<div>Chapter 47: Fans Everywhere Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios</div><div><div> “Holy shit!” Lonemoon’s heart skipped a beat. Believe in him my ass! Lonemoon must have been crazy to listen to Shen Ying. Neither the master nor the disciple was reliable. “Hey, hey, hey. Yi Qing, are you still alive?” No matter how powerful he is, he couldn’t have beaten Qing Yi. “You’re a true Sword Cultivator. One capable lad you are,” Qing Yi said as he held his chest. He slowly got to his feet, looking at the blood-covered Yi Qing with caution. “If you were just a little bit stronger, Soul Formation- No, just late-stage Nascent Soul, I could have really died at your hands.” Yi Qing’s sword had actually overcome the Red Lotus Karmic Fire. If his cultivation level wasn’t this low and he had more Spiritual Power, he would have been able to maintain the Great Sword for longer than half a minute. Then, Qing Yi would really have died at his hands. “Master…” Yi Qing’s body twitched as he turned to face Shen Ying. His eyes were filled with guilt as he apologized, “I’m sorry. Your disciple has failed to take after you… I didn’t… win against him.” “Oh, don’t worry.” Shen Ying scanned him, subconsciously placing her hand on his head. After pausing for a moment, she continued, “Don’t worry. The assignment isn’t completed, but I won’t deduct your marks.” “But even my sword is…” He lifted up the broken sword in his hand. It was utterly humiliating for a Sword Cultivator to have his sword broken. “It’s nothing, actually…” Shen Ying tilted her head and stopped talking. Qing Yi suddenly took a couple of steps toward them. Looking directly at Yi Qing, he said, “I really cannot allow you to grow stronger, otherwise you’ll definitely become trouble.” As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he summoned a great Inferno Dragon. The dragon charged toward the Yi Qing, Shen Ying and Lonemoon. “Today, the three of you will die here.” The Inferno Dragon scorched the earth in its path, focused on swallowing the three people before it. Shen Ying raised her eyebrows. With the hand that was previously on Yi Qing’s head, she picked up the broken sword in Yi Qing’s hand. She thrust the broken sword toward the dragon and shouted, “Shut up!” Immediately, the earth rumbled beneath them. Qing Yi saw a ray of blinding light that seemed to span from the earth and all the way to heaven. The ray of light brushed past his sword and suddenly, the Inferno Dragon disappeared and the earth beneath his feet began to fall inward. Turning around, he saw… the entire Immortal Pavilion mystic realm had split into two!!! (⊙_⊙) What… is this? Loud cracking noises began to sound from all directions. Large cracks began to form in the ground, the Immortal Pavilion, and even in the sky. The ground all around them began to part as the entire mystic realm started to fall apart. “Don’t interrupt when people are speaking!” Shen Ying exclaimed, emphasising each word. Qing Yi: “…” What… just happened? “Holy shit.” Lonemoon jumped. “Shen Ying, can you chill out? Why did you have to destroy this mystic realm?” This is terrible. It was such a rare ancient mystic realm. Now, we might not even be able to remain here. “You’re blaming me?” Shen Ying rolled her eyes. This place is clearly too fragile. “Shit!” “Mas… ter?” Yi Qing stared at the sword in her hand. The sword had been broken. It couldn’t be used as a weapon and yet… “How…” How did Master manage to do something so incredible with a broken sword? “Hm?” Shen Ying followed Yi Qing’s line of sight and stared at the broken sword in her hand. What’s he talking about? “Master, how are you still able to use this sword?” His eyes reflected a hunger for knowledge. He had thought the sword was useless. Nobody would have been able to use it to do anything. “Your disciple wants to know where he is lacking.” Shen Ying froze. Is he seeking guidance because he didn’t complete his assignment? “Er…” Shen Ying coughed. She looked around for a bit before putting on a serious expression, and then replied, “Well… Swordsmanship is all about being one with the sword. You may not have a sword in your hands, but it doesn’t matter as long as you have one in your heart. The sword is nothing but a medium. Even a flower or a branch could be your sword.” “Pfft, what a copycat!” Lonemoon rolled his eyes. He recognised those lines from a novel right away and called her out. Have some sense of shame. “Don’t listen to her, she’s…” “No sword in my hand, but a sword in my heart…” “You can’t be serious. You really believe that?” Does he have a brain? “Be one with your sword…” Sword Qi began to surge around Yi Qing’s body as Spirit Qi began to flow right into him. In seconds, his Qi was restored and the wounds on his body began to heal in front of their eyes. Even his cultivation level began to increase rapidly. “Holy shit, how can this be!” F*cker, do you have to gain an epiphany even from a bunch of nonsense? You may have a screw loose, but you don’t have to be this professional, right? Do you think epiphanies are like a bunch of fans surrounding you? Σ(°△°|||) “Master, I understand now!” Yi Qing suppressed his epiphany as his cultivation level increased rapidly. He turned around to bow to Shen Ying and immediately flew toward Qing Yi who had been standing opposite from them. Yi Qing was not holding any weapon in his hand, yet tens of thousands of spirit swords appeared around him. His Sword Intent was hundreds of times stronger than before; Qing Yi’s Red Lotus Karmic Fire would not be able to do anything to him anymore. He had suppressed his cultivation level so that he remained at the Nascent Soul stage. Qing Yi was still a Traveling Immortal yet despite that, the two seemed to have swapped positions. Yi Qing now clearly had the upper hand against Qing Yi. Lonemoon: “…” He felt as if he no longer understood the way this stupid world worked. Fine. If they wanted to make a mess of things, he would wash his hands of them! ○| ̄|_ Shen Ying yawned. “I’m so sleepy! Father Niu, you keep an eye on him. I’m going to take a nap,” Shen Ying suddenly said as she stretched. “…” Sleep my ass! What else do you do besides eating and sleeping? Do you really take that fellow as your disciple? Wait a moment! “Did you agree to let Yi Qing fight Qing Yi alone because you were too lazy to move?” “…” A while later… “The weather is so good today. What should we have for lunch?” To hell with your hesitation! I was right, you’re just f*cking lazy! (╯‵□′)╯(┻━┻ ———— Yi Qing was out to kill this time—he took less than a minute to finish off Qing Yi. But afterwards he could suppress his cultivation level no longer as the Spirit Qi in this Immortal Pavilion was far too thick. Yi Qing’s epiphany lasted only two hours, yet in this short timeframe he had advanced to the Soul Formation stage. He had caught up with Lonemoon just like that. Lonemoon could only curse at this. (#‵′)凸 He hadn’t known he had brought along two cheats. It was enough that the master was a cheat. Who knew that the disciple would be such a cheat as well? It had only been a while yet he had grown from being a Golden Core stage cultivator to a Soul Formation stage cultivator. This was ridiculous. Ever since Lonemoon met this master and disciple, his neat and clean idea of the immortal future was becoming increasingly messed up. Lonemoon felt as if he had only come this far because heaven was on his side. “Master,” Yi Qing called out after having recovered from his epiphany. Shen Ying had already woken up from her nap. “Thank you for your guidance. It helped your disciple make a little progress.” “Heh heh…” Lonemoon wanted to slap the two of them. Calling this a little progress? It was more like a major milestone. “Yeah.” Shen Ying nodded solemnly. “Can we eat now?” “Yes Master, no problem Master!” Lonemoon: “…” Damn this pair of retards!</div></div>

Chapter 47 - Fans Everywhere

Chapter 47: Fans Everywhere Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios “Holy shit!” Lonemoon’s heart skipped a beat. Believe in him my ass! Lonemoon must have been crazy to listen to Shen Ying. Neither the master nor the disciple was reliable. “Hey, hey, hey. Yi Qing, are you still alive?” No matter how powerful he is, he couldn’t have beaten Qing Yi. “You’re a true Sword Cultivator. One capable lad you are,” Qing Yi said as he held his chest. He slowly got to his feet, looking at the...

My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Chapter 47 - Fans Everywhere

My Master Disconnected Yet Again - Chapter 47 - Fans Everywhere