My Senior Brother Is Actually Too Steady

Ning Zhongzi's sacrifice to block the sword was in vain.

Before the full-force strike of a Half-Step Immortal Sect expert, the power of a five-star Immortal Master was no more than dust.

Yet, gazing at the profile of Liu Xuanye, who stood as vibrant as snow, she seemed to see that dying baby girl she had picked up from the snow three thousand years ago. She watched her grow step by step through agony that no ordinary person could endure, transitioning from her physician, to her mother, to her master, and now, to her senior sister...

Three thousand years had passed in the blink of an eye!

She could not save her, but in that moment of life-or-death crisis, she had still foolishly rushed forward.

Leaping into the fray, Ning Zhongzi, who should have been run through the heart, instead swept past like a gust of wind.

Standing still, she checked her chest; no sword had pierced her.

She knew her actions were meaningless.

But she never imagined they would be meaningless to such an extent!

Where was the Lotus Pattern Sword?

Had she not blocked it for nothing?

Turning around, she looked.

The sword had stopped.

In a trance, the entire Sword Terrace seemed to freeze.

The Lotus Pattern Sword hovered before Liu Xuanye's chest, vibrating with a resonant, low-pitched hum like the sound of wind through pines.

Liu Xuanye frowned slightly.

The surging power within the Immortal Platform that should have been triggered felt as if it had been pressed down by a hand that was both chillingly cold and infinitely gentle.

Her picturesque eyes slowly opened, and she turned her face slightly, her peripheral vision cutting like sword light as she followed the sound to look at Lu Ya.

Even a max-level powerhouse like Lu Ya could not discern her emotions.

All that could be seen was a trace of destiny, standing high above the firmament and the stars.

At the same time.

The seven members of the Black Lotus, scattered across the Sword Terrace and healing on the ground, had no idea what had happened.

They all looked up in confusion, staring at the night sky, enduring their sharp pain, and shouting in bewilderment:

"Senior Brother, why have you stopped?"

"This woman has been confirmed as a witch; everyone has the right to execute her. Senior Brother, you must not show mercy."

"We cannot delay any longer; the Immortal Court enforcers nearby will arrive soon!"

"..."

In the night sky in front of Bamboo Spring Mountain.

Hidden within a thick layer of clouds, the Half-Step Immortal Sect expert Yunzhongzi was already drenched in cold sweat.

I understand the logic you all speak of, but the problem is...

I'm not the one who stopped!

The Lotus Pattern Sword was Yunzhongzi's life-bound sword, a practical weapon gifted to him by the former White Lotus Sect leader, Yun Zhonghe.

Immortals control objects with spiritual power, and their control over life-bound artifacts is far stronger than over ordinary ones.

Even when encountering an immortal one rank higher, it is difficult to lose control of one's life-bound sword.

Once the Lotus Pattern Sword was unleashed, the goal was to instantly kill Liu Xuanye, secure victory in a single strike, prevent any accidents, ensure absolute success, and take down the Bamboo Spring Sect in the shortest time possible.

However, what Yunzhongzi never expected was—

His life-bound sword had actually been controlled by someone else!

Who was it?

There were no immortals above the Immortal Sect level among the enemies, not even an Immortal Sect expert. Ning Zhongzi was a five-star Immortal Master, and Liu Xuanye was a nine-star Immortal Master; together, they weren't enough to fight him.

Who on earth was it?

Liu Xuanye's aura had no fluctuations of dark power.

Ning Zhongzi hadn't taken any blood-bursting black medicine.

The two Tiger Immortal had long since fainted.

One commoner was eating a pancake, complimenting the Lotus Pattern Sword for being pretty.

Wait!

Why is this guy still standing?

Both Tiger Immortal at the Immortal Lord realm have collapsed; why is a mere Immortal Commoner still standing?

Could it be...

At this moment.

Lu Ya finished his fill, set down his teacup, and brushed the crumbs from his clothes before strolling leisurely from the bamboo grove to the Sword Terrace.

He watched Ning Zhongzi, who had failed to save anyone and instead looked as though she had been swept aside by a gust of wind in front of Liu Xuanye.

Suppressing a laugh, he patted her shoulder and pointed toward the Lotus Pattern Sword suspended in mid-air:

"You two are going to be skewered like roasted wings."

His voice carried a listless tone, as if he hadn't quite eaten his fill.

Skewered like roasted wings?

A bizarre image flashed before Ning Zhongzi's eyes; her stern face flushed red for a long moment before she retorted coldly:

"Is eating all you can think about at a time like this?"

Deep down, she suspected Lu Ya might be responsible, but she simply couldn't bring herself to believe it.

Liu Xuanye, however, was certain, even though she could not sense any spiritual pressure from Lu Ya.

She believed in fate.

She closed her picturesque eyes once more, channeling her energy to recover her Immortal Platform, and said nothing further.

She always did the right thing at the most appropriate time, never swayed by emotions or external factors.

What a woman—average in cultivation, yet possessing such grand presence!

Lu Ya thought to himself.

He felt a faint intuition that one day, this woman would bring him a surprise beyond his wildest imagination.

Yunzhong.

Yunzhongzi felt slighted.

Although he was accustomed to and even enjoyed being overlooked, this time, it was truly excessive!

His strongest sword strike had been frozen, and he couldn't even sense the enemy's spiritual pressure. All he saw was an idle mortal ignoring his Immortal Sect-level Lotus Pattern Sword just to flirt with a fairy.

His gaze locked onto Lu Ya.

Though he still couldn't see anything, he was now certain—

The one who had seized his sword was this very boy!

Lu Ya continued to ignore him, strolling casually up to the suspended Lotus Pattern Sword. He examined it closely, sensing the sharpness of the blade, its durability, and the runic patterns, before speaking slowly:

"Your sword is quite pretty, but in the next second..."

Wait, no. As a max-level big shot, why would I covet your piece-of-junk sword?

"Ahem, what I meant to say is that your swordsmanship has plenty of room for improvement. If you manage to leave here alive tonight, you might want to refine your technique from the perspective of sword spirit resonance."

While offering this critique, Lu Ya had already hung the Lotus Pattern Sword at his waist.

Yunzhongzi stared in dumbfounded silence.

Sword spirit resonance?

Is that how you snatched my Lotus Pattern Sword?

Playing the pig to eat the tiger, and you're doing it to me?

Yunzhongzi hated hypocrites who played the pig more than anything in his life. Murderous intent flared in his eyes as he let out a thunderous roar—

"Immortal Release!"

Vast spiritual pressure instantly enveloped Little Bamboo Spring Mountain, causing the stream to stop flowing, the bamboo leaves to cease their swaying, and the insects and butterflies to freeze in place. Yet, a gale howled and whipped about, as if it intended to tear everyone to shreds.

At the same time.

Ten thousand rays of golden light shot forth from the clouds.

A dark shadow expanded within the clouds, instantly transforming into a dazzling golden giant standing tall in the firmament.

Lu Ya was no stranger to this.

This was the [Immortal Release] mode exclusive to the Immortal Sect level, roughly akin to the Susanoo or Sage Mode from Naruto—essentially burning one's Immortal Platform to unleash an ultimate, berserk state.

The golden light atop the clouds intensified, illuminating the entire night sky and Floating Mountain, as blinding as the midday sun.

"Want to go all out?"

Lu Ya lifted his eyes slightly.

The next second—

A flash of golden light streaked away in an instant, vanishing into the darkness of the night.

Only a few scattered stars remained, casting their light upon the Sword Terrace...

Dead silence.

Followed by more dead silence.

Lu Ya:

"..."

Liu Xuanye:

"..."

Ning Zhongzi:

"..."

The seven members of the Black Lotus Sect spat out a mouthful of blood!

"Senior Brother, you—"

Lu Ya had been playing games for five years.

What kind of situation had he not seen?

Using an ultimate move to escape?

He had truly never seen this kind of situation!

In the blink of an eye, Yunzhongzi had already flown a hundred miles away, and without the slightest bit of relaxation, he risked severe injury to maintain his Immortal Liberation Golden Body mode, sprinting away at maximum speed.

He understood that anyone who could easily snatch his Lotus Pattern Sword was at least one major realm higher than him.

He didn't want the sword.

He didn't want the ship.

He didn't even want his teammates.

He didn't think about anything.

He didn't do anything.

He only wanted his life!

The Sword Terrace was deathly silent.

Lu Ya had truly never seen someone so cowardly to this extent.

The will to survive was too strong!

In his impression, because the Immortal Realm had an official organization like the Immortal Court, it was much more harmonious than the dark cultivation worlds in novels and not nearly as sinister; the immortal commoners down the mountain even made fun of immortals all the time...

What exactly had this guy experienced?

Why did he have to pretend to be aggressive before running away?

Lu Ya was truly eye-opened and couldn't help but sigh to the seven members of the Black Lotus Sect:

"Your Senior Brother is certainly very prudent."

"Senior Brother has gone to fetch reinforcements!"

The seven of them remained calm on the surface, but they were crying on the inside, cursing Yunzhongzi's ancestors down to the eighteenth generation.

At this moment, they were trembling, panicked to the extreme, and dared not look at Lu Ya again.

It was also their first time seeing their Senior Brother use an ultimate move to escape.

This meant that their Senior Brother was afraid of the mortal before them!

Was this guy a hidden big shot?

They had seen too many experts hiding their strength, but once those experts made a move, that vast spiritual pressure and that biting temperament were like fireflies in the dark night, impossible to hide.

Why did this person snatch the Lotus Pattern Sword without a shred of spiritual pressure?

Just as the seven were puzzled, Ning Zhongzi suddenly walked over, flicked her sleeves, and tossed out seven black pills, stuffing them into their mouths.

The black pills melted upon contact, the medicinal power quickly spreading to their dantian, and soon sealed their Immortal Platform.

"Senior, please listen to us—"

The seven hurriedly tried to appease Lu Ya.

"Tonight was a complete misunderstanding. We are different from those rogue immortals; we were once disciples of the White Lotus Sect and were only expelled due to some trivial matters."

"We wanted to represent the White Lotus Sect to eliminate demons for the Immortal Realm, hoping to use this merit to return to the sect, which is why we kept watching this place. Now we understand; Sect Master Liu is not a demoness, it was all a misunderstanding."

"If Senior likes collecting immortal swords, we have many more in our spatial rings; please, take them all."

"Right, there is also the ship. This Black Lotus Ship is extremely fast, and no matter how you steer it, it won't capsize."

Lu Ya laughed:

"Didn't it just capsize?"

The seven were on the verge of tears, when one of them suddenly said:

"All the treasures Black Lotus has plundered over the years are with Senior Brother; they are much more valuable than the Lotus Pattern Sword."

The other six hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Lu Ya narrowed his eyes, discovering that Yunzhongzi had actually already run three hundred miles away...

To think a Half-Step Immortal Sect disciple could run this fast?

Lu Ya confirmed it again and again:

"Are you certain he has a treasure more valuable than the Lotus Pattern Sword?"

After being swindled by Yunzhongzi, the seven of them no longer cared about any sense of camaraderie.

"One hundred percent certain!"

Lu Ya nodded, then raised his right foot to the height of his head and lazily called out:

"Bird... no, that's not it."

"Come here—"