Chapter 291: Public Enemy, Wanted Li Wuqiang!

The fragrance of tea curled up in the pavilion.

Li Wuqiang’s face was full of smiles. “Sect Master Chu, please drink tea.”

Chu Lingchuan nodded. “You’re welcome.”

She picked up the teacup and carefully tasted it.

Looking at the woman sitting opposite him, Li Wuqiang was a little nervous.

He never thought that Chu Lingchuan would come to the Li family.

This was the legendary Myriad Swords Supreme Being.

Although they were both Emperor-level, he did not have much confidence in facing this woman.

Emperor realm represented the highest battle power that the heavens knew.

When a cultivator’s soul and dao fused together, they would pass the heavenly tribulation, gain their own dao, and step into this supreme realm.

Since it was a realm, it was naturally divided into different stages, like the Nascent Soul realm.

However, it was not a simple distinction between the early and late stages.

Criteria for determining the strength of an Emperor were based on the degree to which they had fused with the Dao, as well as the control and application of the Dao Laws.

There were not many Emperor levels known in the heavens, but they were not too few.

Apart from the eight great sects and the Sheng Clan, there were also Immortals and Ancient Remnants scattered in every corner, including those old demons in the depths of the death lands.

Amongst these existences, the eight great sects and the Imperial Court were publicly acknowledged to be the strongest. They were not on the same level as ordinary Emperors.

Amongst the eight great sects, Leng Wuyan, Yi Qinglan, Chen Yundao, and others were among the top figures.

They forcefully suppressed many Emperor level experts.

Chu Lingchuan was a special existence.

As the only martial cultivator of the eight great sects, she didn’t have the means to change things.

There was only one sword.

However, this strike forced the top sects to seal their sects into seclusion.

In fact, even Death Prison’s Ancestors had gone into closed-door training for dozens of years after fighting Chu Lingchuan.

Although Li Wuqiang was not weak, he was still somewhat afraid of such a powerful being.

He asked carefully, “Sect Master Chu, what advice do you have for coming to the Li family?”

Chu Lingchuan put down her teacup and said bluntly, “Ancestor Li, don’t misunderstand. I’m not here to find trouble. I’m here to discuss something with Li Ran and need to stay with the Li family for a few days.”

“Is that so…” Li Wuqiang heaved a sigh of relief.

It was good that she wasn’t looking for trouble.

If the other party really wanted to make a move, he would probably only be able to protect Li Ran. He wouldn’t be able to care about others…

He asked curiously, “Did you just say that you have something to discuss with Li Ran?”

This was a super powerful being. What was there to discuss with this brat?

Chu Lingchuan shook her head and said, “It’s nothing. It’s about recruiting disciples.”

Seeing that she wasn’t willing to say anything more, Li Wuqiang didn’t ask any further. He smiled and said, “Li Ran has a carefree personality. If there’s anything that offends Sect Master Chu, I hope you can forgive him.”

“How carefree?” Chu Lingchuan curled her lips, “I think he’s unbridled, right?”

As she spoke, she thought of something and blushed slightly. She quietly glared at Li Ran, a trace of embarrassment flashing through her eyes.

Li Ran blushed and scratched his head awkwardly.

Li Wuqiang swept his gaze between the two of them, feeling that there was some secret between them.

Chu Lingchuan raised an eyebrow, “I seem to have heard of Ancestor Li’s name before. Do you have any other name?”

Apart from their original names, the Emperor level usually had other names.

For example, the head of the Myriad Swords, Jadeface Rakshasa, Life-Slaying Daoist, Divine Daughter of Tianshu Institute… Wait.

“I know that.” Li Ran confirmed, “The ancestor’s name is Prison Lock Mad Dragon.”

Li Wuqiang smiled and waved his hand. “It’s just an empty name. It’s not worth mentioning.”

“Prison Lock, Mad Dragon?”

Chu Lingchuan pinched her smooth chin and said thoughtfully, “That sounds familiar…”

Suddenly, she thought of something and clapped her hands. “I remember. Were you wanted by the female cultivator sects several hundred years ago? There was also a nickname called Binding Mad Devil?”

Air became quiet.

Li Ran opened his mouth slightly, unable to believe his words. “Being wanted by all female cultivator sect? Old Li, you have such deeds?”

Good f*ck, so he was the enemy of the great earth?

Li Wuqiang covered his face.

He wished he could find a hole in the ground.

Chu Lingchuan muttered to herself, “No wonder I’m familiar with the name, but I can’t remember it. Didn’t you already say that you’re Binding Mad Devil?”

Cough! Cough!

Li Wuqiang cleared his throat awkwardly. “Past can’t be recalled. Before, I was young and petty, but I have changed. I just hope it made Sect Master Chu laugh. Tea….”

“Alright.” Chu Lingchuan’s eyes curved as she raised her teacup to conceal her smile.

Li Ran gave him a thumbs up. “Ancestor, you really are a ruthless person!”

No wonder he was hiding in this secret ground every day, and he even lied to him that it was for the sake of his ancestral teachings. So it turned out that he was a wanted criminal.

“Low profile, low profile.” Li Wuqiang felt like dying.

……

Two of them slowly walked out of the Li Family’s secret ground.

Li Ran asked curiously, “What did the Ancestor do in the past to actually make the female cultivator sects in the entire vast land make him a wanted criminal?”

Could he really be a pervert?

Chu Lingchuan said with her hands behind her back, “I’ve only heard of it. It’s said that Li Wuqiang likes to tie up women, but he doesn’t do much after tying them up. He just paints them one by one, saying that he’s pursuing art.”

“Some female cultivators saw that his painting was not bad and was even willing to cooperate with him.”

Li Ran was speechless.

He really was an old artist.

“If it were just a portrait, it wouldn’t be pursued by all the sects, right?” He was somewhat puzzled.

Chu Lingchuan shook her head and said, “It shouldn’t have happened until those portraits were accidentally spread.”

“There are also many first-rate sect leaders and Holy Maidens, and even master and disciple.”

“At that time, this matter caused a huge commotion in the heavens. All the female cultivator sects joined forces and attacked him. They even issued an order to kill him.”

Li Ran didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

This sounded a bit familiar.

“And then?”

Chu Lingchuan continued, “After he became an Emperor, the first-rate sects didn’t dare to cause trouble for him. Perhaps it was for the sake of the excitement he had his eyes on the top-rate sects.

“As a result, he secretly went to the north and tied up a disciple of the Youluo Temple. In the end, Leng Wuyan found out about this, and she chased him to southern border from the north. It was said that he almost died.”

“Then, as he was fleeing for his life, he accidentally broke through Yi Qinglan’s fortuitous encounter, causing him to fall in her more than a hundred years of preparations.”

“Yi Qinglan thought that it was someone from the Devil Dao, and she hit him on the spot, causing his Dao foundation to collapse. There was no news of him anymore.”

When she spoke up to her, she thought about it for a moment. “However, just now, I saw that his aura was deep, and his rank was stable. I imagine that his Dao foundation has already recovered. No wonder he managed to escape from Leng Wuyan’s hands. Looks like he’s still quite skilled.”

Li Ran was stunned when he heard that.

He knew that the two masters had a grudge against Li Wuqiang, but he never expected it to be like this.

This Old Li was too miserable!

Chu Lingchuan glanced at him and snorted coldly. “No wonder you’re so shameless! So it’s from the ancestors!”

Li Ran was speechless.

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