The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 294 Damn it, damn it, truly damn it! (6k)

At this moment, Yan Sen looked down at the two men's disheveled appearance and sneered.

"That's true. She left a seal in your sea of ​​consciousness, preventing outsiders from searching your souls, but she didn't erase your related memories."

He stroked his chin, his tone laced with sarcasm and incomprehension.

"She's just too kind-hearted and can't bring herself to be ruthless. I really don't know how someone like that could break through to the late stage of the Spirit Severing Realm in such a short time?"

“Our cultivation levels were the same before.”

Then, he snapped his fingers lightly, and the invisible force that had been binding Zhou Qing like shackles instantly dissipated.

Zhou Qing's knees buckled, and he almost collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.

Ignoring his own surging blood and qi, he quickly stumbled and crawled to Lu Yaoyao's side. Only after making sure she was alright did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, he slowly turned his head to look at Yan Sen, his bloodshot eyes blazing with suppressed anger.

"Tell me, how exactly did you get in? And don't try anything funny, my patience is limited."

Yan Sen's triangular eyes flashed with a fierce light: "Otherwise, I will show you what it means to wish for death but not to live."

Zhou Qing forcibly suppressed his surging murderous intent, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty.

But he was powerless at the moment; the gap was simply too great, and any resistance would be futile.

but--

He thought of the Azure Flame Tortoise, a Great Perfection Realm cultivator at the Spirit Slaying stage, which had severely injured Shen Hanyi in the Kunpeng Forbidden Zone.

This is only the outer perimeter of the palace. According to Number Six, there are definitely demon emperors inside.

A bold plan quietly took shape in his mind. To break the deadlock, he had to be patient for the time being and get involved himself.

"After the six-colored magic array is activated, is there a transparent old man's phantom in the lower right corner?"

Zhou Qing spoke, his voice low but calm.

Yan Sen's eyes lit up instantly, and he couldn't help but lean forward beneath his black robe: "That's right!"

"That old man was an ancient roc king who perished in our Eastern Region long ago."

Zhou Qing paused for a moment, then continued, "He went in there before and left some special techniques on it, and I inherited his legacy."

"That's why Senior Shen was willing to take us along."

Yan Sen frowned, then suddenly realized: "Convergence, perception, and deception?"

Zhou Qing nodded: "That's right!"

"I see! You should have said so earlier! Show me how to use it!" Yan Sen urged impatiently.

Zhou Qing turned to look at Lu Yaoyao, whose pale face was filled with worry, and gently shook her head.

He responded with a reassuring smile, assuring her to relax.

Then, its body shone with golden light and transformed into a golden-winged roc that blotted out the sky.

Yan Sen's eyes gleamed, his greedy expression undisguised: "It has both form and power, what is this technique called?"

Zhou Qing transformed back into human form, his robes fluttering in the wind: "The Imperial Scripture!"

"The Imperial Scripture? What a fine name! This must be your good fortune!" Yan Sen smiled broadly and affectionately patted the dust off Zhou Qing's body.

"Look at you, it's such a simple thing, why did you have to make such a big fuss? It's really hurting our relationship!"

[Heart Judgment Points +6]

The next moment, the "ants" above Yan Sen's head instantly turned into "dead men".

Zhou Qing remained calm, but a sharp glint was hidden in his eyes.

This was entirely expected.

The Imperial Scripture originates from the ancient bloodline of the Golden-Winged Roc. Even the half-pure-blooded Roc King only awakened this supernatural power after going through countless tribulations.

How could such supernatural power not arouse Yan Sen's murderous intent?
If it weren't for Second Uncle's intervention, Xuan Yuan Shuo might have already taken action against him.

"Let's go, let's go, there's no time to lose, let's go take a look!"

Yan Sen couldn't wait to wave his arm, tearing open a dark rift in the void, and a flying boat covered with strange runes slowly sailed out.

Before Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao could react, an invisible force swept them up and hurled them heavily into the flying boat.

In an instant, the flying boat shot through the sky like an arrow, leaving only a fleeting black shadow.

……

The next day, Shen Yunzhou walked out from the depths of the sect with a satisfied look on his face, surrounded by a thick, decaying aura.

"Great, Brother Zhou, my artistic level has increased dramatically this time. I would like to borrow your esteemed place to go into seclusion for a while..."

His voice trailed off as he realized that the surroundings were eerily quiet, and Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao, who were supposed to be guarding outside, were nowhere to be seen.

"They went back?" Shen Yunzhou scratched his head, full of doubt.

That shouldn't be the case. Didn't we agree to wait for him?

Even if they have to leave, they'll leave some kind of message or something, right?

At this moment, the black and gold poop-pusher in his arms suddenly jumped down, stretched its front paws over its head to sense something, and then hurriedly crawled off in one direction.

Shen Yunzhou, looking puzzled, followed them.

Soon, two pools of blood were seen at the mountain gate, and the black gold dog owner was circling around them and pointing them out to Shen Yunzhou.

Shen Yunzhou frowned, then immediately bent down and sniffed it.

"Fresh, at most one day from start to finish!"

Shen Yunzhou muttered to himself, then looked up, glanced around, and his face instantly darkened.

Because there was a layer of obvious bluestone dust on the ground, and the spiderweb-like cracks on the nearby boulder were shocking.

There were also messy footprints on the ground.

It should be noted that, like the previous ones, this sect was almost impossible to tell from the outside that it had been destroyed.

Even inside, almost all the buildings are intact, so how could there be any signs of a fight here?

"Could it be that the people from the Golden Thunder Sect have returned? Brother Zhou and Sister Lu have been ambushed?"

Thinking of this, Shen Yunzhou clenched his fists, his aura suddenly turned icy cold, and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

Without hesitation, he immediately bit his finger and dripped a drop of his blood onto one of the puddles.

Then his hands quickly formed hand seals.

When he was building his foundation, his older sister found him a wisp of Heavenly Dao Qi ranked fourteenth—Wen Gu!
When he condenses his Nascent Soul, the enhancement he receives is called [Blood Illumination].

This "blood photo" can recreate the scene around the traces left by others.

In order to comprehend the artistic conception, he often relied on the saliva, blood, or excrement left behind by those demon kings and demon emperors to find the direction in which they left.

However, there is a time limit; once it exceeds about five days, it can no longer be condensed.

At this moment, as he formed hand seals faster and faster, dense blood-red runes suddenly appeared on the ground.

The runes began to twist and turn, absorbing all the remaining energy from the surrounding area.

Before long, a hazy light and shadow were projected onto the bloodstain, until it became increasingly solid.

Soon, he saw a familiar figure, gripping Lu Yaoyao's throat tightly and looking mockingly at Zhou Qing, who was frozen in front of him and unable to move.

"Yan Sen—"

Shen Yunzhou's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he roared.

He never expected that Yan Sen would find him so quietly and treat his two good friends so cruelly.

"It's the Kunpeng Palace where the Transformation Medicine that my older sister brought back for me is located!"

Although there was no sound in the light and shadow, Shen Yunzhou immediately guessed the key.

After all, when they talked about the "smiling tiger" last time, Lu Yaoyao told him in detail what happened that day.

It was obvious that Yan Sen's return indicated his intention to re-enter the ruins.

Sure enough, at the end of the scene, Yan Sen took the two of them onto the flying boat, which then disappeared instantly.

"Damn it, damn it, I really deserve to die!"

Shen Yunzhou clenched his fists, his spiritual energy surging around him, and kicked the stone pillar next to him hard. The stone pillar shattered with a sound, and the fragments of stone flew everywhere.

At this moment, he was filled with regret and anger, because he had implicated them because of his own actions.

But right now, he has no idea where that island is.

"Lu Yaoyao seems to have mentioned that it's at the border. Yes, the border. Zhou Qing and I went there last time."

At this moment, Shen Yunzhou disregarded everything else and immediately took out his flying boat, chasing after the direction where Yan Sen had disappeared.

"If you harm my friend in the slightest, I, Shen Yunzhou, will risk my life to make you pay for your crime in blood and suffer a terrible death!"

Shen Yunzhou gritted his teeth, his voice filled with determination and killing intent.

……

On the flying boat, Zhou Qing slowly withdrew his hand from Lu Yaoyao's back, his spiritual energy retreating back into his meridians like silk threads.

Then she asked softly, "How are you feeling?"

Lu Yaoyao's face was still a little pale, but fortunately, with the circulation of the "Ice Purity Technique" and the spiritual power that Zhou Qing had previously inputted, her breathing gradually stabilized.

She nodded slightly, glancing at Yan Sen, who was meditating with his eyes closed on the deck ahead, and quietly transmitted her voice.

"Senior Brother Zhou, isn't the next opening of that secret realm a thousand years from now? If they find they can't get in when we get there, won't they kill us on the spot to vent their anger?"

Zhou Qing followed her gaze and stared at Yan Sen's back, his eyes surging with murderous intent.

But the situation was urgent; he was almost squeezing you to death. What could I do?

Moreover, if he had continued to claim ignorance, given Yan Sen's despicable nature, he would have definitely torn through space and taken them back to Taiqing Sect.

At that time, the entire sect will likely be stained with blood, forcing them to submit.

At that point, the damage will only be greater.

So, he had no choice but to take a gamble!
Once they left the sect and arrived at that island, they tried their luck with the help of [Dual Pupils] and [Daily Insight].

After all, Yan Sen had already sentenced them to death. Whether it was the secret of the Six-Colored Magic Array or the "Emperor's Scripture," he would never let them come back alive.

Since that's the case, we might as well take a gamble.

"Follow me closely when the time comes!" Zhou Qing said with a frosty expression.

Looking at his determined profile, Lu Yaoyao nodded vigorously, a resolute glint in her eyes.

She didn't want to ask her father too much about his plans. Since she was old enough to understand, such life-or-death crises had been a constant companion, and she had long been accustomed to surviving in the dark.

Now I just want to avoid being a burden and focus on recovering as quickly as possible.

Zhou Qing watched quietly, pondering what to do next.

On the other side of the border, Xuanyuan Shuo, Jiao Huang, Qingluo Beast, and Weilun Demon were originally potential allies, but now they have no chance to make contact with them at all.

Besides, given those guys' personalities, who would want to get involved in this mess?

Don't forget, Yan Sen also mentioned that an "Uncle Ba" was waiting.

To be the uncle of a mid-stage Spirit Slaying Realm expert, one's strength must be unfathomable.

This is indeed a difficult situation. It seems this is truly a matter of life and death!

Zhou Qing frowned even more deeply.

……

Yan Sen's flying boat was covered in dark runes and moved at an astonishing speed, even briefly tearing through space.

Whenever its energy is fully charged, it will escape into a spatial rift to travel through.

The journey, which would normally take at least three months to complete using teleportation arrays in various prefectures, was crossed to the border in just over ten days.

Zhou Qing gazed down at the black Great Wall that stretched like a giant python, silently hoping that Xuan Yuan Shuo would appear there.

However, the flying boat swept past the defense line without any hindrance and plunged straight into the demon territory, shattering his last hope.

Fortunately, Lu Yaoyao has almost fully recovered and quietly took out a picture book, looking at it with a frown.

The image above depicts a middle-aged man with a weathered face, wielding a broken sword, constantly battling various demon emperors.

In one corner, a little girl was huddled up, trembling all over.

She tried to find some traces that could rival the Spirit Severing Realm by following her memories, but unfortunately, she found nothing.

Perhaps because of my arrival, I have unknowingly changed many of the established routes.

The reason my father agreed to that smiling tiger was entirely because of himself.

But what if she weren't there? Wouldn't there have been different choices and developments?

Thinking of this, she looked up at the figure with furrowed brows, her heart filled with self-reproach.

Seemingly noticing Lu Yaoyao's gaze, Zhou Qing turned his head slightly and revealed a smile.

"Don't worry, I'm here!" Zhou Qing transmitted his voice.

Lu Yaoyao's eyes reddened, and she nodded vigorously.

"If it's truly a situation where death is inevitable, then you really can't abandon me this time!"

Lu Yaoyao muttered to herself, the fear and unease in her eyes gradually dissipating, replaced by a sense of calm.

【Today's post is being refreshed...】

【The new post has been saved in the odd post record, please check it in time. 】

Just as Zhou Qing was frowning in worry, a familiar notification sound suddenly rang in his mind.

This left him momentarily stunned, then his face lit up with ecstasy.

Randomly posted, randomly posted, you're being way too random.

Without a second thought, Zhou Qing immediately focused his divine sense on the Strange Book Record.

Soon, a yellowish-brown post quietly appeared among them.

[A cursed incantation: This can be injected into another person's body. The victim will suffer a bloody disaster, ranging from severe injury and disability to death. The effect lasts for three days!]

[Note: This post is ten times more powerful than a post about bad luck. Use with extreme caution! The cycle of karma exists, and the caster may have to bear the corresponding karmic consequences.]

Upon seeing the newly refreshed post, Zhou Qing carefully read the relevant introduction and burst into tears of joy.

They're about to die, so what's wrong with bearing the consequences?

This is a post about misfortune, ten times worse than a post about bad luck. Damn it, if I don't use Yan Sen for something, I'll be doing this post a disservice.

I'm going to make you taste the bitterness of bloodshed.

After all, once you enter the Kunpeng Palace, you will be forcibly expelled within five days.

Three days is enough!

"We've arrived!" Just then, Yan Sen slowly turned his head, a sinister glint flashing in his triangular eyes.

Just as Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao propped themselves up, before they could even get a clear view of the island below, the flying boat suddenly turned into black mist and disappeared.

An invisible force gripped them, dragging them down at high speed.

As soon as my feet touched the ground, a bone-chilling cold spread from the soles of my feet.

The two were now beneath a six-colored pillar of light that shot into the sky. In the blinding light, countless runes could be vaguely seen writhing like snakes.

In front of the beam of light, an old man wearing a cloak stood with his back turned, his half-face, half-grayish-blue, covered with spiderweb-like lines.

The withered fingers kept tapping on the magic circle, producing a crisp sound like metal striking stone.

Yan Weiyi turned around abruptly, his turbid gaze sweeping over Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao, and he sneered, "One is at the Nascent Soul Realm, and the other is at the Spirit Transformation Realm. Is this the person you said could break the restriction?"

He slammed his calloused hand heavily onto the magic array, causing the air to vibrate. "Are they even capable of keeping up in terms of cultivation level, or in terms of array master rank? Isn't this ridiculous?"

Yan Sen, however, clapped his hands and laughed, "Eighth Uncle, everyone has their own expertise. Sometimes, using minimal force can turn the tide."

Yan Weiyi waved his hand irritably, his withered face twitching a few times: "Let them try."

Yan Sen looked at Zhou Qing with a half-smile.

Zhou Qing suddenly straightened his back and said clearly, "I can't open it!"

"boom!"

A terrifying pressure poured down like a tidal wave, and Zhou Qing felt as if a thousand mountains were pressing down on his head, causing his knees to snap and he to kneel on the ground.

The right leg bone broke under the heavy pressure, but fortunately, it healed again after a faint golden light flashed.

Lu Yaoyao cried out and lunged forward, but was knocked back by an invisible wall of energy.

"Are you playing me?" Yan Sen slowly approached, the air cracking under the strain, and the ground cracking wherever he passed.

"I can't break this formation, but I can get in!" Zhou Qing gritted his teeth, blood trickling down the corner of his mouth.

The oppressive aura suddenly dissipated, and Yan Sen's brows furrowed into a tight knot: "What do you mean?"

Even Yan Weiyi, who was standing to the side, stopped what he was doing, his cloudy eyes slightly shifting.

Lu Yaoyao quickly ran to Zhou Qing's side, helped him up, and looked at him with worry in her eyes.

Zhou Qing was panting heavily, feeling as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

Fortunately, the "Demon-Subduing Golden Bone" technique continuously helped him recover.

Then, he looked at the six-colored magic array and said, "According to Senior Shen, this array can only be opened once every thousand years. Since it was already opened last time, we will have to wait another thousand years to open it again next time."

"But if there's a way to alter its pre-set time runes and return it to its initial state, then I have a way to take you in!"

Upon hearing Zhou Qing's words, Yan Weiyi turned his head and stared at the six-colored magic array in front of him again.

His thin, bony fingers unconsciously rubbed the edge of his cloak.

After a long silence, he spoke in a hoarse voice: "This child is right. I have been studying this for some time now and have also noticed some clues in this regard."

Yan Sen turned his head sharply, a fierce glint in his triangular eyes: "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Zhou Qing straightened his back, the veins on his neck throbbing slightly from the pressure, but he remained calm: "Live one day at a time. Even if you kill both of us now, you still won't be able to get in."

He glanced at the flowing runes on the magic circle and sneered.

"Besides, I didn't lie. If you can fool this formation, I can indeed take you in. Otherwise, tell me, who can break the six-colored formation?"

Yan Sen snorted coldly, about to lash out, but was stopped by Yan Weiyi raising his hand.

A smile appeared on his lips: "Sen'er, I have a way to shorten this time rune, but I'm afraid I'll need your help."

"Uncle Ba, are you telling the truth!" Yan Sen's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this, and he couldn't wait to take a half step forward.

Yan Weiyi nodded and said, "In the days you were away, your eighth uncle also figured out some clues."

"Even a legendary level six formation master might not be able to break this formation."

"But if it's just about changing some things, it's difficult, but not impossible. As long as he's not lying and can really take us in then, that's fine."

Yan Sen rubbed his hands together excitedly, his eyes fixed on the old man's phantom in the lower right corner of the formation: "He should be able to do it."

His voice suddenly turned cold, and a chilling killing intent swept over you, "But if they dare to play me, I will make them taste the cruelest punishments in the world!"

After Yan Sen finished speaking, he waved his black robe, and a binding barrier flashing with cold light suddenly enveloped Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao, with fine runes wrapped around their bodies like chains.

"Stay put!"

After speaking, under Yan Weiyi's guidance, the two of them began to break the spell, with countless dense spiritual seals emanating from their bodies.

"Twelve thousand spirit seals, thirty thousand spirit seals!"

Looking at the spiritual seals floating around the two of them, Zhou Qing looked at Yan Weiyi with some surprise.

This guy's skill in formations is incredibly high!
"Are you alright?" Lu Yaoyao asked worriedly.

Zhou Qing shook his head and said, "It's alright. I was worried they wouldn't be able to get in, but now we have a chance to escape."

Lu Yaoyao's eyes lit up instantly, as if she had guessed something: "Using one tiger to devour another?"

Zhou Qing nodded approvingly and quickly said, "Watch your expression, don't let them notice anything amiss."

Lu Yaoyao immediately looked ashen-faced with despair, slumped to the ground, her shoulders trembling violently, and intermittent sobs could be heard.

Zhou Qing: "..."

……

"Two more weak humans have been brought along? And that woman looks so familiar?"

A few drops of water on a leaf not far away quietly slid down and then bounced and quickly merged into the ocean.

After seeing the relevant scene, the Demon Emperor Qingluo Beast looked thoughtful.

His eyes lit up quickly.

"Isn't this the little girl who was under the claws of Peng Huang Feng Xuanling back then? She's not dead?"

"That's true. I originally wanted to invite Peng Huang to go and see Spider Huang, for fear that he might steal from my home here."

"I never expected that the last human female cultivator with a veil would be so powerful. Luckily, I managed to escape quickly."

"Perhaps it is because she is human that this woman survived."

The bell-shaped beast muttered to itself, then shook its body, and a few more inconspicuous drops of water slowly seeped through.

Half a month passed in this way, and Yan Sen and Yan Weiyi became faster and faster at forming hand seals.

The next moment, the six-colored pillar of light trembled violently, and a sickening metallic twisting sound came from the center of the array.

The runes that were originally flowing on the surface of the magic circle suddenly started flashing continuously, and then twisted wildly.

The two of them immediately smiled with delight, but suddenly, a chaotic aura as thick as a giant python, carrying a large number of runes, surged out.

Just like how it turned against Shen Hanyi back then.

This time, however, the speed was unusually fast, and the two of them didn't even have time to react before being sent flying.

puff--

Blood traced a scarlet arc in the air as Yan Sen slammed heavily against the stone wall, causing numerous rocks to shatter and fall.

Yan Weiyi smashed through dozens of giant trees before finally stopping, panting heavily.

"good chance!"

Zhou Qing's eyes lit up, and he immediately took advantage of the dust storm to throw the [Misfortune Scroll] he had just obtained into the pile of rubble...

(End of this chapter)