The Eight Empresses Betrayed Me, Only to Deeply Regret It After Being Reborn

Chapter 20:

Bai Qiulan spoke decisively.

“First, I absolutely do not allow Lu Ye to leave Bai Lan Peak. This violates the sect rules and proper etiquette!”

Such was Bai Qiulan’s adherence to principles. It was hard to imagine how she endured being with Lu Ye in their past life, often reduced to tears. For her, it was a tormenting paradox—both unbearable and yet…

“Second, the three uncles think I, as an art cultivator rather than a sword cultivator, cannot guide Lu Ye. But you three have underestimated me.”

“I can teach arts!”

“And I can teach swordsmanship just as well!”

“If the three uncles doubt me, let the Sect Master permit me to duel you three with the sword!”

“If I win, Lu Ye remains under Bai Lan Peak.”

“If I lose…”

Bai Qiulan’s expression remained icy, her white dress fluttering gently in the wind.

“I will not lose.”

Liu Changfeng…

The three Dao Integration elders…

The other peak masters…

Her confidence was overwhelming.

“Alright! We won’t bully you. If you say you’re capable with the sword, I’ll seal my cultivation to match your Void Refinement realm and face you with the sword!” said the Battle Sword Elder sternly.

Bai Qiulan’s gaze met the three elders.

“There’s no need for you to suppress your cultivation!”

Eyes widened across the hall in sheer disbelief.

No need to suppress their cultivation? These three elders were all Dao Integration realm sword experts. Was she insane?

“Junior Sister, I know you possess the Lunar Divine Constitution, but these three uncles are among the strongest of the sect. Why take such a risk?” Liu Changfeng hastily tried to dissuade her.

The three elders, their expressions alternating between green and red, were visibly affronted.

“Does she think we’re bullying her just because we’re stronger?”

“Senior Brother, there’s no need to persuade me further. If they want Lu Ye, let them come and face me in the skies!”

With that, Bai Qiulan’s figure vanished, reappearing high in the sky.

“Alright then! If my actions will brand me as bullying the weak, so be it!” The Lone Sword Elder no longer cared about appearances and disappeared as well.

The others hurriedly followed.

Liu Changfeng felt on the verge of losing his mind.

“Uncle Lone Sword! Please do not harm Junior Sister Bai!”

No one believed Bai Qiulan had a chance. It was incomprehensible.

How could a Void Refinement cultivator possibly contend with a Dao Integration cultivator?

Moreover, Bai Qiulan was known for her proficiency in arts, not swordsmanship. And yet here she was, challenging a sword expert with swords.

This defied all logic.

“Junior, you may use any weapon or technique. If you can injure me, I will give up this fight for Lu Ye’s tutelage,” said the Lone Sword Elder.

Bai Qiulan’s expression remained calm. She raised a finger toward the sky.

Suddenly, the heavens shifted.

A chilling and domineering sword intent spread, accompanied by swirling clouds and mist.

High above, a colossal white lunar sword materialized, forged from the clouds and imbued with storm, lightning, and the Dao of the Lunar Divine Constitution.

The sword was thousands of meters long, cutting an imposing figure against the heavens and earth.

Under its overwhelming presence, all felt like mere ants.

Across the sect, disciples and elders alike raised their heads, gazing in awe at the magnificent sword.

“The Lunar Divine Sword! Master has made her move!” Yue Hongling and Chu Ling ceased their battle to marvel at the scene.

This was an extraordinary sword technique, specifically designed for the Lunar Divine Constitution.

And it was a technique created by none other than Lu Ye himself.

For a Void Refinement cultivator, summoning even a nascent form of the Lunar Divine Sword was incredibly taxing. Yet Bai Qiulan had summoned it in full.

As the massive sword materialized, the faces of the three Dao Integration elders changed dramatically.

“How is this possible?” Liu Changfeng exclaimed in shock.

When had Bai Qiulan mastered swordsmanship to this extent?

“Uncle, be careful!”

Bai Qiulan’s pale face betrayed her exertion as she directed the sword toward the Lone Sword Elder.

A deafening roar tore through the air as the giant blade ripped through the clouds with the force of a leviathan, barreling toward the elder.

Yes, it was hurtling toward him.

The sword itself was a mountain of destructive power.

The Lone Sword Elder roared, summoning a sea of sword qi around him. The countless threads of energy coalesced into a grand sword light—his signature Lone Sword technique.

The two titanic forces clashed.

The Lunar Divine Sword crushed through the Lone Sword, scattering sparks, flames, and lightning. Though battered and broken, the Lunar Divine Sword pressed forward, slamming into the Lone Sword Elder.

Boom!

The elder coughed blood, retreating in defeat.

The Lunar Divine Sword dissolved into mist.

“Uncle, you’ve lost,” Bai Qiulan said coldly.

Silence.

Utter silence.

Everyone was stunned. Bai Qiulan had defeated the Lone Sword Elder.

A Void Refinement cultivator had bested a Dao Integration elder.

And she had done it with swordsmanship.

“Next uncle, please,” Bai Qiulan said calmly.

The Hidden Sword and Battle Sword Elders exchanged uneasy glances, shock evident in their eyes.

After a moment of hesitation, the Battle Sword Elder sighed.

“Enough. The swordsmanship you’ve demonstrated proves you’re capable of teaching Lu Ye. We only wanted to ensure his talent wasn’t wasted. Since you can guide him, we won’t interfere further.”

“Indeed, I feel the same,” said the Hidden Sword Elder.

“Thank you, uncles,” Bai Qiulan replied.

And thus, the matter of Lu Ye’s tutelage came to an end.

Bai Qiulan’s stunning display left everyone in awe, especially the peak masters of her generation.

They had believed her to be an ordinary Void Refinement cultivator, only to find her capable of defeating Dao Integration elders.

“Junior Sister Bai, this sword technique doesn’t seem to belong to the Azure Path Sect, does it?” Liu Changfeng asked curiously.

“It’s not. I acquired it by chance,” Bai Qiulan replied.

“You seem to have an exceptional talent for swordsmanship. I’ve collected many sword techniques over the years. Would you like to visit my private library?” Liu Changfeng offered.

Bai Qiulan gave him a flat look.

“Sect Master, there’s no need. I’m not fond of swords.”

“I also have many grand techniques…”

“I’m not fond of techniques either.”

Liu Changfeng “…”

Her rejection couldn’t be more obvious. A cultivator specializing in techniques claimed not to like techniques—it was a clear dismissal.

“Very well. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, Junior Sister. You seem more approachable than before. Perhaps your cultivation has improved?”

Bai Qiulan listened impassively and then bowed: “Since the matter is resolved, I’ll take my leave.”

Liu Changfeng “…”