Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 7 The mantis stalks the cicada
As the sun gradually sank below the horizon, the Sanqing Mountain at dusk unfolded before Anzhi's eyes like a magnificent painting.

Standing atop the mountain and looking down, the village under the setting sun resembles a dazzling gem, nestled in the embrace of nature. People live on this beautiful land, enjoying a harmonious coexistence with nature.

Anzhi was very hardworking and excited today. She cleaned the entire Fudi area in the afternoon. She was full of energy and wanted to keep moving at all times, and she was looking forward to the daylight coming to an end.

Anzhi was practicing the sword techniques Meng Hong had taught her in the dream in the courtyard with a peach wood sword. Halfway through her practice, she suddenly realized something: Fan had gone into the Sanqing Hall and hadn't returned for a whole day.

She looked up at the mountaintop, where the sun was about to set. Holding the peach wood sword in her hand, Anzhi ran quickly toward the gate of the blessed land.

With a swift, swift pace, Anzhi stepped out of the gate of the Sanqing Blessed Land in just a few steps.

"where are you going?"

Anzhi, who had already left the house, suddenly heard a voice behind her. She held her breath, stood still, and slowly turned around. She saw Fan Jin sitting on the threshold, staring blankly at the sun about to set over the mountaintop.

"Uncle-Master, why are you sitting here? I'm coming to find you." Anzhi skipped over to Fan Jin's side.

After spending these few days with Fan Jin, Anzhi felt that this old man was not as difficult to get along with as everyone said. On the contrary, perhaps because of his age, he was actually very easy to get along with, just like Anzhi's grandfather.

Fan Jin looked at An Zhi, whose face was beaming with sunshine, and pointed with his cane at the setting sun: "Isn't it beautiful?"

Looking along Fan Jin's cane, the setting sun, like a dazzling gem, slowly slid down the mountain, leaving behind a golden-red afterglow, with several wild geese flying freely in the afterglow.

"Beautiful!" Anzhi exclaimed involuntarily.

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful." Fan Jin said, standing up with the help of her cane. She knew Anzhi wanted to go out at this time, so she walked into the courtyard without looking back: "Come back early, and don't wander off."

Anzhi was dumbfounded. This old man was acting strangely. He had originally intended to ask about what happened at the Sanqing Hall today, but he decided to let it go.

suddenly,

The snake slithered out of Anzhi's arms, peered around cautiously, and said, "Aren't you leaving?"

Without thinking twice, Anzhi turned and ran down the mountain.

night.

The woods behind the mountain seem to be shrouded in mystery, giving people a sense of tranquility and dreaminess.

In this secluded forest, moonlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the damp soil.

"Wait, don't go." The spirit snake suddenly said in a low voice.

Anzhi slowly squatted down, looked around, and asked in confusion, "Snake Baby, what's wrong?"

The serpent climbed onto a tree branch and whispered, "This way."

Anzhi quickly arrived at the tree the spirit snake had mentioned. Sure enough, in a depression in the forest, a group of people were walking around in the dark. Although their voices were very soft, a buzzing sound could still be heard.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, Luo Ling and her entourage rushed in from the back.

"Everyone, stay alert. Senior Brother and I will go in first. If anything happens, provide immediate support." After giving the instructions, Luo Ling came to Ke Dasheng and said, "Senior Brother, we must capture this man tonight."

Koda said confidently, "Don't worry, I released two fourth-tier demon spirits, which will lure this person out."

An Zhi was stunned. Last night, they wiped out all the demons in the back mountain. Judging from their posture, they were definitely coming for him. Moreover, his cultivation was still very weak. If he was caught or discovered, things would be difficult to handle later.

"Snake Baby, let's go. They're obviously after us tonight." An Zhi tiptoed out of the woods.

The spirit snake thought the same thing. With An Zhi's current cultivation level, once he was discovered, he would become the target of everyone's attacks and be crushed into dust by Luo Ling and her group. Therefore, he could only develop in a stealthy manner.

The woods behind the mountain were like a canopy, with branches and leaves spreading out. Taking advantage of the dark and windy night, Anzhi and Lingshe quickly came out.

Somewhat disappointed, Anzhi was about to leave with regret when he suddenly sensed a demonic aura wafting from the archway.

Anzhi was surprised and excited at the same time, because she could already smell the demonic aura, which meant that the spiritual power was working.

"Snake Treasure, Snake Treasure, over there at the archway!" Anzhi pointed in the direction of the Sanqing Palace archway with his training peach wood sword.

The spirit snake asked, "Master, did you sense something?"

"A demon!" Anzhi, a little excited, drew his sword and walked towards the archway. "Haha, I can smell the demon now." The archway straddled the double dragon gates, majestic and imposing. The pavilions soared across a rainbow ridge, magnificent and spectacular. The three characters "Sanqing Palace" above the archway, having stood firm for a thousand years, were still eye-catching and dazzling.

A strong wind blew, and the leaves on the ground swirled and floated in the air, while the calls of animals rose and fell all around.

The demonic aura grew stronger, and Anzhi felt a chill run down her spine. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at the spirit snake on her shoulder: "Snake Treasure, can you... can you sense where it is?"

The serpent looked around, its antennae like radar searching everywhere, but found nothing: "If only you had a magical artifact."

The importance of magical artifacts to demon hunters is self-evident. Different artifacts have different functions, but right now Anzhi only has a peach wood sword used for disciple training, so he can't find the demon's location at all.

Suddenly, Anzhi's vision was covered by a red silk cloth, and countless faceless figures flickered and appeared around him.

"Demon, take this!" Before the spirit snake could speak, Anzhi thrust his sword forward, but missed.

Faced with the ever-changing spirits and demons, Anzhi dropped his peach wood sword, gathered spiritual energy in his palms, and unleashed a palm lightning attack on the phantom in front of him.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

"Let me play with you for a bit."

"Little girl, why are you playing with palm grenades for no reason?"

Hollow voices echoed around like a curse, alternating between male and female voices. As the voices grew more urgent, a strong wind blew up. A leaf flew across Anzhi's cheek, immediately cutting a gash from which blood flowed freely.

A fourth-tier demon spirit is only one step away from advancing to the demon level, so its abilities must be very strong.

"Master, don't be afraid, these demons are not dangerous!" the spirit snake reassured her again.

Anzhi touched the blood on his cheek and asked incredulously, "The Wind-Scraping Blade."

The spirit snake said, "These demons claim to be fourth-tier demon spirits, but they have been sealed by the disciples of the Three Pure Ones for a long time and have long lost their fourth-tier habits. In reality, their abilities are only those of third-tier demon spirits. Trust yourself, you're more than capable of making mistakes."

The snake's words reassured Anzhi, who immediately gathered his spiritual energy and retaliated with palm lightning. Although each attack hit the illusion, as the number of attacks increased, Anzhi gradually sensed the location of the demon spirit's true form.

Given Anzhi's current state, he couldn't discern the type or attributes of this fourth-tier demon spirit. He only sensed that the demon was incredibly powerful, capable of infinite transformations, and, more importantly, able to turn anything on the ground into a sharp blade.

The fourth-tier demon spirit was enraged: "Little girl, I didn't realize that even Ke Dasheng couldn't dodge my illusory ice blade, yet you dodged it four times in a row, hahahahaha, watch out, take this!"

As soon as the sound fell, the scattered leaves on the ground were quickly gathered and transformed into a giant sword, which was about to be cleaved down.

"Palm Thunder." An Zhi dodged while continuously unleashing Palm Thunder to block the sharp swords formed from the leaves.

It worked as expected. Sparks flew after the lightning struck the palm, immediately igniting the giant sword formed from leaves.

The giant sword instantly shattered into countless leaves, which fluttered and fell into the air.

Because the greatsword was too sharp and powerful, it still managed to cut Anzhi's arm as it fell.

Seeing this, Anzhi picked up the peach wood sword from the ground, closed his eyes for three seconds, gathered his spiritual energy at the tip of the sword, and then slashed it down.

Ow...

The wails of the demons echoed once more from the Sanqing Palace archway. The sound was so loud that it alerted Luo Ling, Ke Dasheng, and the others who were lurking in the distant woods. They quickly led their men toward the archway.

Having successfully slain the demon, Ke Anzhi remained kneeling on one knee, unable to stand up, and a stream of blood flowed from his sleeve.

"Master, hurry, they're coming!" The spirit snake immediately sensed the impending danger.

Despite the excruciating pain, Anzhi picked up the four demon spirit seals from the ground with his peach wood sword and limped after the spirit snake in another direction.

When Luo Ling and Ke Dasheng arrived, all that remained was blood on the ground and the sounds of wailing all around.

"Senior brother, even the fourth-tier demon spirits have been killed. It seems this person is no ordinary person." Luo Ling dipped her finger in the blood on the ground.

Kodakson remained calm, after all, a fourth-tier demon spirit was nothing more than a piece of cake in front of him: "He has been seriously injured by the demon spirit, everyone quickly split up to search."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)