt a swelling sensation a few inches below his navel, accompanied by a faint burning pain.

Furthermore, as warm currents surged through his lower abdomen, the burning sensation intensified, as if something was about to erupt from within.

Damn it...

It couldn’t be from when I was lying on Yingying earlier, the friction...

Lin Xiao gritted his teeth, then held his breath and focused his mind, looking inward—

He saw that in his Dantian, upon his boundless Dao foundation, a profoundly mysterious Golden Dao Lotus had appeared. The Dao Lotus was perfectly round like a sphere, exuding an indescribable sanctity.

What was strange was that as the True Yuan vortex in his Sea of Qi circulated past the Dao Lotus, it would suddenly become several times stronger and purer!

During the short time he observed this, after just one minor circulation cycle, the quality and strength of his True Yuan had already soared by tens, even hundreds of times!

Oh no, don’t tell me I’ve already...

A terrifying thought surfaced in Lin Xiao’s mind.

The next moment—

DING!

"Due to the enhancement of ten refined Gathering Qi Powders, you have automatically entered ’High-Speed, Zero-Consumption Cultivation Mode’! (This state will last for one month and cannot be deactivated during this period.)"

"Host, during your one hundred and thirty li of Sword Control, your True Yuan automatically circulated for three hundred sixty-five major cycles and one thousand eight hundred fifty-six minor cycles! Your ’Qinglan Dao Manual: Inside Scene’ has advanced to the tenth level!"

DING!

"Your cultivation level has broken through! Innate Great Perfection → Initial Stage Golden Core!"

...

The system’s extremely infuriating notification sound echoed in his ears.

At this moment, Lin Xiao couldn’t hold it in any longer!

Damn it, the effect of these ten Gathering Qi Powders is just as that lousy system said—I’m cultivating at high speed even when eating, drinking, and sleeping!

What... is this supposed to be?

The protagonist, Ye Chen, is leveling up step by step under the guidance of some old grandpa, and he’s only just reached Foundation Establishment. But me, a mere lackey villain, you’re just going to force cheats on me like this?

When the time comes to get on the tournament stage, I’ll be a damn Golden Core cultivator! With such an overwhelming advantage, how the hell am I supposed to lose?

Are you really dead set on not letting this lord return?!

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