Master Teacher Advancement

Master Teacher Advancement

Across the vast universe, a brilliant white rainbow like the Milky Way pierced through the starry sky, shooting like a comet toward a dark, icy world.

Hidden Dragon Continent, Chu Dynasty, Eastmist Mountain!

A heaven-reaching radiance suddenly flashed, and a figure abruptly appeared at the entrance to a small village at the foot of Eastmist Mountain.

From the moment he was teleported, Chen Qiye felt his vision go dark, instantly falling into a dazed state as if drunk.

By the time he regained consciousness, he had already arrived in the world of Stellar Transformations.

"What a strange feeling!"

Chen Qiye steadied his breathing and found the air in this world exceptionally fresh. It felt as though he were standing in a primeval forest, every breath filled with dense spiritual energy.

"Ding! Notice: The world of Stellar Transformations is a cultivation world. The rank of this heaven and earth is higher than that of the Battle Through the Heavens world. Host, please be careful."

Chen Qiye froze, then quickly entered his system.

Host: Chen Qiye

Realm: Fifth-rank Martial Master (Houtian Realm)

Experience: 4300/15000

Cultivation Technique: Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms

Master Teacher Points: 111

Master Teacher Level: One Star

Current Plane: Stellar Transformations

Plane Disciples: None

Current Items: None

Current Mission: Master Teacher Advancement

Only the Houtian Realm? It looks like the difference in martial strength between the two worlds is rather great, Chen Qiye thought.

At that moment, a bald youth with a bare, muscular upper body, seemingly only thirteen or fourteen years old, slowly walked over. His eyes rolled as he asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Chen Qiye. The scenery here looked nice, so I came over to take a look." Chen Qiye glanced at the bald youth and the little girl behind him, immediately guessing their identities: Iron Mountain and Tie Xiaolu!

"Haha, what scenery do we have here? If you want scenery, Xiaoyu's Cloudmist Manor is much prettier than this place!"

At that moment, Iron Mountain could not help thinking of the battle saber he had asked Qin Yu to buy for him. He usually enjoyed wielding spears and staffs, and his greatest dream was to own a sharp battle saber. His smile widened. "When Xiaoyu gets here, I'll have him take you to see it..."

Chen Qiye swept his gaze across the entire village. The elderly were tidying up, the adults were transplanting rice and farming, and the youths were laughing and playing. It was a simple, natural, harmonious scene.

"No wonder the system issued this advancement mission." Looking at the sight before him, Chen Qiye felt something stir in his heart and smiled faintly.

"Ah, horses! Brother Yu is here!" Xiaolu stared into the distance excitedly.

Feeling the violent tremors in the ground, Iron Mountain's expression changed drastically. "No, it's not just one person! Xiaolu, Mister Chen, run!"

As he spoke, Iron Mountain scooped up Xiaolu and charged toward the village at full speed. When he looked back, dozens of mounted bandits had already rushed close to the village entrance. Each of them held a battle saber aloft. Iron Mountain immediately roared at the village, "Mounted bandits are here! Mounted bandits are here!"

Mounted bandits were even more formidable than ordinary bandits. They had warhorses, moved swiftly, struck with great force, and came and went without a trace. They were also far more bloodthirsty. Ordinary bandits, in order to ensure a steady supply, would only loot the nearby villages a little.

But mounted bandits were highly mobile, and slaughtering people and wiping out villages was common for them.

The mounted bandits were here!

The entire village fell into panic. Every adult man rushed out of his home with a weapon, whether an iron shovel or a woodcutting blade, while children, the elderly, and women hid behind them.

"Hyah!" The one-eyed man suddenly urged his horse to accelerate, cold light flashing in his eyes as the horse charged rapidly toward the village entrance.

"Who is that person? Run!" The villagers, prepared to fight, suddenly noticed Chen Qiye in his white robes standing at the village entrance. They could not help worrying for him, but none of them dared to step forward.

When the one-eyed man on horseback was only a dozen meters from Chen Qiye, a flash of light appeared, and a long, narrow curved saber landed in his hand. A bloodthirsty gleam flickered in his eyes.

"Die!" A cold smile touched the one-eyed man's lips. With a sudden flick of his wrist, the long curved saber in his hand became a streak of lightning, spinning as it slashed directly at Chen Qiye.

The villagers behind him turned pale at the might of that strike. The timid elderly and children covered their eyes, not daring to look at the bloody scene.

Tie Xiaolu cried out, "Dodge!"

Iron Mountain grabbed a woodcutting blade and was about to charge forward when Chen Qiye actually turned back and shouted at him, "Quick, gather the villagers together and protect yourselves!"

Everyone was stunned. Then they saw Chen Qiye thrust out a single palm.

Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, first stance!

The Dragon Regrets!

A dragon's roar rose into the air as a dragon-shaped phantom surged from Chen Qiye's palm.

The one-eyed man's face changed at once. "Hmph!" With a cold snort, he tapped his toes and soared high from the horse's back. Under the blast of Chen Qiye's palm force, the spinning curved saber actually reversed direction and flew back, only for the one-eyed man to catch it effortlessly.

"A Houtian expert? No wonder you dared meddle in other people's business!"

The one-eyed man landed from the air, gave Chen Qiye a once-over, then sneered as he ordered, "Get him! Other than the women, slaughter them all!" The other mounted bandits also rode forward one after another, looking down at the villagers below.

"Go to hell!" As he spoke, the one-eyed man charged straight at Chen Qiye. The curved saber gleamed with a faint cold light, aimed directly at Chen Qiye's throat.

The moment he heard the one-eyed man order the village slaughtered, rage flared in Chen Qiye's heart. There was only one way to deal with mounted bandits like these, who treated human lives as worthless and killed without restraint: fight killing with killing!

"You'll be the first person I kill!"

Chen Qiye's gaze sharpened. He stomped hard, launching himself into the air. Moving after his opponent yet arriving first, he turned both hands into palms and struck out, sending the one-eyed man flying through the air.

Under everyone's incredulous gazes, the one-eyed man's body flew dozens of meters sideways before crashing into the mountainside outside the village, leaving the other mounted bandits dumbfounded.

"Third Chief!" The mounted bandits cried out in alarm.

This was the Third Chief of their Black Wind Stronghold, a genuine Houtian expert. Yet he had been sent flying by the palms of an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old boy?

While the mounted bandits were still stunned, Iron Mountain's furious roar rang out:

"Die!"

A fierce gust swept past as an iron shovel carrying immense force smashed viciously into a mounted bandit's head. "Boom!" The sound thundered through the air as the mounted bandit was killed on the spot.

That impact shattered the brief silence.

Bai San slowly crawled out of the deep pit, his entire body torn open by Chen Qiye's battle qi, the light nearly gone from his eyes. "Avenge... avenge... avenge me..."

With a soft thud, Bai San died.

"Things are bad, retreat!" Though the other mounted bandits were furious, even Bai San was dead. With a shout, they began to withdraw.

"Kill them! Kill them all!" Seeing familiar figures lying one after another in pools of blood, Iron Mountain's eyes turned crimson. He glared so hard that the corners of his eyes split, his face twisted in savage fury as he gripped the iron shovel and gave chase like a madman.

Chen Qiye's exchange with Bai San had taken only an instant. But there were simply too many mounted bandits. He could kill them, yet he could not kill them all at once!

These unarmed villagers had almost no ability to resist the mounted bandits.

"Iron Mountain! What happened!"

Suddenly, a thunderous shout rang out beyond the village. Qin Yu appeared at the village entrance, holding a dark iron battle saber in one hand and a cloth doll in the other.