Eternal Bonds: A Journey with the Fated Immortal

Chapter 93

Like an ant, her heart couldn’t help but tremble.

“Great… Great Saint…”

Lu Qingchan exclaimed in shock, barely able to hold onto the long sword in her hand.

The Su Changsheng she had looked down upon was actually a Great Saint?

Moreover, this aura was terrifyingly powerful, far more so than any Great Saint she had ever encountered.

“Lu Qingchan, you also use a sword. Today, I will teach you how to wield it properly!”

Su Changsheng’s expression remained calm as he looked at the disheartened Lu Qingchan and spoke indifferently.

Buzz—

His fair hand lifted, revealing an ancient dark-gold sword, with the aura of stars flowing around it.

The Saint weapon of the Starfall Great Saint, although it no longer matched his current strength.

But using it now would still be quite fitting!

Moreover…

Taking advantage of the fact that this ancient sword immortal had not yet awakened, it would be good to thoroughly defeat her with swordsmanship first!

Consider it a lesson for her!

Of course, this was just the beginning. There would be countless “hardships” waiting for her afterward.

Boom!

As Su Changsheng’s thoughts turned, his actions did not cease. With a single thought, he commanded billions of stars, manifesting countless star rivers, all of which transformed into a majestic imperial star.

The imperial star shone brilliantly, surrounded by divine light, with chaos surging, permeating with the faint fluctuations of imperial power.

It was as if it truly possessed a soul, becoming a genuine imperial star, with its power surging immensely.

Su Changsheng’s current strength had long surpassed that of the Starfall Great Saint.

His understanding of the Starfall Saint Scripture also far exceeded that of the latter.

The imperial star sword, in Su Changsheng’s hands at this moment, whether in terms of power or Dao comprehension, had completely surpassed the Starfall Great Saint!!

Boom!!!

A sword that illuminated the world, shaking countless star rivers. Lu Qingchan, who bore the brunt of it, was completely stunned, her hand gripping the long sword, seemingly losing the courage to wield it.

“Damn it, even if you are a Great Saint, so what? I… I won’t be inferior to you!”

Lu Qingchan suddenly bit her tongue, the holy blood flowing, the pain pulling her out of her fear. The long sword in her hand also erupted, its brilliant sword intent astonishing the world.

Even though her strength was far inferior to Su Changsheng’s, the brilliance and astonishment of her sword intent were not lacking in the slightest.

“Kill!”

Lu Qingchan fiercely swung her sword, unleashing a dazzling and world-shaking sword light, as if it pierced through the nine heavens and ten earths, cutting through the ten directions of the universe.

“Good!”

Seeing this, Su Changsheng’s eyes lit up, and he couldn’t help but praise her.

This was the true spirit of a sword cultivator, unyielding and unbending.

Even when facing a terrifying enemy far beyond her own strength, she still had the courage to draw her sword.

Unlike those useless members of the Lingxu Sword Sect, who had the way of the sword but lacked the heart of the sword.

“Lu Qingchan, you are quite impressive!”

Su Changsheng said loudly.

Boom!

Immediately after, Su Changsheng swung his sword, the imperial star sword cleaving through eternity, engulfing Lu Qingchan’s sword light along with her entire being.

“I lost!”

Before losing consciousness, Lu Qingchan murmured, and then she was engulfed by the sword light, her vision plunging into complete darkness.

Before her body was completely engulfed by the sword light, Su Changsheng pulled her out.

It wasn’t every day that he encountered such a rare pair of twin sword immortal master and disciple; he couldn’t let them perish just like that.

“Lose? You haven’t lost!”

Holding Lu Qingchan, Su Changsheng looked at her delicate form in her unconscious state and couldn’t help but speak softly.

That brilliant and dazzling sword intent was so pure and powerful. If she were to grow, she would become a peerless sword immortal who could shake the myriad worlds.

Su Changsheng looked forward to that moment.

But before that—

“Better to obediently become my sword-carrying maidservant and bear me a few children!”

Su Changsheng revealed a wicked smile.

The image of a cold and proud female sword immortal with a swollen belly bearing his children seemed to him a rather pleasing prospect.

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Su Family, in the room.

“From today onwards, you are my sword-carrying maidservant. You will serve me every day. Additionally, Chu Yue, Yue’er, is my wife. You will address her as Madam, or Sister, that works too!”

Su Changsheng sat in the main seat, his expression leisurely as he gave his instructions.

In front of him stood Lu Qingchan, now dressed in a maidservant’s outfit, with a long sword on her back, looking utterly bewildered by life.

Chu Yue was equally confused and blushing, not understanding what had transpired.

Before losing consciousness, her master and her husband were at each other’s throats, on the verge of a great battle.

How did it come to this, that upon waking up, her master was to become a sword-carrying maidservant? And she had to call her Madam or Sister?

Could it be that her master was defeated by her husband?

Moreover—

Doesn’t the role of a maidservant also include serving in bed?

Could it be that her master would now serve her husband alongside her?

The mere thought of that scene made Chu Yue feel incredibly ashamed, her face flushing red, almost to the point of fainting.

“Impossible… impossible…”

Lu Qingchan muttered in a daze, also thinking of similar scenarios, tears welling up in her eyes, nearly breaking down into tears.

She, the esteemed Feather Sword Saint, ascended to the realm of Saint King after only a few hundred years of cultivation, hailed as an unparalleled genius.

Could it be that she was destined to fall into the clutches of the man before her?

Just like those defeated, aloof fairies and proud sword immortals in the storybooks?

“Tsk tsk!”

On the side, seeing this scene, Lin Miao couldn’t help but shake her head, a look of schadenfreude on her beautiful face, while Wang Xi’s eyes showed a hint of pity.

A dignified Saint King, of such high status, ended up becoming a maidservant and had to call her disciple “Sister”…

If it were her, she probably wouldn’t fare any better—

She would be ashamed to death!

“By the way, in half a month, I will be holding a grand wedding, and we will all be married together!”

At this moment, Su Changsheng spoke again, his words causing Lu Qingchan’s face to instantly lose its color.

“Don’t worry, you are just a maidservant responsible for serving in bed!”

Su Changsheng glanced at her, kindly reminding her.

“……”

Lu Qingchan was on the verge of tears.

Her status wasn’t even comparable to that of a wife!

Rather than being a mere maidservant, it would be better to be a wife, at least the status would be higher!

Lu Qingchan was completely broken.

At this moment, she deeply regretted her earlier decisions. If she had been a bit more gentle, would things have turned out differently?

“By the way, those three top forces threatening the Wang family, Qingchan, you will handle them!”

At this moment, Su Changsheng raised an eyebrow, as if he had thought of something, and instructed Lu Qingchan.

It was as if he were ordering around a mere servant girl.

Su Changsheng wasn’t worried about Lu Qingchan disobeying or running away; he had already placed a restriction on her.

It was of the imperial-level technique, ensuring there was no fear of disobedience.

“……”

Lu Qingchan was stunned again.

He actually wanted her to resolve the Wang family’s problems?

In that case, what was the point of her coming to trouble Su Changsheng?

She might as well solve the three top forces with a single sword strike and eliminate the Wang family’s troubles directly.

Not only had she lost herself, but now she also had to handle matters that Su Changsheng should have dealt with.

What a humiliation!

Lu Qingchan silently bit her lip, engraving this humiliation in her heart.

However, her extremely beautiful face couldn’t hide her emotions, revealing a look of humiliation and unwillingness, yet she had no choice but to submit.

Combined with her cool temperament and the aura of a sword immortal, this amalgamation created an astonishing charm.

It made everyone present take notice, their eyes lighting up—even Wang Xi and Lin Miao, women of exceptional caliber, felt their hearts stir.

Chu Yue’s eyes also shone brightly.