Book 7: Chapter 25: It’s Equal To Building A Foundation!

“Huh, Bai Qiuran, don’t play dumb!”

Xue Ling put away his Book of Life and Death, and said coldly:

“You have been fighting with me for more than two thousand years. Do you think I don’t know what kind of person you are? I bet you absolutely know what happened!”

Bai Qiuran looked at the sky and whistled, but did not answer Xue Ling’s question.

“Okay, maybe this is our own problem.”

Xue Ling snorted coldly and then drew out another piece of white paper, which recorded many additions and subtraction formulas.

“But don’t think that our Underworld will mind your business. Based on the time before the problem of Book of Life and Death happened, your current life span has also come to an end!”

Bai Qiuran took a closer look, and according to the above record, it was true that his life span had been minus two years.

Su Xiangxue once let him eat a Longevity Pill before, but he has stayed in the past for a few years. It was normal that the lifespan provided by that pill has been exhausted.

However, Bai Qiuran wanted to hurry back to Qingming Sword Sect now and didn’t want to chat with Xue Ling in this wild land, so he said:

“Looking at our friendship for so many years…”

“Don’t think about it.”

As soon as Bai Qiuran spoke, Xue Ling knew what he was going to say, so he interrupted directly.

“Ok.”

Bai Qiuran thought for a while, and said seriously:

“Actually, maybe you haven’t known it yet, but I have already made a breakthrough this time when I traveled out. Now I am a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage. You have to give me another two hundred years on my lifespan.”

Breaking through the Foundation Establishment stage was a transformation of the form of life for cultivators, and it is not uncommon to have a lifespan extend two to three hundred years.

“What kind of calculation is that? Do you think our Underworld is a bank, where you can recharge and enjoy your time?”

“Is not it?”

Seeing Bai Qiuran’s take for granted, Xue Ling was silent for a while and said:

“Well, even if entering the Foundation Establishment stage can add lifespan, have you really built the foundation?”

He looked at Bai Qiuran suspiciously.

“Building a foundation? You?”

“What? What do you mean?!”

Bai Qiuran glamorously said:

“Do you really think my aptitude is so dull?”

“Haha.”

Xue Ling responded indifferently:

“That’s the truth.”

“Hmph, look how snobbish you are.”

Bai Qiuran rolled up his sleeves and said:

“Today, Uncle Bai is going to slap your dead face by hard facts. Pay attention, the True Qi is coming!”

He shouted, spread his palms, and suddenly the True Qi flowed out and gathered on his palms.

“What?”

Xue Ling looked at Bai Qiuran’s palm in surprise.

“Is it really True Qi?”

“Can there be fakes?”

Bai Qiuran casually slapped his palm to the side, the True Qi was condensed into palm prints and whizzed out, and a large mountain next to it was turned into dust. A barren beast group running at the foot of the mountain suffered an innocent disaster and was buried under the collapsed mountain.

What Bai Qiuran was using at this time was indeed True Qi, and it was terribly pure. Xue Ling hesitated for a moment, took out a mirror from his arms, and said to Bai Qiuran:

“Come on, let me scan your Sea of Qi.”

“Personal privacy cannot be violated!”

Bai Qiuran wanted to refuse, but Xue Ling had already pointed the mirror at his Sea of Qi’s position. From Xue Ling’s perspective, a boiling ocean of energy had just appeared in the mirror. The next moment, Bai Qiuran raised his True Qi to block his scan.

However, Xue Ling had sharp eyes. Just one moment was enough for him to clearly see the situation in Bai Qiuran’s Sea of Qi. He said angrily:

“You called this ‘building a foundation? More than 90% of your Sea of Qi is sill Qi!”

“Isn’t having True Qi enough?”

Bai Qiuran asked confidently:

“If you round it up, it’s equal to building a foundation!”

“Do you still have any shame when saying ‘equal to’?”

Xue Ling vomited:

“The Qi in your Sea of ​​Qi accounts for at least 80%, and rounding up doesn’t count as a foundation for you, right?”

“Then I am the Quasi Foundation stage.”

Bai Qiuran sighed:

“Oh, I don’t take advantage of you. Give me another twenty years.”

Seeing him look like “it’s cheaper for you”, Xue Ling paused and asked:

“What is the Quasi Foundation stage? Why haven’t I heard of it? When is there an additional stage between the Qi Refining stage and the Foundation Establishment stage?”

“For a Soul Taker, you’re quite ignorant.”

Bai Qiuran said with his arms on his hips disdainfully:

“Since there is a Quasi Core stage between the Foundation Establishment stage and the Golden Core stage, of course there is also a Quasi Foundation stage between the Qi Refining stage and the Foundation Establishment stage. Isn’t this common sense?”

“This is your common sense only!”

Xue Ling angrily said:

“No, anyway, you have to give me an explanation today. Either you eat things that prolong life in front of me, or I take you back to the Underworld!”

Seeing Xue Ling had pulled out the guy, Bai Qiuran sighed helplessly.

“Okay, Soul Taker Xue, you asked for it.”

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It took some time to send Xue Ling away, ignoring the nearby ground that seemed to have been ravaged by giant beasts, Bai Qiuran rose up with his sword and continued to fly in the direction of Nine Provinces and Ten Lands.

I have to find some longevity pills.

During the flight, he frowned and thought.

This time, no one came to bother him anymore. Bai Qiuran flew all the way to the town at the foot of Qingming Sword Sect Mountain.

Qingming Sword Sect’s mountain guarding formation was still stable, and the life of the townspeople was still as peaceful as before. It seemed that during the time he left, nothing major happened in the cultivation world.

At the very least, the Righteous Alliance and the Evil Alliance didn’t start the second Cultivation War.

When he came here, Bai Qiuran felt a little bit of nostalgia, mainly because he had not returned for a long time. The steel plate apprentice at home was afraid that he would cry again when he saw him.

Bai Qiuran, therefore, decided to take a long walk in this small town.

The predecessor of Hanging Sword Town was a group of people in Nine Provinces who were tired of disputes. They wandered here about 1,400 years ago and then lived at the foot of the mountain with the permission of the Qingming Sword Sect.

So this town was almost established by him.

But he hasn’t been here for hundreds of years. The first few times he went down the mountain, he passed by in a hurry. He didn’t have time to take a closer look. Now, when he took a closer look, the scale of the town has grown a little bit bigger, and the houses were getting more and more luxurious.

“Brother Xun, the gang of immortals on the mountain have come down to sell books again. I heard that this time there is the “Three Humming Sutra” which you are looking for!”

Walking down the street, a few children ran past him, whispering, and yelling vaguely.

“The immortal on the mountain?”

Bai Qiuran looked at the children who ran across the corner.

Most of these children were talking about the Qingming Sword Sect, and as far as he knows, the only person in the Qingming Sword Sect who liked doing this should be the Sixth Elder Qing Yunzi. The girl liked to impart knowledge and was also in charge of cultural and educational work for the disciples on the mountain.

Bai Qiuran followed in the footsteps of the children and came to the place to see that it was indeed a few disciples wearing the sword sect of Qingming who were selling books on the street.

So he walked up, paid a little money, bought a book, and looked back. This should have come from the book he compiled in the god’s era.

Turning the book in his hand, Bai Qiuran shook his head.

“A lot of errors and omissions.”

“Brother, you can’t say that.”

His words were heard by the Qingming disciples on the side, and one of the male disciples suddenly widened his eyes and said:

“The book sold here has been personally reviewed by our sixth elder. How come there are mistakes and omissions? Come on, tell us where is the mistake and where is the omission?”

Ouch, a fan of Qing Yunzi.

This male disciple had this kind of reaction. Bai Qiuran was not surprised. Qing Yunzi was easy-going and beautiful. For those disciples who just started, she was a very gentle, beautiful, and considerate sister of a beautiful teacher. Therefore, she had many fans in the sect.

However, although this male disciple was very angry, his attitude was still not tough, and it seemed that he was well trained by Qing Yunzi.

Bai Qiuran smiled and was about to give him some answers, but at this moment, Qing Yunzi walked out of a shop by the side of the street.

She saw Bai Qiuran, her smile froze on her face, and Bai Qiuran also saw her.

“Uncle Ancestor!”

After freezing for two seconds, Qing Yunzi suddenly walked over and bowed to Bai Qiuran, shocking the Qingming disciples.

“You are finally back.”

“What’s wrong?”

The second cultivator Bai Qiuran couldn’t figure it out.

“Was Jie Yunzi finally killed by someone?”

“No, no, eldest brother is fine!”

Elder Qingyun said:

“All in all, you go back to the mountain with me and save the children inside.”

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