Qian Xunji fled in disgrace! Ning Fengzhi considered taking a master?

The dust in front of the courtyard slowly settled.

Li Qingshan lowered his gaze, sensing the operation of the two Soul Core within his body, and then gradually withdrew the pressure that was spreading outwards.

Only now did he truly understand what kind of barrier lay between level 97 and level 99.

The Passionate Sword is still held in his hand.

Not far away, Qian Jun and Jianglong struggled to their feet. The anger they had shown earlier was gone, replaced by barely concealed fear in their eyes.

Qian Xunji leaned against the stone steps, his clothes stained with blood, his face looking extremely pale.

Li Qingshan looked at the three of them, his fingers gripping the sword twitching slightly.

Taking their lives now would not be difficult.

But his gaze swept across the courtyard and landed on several disciples standing behind the barrier.

Yu Xiaogang, still holding Luo Sanpao, was looking at him nervously. Ah Yin and Flender stood to the side, while Dugu Bo protected his son behind him.

The killing intent that had just risen in Li Qingshan's heart gradually subsided, and he thought to himself:

"Behind Qian Xunji, there is also Qian Daoliu."

He certainly didn't think that letting these three go back would make the Spirit Hall give up.

Injuring Qian Xunji and killing him are two different things. If his son dies here, how could Qian Daoliu possibly let it go?

Now that I am at level ninety-nine, and with the Qian Daoliu -Yin-Yang Complementary Dual Soul Cores, I can contend with Qian Daoliu even if he comes to me personally.

But what if the other side brings other retainers and elders with them? When I'm blocking Qian Daoliu, who will protect these disciples?

Dugu Bo had just obtained his Eighth Soul Ring, and Yu Xiaogang and the others were even less capable of resisting Titled Douluo.

We can't let the pleasure of killing today lead to our disciples living in constant danger in the future.

Thinking about this...

Li Qingshan sheathed his longsword and slowly landed in front of the courtyard.

Qian Jun instinctively stepped in front of Qian Xunji, but his hand holding the calligraphy brush was already a little unsteady.

Li Qingshan did not move forward. He glanced at the two retainers and said indifferently:

That's all for today.

"Take your Pope and get out."

Upon hearing this, Qian Jun was slightly taken aback, as if he hadn't heard clearly.

Jianglong reacted first, immediately turning around to support Qian Xunji, and whispered, "Your Majesty, let's go back first."

Qian Xunji raised his head, his eyes filled with shame and indignation. He had personally led his men to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but now he had to rely on the other party to let him leave!

But when she met Li Qingshan's gaze, the words that were on the tip of her tongue remained unspoken.

Qian Jun dared not delay any longer and quickly withdrew his Martial Soul, supporting his arm from the other side.

As the three leaped into the air, Qian Xunji swayed and nearly fell again. Jianglong quickly used his Soul Power to support him, and together with Qian Jun, they sped towards the outside of the mountain gate.

When they arrived, golden light filled the sky and their voices echoed throughout the sect, but now they left not a single word, and no one dared to turn back.

Just a moment later.

The three disheveled figures disappeared into the distance.

Li Qingshan watched them leave until he sensed nothing amiss in his mental perception before turning around.

"Teacher!" Yu Xiaogang quickly stepped forward, looking him over carefully, and asked, "Are you alright?"

Li Qingshan smiled and shook his head, saying, "No. Did you all behave when I told you to stay in the back?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded quickly.

Flender followed beside him, his eyes filled with excitement, yet he dared not speak as freely as he usually did.

When I sought a master, I only hoped to have someone guide my cultivation.

Who would have thought that his teacher could defeat the Pope of the Spirit Hall and two elders, forcing them to flee in disarray!

Li Qingshan noticed his nervousness, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed, "After watching a fight, you don't recognize your master anymore?"

Flender's face flushed, and he quickly shook his head.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi also walked over with Chen Xin and the others. He solemnly cupped his hands, his tone more respectful than before, and said:

"Love Sword, Your Majesty."

"Having witnessed your strength firsthand today, Feng Zhi realizes that he was indeed quite rude before."

"What makes you say that, Sect Master Ning?" Li Qingshan smiled and said, "There was tea when I entered, and I was served when I sat down. How could I have been impolite?"

Ning Fengzhi was slightly taken aback.

Li Qingshan continued:

"You may still call me Brother Li, just as you did before."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi smiled and cupped his hands in greeting again:

"Then his style became arrogant once again."

Gu Rong glanced into the distance and couldn't help but sigh, "Even with two elders joining forces, they couldn't unleash their Martial Soul Fusion Skill. This battle has truly broadened my horizons."

Ning Fengzhi looked out of the courtyard and said again:

"During the battle just now, you deliberately avoided the sect's disciples. Otherwise, if several Titled Douluo had fought so freely here, there wouldn't have been only these sword marks left near the mountain gate."

Li Qingshan waved his hand and explained:

"This whole mess is aimed at me, so I can't let someone else suffer for me. As long as everyone in the sect is safe, that's all that matters."

Chen Xin nodded, his gaze still fixed on Li Qingshan's right hand as he sheathed his sword, and said in a deep voice, "Your last two attacks just now gave them almost no chance to breathe."

"We must have a match another day."

Dust Sword Lord stroked his beard and laughed, saying:

"I've been practicing swordsmanship with you these past few days, and I thought I had learned enough. But now it seems you weren't holding back at all when you were sparring with me."

Li Qingshan shook his head and said, "The things you taught me during the sword duel aren't something you can understand just by having high Soul Power."

Upon hearing this, Dust Sword Lord's smile deepened. "I like what you say. We should continue our competition another day."

As they talked, they walked back into the hall.

Ning Fengzhi lagged slightly behind, watching Li Qingshan talk with his disciples, but his heart remained unsettled.

At first, he only knew that the other party was a friend of Dust Sword Lord, with extraordinary swordsmanship and knowledge of alchemy.

Only now do I realize that this young man truly possesses the strength to stand at the top of the continent.

But what bothered him wasn't just the confrontation they had just had.

After landing, Li Qingshan first checked on his disciples to make sure they were alright before speaking to the others.

During the battle, he consistently kept his opponent away from the crowd.

Dugu Bo was already Soul Douluo, yet he still willingly followed behind this person, showing the respect due to a disciple.

Putting these things together, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but recall his earlier question.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda may not necessarily have only seven stories. He originally regarded it as a possibility worth exploring, but now a deeper thought has arisen in his mind.

If I could learn from someone like that, could I also find a way to break through my limitations?

Furthermore, if he could become the disciple of a level 99 Titled Douluo, who on the entire continent would dare to look down on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

The moment this thought crossed Ning Fengzhi's mind, he paused slightly.

Become an apprentice?

Now that he is the leader of a sect, he cannot act rashly. However, the position of sect leader does not mean that he has reached the end of his cultivation path.

Li Qingshan never asked anything of me, nor did he use the phrase "Martial Soul Evolution" to demand anything from the sect.

He was reluctant to miss this opportunity.

Upon entering the hall, Ning Fengzhi personally poured hot tea for Li Qingshan. After setting down the teapot, he suddenly asked:

"Your Majesty, I heard that Flender is your newly accepted disciple?"

Li Qingshan nodded, his gaze then falling on his face.

"Good."

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment, his expression gradually becoming serious, and asked, "Then, besides talent, what else does Your Majesty value when accepting disciples?"