The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 297 Am I just like my mother? (6k)

Upon hearing Zhou Qing's words, Lu Yaoyao was clearly taken aback, her eyes widening in shock.

From the time I took that frame to the time you came out, only the time it takes to drink a cup of tea passed. You actually managed to slay a legendary Spirit Slaying Realm expert?
How?
Normally, those at the Spirit Severing Realm would not easily resort to violence against each other.

Because once they start, it's a truly earth-shattering battle, some of which can last for several years.

Even if Yan Sen is severely injured, he's still at the Spirit Severing Realm, you...

[Heart Judgment Points +9]

Soon, Lu Yaoyao's nose, which had recently been transformed into a "good nose," returned to its "awesome" state.

No wonder he's my father; even his ability to fight opponents of higher levels is extraordinary.

Zhou Qing stopped talking and immersed himself in cultivation.

As the Yin-Yang Manual was activated, the Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystal immediately separated into strands of dark red light that entered the meridians.

His pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with shock.

Because this energy is dozens of times purer than top-grade spirit stones, it transforms into a raging fire as soon as it enters the body, rushing along the eight extraordinary meridians.

Wherever it passed, impurities that had accumulated for many years were burned away.

It was an indescribable silky smoothness, as if it wasn't about absorbing spiritual energy, but rather about merging with the primordial power of heaven and earth.

A surge of vital energy continuously flowed into the dantian, the sea of ​​consciousness, and the meridians...

Zhou Qing could even hear soft crackling sounds coming from inside his body, which was the spiritual energy barrier that had been stagnant for a long time cracking inch by inch.

In addition, he felt that his mind was clear as a mirror, and the previously obscure and difficult-to-understand insights suddenly became clear and tangible.

It does have a bit of the ethereal feeling of absorbing the wisdom of the ancient tea tree.

"As expected of an inscription-level divine ability comparable to Dao traces, I really don't know how the Blood Phoenix Clan created it?"

Zhou Qing was amazed and accelerated his absorption even further.

And so, until the fifth day arrived, what Zhou Qing held in his hand was the last piece of almost transparent Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystal.

Lu Yaoyao had already recovered and was now on high alert, guarding her surroundings.

As for the strange crystal in my father's hand, I've seen it before when I was a child.

To be precise, every time he killed the Demon Queen, a few of these pieces would appear on his body, which he would use for healing and absorption.

So we've long since become accustomed to it.

He had never cultivated before; his father had only used his strength and muscles to train him.

Looking at it again now, this thing is clearly extraordinary, and I don't know where it came from.

Just as she was pondering, Zhou Qing, who had been meditating cross-legged, suddenly experienced a surge of energy after absorbing the last wisp of blood and qi.

The spiritual energy barrier that had been accumulating in his dantian for many days collapsed suddenly, and an even more powerful aura spread out.

"You've broken through?" Lu Yaoyao could clearly feel that this pressure was several times stronger than usual.

Zhou Qing opened her eyes with surprise and delight.

He then slowly stood up, feeling the surging spiritual energy rushing through his body, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

From this day forward, Zhou Qing will be the number one person below the Spirit Severing Realm!
"It's getting late, let's go!" Zhou Qing didn't have time to celebrate and quickly took Lu Yaoyao out.

After taking the picture frame, he headed straight for the platform he had marked.

"I reckon Yan Sen's eighth uncle is in the late stage of the Spirit Severing Realm, and as a level four formation master, dealing with him would be as difficult as climbing to the heavens!"

Zhou Qing looked at the platform in the distance, his face showing worry.

Moreover, we still don't know where the other party went.
If only we could go deeper, where even Old Peng King and Shen Hanyi dared not venture too far.

A being of the Demon Emperor level could have kept him there forever in an instant!

"Stay here and don't move, I'll go check on her!" Zhou Qing instructed Lu Yaoyao before cautiously approaching.

Upon re-entering the ruins, they discovered that the four-colored magic array was still circulating, but there seemed to be no trace or presence of Yan Weiyi.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Qing's face lit up with joy, and he quickly rummaged through Yan Sen's storage bag to retrieve the token.

After being quickly refined, the array immediately dissipated with a wave of his hand, transforming into twelve array flags and an array plate filled with top-grade spirit stones.

Zhou Qing happily put it away and returned to Lu Yaoyao's side.

"It seems that Yan Sen's eighth uncle did not know that this place would expel all outsiders in five days."

“So, according to normal thinking, he should be searching everywhere right now,” Zhou Qing said confidently.

Lu Yaoyao nodded and said, "Yes, I really hope he can be as unlucky as Yan Sen!"

Zhou Qing sighed softly.

Unfortunately, there is only one "Bad Luck Post".

"So what do we do now?" Lu Yaoyao asked.

Zhou Qing thought for a moment and looked around.

The Kunpeng Palace has an unusually large number of suspended platforms around it, and the landing location this time is completely different from the last time.

It is clear that it is completely random.

Once they are expelled, given the opponent's Spirit Severing Realm abilities, the two will have no chance of escaping.

It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them how to fish!

If the other party wants to go back in, they might try to search his soul or coerce Lu Yaoyao into handing over the "Emperor's Scripture".

Then I'll kill them both to silence them, and take over this secret place all by myself.

So, in a few hours, it will truly be a matter of life or death for either of us.

"Don't rush, let me see!" Zhou Qing took out Yan Sen's storage bag and started rummaging through it.

There are many things inside, especially hundreds of top-grade spirit stones, but unfortunately there isn't a single one of the five elements.

How did they manage to get by like this?

"He has the three- and four-colored magic array scrolls, all of which are legacies left to him by Senior Xuan Qingzi!"

"The various secrets of the Shen family? They're too far removed from my life, but I can keep them as gossip to enjoy over tea."

"Let's forget about these scrolls of supernatural powers, including this four-colored magic array. We can't cultivate them, nor can we sell them casually, otherwise, it will definitely bring disaster!"

"Why are there so many women's underwear? Yan Sen is really something else!"

Zhou Qing frowned and kept searching, then took out fifty top-grade spirit stones and gave them to Lu Yaoyao.

This left Lu Yaoyao completely shocked.

"Take it, everyone gets a share!" Zhou Qing waved his hand and continued searching.

Lu Yaoyao smiled happily and put it away.

She could refuse what others gave her, but she could accept what her father gave her without any guilt.

These alone are enough to support her breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage, provided that she quickly comprehends her own unique artistic conception.

"Huh, what's this—"

Soon, after Zhou Qing finished cleaning up everything, a black box came into view.

The box looked ordinary, but Zhou Qing felt a chill run down his spine at first glance.

For safety reasons, he did not open it first, but carefully took it out and examined it.

[Blood Soul Slaying Talisman: This seemingly ordinary box contains a special talisman personally crafted by the five ancestors of the Yan family. It can unleash three attacks at the peak of the Spirit Slaying Realm in a short period of time.]

Upon seeing the feedback, Zhou Qing felt a cold sweat break out on his back, and a wave of fear washed over him.

If Yan Sen hadn't been blinded by rage and unleashed this item while inside the Mirror of Infernal Fire, he would likely have already perished.

"What is this?" Seeing Zhou Qing's pale face, Lu Yaoyao couldn't help but lean closer and ask.

Zhou Qing did not answer, but took a deep breath and gently opened it.

A rune soaked in blood lay quietly inside, with a hideous ghost head pattern clearly imprinted on its front.

"The fact that the fifth ancestor of the Yan family was able to refine such a killing move for Yan Sen to defend himself shows that the opponent's strength is unfathomable, and also shows that Yan Sen has an extremely high status in the Yan family."

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing's eyes turned cold with murderous intent.

We must keep this Eighth Uncle here forever, otherwise, what awaits us, and even the Taiqing Sect, will be annihilation!

“I have a plan, it’s very risky, but we have no other choice!” Zhou Qing picked up the Blood Soul Killing Talisman and looked at Lu Yaoyao.

Lu Yaoyao said resolutely, "No matter how great the risk, I'm willing!"

Seeing that there was no fear in Lu Yaoyao's eyes, Zhou Qing felt a warmth in his heart.

Since both of them are willing to disregard life and death, they have already succeeded halfway.

“I’m afraid we’ll have to put on another show…” Zhou Qing leaned closer to Lu Yaoyao and whispered the whole plan.

Although Lu Yaoyao looked worried after hearing this, she nodded emphatically.

……

Not long after, as the fifth day came to a complete end, ripples suddenly appeared around the two of them.

Then an irresistible suction force appeared out of nowhere, pulling at their bodies.

Then, they were forcibly expelled.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life! I really didn't mean to wander in... Is this outside? I'm not dead? I'm actually not dead, haha, I'm out!"

It's still the same island, with a gentle sea breeze blowing.

But just then, a hoarse voice begging for mercy came from not far away.

On the beach, a seven-colored primordial spirit was curled up, trembling with its head in its hands.

No one knows what Yan Weiyi went through, that he even lost his physical body.

Soon, when he noticed the different scenery around him, his previously terrified eyes were filled with the ecstatic joy of surviving a disaster.

A quick glance revealed Lu Yaoyao lying to one side, covered in blood, and... Yan Sen, who was also unconscious.

"Cough cough—" Yan Weiyi coughed violently as he quickly got up, causing his entire primordial spirit to fluctuate.

"I understand now. Five days. So outsiders can only stay inside for a maximum of five days before they are expelled!"

Yan Weiyi suddenly realized what was happening, and then his face turned sinister.

"That damned Zhou Qing clearly went in once already, yet he didn't mention it at all. He obviously had other intentions. But judging from the situation, he doesn't seem to have come out. Could he have died in there?"

Yan Weiyi was immediately filled with frustration. If this guy really died inside, without the Golden Roc Technique, how would he get in next time?

My physical body and storage bag are both left there.

Who would have thought that there was a terrifying demon emperor still alive inside?

Although he was sealed, even a slight attack almost caused him to perish in that mountain range.

"Forget it, it's already a blessing to be alive. As for the Golden Roc Technique, perhaps Zhou Qing's sect has it. I suppose we can obtain it through soul searching. We'll ask Sen'er where they found it!"

Yan Weiyi muttered to himself, then looked at Yan Sen, who was lying not far away, disheveled and covered in blood, and was speechless.

I've never felt that my zodiac sign and yours are so incompatible. Look at your tattered clothes, what happened to you after I left?

What a lousy thing!
Without thinking twice, he rushed over.

He had left his own storage bag inside, but fortunately Yan Sen's was still there, as he urgently needed to recover.

"Sen'er—"

Yan Weiyi quickly came to Yan Sen's side and turned him over to help him up.

"uncle?"

Yan Sen suddenly let out a muffled groan, his face smeared with blood as he turned to the side, but the moment he opened his eyes, he revealed a cold gaze that did not belong to Yan Sen.

When Yan Weiyi saw that unfamiliar face, he was stunned for a moment, seemingly not quite understanding what was going on.

These clothes are clearly Yan Sen's, so why is the face on them Zhou Qing's?

If Zhou Qing is here, then where was Yan Sen teleported to?
But the next moment, a strange smile appeared on Zhou Qing's lips, and a red light suddenly shone in his hand.

Because they were so close, he could even clearly smell the nauseating stench of blood emanating from the runes.

"Do not--"

In an instant, he understood what it was, and felt a chill run down his spine.

He immediately turned to run away, but—

It was too late after all!
boom!
A terrifying streak of blood-red light, carrying countless scarlet runes, shot out and struck Yan Weiyi without warning.

Yan Weiyi felt an unimaginable tearing sensation explode from the depths of his primordial spirit, as if a million sharp blades were simultaneously shredding his soul.

He was struck as if by a giant hammer, flying uncontrollably backward and breaking dozens of sea trees in succession.

The excruciating pain nearly caused Yan Weiyi to lose consciousness, but his survival instinct drove him to forcefully widen the distance between them again.

When he looked down, he discovered that half of his primordial spirit had been forcibly blasted away.

The almost translucent primordial spirit body was covered with hideous cracks, each of which was constantly oozing seven-colored primordial spirit liquid.

The next moment, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of his primordial spirit. The blood shimmered with tiny seven colors, a sign that the primordial spirit of the Spirit Severing Realm was collapsing.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

Then he suddenly looked up at Zhou Qing.

"This is the Blood Soul Killing Talisman that the Fifth Ancestor left to Yan Sen to save his life. How did it end up on you?"

Yan Weiyi's roar shook the surrounding air, and a surge of overwhelming regret and resentment welled up in his heart.
But the intense pain also brought him to his senses instantly. Just as he was about to distance himself again, a sudden chill filled the air around him.

He then realized with a start that he had somehow ended up inside an ice wall made entirely of ice crystals.

Lu Yaoyao, who should have been unconscious as well, had somehow gotten up, her hands forming a mudra, with a huge ice lotus slowly rotating behind her.

"This is a trap, a trap deliberately set against me!" Yan Weiyi immediately understood everything.

Because of Lu Yaoyao's restraint, Zhou Qing immediately transformed into the second form of the Golden-Winged Roc.

Like a golden lightning bolt, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, it instantly approached the frozen Yan Weiyi.

"you--"

Yan Weiyi roared, fully aware of what he was about to face. Filled with terror and despair, he used his last bit of spiritual power to shatter the ice wall.

Amidst the icy glint of flying ice shards, Zhou Qing's figure reappeared.

"It's time for you to go!" Zhou Qing's voice was icy cold, and the Blood Soul Killing Talisman in his palm lit up again.

boom!
This second strike was like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart; wherever the crimson beam of light passed, space crumbled inch by inch, forming countless black void cracks.

Yan Weiyi's screams were completely swallowed up, and his primordial spirit trembled violently in the bright light. The remaining half of his seven-colored primordial spirit dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the dazzling light faded, there was nothing left in front of them; there was not even a trace of Yan Weiyi.

Lu Yaoyao also rushed over excitedly, her face beaming.

"He's dead, Senior Brother Zhou, is he dead?" Lu Yaoyao asked anxiously.

Zhou Qing's vast divine sense sifted through the surroundings again and again. Although he was certain that there were no remaining traces of primordial spirit, he still felt that something was amiss.

Because everything went so smoothly!
Although even the heavens were on his side this time, Yan Weiyi somehow ended up with only a severely injured primordial spirit.

Even with two attacks from the Great Perfection of the Spirit Severing Realm, Zhou Qing still felt that a powerful expert at least in the late stage of the Spirit Severing Realm had died under these two attacks.
After all, the first attack, at such close range, only shattered half of his primordial spirit.

This shows that even if only the primordial spirit remains in the Spirit Severing Realm, its terrifying vitality is beyond their imagination.

"wrong--"

The next moment, Zhou Qing finally realized that something was wrong.

After a Spirit Slayer dies, the area where they lived will be shrouded in a strong negative emotion for at least several hundred years.

The area is perpetually shrouded in darkness, and those with weak wills, whether human or beast, are devoured by the resentment and obsessions that were once severed by the Spirit Slayer Realm, thus becoming puppet-like "gravekeepers."

But at this moment, the sky was clear and blue, and the sea breeze was blowing gently. There was no sign of the fall of the Roc King of Spirit Skull Mountain or the death of the Spider King of Blood Prison Mountain.

All of this suggests that Yan Sen's eighth uncle did not perish!
"Shh—" Zhou Qing immediately made a shushing sound and slowly closed his eyes.

Upon opening his eyes again, a pair of blood-red pupils immediately appeared.

In an instant, the scene before us underwent a dramatic transformation.

The outlines of the surrounding trees and rocks were all imbued with a deep blue spiritual energy.

Even the flow of the sea breeze transformed into silvery-white threads, weaving a net in the void, with every tremor magnified into a clear trajectory.

Zhou Qing began to scan his surroundings little by little, his eyes flashing with an ever-increasing crimson light.

On a level imperceptible to the naked eye, countless tiny spiritual patterns shot out from his pupils, enveloping the surroundings like a spider web.

Each spiritual rune that touches an object will return a wealth of information: the subtle shifts in the soil beneath the ground, the evaporation of dew on the back of leaves, and even the sound of Lu Yaoyao's heartbeat.

Soon, just thirty feet away, beneath the broken trees that Yan Weiyi had previously smashed, a faint flow of spiritual energy seemed to become abnormally stagnant.

As Zhou Qing increased his spiritual power input, the broken tree seemed to become transparent, revealing a small fragment of primordial spirit curled up behind it.

It seemed to be conscious, with layers of distorted spatial runes covering its surface, attempting to deceive any attempts to investigate.

"He really didn't die!" Zhou Qing felt a chill run down his spine, and a sense of lingering fear crept in.

The methods of the Spirit Severing Realm are truly terrifying; how could they still be alive after all this?
If it weren't for his possession of the Void Spider's [Dual Pupils], and if the other party had escaped today, one could imagine what the Taiqing Sect would have faced next.

call out!
The runes in Zhou Qing's blood-red eyes suddenly accelerated, his body leaned forward slightly, and then he instantly approached the broken tree.

The locked-on wisp of spirit seemed to sense the danger, and suddenly burst out with intense light, attempting to escape once again.

"How did you find me?" A desperate scream came from the fragment of the primordial spirit.

Zhou Qing didn't bother to answer. The Blood Soul Slaying Talisman in his palm lit up again, directly activating the final attack.

Although it's like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut these days, he wouldn't dare keep this thing on him.

He had already thrown away Yan Sen's storage bags and other items in the Kunpeng Secret Realm.

After all, the Yan family has many methods; what if they can detect it through their senses?

Now that these two have perished in this fourth-level cultivation country, the other side will surely send people to search for them.

"Young friend, spare my life! Whatever you want, I will give it to you..."

boom!
Seeing that he could not escape, Yan Weiyi quickly begged for mercy.

Before he could finish speaking, the final blow, carrying a world-destroying force, slammed into that wisp of fragment.

Space itself distorted once more, and spiritual energy surged wildly within a radius of hundreds of miles, forming a massive vortex of spiritual energy.

With a deafening roar, Yan Weiyi's remnant soul completely vanished, leaving not even a trace.

"Good stuff!" Zhou Qing looked at the rune fragments in his hand that had turned to dust and exclaimed in admiration.

This thing only needs to be locked onto the target and activated; it doesn't require any output of spiritual power at all.

His eyes darted around again, and only after confirming that Yan Weiyi was truly dead did he finally breathe a sigh of relief, a smile of relief appearing on his lips.

He and his junior sister Lu survived this meticulously planned hunt!
Meanwhile, the once clear sky over the island is collapsing and changing color at a visible speed.

A tense atmosphere instantly arose, and various muttered self-talks began to echo around.

Resentment, anger, discomfort, pain, murderous intent... all sorts of negative emotions surged in like a tide.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing smiled.

This feels more like it!
"This place is not safe to stay any longer, let's leave immediately!"

Zhou Qing took out the flying boat, grabbed the still somewhat dazed Lu Yaoyao, and quickly left.

This is indeed the territory of the Demon Emperor, the Bell Beast.

Leaving aside the previous six-colored magic array, those three attacks from the Great Perfection of the Spirit Severing Realm alone were enough to alert many observant people.

……

On the flying boat, Zhou Qing's fingertips flickered with golden crow fire, burning Yan Sen's various robes to dust.

After making copies of the jade slips and magical artifacts in the storage bag, he shattered them into dust with his spiritual power. Even dozens of top-grade spirit stones were repeatedly examined under his eyes.

No trace that might reveal his identity could escape his scrutiny.

"The way of survival taught by my second senior sister is still safer!" Zhou Qing muttered to himself.

Lu Yaoyao, meanwhile, crouched down beside him, her hands supporting her chin, gazing at Zhou Qing's focused profile with eyes full of admiration.

The young cultivator's cautious demeanor at this moment slowly overlapped with the image of the middle-aged man in his memory who always wiped his broken sword late at night.

The instinct for survival had already been deeply ingrained in my bones at that time.

And how did he manage to get those red pupils in his eyes now?
From the unusual nose to the eyes I have now, how come I didn't inherit any of them?

Am I like my mother?

(End of this chapter)