All-class Gu Immortal

Chapter 235 Fourth-Order Mystic Weapon? (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader)

"What a plan!"

Faced with the sudden change in the situation, Zhou Qing's expression changed slightly.

It turns out everyone was fooled.

Wan Shentong's so-called transfer of power to Wan Guiliu and his promise to Wei Sheng to leave the Five Poisons Sect were all just to deceive Lan Canghai.

As for Su Tiancheng, the patriarch of the Su family, he probably faked his death to escape, and may have even deceived the Su family members, all for this day.

Clearly, in Wan Shentong's view, rather than passing on his skills to Wan Guiliu and betting that he could lead the Five Poisons Sect back to its peak, it would be better to directly address the root cause of the currently powerful Lan Canghai.

The Su family patriarch probably shared this idea, which is why the two of them played a grand game.

Zhou Qing and Wei Sheng have all become pawns.

As expected of a top expert who has dominated the Southern Frontier for decades, Zhou Qing initially thought that Wan Shentong was getting more and more confused with age, but now it seems that he is a complete old fox.

Judging from the power of Wan Shentong's attack just now, it's clear that he probably didn't pass on much of his power to Wan Guiliu.

As for Su Tiancheng, things don't look good. Although the old patriarch of the Su family faked his death to deceive everyone, he is probably nearing the end of his life.

boom! boom! boom!
As the three were sucked into the ten-zhang-tall bronze cauldron, a tremendous roar continuously emanated from the cauldron, causing a tearing pain in everyone's eardrums.

Sound waves, almost tangible, emanated from the bronze cauldron and spread outwards in all directions.

Clearly, the battle inside has entered a fierce stage.

"what!"

"There's an ambush!"

Meanwhile, the martial artists who had just chosen to leave the caravan under Lan Canghai's overwhelming power were in a bad situation.

They prepared to return to Nanli County City via the same route, but a large number of warriors dressed in black robes suddenly emerged from the forest on both sides of the official road.

Caught off guard, they were instantly slaughtered, their shouts of battle deafening.

It turned out that the members of the Witch God Cult had already set up an ambush all around and had no intention of letting any of the convoy members go.

Lan Canghai's order for the others to leave might have meant that he disdained to attack these weaker martial artists, but it didn't mean he intended to leave them alive.

"Not good! There's something going on over there!" Elder He of the Baiyun lineage's expression changed drastically. Although these people chose to leave in times of crisis, it was understandable.

After all, it was a certain death situation just now, and staying would be of no use.

Seeing his younger disciples surrounded, Elder He couldn't bear it and immediately flew towards the forest.

"Hongyu, Mingcheng, you two go and help too!"

Seeing this, Wei Sheng nodded to Wei Hongyu and Wei Mingcheng who were standing to the side.

"Father, what about this way?" Wei Mingcheng was taken aback and hesitated.

“You won’t be of any help if you stay here,” Wei Sheng said in a deep voice. “Go help Elder He.”

"Yes!" Wei Mingcheng replied, and chased after Elder He.

"Father, Aqing, be careful!" Wei Hongyu's eyes struggled, but she knew that what Wei Sheng said was the truth. In the end, she left with Elder He.

After the two left, Wei Sheng looked at Zhou Qing beside him and said, "Qing, if things get bad later, you take Hongyu and Mingcheng and leave first."

"Master, do you mean that the old sect leader and the Su family patriarch might lose?" Zhou Qing's gaze sharpened.

"The old sect leader once told me that even if he were more than ten years younger, he would probably still have a hard time defeating Lan Canghai."

Because every time he fought Lan Canghai, Lan became stronger than the last time.

Even among the most outstanding individuals, there are differences. Lan Canghai is arguably the strongest among those below the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top in Southern Xinjiang.

Even in the Central Plains region, he would be among the top existences of his rank.

Wei Sheng's face was ashen.

"Lan Canghai is so powerful!" Zhou Qing was shocked. When he faced Lan Canghai just now, he really felt that he didn't have much of a chance of winning and could at most barely save his life.

"The old sect leader and the Su family patriarch have probably used a secret technique to extend their lifespan. Regardless of the final outcome, they will not live much longer."

Even if Lan Canghai is injured, we may not be a match for them if the two are defeated.

Rather than staying here and increasing casualties, it's better to take this opportunity to leave. As long as we're alive, we can always rebuild."

Wei Sheng was clearly not optimistic about the outcome of this battle. Even if it was two against one, he believed that Lan Canghai had a better chance of winning.

“Actually, if it weren’t for Master, Senior Sister, and Senior Brother being here, I would have wanted to escape from the very beginning,” Zhou Qing sighed.

Upon hearing this, Wei Sheng suddenly smiled, his face filled with satisfaction, and said:
"With your words, our time as master and disciple has not been in vain."

Being able to become your teacher is perhaps the most commendable thing I've ever done in my life.

Seeing Wei Sheng looking like he was making his final arrangements, Zhou Qing shook his head and said, "Master, you may have misunderstood. What I meant by saying this was to let you go."

"I'm leaving?" Wei Sheng was taken aback.

“You may be thinking of staying here to help the old sect leader and live and die with him, but that has no real meaning,” Zhou Qing said bluntly.

"I understand," Wei Sheng said in a low voice.

“No! You don’t understand,” Zhou Qing said, shaking his head.

“If you leave here, I will have no more worries. It would be best if the old sect leader could kill Lan Canghai. If he loses, I can lend him a hand. At the very least, I can take him with me. If you stay here, I will be restricted and unable to use my full strength.”

As he spoke, Zhou Qing's clothes fluttered without wind, and the power of heaven and earth began to gather around him. Supported by this power, he slowly rose into the air. "This is... the power of heaven and earth!" Wei Sheng exclaimed in surprise.

Standing in mid-air is the ability of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top realm.

One must at least cultivate to the peak of twelve blood exchanges and have initially drawn upon the power of heaven and earth to barely achieve this.

Regardless of how Zhou Qing achieved this, the power of heaven and earth surrounding him cannot be faked, because Wei Sheng had sensed it many times on the old sect leader Wan Shentong and remembered it vividly.

Wei Sheng was caught in a struggle, and after a moment of silence, he made a decision.

"Aqing, take care! Do everything within your capabilities!"

"Let's go, Master!" Zhou Qing said solemnly. "We'll meet in Black Mountain Town."

Wei Sheng nodded heavily, clenched his fist, and a wisp of black smoke slowly gathered around him. He charged into the forest like a ferocious humanoid beast.

With Wei Sheng's arrival, the situation changed dramatically in an instant.

Several of the top experts of the Witch God Sect died at Zhou Qing's hands, and now there isn't even a single martial artist at the Qi and Blood Dragon Realm in the team.

When Wei Sheng, a veteran who had undergone six blood transfusions, joined the battlefield, he was like a tiger among sheep. Ordinary blood transfusion realm cultivators were no match for him, and as for bone refining realm martial artists, they were crippled by a mere graze or killed by a single touch.

After Wei Sheng left, Zhou Qing slowly descended from mid-air.

Although he could initially use the power of heaven and earth to stand in the air, it put a great burden on his physical body. He only showed off his strength to put Wei Sheng at ease.

"I hope I won't have to do anything," Zhou Qing said, standing before the bronze cauldron.

The best outcome would be for Lan Canghai to die at the hands of Wan Shentong and Su Tiancheng.

They almost all perished together.

The worst outcome was that the two of them lost to Lan Canghai.

Although he really wanted to help the two of them and completely eliminate the hidden danger of Lan Canghai, Zhou Qing dared not enter the bronze cauldron.

This cauldron should have its own internal space, and it is at least a complete third-tier divine weapon.

Once inside the cauldron, it's certain that life or death will be decided.

He was willing to fight for the Wei family, but Wan Shentong, the patriarch of the Five Poisons Sect, was not worth risking his life for; this was the first time the two sides had met.

boom! boom! boom!
The continuous roar from inside the bronze cauldron shook Zhou Qing's mind and made his blood surge.

“These three are truly extraordinary. Even the Venerable Xuanzhu back then hadn’t seen many Blood Exchange Realm cultivators stronger than these three.” At this moment, Xuanzhu’s voice suddenly rang in Zhou Qing’s mind.

"However, things don't seem too good!"

"What do you mean?" Zhou Qing's expression changed slightly. Could it be that the battle would be decided so soon?

"How come this bronze cauldron is so similar to a mysterious weapon in the memories of Venerable Xuanzhu?" Xuanzhu fell into deep thought.

"A Xuanbing?!" Zhou Qing's heart skipped a beat. That was a fourth-tier divine weapon, a legendary treasure.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm not saying this bronze cauldron is a Xuanbing (mysterious weapon), but it's very similar to it, so there must be some connection between them. It might be a replica of a fourth-tier Xuanbing."

Even so, it is still the top-tier among third-tier divine weapons.

With such a powerful treasure by his side, he has a good chance of defeating two martial artists of the same level.

Even if the other two are not weak, Xuanzhu analyzed.

"This is troublesome." Zhou Qing's face was ashen.

On the other hand, with Wei Sheng's arrival, the followers of the Witch God Cult suffered heavy casualties.

As a purple signal flare soared into the sky, the followers of the Witch God Cult retreated like a tide, leaving behind only corpses scattered on the ground.

However, the convoy suffered heavy casualties because the warriors initially fled in disarray and were ambushed by members of the Witch God Cult.

Of the more than 300 people in the group, more than 100 were killed or wounded, but most of them were the family members of the martial artists, mostly the elderly, women and children.

At this moment, the cries of the wounded and the anguish of those who had lost their loved ones could be heard continuously from the field.

"Listen up, everyone! First, settle the wounded in the spacious carriages. Those martial artists who still have the strength should immediately clean up the battlefield, discard all items except for food and money, and leave this place as soon as possible!"

After the battle ended, Wei Sheng announced loudly and began to direct the retreat.

The group quickly cleaned up the battlefield and dug a pit on the spot to bury the bodies of their relatives.

Although they did not want to leave their loved ones' bodies in the wild, they had no choice but to do so under the threat of death.

In less than fifteen minutes, the convoy regrouped and began to detour towards Heishan Town.

Those who originally wanted to return to Nanli County City by the same route mostly died in the first ambush. Even if the remaining people still wanted to leave, they were afraid of encountering the followers of the Witch God Cult again.

As the convoy slowly drove away from the official road, Miaoyin immediately came to Zhou Qing's side.

"Lang Jun!"

"Miaoyin, you will leave with the convoy as well." Zhou Qing nodded.

“But…” Miaoyin hesitated. Although she knew that staying here would be pointless, as Zhou Qing’s concubine, she was his woman and could not abandon him in this time of crisis.

"Go quickly, don't worry about me. I have a second-tier top-grade Gu worm with me, so protecting myself won't be a problem," Zhou Qing said with a smile.

"My lord, I'll be waiting for you to come back!" Miaoyin nodded heavily and returned to the caravan, turning back every few steps.

(End of this chapter)