Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin “Bao’er, w-when I saw you leave the sect a few days ago, you were only in the 6th layer of Foundation Establishment. How did you reach Golden Core so fast?” Ling Qingshan gasped, his worldview shaken. Ling Hai was even more overwhelmed. [Getting so many layers in a few days is unheard of!] He knew it was true, though, as he sensed Ling Bao’er’s strong cultivation. [That can’t be faked!] Ling Bao’er was smug watching their confused expressions. “I told you Master is amazing, but you just wouldn’t believe me.” Touba Ye said, “Young Master is absolute. He is the strongest, and has helped Young Miss increase her cultivation with little effort. I have also received Young Master’s blessing and reached the 4th layer of Nascent Soul.’ Touba Ye was a Demon King, making his words more believable and shocking to the two. They just couldn’t react, stuck with the same funny look on their faces. Chen Changan said, “As you can see, Bao’er has been well by my side. I’m happy to let her go with you if that is her wish, but she wants to stay with me. I ask that you do not insist.” Ling Bao’er giggled, with Master’s support, she would never go back. “Dad, grandpa, I want to stay with Master.” Ling Hai and Ling Qingshan shared a glance. Qiu Qiantu wasn’t telling lies after all. They were the ones misunderstanding Chen Changan. Ling Qingshan sighed, “Friend, for the safety of my daughter, she has to come with us.” Chen Changan frowned, “Why do you say that?” “Ghost Skull Sect Leader came to Nine Swords Sect searching for the Immortal Treasure. I’m guessing it must be with you.” Ling Hai said. “Grandpa, you mean the Sacred Immortal Sword?” Ling Bao’er took out her sword. The Sacred Immortal Sword shone with Immortal might, making the two gasp. “That’s what Qiu Qiantu wants!” Ling Bao’er nodded, “Yes, Master gave it to me. I even used it to fight a Nascent Soul from Evil Dragon Den.” Chen Changan rolled his eyes, wanting to ruin her blustering. [Sure, you fought a Nascent Soul, but you had to throw it away to flee for your life.] “Evil Dragon Den’s Nascent Soul!” Ling Hai and Ling Qingshan frowned. The Immortal Treasure was so important that it even drew the attention of a Nascent Soul from Evil Dragon Den. “Dad, what danger are you talking about?” Ling Bao’er asked. Ling Qingshan glanced at Chen Changan. His attitude did a one-eighty. [Any expert would want to have the Immortal Treasure, yet he doesn’t? He really cares for Bao’er.] He thus began explaining his reason for being here. “Qiu Qiantu came to Nine Swords Sect because we have the Immortal Treasure. He even threatened that Nine Swords Sect will be destroyed three days later if we don’t hand it over.” Ling Hai was grave, “This is serious. Qiu Qiantu came together with his three Grand Elders. On Ghost Province, our two sects are equal in power, meaning that Ghost Skull Sect could never destroy us. But he sounded utterly convinced when he said it. I had others look into Ghost Skull Sect and found that their Immortal is going to return to the Lower Realm, just for the Immortal Treasure. This is why we rushed to Myriad Mountains, because Qiu Qiantu knew that the Immortal Treasure is here. It’s just, I never imagined it would be with you.” Ling Hai and Ling Qingshan sighed. It was great Ling Bao’er had the Immortal Treasure, but now an Immortal came from above to take it. They had to give it up, lest they wanted their sect in ruins. The Immortal Treasure was a sensitive issue, with no one wanting to have anything to do with it. “An Immortal is descending?” Chen Changan was startled, now finding it reasonable why they wanted to take Ling Bao’er back. Touba Ye was grave. “Young Master, what are we going to do now?” An Immortal was beyond anyone’s league in this place, bar none. Touba Ye’s heart seized just from hearing an Immortal was coming. “Scared? Did you forget about me?” Chen Changan sneered seeing how a great Nascent Soul shivered at the mere mention of an immortal. “Young Master, he’s an Immortal.” Touba Ye justified. Chen Changan said, “Who cares? I’m the boss here.” His casual words sounded dominating in their ears. Chen Changan left them speechless. He didn’t fear Immortals, but they did. It wasn’t just because Immortals were worlds above them, but because they had the power outside the Nine Province Continent’s top experts. An Immortal could flatten a Nascent Soul in one blow. Of course, they’d be scared. If the Nine Swords Sect drew the attention of an Immortal, they would suffer until their entire sect burned to the ground. They admitted Chen Changan was strong, but never up to an Immortal’s level, so they wrote off Chen Changan’s words as showing off. “Friend, Immortals are inscrutable. I believe it’s best to return the sword to Qiu Qiantu.” Ling Hai advised. Ling Qingshan agreed. Ling Bao’er saw all of them so tense and afraid of the Immortal, but not even that could sway the grand and all-powerful image she had of her Master. Even so, worry wormed its way into her heart. “Master, maybe we should listen.” Chen Changan rubbed her head. “Bao’er, the sword is yours and I won’t let anyone take it from you. I’ll kill whoever comes for it.” Chen Changan was calm, speaking with confidence and killing intent. Ling Bao’er’s worries washed away, putting on a cute smile. “Right, I believe you, Master.” Chen Changan turned to the old guys. “You may go, for Bao’er wishes to stay with me.” “Go tell Qiu Qiantu and that Upper Realm Immortal, that the Sacred Immortal Sword is on Soaring Immortal Mountain. Let him come and take it.” Ling Hai sighed, “Friend, you don’t understand an Immortal’s might. You shouldn’t antagonize him.” Ling Qingshan was grave, “Senior, I thank you for looking after Bao’er, but she must come with us.” Chen Changan huffed, “You’re only breathing because of your ties with Bao’er.” [I’ve been too soft.] He no longer bothered wasting time explaining to Ling Hai and Ling Qingshan. A dreadful power exploded out of nowhere, scaring the living hell out of the two. They couldn’t even breathe under the immense and heavy pressure.