Quick Transmigration: Still Life Fairy

Chapter 322 The Genius Senior Brother's Storage Bag

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"W-what?"

As soon as he stepped into the village, a girl in a miniskirt grabbed his wide sleeve. Her charming smile and question left the bewildered Cangqing Sect disciple completely confused. Through the girl's low-cut dress, he could see what was underneath, and a shy blush immediately appeared on his face.

This innocent scene immediately piqued the girl's curiosity. She deliberately leaned closer to the handsome man in front of her: "Handsome, I mean, are you guys filming some period fantasy drama? Or a martial arts drama? The sword looks pretty realistic~"

As she spoke, the girl reached for the longsword on the disciple's back. Caught off guard, the disciple actually managed to grab the hilt. Realizing what was happening, the disciple reflexively tried to dodge, but with the hilt in her hand, a counterforce caused the longsword to be drawn from its sheath.

"Oh my god! This is real!!!"

As soon as the longsword left its sheath, it emitted a cold light under the refraction of the sun. The sharp blade and the exquisitely carved body made a humming sound, and an invisible pressure emanated from the longsword. Just looking at it was intimidating, especially to mortals.

The girl was so frightened that she threw the sword away. The hand that had drawn the sword trembled uncontrollably, her heart was racing, and a flush rose to her face.

"You...you're carrying this on your back...really..."

The girl stammered in fear, but before she could finish speaking, a tiger's roar suddenly came from the distant mountains and forests.

"Ow—"

The sound was deafening, making the listener's ears ring and their mind go blank.

With a whoosh, the cries of various animals echoed through the mountains and forests, seemingly responding to the initial tiger's roar. The sounds, rising and falling, carried a powerful pressure that pressed straight toward them.

"This is……"

Kunjue muttered to himself, his gaze fixed seriously on the distant mountains and forests, his hand already gripping the hilt of the longsword on his back.

Although the Cangqing Sect's group that came to the mountain village included Li Qingran, the most powerful member of the new generation, and the second senior brother Zhengze, who fought recklessly and often unleashed his physical potential, the leader of these people was actually Kunjue, who was known as the number one direct disciple.

Strictly speaking, Kunjue is a second-generation immortal. His father is the son of the Grand Elder of the Cangqing Sect. The Grand Elder's strength is comparable to that of the sect leader. Kunjue was taken in as a personal disciple by the Grand Elder as soon as he was born, and he has been living a life of great prestige since childhood.

As the senior disciple of the sect, Li Qingran was not a direct disciple. Despite his title as senior disciple and the admiration of the other disciples, he was more like a mascot or representative, a symbol for the young disciples of the Cangqing Sect. In addition, due to his indifferent personality, although the disciples admired him, he was never the leader of any major events.

Needless to say, Zhengze's personality is all about recklessly charging forward, making him even less suitable as a leader. While Kunjue isn't particularly outstanding either, he's still somewhat respected compared to the other two.

"Disciples, prepare for battle."

At Kunjue's command, his longsword was drawn from its sheath. As the sword flashed, its size suddenly increased. He put his index and middle fingers together, made a hand seal, and the longsword rose into the wind, directly covering the sky above the village, clearly intending to protect the mortals in the village.

The mortals being protected were stunned by this change, especially the girl in the miniskirt who was closest to the group of handsome men and beautiful women who had suddenly become "gods". She sat down on the ground with her eyes wide open, looking like she might faint at any moment.

The disciple who had been teased by her smiled shyly at her when he saw her, and twirled his longsword in the air, holding it horizontally in front of her.

Just as the girl was feeling a bit lost, a monkey suddenly jumped out of the bushes next to her. Although the monkey was thin and small and looked malnourished, its long, sharp fingernails were as sharp as knives. The long sword met the fingernails, and a series of sparks flew.

"It's dangerous here, run!"

During the battle, the disciple even managed to shout something to those behind him.

The girl was immediately relieved and stood up, trembling all over. She even stumbled and fell because her legs were weak, but she still stubbornly ran towards the crowd in the distance.

All sorts of animals began to emerge around the village. These were all monsters that had become spirits. Unlike spirits that had gained sentience, monsters were often very strong, but their brains were relatively simple. They relied on their brute strength rather than magic to fight, and their behavior was more instinctive. Therefore, most monsters were bloodthirsty beasts.

When Kunjue saw the sheer number of these monsters, his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"This, this, this..." He slowly backed away, moving closer to Li Qingran: "Senior Brother, how could the outside world be so dangerous?"

He could hardly believe it. The mountain gate had been closed for nearly 30 years. In those 30 years, the outside world had developed rapidly. These cultivators who only knew how to focus on their cultivation every day had long since fallen behind. Before leaving the mountain, his master had repeatedly instructed him on how to get along with government officials from the outside world, because it was these people who had forced them back into the depths of the mountains. On the contrary, his master and his master did not take the monsters outside seriously at all, and their words were full of contempt.

However, these monsters that they had taken for granted had grown to such a scale in the 30 years they had been away! As he looked at the ever-increasing number of monsters, at least tens of thousands, a bitter taste rose in his mouth.

These monsters are all weak. Even the weakest disciple of the Azure Sect could take on ten at once. Yet, even so, there were only about a hundred disciples present, while there were tens of thousands of monsters!

The numbers were vastly different, not to mention the large number of ordinary people in the village. They only appeared at the village entrance; who knows how many people were inside? They were powerless to even protect these ordinary people, let alone...

Thinking of this, Kunjue suddenly felt a wave of despair.

Li Qingran's face was also solemn. He did not draw his sword, but instead untied the storage bag at his waist, carefully placed the bag against his heart, and finally put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

“The Cangqing Sect has been closed for 30 years. The outside world is no longer what we used to know. Moreover, when the sect was at its peak, it would send disciples down the mountain every year to eliminate demons and monsters. After the sect closed its gates, the cultivators stayed indoors. Without their natural enemies, the demons and monsters outside have probably developed into something unimaginable over the years.” Li Qingran sighed, “Master should have thought of this long ago.”

He glanced at Kunjue slightly, and the look in his eyes startled him.

"Senior Brother..." he hesitated for a moment, "...Why do you say that?"

"It's nothing, I just felt that Master couldn't possibly have forgotten this."

Li Qingran did not expose the fact that Kunjue might be carrying a treasure entrusted to him by the sect leader to protect the disciples. He withdrew his gaze, drew his longsword, and with a flash of cold light, cut a grizzly bear that came to attack in half.

Kunjue was unsure what Li Qingran knew, and he was somewhat uneasy. However, as the number one disciple among the younger generation, he still had composure. He forcibly suppressed his unease, made a sword incantation with his hands, and the longsword floating in the sky received the command, splitting into two, then four, then eight, and so on, until the entire sky was filled with longswords. He changed his hand incantation, the tip of the longsword pointed downwards, and then it suddenly fell down.

Each longsword was aimed at a single target. After being split, the power of the longswords was greatly reduced. The weaker monsters could not dodge and were directly pinned to the ground, while the stronger ones suffered only minor injuries, which did not affect their combat. However, it caused them trouble, allowing the human cultivators to seize the opportunity and inflict new wounds on them.

Kunjue changed his hand seals again, and the conjured longswords did not disappear. Instead, they slowly rose up again, their positions changing rapidly.

"Sword Formation of Senluo—Kill them all!!!"

He roared, and the neatly arranged longswords began to shift positions constantly. It was as if a teleportation array had been placed next to each sword; swords in specific locations would instantly teleport to the monsters' sides, swinging and thrusting as if on cue. The monsters were completely unaware of the swords' changes in position and thus had no way to defend themselves, suffering more and more injuries.

Kunjue, who was supporting the entire sword formation, was not having an easy time either. A steady stream of spiritual energy flowed into the sword formation through his connection with his sword, almost draining his spiritual energy in an instant. The reason why the sword formation could last for so long was because of a bottle of spiritual pills he was holding in his hand.

This elixir was one of the treasures the sect leader had given him before he left the mountain. He wasn't sure if his senior brother knew about these things, but he couldn't gamble. If the disciples found out he had secretly kept these things, his prestige within the sect would be ruined.

Therefore, we still have to use it when necessary. Otherwise, our senior brother might not be able to keep our secret.

Li Qingran was unaware of Kunjue's thoughts, and even if he did, he probably wouldn't care. He rampaged through the monsters, his longsword slicing them in half at the waist. Yet, not a drop of blood stained his own body. Unlike before, he wasn't reckless; this time, he carefully protected his chest area. There, the storage pouch, using four horns as limbs, was struggling, its purpose unclear. Li Qingran couldn't stop it, so he could only watch closely, afraid that the pouch might fall into the battlefield unnoticed and be trampled on—that would be enough to break his heart!

Yu Liu was supported by Li Qingran's clothes pressed against his chest. Knowing that Li Qingran was protecting her, Yu Liu wanted to just obediently enjoy his protection, be a "weakling," and achieve a life of effortless victory. However, her goal was also on the battlefield. Although she didn't have high hopes of fulfilling this goal, she still had to at least give it a try.

Therefore, Yu Liu had no choice but to give up her life of easy success and struggle to climb out, at least to see what was happening on Zhengze's side.

The storage bag itself was too clumsy. Yu Liu crawled for a while before finally peeking out. What appeared in her sight was a splash of blood. Li Qingran quickly dodged it and touched the storage bag that had poked its head out.

"Baby, don't come out, I'm afraid you'll accidentally fall."

Li Qingran was confident he could protect the baby from harm. However, his greater worry was that the baby might run away when he wasn't looking. If that happened, even if he wanted to protect her, he'd need something to do so!

Faced with Li Qingran's large hand, Yu Liu directly stretched out the two corners of her storage bag to grab his hand, took the opportunity to climb onto his wrist, and even tried to climb up his arm.

Li Qingran was somewhat helpless. He quickly dodged the attack by sidestepping, and threw the longsword in his hand into the air. The longsword vibrated and hummed. He saw the reflection of a longsword in his eyes. The longsword flying in the air was immediately covered with a layer of silvery light, and then it quickly circled around him, cutting down everything it touched.

"Baby..." Li Qingran reached out and pinched Yu Liu's hand: "Don't be naughty, baby, you'll get hurt..."

He earnestly and patiently advised him.

Yu Liu struggled in his hands: "But I need to protect Zhengze, I told you before~"

In that short time, Yu Liu had already seen Zheng Ze fighting a bloody battle. His condition was very bad. Although the external injuries he had suffered had healed after taking the pills, his internal injuries had not yet been repaired. If he did not use magic to rest and recuperate, there was still a possibility that he could slowly recover. Once he used magic, it would almost certainly be a case of adding insult to injury.

Bloodstains were already visible at the corners of his mouth; he must have been unable to control himself from vomiting blood earlier. The wounds on his body that had previously healed had reopened, the exposed flesh a gruesome sight. His newly changed clothes had turned blood red, their original color unrecognizable. Animal carcasses lay around him, some clearly killed instantly, while others, like Zhengze, were covered in wounds. He was clearly becoming increasingly exhausted as the battle progressed.

"He's about to give up!!" Yu Liu pointed towards Zheng Ze's direction. "Let's go help him!!"

As she spoke, she summoned the little white cloud that she had previously discarded, hurriedly jumped onto it, and commanded the cloud to carry her, who was still a storage bag, forward.

Li Qingran: "..."

He let out a long breath with a somewhat gloomy expression, and his large hand swiftly reached out, grabbing Bai Yun and the storage bag together in his hand.

"Baby, you stay put! I'll go to Zhengze's place." He put the little white cloud and the storage bag in his arms, not caring at all that the bulging bag in his arms looked a bit comical. The long swords surrounding him spun around rapidly, and a silver light spread out from his side. As long as a monster touched this light, it would be immediately blasted away.

He took a moment to grab his sword again, and with a swift movement, he appeared before Zhengze.

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