“Master, what do you think of my disguise this time? I even adjusted my Adam’s apple.”
One Disguise Pill could only give her one face.
Su Yanqing swallowed her last Disguise Pill and transformed into the likeness of the man in black robes, Wu Xiaolou.
Helian Chuxue concealed her Nine Yin aura for her, so she would not be recognized by demonic cultivators again. “Though I have never seen that demonic cultivator’s true face, when you disguised yourself as Shen Si, there truly was no flaw. This pill is quite good. Lingyun Peak never refines pills… where did you get it?”
Su Yanqing’s heart skipped a beat. She could hardly fob him off again by saying her cheap dad had given it to her.
She felt her sect master dad was practically turning into a treasure chest.
Su Yanqing’s lively eyes rolled about, and a lie came to her lips at once: “I stole it from that Senior Xie in the cave!”
“Nonsense. Senior Xie’s cultivation is profound… even I dare not offend him lightly.” Helian Chuxue scolded her aloud, but in truth he was hopelessly biased. “Take a bottle of Spirit Gathering Pills from my storehouse and return it to him.”
“No! Those Spirit Gathering Pills are so hard to come by… you only get one bottle a year. Look at these cultivators who came to Black Cloud Town; they would risk their lives just to gather Black Cloud Mushrooms for Spirit Gathering Pills.”
“Anyway, I have my own way. Master, don’t ask so many questions.” Su Yanqing could not bear to touch her Master’s medicine storehouse.
Besides, that Disguise Pill had not been Xie Qingxuan’s to begin with… why should he get the benefit?
“This little miserly temper of yours… I wonder who you take after. Sect Master Senior Brother was never this stingy.” Master’s long, slender finger tapped her forehead.
Cool as ice and jade, as if expressing displeasure, making Su Yanqing’s ear tips flush unconsciously.
“Shh, Master, someone’s coming. I’ll go first.” Su Yanqing rose on tiptoe, imitating the man in black robes’ stride, and came face to face with the newcomer.
“Steward Wu, why are you still strolling around so leisurely here? The banquet is about to begin… the Protector Lord is preparing to open the altar and refine pills.” The underling who came to meet them was very respectful to Wu Xiaolou.
His words carried a hint of fear toward the Protector Lord.
“Got it.” Su Yanqing said in a rough voice, casually giving her Master a glance from the shadows.
A moment later, she led her Master, disguised as an underling, to the banquet Grand Hall.
In the dark, spacious Grand Hall, a massive bronze pill-refining cauldron sat in the center, blazing with fierce fire.
The man standing on the high seat wore a half-mask, dressed boldly, exposing a chest covered in eerie runes.
This so-called Protector… was there something seriously wrong with his brain?
That ugly, coffin-board figure… he actually dared show it off to people?
Su Yanqing felt her eyes were about to go blind. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at her Master, clear and peerlessly handsome.
“Today is a good day for our Thirteenth Hall. This Protector has finally gathered 81 vengeful spirits and 49 establish foundation virgin boys. Once I refine this Yin-Yang Nine-Turn Soul-Devouring Pill, the steward elders who have contributed will all be rewarded!” The Protector on the high platform said arrogantly.
“Thank you, Protector Zhi!” The stewards below the high platform all congratulated him.
After speaking, Protector Zhi had all the living establish foundation male cultivators brought into the Grand Hall.
He himself released the 81 imprisoned female cultivator vengeful spirits from the Hundred Ghosts Banner, injecting them all into the bronze cauldron.
Within the cauldron, fierce flames burned, and the vengeful spirits let out shrill, miserable screams.
Seeing this cruel, eerie scene, Su Yanqing could not help the churning in her stomach.
She finally understood why everyone in the cultivation world loathed demonic cultivators to the bone.
Because now, she too hated these inhuman monsters.
“When Mu Yunci and the others appear, don’t act yet. After I make my move, take the others and leave in the chaos.”
Master’s calm, steady words gradually stabilized Su Yanqing’s wildly surging emotions.
The empty Grand Hall quickly filled with captured cultivators, and Mu Yunci and Murong Yi were among them.
Their hands were tightly bound by spirit-binding ropes, unable to move, and they humiliatingly followed the demonic cultivators’ orders.
Just as Protector Zhi was arrogantly opening the altar to refine pills, Helian Chuxue made his move.
An afterimage flashed by; the two figures crossed, and waves of booming thunderous noise rang out endlessly.
Wherever the sword light flashed, devastation was left behind.
Su Yanqing seized the chance to use the Lingxu Sword Technique. After cutting down several underlings guarding the cultivators, to avoid being accidentally hurt by her fellow disciples, she instantly reverted to her original appearance and rushed toward her senior brother and the others, slicing their ropes with one sword stroke.
Her strikes were decisive, ruthless, and merciless, momentarily stunning the Wuji Sect disciples present.
Was… was this still their delicate little junior sister who only slacked off and loafed around, idling away her days in ignorance?
How had she suddenly transformed into a decisive, ruthless female sword cultivator after just half a month apart?
“Little Six, watch out!” Mu Yunci spotted a demonic cultivator sneak-attacking Su Yanqing from behind. His left arm swept her aside, his right hand seized her wrist, and following the momentum, he thrust his sword at the attacker’s face.
The demonic cultivator died on the spot.
“This place isn’t safe to linger. Let’s fight our way out first.” Mu Yunci calmly directed everyone.
Murong Yi, still shaken, took Su Yanqing, his tone slightly reproachful: “Why didn’t you stay obediently in Lingyun Peak to cultivate! Don’t you know how dangerous it is here!”
Su Yanqing was busy killing enemies and ignored him.
Seeing more and more demonic cultivators gathering in the Grand Hall, a group of establish foundation cultivators wanting to fight their way out was simply a pipe dream.
After quietly exchanging a few words with the system, Su Yanqing shouted loudly: “Senior Brother, let the other disciples escape from here! Hurry, this is a small teleportation array… it can send us straight back to the sect!”
In the void, a doorway suddenly appeared, glowing with faint blue spiritual energy.
It was the Anywhere Door rewarded by the system.
Hearing there was a teleportation array, the other disciples stopped grappling with the demonic cultivators and fled through the doorway one after another.
How could the demonic cultivators let this group of human-shaped tonics go? They immediately charged in after the cultivators.
But the moment they drew near the doorway, the faint blue spiritual energy burst into searing light, burning the demonic cultivators to ashes.
Seeing this, Su Yanqing was dumbstruck. As expected of a cheat… it could even distinguish friend from foe?
However, the Anywhere Door’s time was limited. She caught sight of several disciples surrounded by demonic cultivators and had to go support them, while reminding everyone: “The teleportation array’s spiritual energy is limited… it can’t hold for long. Don’t dawdle!”
At this moment of life and death, both Mu Yunci and Murong Yi chose to guard the rear, carving out a path of survival for the other disciples, sparing no effort to assist others.
“Little Junior Sister, you go first! Senior Brother and I will cover you!” Murong Yi roared anxiously.
“The teleportation array must be controlled by me. Neither you nor Senior Brother should hesitate!”
Though Su Yanqing didn’t like Murong Yi, at this critical moment of life and death, she didn’t want him to fall into the demonic cultivators’ hands and suffer a cruel death. “I still have to cover for Master. After you get back, call my dad to come reinforce us!”
Just as the words left her mouth, Helian Chuxue was struck by Protector Zhi’s palm and slammed into a stone pillar, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
As bad luck would have it, the Anywhere Door’s cooldown time arrived, and the teleportation array closed automatically.
At this moment, in the Grand Hall, most of the demonic cultivators were dead or wounded, and Protector Zhi had only suffered minor injuries.
On the Wuji Sect’s side, the vast majority of disciples had successfully escaped.
Remaining on the field were Su Yanqing, Helian Chuxue, Mu Yunci, Murong Yi, and a few unlucky disciples who hadn’t managed to escape.
But now Helian Chuxue was gravely wounded.
They, a few establish foundation disciples, could be killed by Protector Zhi in a single move.
Fear spread wildly in the depths of Su Yanqing’s heart. All the cheats she could use were already exhausted.
With her current cultivation, the Lingxu Sword Technique was simply no match for him.
Now, who else could save her?