Xuanxia

Chapter 710: Diverting trouble to the east
"What the hell is going on?!"

At the gate of Tongtian Sect, a young disciple looked in horror at his fellow disciples lying in front of the main hall. The bright red on the snow stung his eyes, and the things in his hands fell to the ground with a clatter.

He was a disciple who went down the mountain to the city to buy things, and happened to avoid this disaster.

"Xiao Sun, you, you're back?!"

A surprised voice came from the front of the hall: "Come, come quickly!"

"Senior Brother Ma!" Xiao Sun was delighted and ran forward quickly.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he passed his fellow disciples lying on the ground.

These people are not dead.

They just lost too much blood and had their tendons in their limbs broken, so they were all limp and powerless.

With the strong vitality of practitioners, they will not die in this situation as long as someone rescues them.

And with the financial resources of Tongtian Sect, it is not difficult for everyone to recover - their cultivation foundation may be affected to some extent, but they are not the ones who dream of becoming the best in the world. It is enough for them to have the ability to continue to be domineering in Baizeng City.

At this time, Ma Qiyue was still pinned to the pillar by the pointed iron rod, his face as pale as paper due to the pain.

Not far away, the leader of Tongtian Sect, the old man, was sitting at the top of the steps. His eyes were a little dazed, and his mouth kept opening and closing, and no one knew what he was saying.

"Brother Ma, what happened?"

Xiao Sun ran to Ma Qiyue, hurriedly and cautiously pulled out the iron rod, helped him sit down, and then asked nervously.

Ma Qiyue coughed twice, spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and said viciously: "It was revenge by the enemy."

"Enemy?"

Xiao Sun looked a little puzzled: "Who in the entire Yushan Province dares to be our enemy?"

"He's from outside..." Ma Qiyue cursed a few times, then sneered: "But fortunately, the guy named Wu Yan is a fool."

"Wu Yan? Idiot?" Xiao Sun was even more confused.

"I panicked at the time and said that there was someone behind the Tongtian Sect who was not to be messed with."

Ma Qiyue said with a gloomy face: "Actually, I shouldn't have said it... It would be better if I didn't say it. If I said it, I would definitely die."

Xiao Sun's eyes narrowed slightly.

Indeed.

Since there is someone behind you, the best way, of course, is to kill you all, leaving no one alive, erase all clues, and then run as far away as possible - in this way, even if the big man behind you wants to investigate and hunt you down, it will take a lot of time.

"Then why..." He considered his words but didn't know how to ask.

"Then why are we still alive, right?"

Ma Qiyue sneered, "How should I know? A loser who wants revenge but dares not, a killer who suddenly says he won't kill anyone and leaves for no apparent reason. Otherwise, I would say he is a fool?"

"Then we..." A fierce look flashed in Xiao Sun's eyes.

"Of course we have to kill them!"

Ma Qiyue's face was filled with ruthlessness: "In less than two days, it will be the day for us to pay tribute, and those big shots will come - in two days, Wu Yan will not be able to leave Yushan Province!"

"But..." Xiao Sun hesitated: "Those adults, will they dislike us?"

Ma Qiyue was stunned by these words.

He lowered his head and murmured, "Yeah, yeah... They already look down on us. What will they do if something like this happens? What will they do?"

As he thought about it, his face became struggling.

After a while, he ordered, "Xiao Sun, you... go to the prescription and get me some healing medicine."

"Oh, good!"

Xiao Sun stood up and glanced at his fellow disciples around him: "Bring more?"

“No need.” Ma Qiyue shook his head: “After I recover, we will carry them into the room and heal their wounds slowly.”

Xiao Sun responded and left quickly.

After a while, he came back quickly with a bottle of pills in his hand. He poured out a few pills, stuffed one into Ma Qiyue's mouth, and crushed the rest and smeared them on the broken tendons of his limbs.

This pill was extremely effective. It took effect immediately after being applied. Ma Qiyue's face soon turned rosy, and the wounds where the tendons of his hands and feet were cut quickly grew granulations and formed scabs.

After a while, he slowly stood up with his hands on the ground.

It can be seen that the weakness caused by the broken tendons has not been fully recovered. His hands and feet are still trembling and weak, but this recovery ability is already amazing enough.

"go……"

He ordered again: "Go and make some more empty beds so that we can carry the person."

Xiao Sun agreed hurriedly, turned around and ran away again.

This time, Ma Qiyue looked at the other person's back with deep eyes, and silently picked up the pointed iron rod from the ground. Then, he slowly stepped onto the stairs and walked towards his father.

The old master raised his head and looked at him, and opened his mouth: "Kid, I can't hear you."

"Father, I haven't spoken yet."

Ma Qiyue's mouth twitched, and then he slowly said: "But I do have something to say to you."

The old sect leader tilted his head and stretched his ear forward, as if trying hard to hear clearly, but his ear canal was already broken with blood flowing from it.

"I never thought that our Tongtian Sect would fall to this point in one day."

Ma Qiyue lowered his voice and said in a deep voice that only he could hear: "We are now useless to that lord and those lords... They may take action to avenge us for their own face, but we will also be reduced to dust."

"We have been dominating Bai Zeng City for so many years. I don't know how many people want to eat our flesh and blood. The man today is just one of them. If we are really disabled, our future life will be worse than death."

"In this case, why don't I take the treasures of our Tongtian Sect and go to them alone - I am still somewhat useful."

"I have money and value. When the time comes, I will ask them to help me avenge the extermination of my clan. Only then will they be willing to help me...right, father?"

As he spoke, he looked down at his father with a hideous smile.

The old master still didn't hear what he said, but he understood his son's expression. He showed a look of horror and said in a hoarse voice: "Son, you are going to do..."

The next moment, the pointed iron rod had pierced his throat!
The old sect leader’s eyes widened, and a large amount of foamy blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, and the expression in his eyes slowly dissipated.

"Brother Ma?! What are you doing?!"

"Are you crazy?"

"How did you attack the Sect Master?!"

At the bottom of the stairs, the collapsed Tongtian Sect disciples were all shocked and furious when they saw this scene. They didn't care about their fatigue and started shouting one after another.

Ma Qiyue pretended not to hear anything and pulled back the iron rod. He watched his father fall to the ground with a thud. The blood from his mouth, nose and throat quickly flowed down the stairs, soaking the snow under his feet.

"Stop shouting."

He said coldly: "In the future, I will definitely avenge you."

After saying this, he carried the iron rod and walked down the stairs step by step towards his former fellow disciples.

They got drunk together, flirted with women together, and bullied ordinary people together...

A trace of pity flashed across Ma Qiyue's eyes, and he stabbed one man to death with a stick.

The scolding around became louder.

But as he stabbed his fellow disciples to death one after another, the curses gradually turned into pleas for mercy and cries.

Then, these sounds gradually faded away until they disappeared.

Ma Qiyue grabbed the hem of his clothes and wiped the blood off the tip of the iron rod. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Sun, who was stunned and terrified not far away.

"Brother Sun, come here."

He called out, "Don't be afraid. You saved me. I won't do anything to you. I will take you with me to seek refuge with those big shots."

"Brother Ma..." Xiao Sun said in a trembling voice, "What do you want to do?"

"Oh yeah, you don't know yet."

Ma Qiyue smiled and said, "Brother, this is what I think. We can intercept a portion of the Tongtian Sect's wealth and use the rest to pay tribute to those bigwigs and ask for their protection..."

"Will they protect us?" Xiao Sun was attracted by his words and was no longer so scared. After he calmed down a little, he asked.

"Will do."

Ma Qiyue nodded: "They not only want profit, but also fame. Dozens of people from our Tongtian Sect were killed. Such a big thing left us two orphans. They will definitely support us..."

"It's troublesome and difficult to support a sect, but it's not too bad to support two people, right?"

Hearing him say this, Xiao Sun became somewhat interested.

He nodded after thinking about it: "Yes, there are only two of us. We are not useless trash and can help them..."

"good."

Ma Qiyue came up to him, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you saved me, I won't hurt you, let's go to those big shots together."

A hint of gratitude flashed in Xiao Sun's eyes: "Okay, Senior Brother Ma! Then I need to be precise... um!"

He was halfway through his words when his face suddenly twisted!

It was a pointed iron rod, which stabbed hard into his heart!
"I'm sorry, Xiaosun."

Ma Qiyue's facial features were also twisted together, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What happened today must not be known to anyone else. Brother Ma, I don't trust anyone! You... sacrificed yourself for all of us, right?"

(End of this chapter)