The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 295 This is truly the worst luck imaginable! Uncle, our birth charts clash!
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Yan Sen punched away the rubble, his body covered in blood but still exuding a terrifying aura.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suspiciously touched his chest.

Upon examining the area with her divine sense, she found nothing, and then subconsciously looked at Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao remained inside the magic array, staring at the six-colored pillar of light without turning their heads.

"An illusion—" he muttered to himself, then looked at Yan Weiyi.

"Uncle Ba—" Yan Sen called out and rushed over.

After Yan Weiyi stood up, blood foam uncontrollably spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He waved his hand, his hoarse voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"It's alright. Since it's an adventure, risks are to be expected. Fortunately, it was all worth it. We've finally returned that spirit seal to its initial state."

Yan Sen also got excited and said, "Yes, thanks to Uncle Ba's keen eyes! If it were anyone else, even if they spent a hundred years in front of this formation, they would never have discovered that special spiritual seal hidden in the layers of folds."

Upon hearing this, Yan Weiyi said with a hint of smugness, "It's just a matter of practice; it's nothing more than a lifetime of experience immersed in the Dao of Arrays."

"Well then, it's time for these two little brats to take the stage."

Yan Weiyi suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixed on Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao with a sinister light.

The two remained silent, their eyes following the movements of the Yan uncle and nephew like hawks.

Yan Sen hesitated and said, "The backlash is a bit severe. Should we rest for a bit before going in?"

"Going inside to rest is the same."

Yan Weiyi stared at the pillar of light in front of him, a trace of anxiety flashing in his eyes. "This six-colored magic array has been manifesting for more than a month. I'm afraid that if it drags on any longer, it will attract other people."

Yan Sen wholeheartedly agreed.

Fortunately, this island is remote and few people usually pass by, but just to be on the safe side, he still needs to check it again.

After he finished speaking, his aura suddenly turned cold and murderous, and his terrifying divine sense spread outwards from the island like an invisible net with overwhelming force.

His eyes narrowed suddenly.

A few seemingly ordinary drops of water nearby actually contain a trace of spirituality.

"Not good!" Sensing this, the bell-shaped beast immediately dived into the seabed and fled at top speed.

Yan Sen snorted coldly, instantly evaporating the water droplets, and then immediately locked onto the fleeing demon emperor.

Unfortunately, the opponent was too fast and had already disappeared.

"Forget it, it's nothing to worry about. Let's hurry inside and talk about it first!" Yan Weiyi stopped Yan Sen, who wanted to give chase.

Yan Sen reluctantly withdrew his divine sense, looked at Zhou Qing, and removed the surrounding binding array.

A cold glint flashed in his triangular eyes: "What are you waiting for? If you can't open it, you should know what awaits you!"

Zhou Qing nodded and deliberately raised his voice, "Junior Sister Lu, as usual, when we go through that small passage next, you must help me keep cool."

Lu Yaoyao nodded and said, "Don't worry, senior brother. We've already had experience with this once, so leave it to me this time."

The moment their eyes met, a subtle, unspoken understanding flashed in their gazes.

Yan Sen frowned slightly, glanced at the old man's phantom in the lower right corner, but ultimately didn't ask any further questions.

Since Shen Hanyi was able to bring these two people along, they must both be of some use in opening the formation.

He casually waved his hand, signaling Zhou Qing to make a move.

In the eyes of someone at the Spirit Severing Realm, those at the Divine Transformation Realm and Nascent Soul Realm are nothing more than ants trying to stop a chariot, no matter how many tricks they try.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing breathed a sigh of relief. His biggest worry was that the other party would use Lu Yaoyao as a hostage to threaten them and separate them.

Or perhaps, they might be given some kind of mark or poison to prevent unforeseen circumstances.

This underestimation of the enemy has saved us a lot of trouble.

He exchanged a glance with Lu Yaoyao, and then his body shone with golden light, transforming into a golden-winged roc that blotted out the sky.

The girl lightly leaped onto the roc's back, and a ten-foot-tall ice lotus condensed at her fingertips. The ice crystals covered the golden feathers, and at first glance, it looked like a piece of naturally formed armor.

Upon seeing the giant roc, Yan Weiyi was somewhat surprised. Was this the method to break into the six-colored magic array?

But soon his eyes were filled with greed.

"Once inside, kill them to prevent the secret of this place from being revealed!" Yan Weiyi ordered.

Yan Sen nodded, indicating that he understood.

In fact, that's what he thought too.

At this moment, Zhou Qing breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the kind-faced old Peng King, and offered a prayer.

Then, carrying Lu Yaoyao, they rushed straight towards the transparent figure.

Upon contact, that familiar, sluggish feeling returned, as if I were sinking into thick mud.

Last time, he was helped by Number Six, but this time, he can only rely on himself and dare not let the two of them inject their spiritual power into his body.

Fortunately, having already learned from experience, Zhou Qing roared and increased his strength.

Lu Yaoyao, who was lying on his back, looked at her father's efforts with heartache.

All we can do now is pour our spiritual power into his body without reservation.

Although it was a drop in the ocean, she couldn't do nothing.

"Go in!"

Zhou Qing roared again, his spiritual energy surging wildly as he struggled to break free from the sluggish force pulling him back.

Behind them, Yan Sen and Yan Weiyi each held a spirit stone in their hands, absorbing and replenishing their energy while watching quietly.

"Hurry up!"

After Zhou Qing called out to Lu Yaoyao, he immediately replenished the reserved spiritual energy in the golden flower.

With another sprint, he instantly closed the distance to Old Peng King.

Until the moment they touched, a powerful and ancient force erupted.

Zhou Qing only felt his body being pulled by a powerful attraction, and the whole person smoothly entered the ruins behind the old Peng King.

Almost simultaneously, his pioneering efforts also created a unique black market channel.

"They actually got in!"

Upon seeing this, Yan Sen and Yan Weiyi immediately showed joy.

Without thinking twice, he quickly followed the passage inside...

After the two landed, they noticed that what came into view were huge stone platforms floating in the air.

Each one was incredibly large, but unfortunately, they were covered with all sorts of collapsed and bizarre structures.

Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao had already disappeared.

"The atmosphere here... is so ancient!" Yan Weiyi took a deep breath, his eyes filled with amazement.

Without saying a word, they started looting.

Yan Sen was equally excited, but also somewhat regretful.

I should have put a tracking mark on Zhou Qing earlier, since he was determined to get his hands on the "Emperor's Scripture".

But now that Uncle Ba is looking for treasure, he can't be foolish enough to go looking for Zhou Qing and lose the big picture for a small gain.

"You can run away, but you can't hide. The Taiqing Sect is still there!"

Yan Sen ignored him and flew to another floating stone platform in the distance to loot it.

Just as I landed, before I could even make a move, I suddenly felt a chill run down my back.

It was as if some terrifying creature was watching us.

This made him immediately draw his weapon and become alert.

Roar--

The next moment, a pair of enormous eyes suddenly opened from among the collapsed buildings.

Immediately following was a terrifying roar, carrying boundless majesty and awe.

"It's you again! Give me back my elixir!"

After a violent earthquake, a huge, jet-black tortoise locked onto Yan Sen, roaring and speaking in human language.

Then it opened its blood-red maw and swallowed Yan Sen whole.

Yan Sen's expression changed drastically. He dared not linger in the fight and immediately rushed towards the stone platform where Yan Weiyi was at top speed.

"A Azure Flame Tortoise at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Severing Realm? How can my luck be so bad? Eighth Uncle, Eighth Uncle—"

……

[Breaking news: The person who posted this message has mistakenly entered the resting place of the Azure Flame Black Tortoise. The tortoise, mistaking the poster for the person who stole its "Crimson Flame Golden Vine," has launched a pursuit in a fit of rage.]

Because the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, the one who was hit by the plaque was unable to dodge in time and took a direct hit from the claw, resulting in half of his arm being broken.

In the ruins of another stone platform, two figures concealed their presence and remained motionless.

At that moment, a line of strange words, resembling bullet comments, suddenly appeared before Zhou Qing's eyes.

Upon seeing this real-time update, which resembled a "bad luck post," Zhou Qing's face immediately broke into a relieved smile.

The "Misfortune Post" is ten times more effective than the "Bad Luck Post," and it's not just about bad luck; it's about drawing blood.

"You have three days, so please don't die before then!" Zhou Qing whispered.

Lu Yaoyao lowered her voice, her face full of confusion, and asked, "Senior Brother Zhou, what did you say?"

Zhou Qing turned to look at her, then suddenly grinned: "It's nothing, now you help me make a decision!"

"I'll make the decision for you? Why?" Lu Yaoyao asked curiously.

Zhou Qing's voice suddenly softened: "Because you're lucky, you're my lucky star!"

Lu Yaoyao's body trembled slightly, and she felt a moment of disorientation.

"Little lucky star, which direction do you think Dad should run in?"

A middle-aged man with a stubble beard and a weary expression held a broken sword in his hand, from which blood was still dripping.

But he forced a smile, gently pinched her little nose, and asked.

"I don't know, they're all the same anyway!" The child's soft voice held a hint of bewilderment.

The middle-aged man casually hoisted the child onto his shoulder, his rough hands firmly supporting her little bottom.

"That's true! We're going to have to hide either way, so we might as well head towards where the sun sets!"

Zhou Qing looked at Lu Yaoyao's suddenly reddened eyes and was at a loss for words.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qing asked quickly.

Lu Yaoyao bit her lip: "Senior Brother Zhou, do you really think I'm your lucky star?"

Zhou Qing was taken aback, then realized what was happening and smiled slightly.

If it weren't for you, would I have been able to receive the inheritance of Senior Xuan Qingzi?
If it weren't for you, would I have been able to discover so many overlooked points and critical insights?

If it weren't for you, would I have met so many interesting people and things?

Number Six thinks I'm her soulmate, but in my world, you're the one who brings me good luck.

“Of course!” Zhou Qing said firmly.

Lu Yaoyao burst into laughter through her tears, then wiped her eyes, seemingly extremely happy, and asked, "What decision?"

Zhou Qing's eyes sharpened: "The first option is for us to hide here and wait to be expelled in five days."

"The second option is, since we're already here, we might as well go out for a stroll, and also find a chance to kill those two guys!"

As Zhou Qing spoke, a sharp killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes. Lu Yaoyao fell silent after hearing this.

The Third Mother, being a late-stage Spirit Severing Realm cultivator, emerged severely injured. These two, completely unaware of the rules of this place, might have ventured even deeper.

Therefore, the probability of encountering danger is definitely much higher.

But five days is still too short. What if they get lucky?

After being expelled, they still had nowhere to escape.

They will most likely be used as tools, constantly opening those six-colored magic arrays until they die from exhaustion.

But since this place is full of dangers, why not do what they originally planned and use it to drive out the tigers and devour the wolves?

If there is no danger, create danger for them.

She refused to believe that the natives living here would abandon Yan Sen and the others when facing several people at the same time, and instead turn around and hunt down the two little ants.

That's so cheap!

Since death is inevitable no matter which way you look at it, you might as well try taking someone down with you.

Perhaps they can still find a way to make a living.

After thinking it through, Lu Yaoyao looked intently at Zhou Qing.

Meeting Lu Yaoyao's gaze, Zhou Qing smiled knowingly.

It seems that the two of them are surprisingly in agreement.

"Are you scared?" Zhou Qing asked softly.

Lu Yaoyao shook her head and said, "I'm not afraid!"

"Alright, in that case, let's fight this desperate situation together!" Zhou Qing's eyes suddenly turned fierce.

Lu Yaoyao was even a little excited.

Everything seems to have returned to the past.

"Let's go!" After a brief recovery, the two quietly left.

……

[Breaking news: After recovering his arm, the person who was hit by the post unfortunately fell into a four-colored killing trap, severely damaging his soul. His companions were also injured while trying to save him.]

[Breaking news: His companions carried him to a safe place to heal, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be the residence of a late-stage Spirit Severing Realm demon emperor. They were ambushed at the entrance, and a great battle is about to break out.]

[Breaking news: The person who posted this message has just escaped the Demon Emperor's pursuit, but during their escape, they accidentally triggered an ancient puppet mechanism and are now being chased relentlessly by hundreds of bronze puppets.]

[Breaking news: The victims escaped to a floating platform, but the platform suddenly tilted, coinciding with a once-in-five-hundred-years surge of spiritual energy. The two were torn apart by the violent energy flow and forced to flee in panic.]

……

Looking at the messages one after another, Zhou Qing suddenly became a little worried. Would Yan Sen not last three days before he kicked the bucket?

In less than half a day, look at what happened to him. He's probably cursing under his breath.

If these two uncles and nephews survive to this day, they'll probably start to suspect that their birth charts clash.

"Senior Brother Zhou, there are too many platforms here. We just came in and flew too far to avoid them. Where are we going to find someone?"

Lu Yaoyao stood at the edge of the suspended platform, gazing at the floating islands rising and falling in the distance, her tone tinged with worry.

They had initially thought about taking advantage of the situation, but after discussing it, they realized that the two of them were being too ambitious.

If there were any real benefits, Old Peng King would have already taken them all, and there are even many native demon kings here.

How could it be their turn?

Even if they were lucky, there would be uncertain dangers. Moreover, even if they were lucky, if those two didn't die, and they were all pushed out in five days, the contents of the storage bag wouldn't be theirs.

Zhou Qing then looked at the message from the [Misfortune Scroll] again before transforming back into a golden-winged roc.

"Let's look around and see which platform is tilted right now!" Zhou Qing suddenly had a direction in mind.

Lu Yaoyao was a little puzzled, but she didn't ask any more questions. She flew onto his back, and as Zhou Qing spread his wings, the two began to search carefully among the floating islands.

Three hours later, Lu Yaoyao suddenly pointed to the side and exclaimed, "Senior Brother Zhou, over there!"

A platform resembling the spine of a giant whale was strangely tilted, with buildings on its edges constantly falling off like building blocks, revealing the surging blue spiritual energy below.

"How do you know such a place really exists?" Her eyes were full of surprise.

Zhou Qing, his face filled with excitement, found a nearby floating platform and landed: "Hold your breath and be quiet. They might be nearby!"

The two hid in a crevice in the ruins, choosing a spot with a clear view and keeping a close eye on the distance.

About an hour later, two figures suddenly soared into the sky from the adjacent platform.

Although Yan Weiyi's breathing was unstable, he was still able to fly.

Yan Sen, however, was covered in blood and looked so disheveled that he was almost unrecognizable.

Because of the distance, the details were not clear, but Lu Yaoyao was still shocked and whispered: "This place is so dangerous, even Yan Sen has become like this!"

Zhou Qing smiled but remained silent.

Only he himself knew that what he was seeing now was merely an appetizer in the "misfortune scroll".

No rush, take your time, there are still two days!
Now that we've discovered them, with patience we can surely find an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

Didn't we look down on them as two ants? But ironically, it was they who killed the elephant.

"Keep up!" Seeing that they had landed on another adjacent platform, the two of them pushed forward a little.

A short while later, more comments appeared on the screen.

[Breaking news: The person who posted the message found an extremely well-preserved ancient flag, believing it to be an ancient treasure. Because they obtained it first, their companions are extremely dissatisfied.]

[But to my surprise, as soon as I got my hands on it, a million strange, vengeful spirits emerged from the flag, launching a frenzied attack with their divine senses, and some of them were even devouring my flesh and blood.]

Just as I reached this point, I saw two figures fleeing in a disheveled state from the stone platform.

Behind them, a dark mass of beings, led by several main souls, exuded the aura of a Ghost Emperor.

Upon seeing this, Lu Yaoyao's face turned deathly pale.

She realized that the Kunpeng Palace, with its six-colored magic array as a sealed entrance, was not something that people of their level could explore.

"Fool, don't follow me!" Yan Weiyi roared, trying to tear through space, but failed due to the disorder of spiritual energy and could only turn into a stream of light to escape.

Unexpectedly, Yan Sen followed in a disheveled manner, which made Yan Weiyi unable to help but curse angrily.

Yan Sen was on the verge of tears.

He never imagined this place would be so dangerous, and he was truly incredibly unlucky.

Look at what I've been through in less than a day.

He wanted to find a place to heal his wounds, but seeing his uncle frantically searching for good things gave him a sense of urgency.

They had no choice but to go along with it, but what awaited them was one misfortune after another.

Now, even his uncle is looking down on him and calling him an idiot.

Fuck your mother!

If it weren't for me, would you even know about this place?

Now you think I'm a burden?

Now I am seriously injured, both physically and spiritually, and I am followed by so many wronged souls. Do you expect me to deal with this all by myself?

Even at my peak, I might not have been able to withstand it, let alone now.

If I don't follow you, who else will I follow?
Thinking of this, Yan Sen hurriedly pulled out three long, black needles from his storage bag and stabbed them hard into major acupoints such as Tanzhong and Qihai.

The black needle was engraved with dense, dark characters. The moment it pierced him, his pupils shrank to the size of needle tips, and his aura surged eerily.

They increased their speed several times over and finally caught up with Yan Weiyi, only to be met with a disgusted glance from him.

Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao hid behind the collapsed remnants of the teleportation array, barely daring to breathe.

They watched helplessly as the Yan family uncle and nephew were chased like stray dogs by the vengeful spirits of the Ghost King level, yet dared not show their faces.

After all, neither those wronged souls nor the speed of those at the Spirit Severing Realm are something they can currently do to get out.

After an unknown amount of time, when the vengeful spirits receded like a tide, the two dared to cautiously grope their way forward.

[Breaking news...]

[Breaking news...]

……

Seeing the various unfortunate news about Yan Sen appearing before him, Zhou Qing followed the clues and finally caught up with him again the next day.

[Heart Judgment Points +9]

The "Amazing!" on Lu Yaoyao's head has changed to "Great Nose" again.

There are so many suspended platforms here, and the area is so vast, yet Dad always manages to find them.

That nose is truly amazing!

I still remember the last time, there was a plaque written with Jinpeng's blood essence. It was buried so deep, but my father was able to find and dig it out.

Why didn't I inherit any of it?

"Serves you right! You got what you deserved for choking me! This is karma!"

Watching Yan Sen and Yan Weiyi being chased and fleeing by the three-headed demon king again, Lu Yaoyao clenched her little fists, feeling a sense of relief.

Zhou Qing shook his head and smiled.

But as he watched the direction the two fled, he slowly frowned.

"It's not time yet!" Zhou Qing muttered to himself, then called to Lu Yaoyao and followed them again.

……

By the afternoon of the third day, Zhou Qing had lost count of how many messages he had received.

It can only be said that this "misfortune scroll" is truly terrifying, with an effect that can only be described as horrifying.

Almost every half hour to an hour, Yan Sen would suffer a bloody disaster.

Even self-healing or taking elixirs can cause coughing up large amounts of blood due to the conflict between qi and blood.

[Breaking News: A demon king, severely injured in a territorial dispute, has forcibly possessed the body of the one who wrote the inscription in order to survive.]

[Thanks to the timely rescue by his companions, the attempt to possess him failed. The person affected by the inscription suffered severe damage to his soul, and his companions chose to leave temporarily.]

Just then, another message appeared.

Zhou Qing was taken aback.

It seems there are quite a few demon kings in this palace. What happened long ago?
Just as Zhou Qing was pondering, Yan Weiyi's figure rose up from a floating platform in the distance.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have suffered some injuries as well. He was muttering something under his breath before turning and heading deeper into the area.

After waiting for another hour, Zhou Qing immediately led Lu Yaoyao toward that place.

Soon, following the trail, they found Yan Sen, who was barely alive and forcibly healing himself inside a magic array.

"This is a four-color magic array!" Zhou Qing frowned upon seeing the protective barrier.

This makes things difficult.

"Strike while the iron is hot, Senior Brother Zhou, get rid of him!"

Seeing Yan Sen's pale face and weak appearance, Lu Yaoyao couldn't help but whisper to him.

Zhou Qing gently shook his head and immediately began to examine the magic array...

(End of this chapter)