Chapter 47 - Transmigrated into the world of an NTR novel as the NTR Bastard

Chapter 047 - The Nonexistent Person On the desolate and quiet long street, the streetlights illuminated with a cold white light. Zuo Tian, engulfed in white flames, stood on top of a streetlight, his half-opened eyes indifferently looking down at the figure of the blond youth. "When should we make a move, Kid?" "When he enters the house." "Why?" Zuo Tian smirked slightly, whispering softly, "Because it's cold outside." He felt so merciful and gentle; the emotions that had been suppressed within his heart were now actively released. He hadn't reached the end yet— When my sword pierces through his body, controlling his life and death... It's truly wonderful. Just like... a god. On top of the streetlight, Zuo Tian's face suddenly lost its indifference and laziness, replaced only by a jarring smirk. He revealed his pale teeth, exposing his crimson gums, resembling a drooling beast, his gaze as sharp as a blade. He saw Luo Qingchuan entering the courtyard, saw Luo Qingchuan pushing open the door. Zuo Tian's smile couldn't be contained any longer; his lips tore apart, revealing a handsome face that seemed slightly insane. "It's time!" With patience and waiting, at this moment, his sharpness was revealed! After the spiritual energy had recovered, Zuo Tian also experienced the extraordinary power for the first time. Immediately, the white flames on Zuo Tian's body swayed abruptly. From his fingertips, a cold light leapt out into the night! An ancient sword! Zuo Tian smiled, closing his eyes and sensing the sword with his divine sense. Shimmering moonlight flowed on the flying sword like a fish returning to the sea. In the blink of an eye, it broke through the darkness, cutting through the evening breeze, flashing through the courtyard. It went unhindered, elegant and graceful, heading straight into the entrance, disappearing like lightning, aiming for Luo Qingchuan walking towards the living room. The blond youth, completely unprepared, couldn't react at all. The tip of the sword would pierce through his body. Moonlight shimmered. A shadow emerged. Delicate and pitch-black slender fingers emerged from the void, gently gripping the flying sword. So, you've come... Luo Qingchuan calmly turned around, seeing the broken and trembling clear and bright ancient sword held by "Evildoing Made Easy" in his hand. Zuo Tian also trembled; his eyes closed tightly, his brow furrowed, gritting his teeth. "Elder, there's another person!" "Another person?!" "Another aura suddenly appeared, I don't know who it is... it's the Foundation Establishment stage! Wait... I can't sense it anymore!" The sword? What is the sword doing? The sword is in his hands, both hands. "Evildoing Made Easy" held the blade of the sword with both hands, kneeling down, assuming a posture presenting it to Luo Qingchuan. 'Trouble Sword'. Luo Qingchuan lifted his right hand, his profound gaze staring at the sword. "Zuo Tian, you've come too early." His right hand swung down, the blade of the sword fell. Crack— The ancient sword broke with a sound, shattering into two pieces and falling to the ground. Luo Qingchuan bent a finger with his left hand, tapping the ground. A segment of the broken sword appeared at the empty spot. His eyes turned as dark as ink. "Calamity Sword." A light sigh. The broken sword flew away. Plop... Zuo Tian fell from the streetlight, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his mind in turmoil. "Elder, the flying sword I refined has been destroyed! There's someone at Luo Qingchuan's house who has reached the Foundation Establishment stage and is protecting him!" He clenched his teeth tightly, opening his eyes wide, unable to believe it. "Why?" But the elder suddenly reminded him loudly, "Kid, they're here! Go quickly!" They're here? Who's here? Zuo Tian pushed himself up from the ground. A sword hummed. The broken sword pierced through the villa's wall, from the increasingly lifeless dark night, it came even faster! So fast! In the blink of an eye! Zuo Tian quickly reacted, bending over on the ground, and the broken sword grazed his forehead as it flashed by, causing a few strands of his hair to fall. "Damn it!" He couldn't fight a Foundation Establishment expert here. Even if Zuo Tian had many aces up his sleeve, he didn't want to start a big battle after the Foundation Establishment battle at the bar. Otherwise, his city would surely cause a huge disturbance, and if the Golden Tower and his own cultivation techniques were exposed... Zuo Tian knew that he would surely be coveted by others. He bore the guilt of his treasure. Zuo Tian stumbled to his feet and ran frantically down the long street. He turned around. The sword resounded. The broken sword followed for a while, but when it reached an altitude of a kilometer, it reached the limit of his divine sense control and flew back. The air became thin, and the cold sky was like frost. Zuo Tian gasped heavily, his face pale and uncertain, his heart still filled with lingering fear. "It's not an ordinary cultivation technique. That expert at the Foundation Establishment stage... is really extraordinary. Luo Qingchuan is really lucky." Zuo Tian looked down at the bright and prosperous city. "Kid..." the elder sounded somewhat heartbroken, "Why don't you let me control your body, and I'll..." "No." Zuo Tian interrupted, "That would consume your remaining soul. I will find a new opportunity. That Foundation Establishment expert is too mysterious, with a special cultivation technique. We can't take risks." Zuo Tian descended towards the ground, quickly landing on the rooftop of a building. He swiftly sat down, replenishing his spiritual energy and treating his injuries. Zuo Tian opened his eyes, suddenly convulsing in the cold wind, gritting his teeth. "Why can't I reach the Foundation Establishment stage! That was supposed to be my path, my future that I had already seen!" The sword intent of Su Yingxue, it's all because of Su Yingxue's sword intent— If he didn't think about it, it would be fine, but once he thought about that twist of Yin and Yang, the terrifying scenes from the shattered illusion would haunt him. Zuo Tian once again spewed out a mouthful of blood. "Let's go back first..." Zuo Tian's spiritual aura was also in unbearable pain. He stood up, but in the night, his eyes were piercing through the boundless darkness, once again glimpsing the location of the youth. "What makes you so special?" Why would a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage hide in Luo Qingchuan's house to protect him? Is he his family? Could it be... Su Yingxue has reached Foundation Establishment? Zuo Tian's face turned deathly pale, full of despair and unwillingness as he tightly clenched his fists. "Who exactly are you?! A Foundation Establishment expert can't be unknown!" He hurriedly rushed out, leaping off the rooftop like an eagle, descending into the darkness. ...... ...... ...... "Where did you run off to?" "Evildoing Made Easy" had already disappeared. Luo Qingchuan sat at the entrance, looking up, with the broken sword flying back and swirling around his fingertip. 'Calamity Sword' was used to control flying swords. Luo Qingchuan shook his head, stood up, and the two broken swords followed him into the bathroom. Facing the toilet, Luo Qingchuan summoned the ominous flames transformed by 'Disaster Shadow,' melting the two broken swords. A sense of crisis arose in Luo Qingchuan's heart. He needed to become stronger. Buzz... Luo Qingchuan, who had erased all traces, returned to the living room and saw the phone on the table, lit up. 【Su Yingxue: I'm sorry, I failed. [Sticking Out Tongue]】 【Su Yingxue: I've left my house.】 【Su Yingxue: I want to see you.】