The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 303 Hahaha, you son of a bitch... a bunch of beasts! (6k)

"Who are you, you scoundrel?!"

Liu Hansong was shocked, and his gaunt face instantly twisted in horror.

Without saying a word, his body shone with a bright gray light, and he was about to forcefully charge into the formation.

But the moment he moved, the ground beneath his feet suddenly trembled violently.

This was no ordinary tremor, because apart from the ground, the entire space seemed to be gripped by an invisible giant hand, shaking violently.

Even the air was vibrating at a terrifying frequency.

Caught off guard, he swayed violently, momentarily disoriented.

"Damn it, what kind of formation is this?" Liu Hansong spat out a mouthful of blood without warning.

It felt as if my internal organs were being pierced by thousands of tiny needles at the same time, and every breath brought excruciating pain.

That's internal damage caused by high-frequency air vibration!
The formation wasn't very strong; it looked like just a single-color array, but it was still incredibly disgusting.

In a short time, he was stunned and dizzy, but he was a person with combat strength comparable to a prefect. He quickly figured out the pattern and kept stabilizing his body.

"Hiding its head and showing its tail..." Before Liu Hansong could finish speaking, a strange pink array pattern suddenly lit up in the surrounding air.

"Oh no!" A sense of alarm went through him, but it was too late to react.

A strange fluctuation instantly enveloped his entire body.

At first, there was only a slight tingling sensation on the soles of my feet, but in the blink of an eye, this maddening itch spread wildly along my meridians.

From the soles of my feet to my calves, from my waist and abdomen to my back, and finally even my scalp started to tingle!
"Another magic array of the same color, what the hell is this array?" Liu Hansong's voice changed as he cursed incessantly.

His withered fingers began to scratch uncontrollably.

The itch penetrated deep into the bone marrow, like millions of ants crawling under the skin, or like countless feathers gently sweeping through the internal organs.

A dignified Nascent Soul cultivator at the peak of his cultivation was now dancing and gesturing like a monkey.

His Taoist robe was torn to shreds, revealing skin covered in scratches.

Under the cover of night, five figures wearing black iron masks lay silently lurking on the treetops.

Seeing Liu Hansong scratching his head in a disheveled state amidst the chaos, someone's shoulders trembled slightly, and they almost burst out laughing.

"Was this formation created by Zhou Qing?" Gao Xuan asked telepathically, his eyes gleaming with interest.

Cao Zhengyang nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it was left to the sect by him when he returned from the White Jade Taixu Academy."

"The first one is the 'Eighteen-Magnitude Earthquake Array,' and this one is called the 'Itchy Heart Scratching Array.'"

Mo Xingjian stroked his long beard: "Ordinary single-color magic arrays don't have such power. I don't know where this child got such an ingenious magic array from."

At this moment, Cao Zhengyang turned his head and looked at the mummified corpse next to him, which was wearing a mask and bound together with rune chains like a rice dumpling.

Then he instructed, "Now it's our turn to go on stage."

“Junior Brother Gao, Junior Brother Mo, the three of us will take action to subdue him for a short time, and then find an opportunity to let this dried corpse bite him, any part of it will do.”

The two nodded solemnly.

Cao Zhengyang then turned his gaze to the Supreme Elder Duanmu Shu beside him.

“Uncle-Master,” Cao Zhengyang lowered his voice, “among us, you are the only one who is proficient in the Silver Dragon Hand. Zhou Qing’s supernatural ability was bestowed upon him by you back then.”

"Later, please 'inadvertently' release a few wisps of lightning..." He paused meaningfully, "as long as the suspicion is directed towards the Golden Thunder Sect."

Duanmu Shu slowly opened her eyes, her pupils seemingly teeming with silver snakes: "I understand."

After giving his instructions, Cao Zhengyang took a deep breath and looked at the magic array: "Everyone, success or failure hinges on this—let's go!"

Three figures shot into the formation like lightning.

The Dragon Spine Peak Master and the Hundred Battles Peak Master followed closely behind, their chains rattling as they dragged the desiccated corpse out in a ferocious attack.

"Damn it!" Liu Hansong's eyes were bloodshot as he forced himself to suppress the urge to scratch and made a hand seal.

But as soon as his fingers came together, an even more intense itch burst forth from his fingertips, making him scratch frantically again.

Even more terrifying, the two formations began to resonate with each other!
The tremors from the earthquake amplified the itch, and the scratching made it even harder for him to maintain his balance.

A powerful expert at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm was now writhing in the formation like a comical puppet.

Just as he was being tortured to the point of madness, three figures suddenly appeared in the formation like ghosts.

They were dressed in black, wore black iron masks, and their auras were obscure and difficult to discern.

"So it was you cowards who plotted against me!" Liu Hansong shouted sternly, suppressing the intense itch.

But what responded to him was three fierce attacks.

Cao Zhengyang made the first move, his right hand forming a hand seal, while his left hand held a jade ruler that pointed directly into the air.

Suddenly, the ruler emitted a blinding blue light, and its shadow multiplied into countless shapes in the void.

At this moment, space seemed to be cut into countless fragments, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within three zhang around Liu Hansong was instantly drained, forming an absolute vacuum domain!

Liu Hansong's pupils shrank suddenly, and his withered body slumped abruptly.

Suppressing the constant tremors and itching from all around, he hurriedly circulated his inner energy.

The spiritual energy within his body surged like a river, instantly condensing into a layer of hazy gray spiritual armor on his skin.

The moment the spirit armor took shape, thousands of shadows poured down like a torrential rain.

Each strike landed precisely on his vital points, producing a deafening clang like metal clashing.

Gao Xuan made his move almost simultaneously.

He held a green bamboo staff in his hand. To avoid suspicion, everyone used magical artifacts they were not familiar with.

After all, this was merely to create an opportunity for the mummified corpse to bite, not a life-or-death struggle.

As he rapidly approached, the green bamboo staff in his hand emitted a trembling sound like a dragon's roar.

The nine bamboo sections of the staff lit up one after another, and an ancient rune appeared on each section.

As he swept his staff across, the entire space seemed to transform into a raging sea, with nine waves of spiritual energy crashing against Liu Hansong, one higher than the next.

Mo Xingjian also seized the opportunity.

What he held in his hand was a celestial abacus obtained from the inner treasury of the Tianji Sect.

This seemingly suspicious flaw is actually a mixture of truth and falsehood.

At this moment, eighty-one jet-black abacus beads flew into the air, each one transforming into the size of a house, with different hexagrams appearing on their surfaces.

These beads formed a unique array in the air, completely blocking all of Liu Hansong's escape routes.

Even more strangely, a peculiar spiritual energy resonance was generated between the abacus beads, which caused the spiritual energy flow in Liu Hansong's body to become disordered!
"A bunch of beasts! If you have the guts, let me out to fight!" Liu Hansong roared, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The blood mist condensed in the air into nine alluring blood lotuses.

This technique is called the "Blood Lotus Substitute Technique," and each blood lotus can take the fatal blow for him.

But just as the blood lotus took shape, Cao Zhengyang's Xuan Tian Ruler suddenly changed its move, and the ruler's shadow transformed into a dragon, pinning all nine blood lotuses to the void!
Gao Xuan seized this fleeting opportunity with his green bamboo staff, and the ninth section of the bamboo talisman exploded with a bang.

A beam of blue light slammed heavily into Liu Hansong's back.

With a crisp "crack," the protective spiritual armor of this Nascent Soul Grand Perfection expert was shattered!
Mo Xingjian's abacus array launched an attack simultaneously.

The hexagrams on the eighty-one beads lit up simultaneously, creating a terrifying surge of spiritual energy.

Liu Hansong felt as if his internal organs were being violently churned by an invisible hand, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Even in such a painful moment, he still wanted to burst into laughter.

It wasn't because of anger, but because the fluctuations of that itchy wave, and the strange resonance produced by the earthquake wave, caused that deep-seated itch to surge exponentially.

Currently, after being attacked separately by the three, he was unable to mobilize his spiritual power to stop them, and felt an indescribable tingling and itching sensation throughout his internal organs.

"Hahahaha, you son of a bitch... a bunch of beasts!"

Liu Hansong finally lost control and let out a shrill laugh under the dual torment of excruciating pain and intense itching.

"Now!" Cao Zhengyang's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Suddenly, the Xuan Tian Ruler in his hand changed its move. Instead of attacking, the ruler's shadow transformed into strands of green rope, firmly binding Liu Hansong's frantically scratching left arm.

Gao Xuan seized the opportunity to strike with his green bamboo staff, the tip of which burst forth with nine layers of spiritual light, forcefully interrupting Liu Hansong's right-hand hand seal.

Mo Xingjian's eighty-one abacus beads suddenly coalesced into a giant abacus bead the size of a house, with the "困" (Kun) hexagram on its surface shining brightly, and it crashed into Liu Hansong's chest.

This attack not only completely shattered his protective true essence, but also caused the space within three zhang around him to freeze briefly!

"Uh-"

Liu Hansong's eyes were bloodshot, but he couldn't even move a single finger.

"What exactly are you..." Before he could finish speaking, the clanging of chains came from behind him.

Liu Hansong barely managed to turn his head and saw a completely black, with eerie green eyes and menacing fangs, mummified corpse roaring as it charged toward him.

For some reason, this mummified corpse, despite only emitting Nascent Soul energy, gave him an unprecedented chill.

"Not good!" Liu Hansong desperately tried to break free by circulating his internal energy, but it was too late.

The mummified corpse was incredibly fast; it pounced on him like a hungry wolf and bit his left arm!
"Ah—" The excruciating pain caused Liu Hansong to let out a shrill scream.

The moment the fangs pierced the flesh, a chilling, bone-deep poison spread wildly along the meridians.

He could clearly feel that his flesh and blood were being corroded by some strange force.

Suddenly, another man in black robes appeared in the arena, holding a silver longsword and pointing it directly at his own head.

At the critical moment, Liu Hansong dared not hold back in the slightest, and his bloodshot eyes suddenly flashed with a terrifying light.

He roared and spat out a mouthful of his vital essence, the blood mist condensing in the air into four ferocious characters:

"A withered tree meets spring again."

The moment the four characters exploded, the entire world suddenly changed color!

Within a radius of a hundred feet, the vegetation withered and died at a visible speed, while Liu Hansong's withered body rapidly expanded as if a dead tree had come back to life.

A strange atmosphere of decay and rebirth swept through the entire venue, dragging everyone into his "domain of decay and prosperity".

Within this realm, time seems to be divided into two extremes.

The space where Cao Zhengyang and the others were located was desolate, with all things withered and spiritual energy exhausted.

However, Liu Hansong's body was radiating an astonishing vitality, and even the flesh on his left arm where he was bitten was writhing, forcibly forcing out the corpse poison!

Duanmu Shu, who was about to take his head, immediately stopped and retreated upon seeing the domineering aura unfolding.

But unexpectedly, a wisp of silver-white lightning bolt leaked out from his sleeve.

Liu Hansong instantly caught this subtle flaw, and he laughed menacingly: "So it was you!"

"Withdraw!" Cao Zhengyang immediately gave the order to retreat after he had succeeded.

The group immediately withdrew from Liu Hansong's realm of intent at top speed, dispelled the magic array, and disappeared into the vast night with the dried corpse. "Damn it! Stop right there!" Liu Hansong roared, trying to give chase, but he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

He looked down at his arm and saw that the bite mark had turned a strange bluish-black, with bulging blood vessels spreading outwards like a spider web.

"What potent corpse poison!" Cold sweat beaded on his forehead. He quickly took out the "Hundred Herbs Rejuvenation Pill," a secret recipe of the Liu family, from his storage bag and swallowed it.

This medicine can cure all poisons in the world and has saved him from danger many times.

However, this time, after the pill entered the stomach, the spread of the toxins only slowed down slightly and was not completely contained.

Liu Hansong could clearly feel that the chilling power was still eroding his meridians and even beginning to affect the circulation of spiritual energy in his dantian.

"Impossible..." His face turned pale, and he hurriedly sat cross-legged, circulating his internal energy to expel the poison.

But the more you practice your exercises, the faster the toxins spread.

In just a short while, his entire left arm had lost sensation, and his skin had turned a horrifying bluish-purple.

He quickly activated the "Withering and Flourishing Intent" again, and his body shone with a bright gray light. The essence of withered plants and trees flowed into his body like rivers flowing into the sea, attempting to repair the meridians eroded by the corpse poison.

However, the strange toxin was like a bone-deep infection, becoming even more active under the stimulation of the power of withering and flourishing, and rushing straight to the dantian along the circulation of spiritual energy!
"Pfft—" Another mouthful of black blood spurted out, and the grass and trees that fell with the blood instantly rotted into mud.

"Golden Thunder Sect... What a Golden Thunder Sect!" Liu Hansong gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury.

He pressed his left hand firmly against the black, festering wound, with foul-smelling pus and blood constantly seeping from between his fingers.

"Just because Ying'er gave the Taiqing Sect the image stone you gave her, which showed the Seventh Prince's appearance at the Taiqing Sect, is this how you retaliate against me?!"

He forced himself to stand up, stomped his foot, and the vegetation within a hundred miles withered at the same time.

All life force transformed into a streak of crimson light, enveloping him as he shot towards the flying boat where Consort Ying was located...

After Liu Hansong left, the crowd that had previously departed quietly gathered again in the darkness.

Cao Zhengyang found himself holding a stick of incense inserted into a bronze incense burner, its tip glowing with a faint blue light that flickered in the night.

He stared at the fine markings on the incense burner, silently calculating the time it had taken for Liu Hansong to be poisoned by the corpse.

"It seems that the corpse poison of the Corpse Yin Sect, which has been accumulating for so long, is far more potent than we imagined. Even after being affected by it, the cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm reacted so quickly."

Cao Zhengyang said in a low voice.

Mo Xingjian's expression was equally solemn: "Yes, the antidote pills they had should be much better than ours, yet they still couldn't cure this corpse poison."

Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts sank.

The Dragon Ridge Peak Master subconsciously pressed down on the iron chain at his waist, while the heavily sealed Nascent Soul Realm mummy was still trembling restlessly.

This was caused by a mere Nascent Soul Realm mummy; the Golden Thunder Sect has 119 such monsters.

Lei Wuji himself was already at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage. Just thinking about being bitten by him was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Cao Zhengyang made a quick decision: "You two take it back to the sect immediately, and be extremely careful on the way back!"

He looked at the Dragon Ridge Peak Master and the Hundred Battles Peak Master, his tone unusually solemn.

Duanmu Shu also said solemnly, "This old woman will go back with you."

She turned to Cao Zhengyang and the other two, "You should also be careful."

Cao Zhengyang nodded solemnly, then, leading Gao Xuan and Mo Xingjian, they quietly chased after Liu Hansong in the direction he had left...

……

Deep within Sunset Valley, a gilded flying boat rests quietly in a dark mountain hollow.

Around the flying boat, numerous guards dressed in black robes with gold patterns patrolled vigilantly to ensure the safety of Consort Ying.

Suddenly, a rustling sound of branches and leaves rubbing together came from the distant mountains and forests.

The guard commander's ears twitched slightly, and he immediately raised his hand to signal, and the group quickly assembled.

A streak of crimson light burst forth from the northwest, withering all vegetation in its path.

Just as one of them was about to make a move, the guard commander narrowed his eyes and his face turned pale with shock.

"It's the Fourth Elder of the Liu Family!"

No sooner had the guard commander finished speaking than the streak of light slammed heavily onto the deck of the flying boat with a muffled thud.

"Fourth Elder?" The head of the guards tentatively reached out, but the moment he touched Liu Hansong's shoulder, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by the other party!

"Heh," Liu Hansong slowly raised his head. His originally gaunt face was now covered with bluish-black veins, and his lips were turned outward, revealing two sharp fangs.

Upon seeing this, everyone's expression changed drastically.

The guard commander, who was standing very close, was horrified to discover that the once dignified elder's pupils were constantly contracting and expanding, flashing eerie green vertical pupils in the moonlight!
"Back off!"

The guard commander roared, immediately broke free, and retreated hastily.

Dozens of royal shadow guards instantly formed a formation, surrounding Liu Hansong.

"Fourth Elder, what's wrong with you?"

The guard commander asked in a deep voice, a short, dragon-patterned halberd already pointed at Liu Hansong's throat.

Liu Hansong shook his head painfully, trying to maintain the last bit of consciousness.

"I...I won..."

Before he could finish speaking, Elder Liu Xuanfeng had already slipped out of the cabin.

Upon seeing Liu Hansong's appearance, the usually composed elder's expression changed drastically: "Fourth Brother!"

When he saw that Liu Hansong's entire face was covered in an eerie bluish-black color, and an indescribable stench wafted over him, he instantly understood what was going on.

He hurriedly patted his storage bag, and a jade bottle, entirely emerald green, appeared in his hand.

"It's the Golden Thunder Sect!" Liu Hansong didn't bother to explain, snatched the jade bottle, uncorked it, and tilted his head back to drink it.

The First Elder, Liu Xuanfeng, was shocked. He never expected that the Golden Thunder Sect, one of the local strongmen, would dare to attack them.

They must have really eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard!
But she quickly added, "This Nine-Turn Pure Spirit Dew is only meant to be drunk in one sip at most; drinking too much will actually..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Hansong's Adam's apple bobbed violently as he drank the entire bottle of spiritual dew in one gulp.

Then he spat out another mouthful of black blood.

In particular, the wound on his right arm from the bite was still oozing foul-smelling black blood, which dripped onto the deck with a hissing, corrosive sound.

"What kind of toxin is this? It's so terrifying!" Liu Xuanfeng's voice trembled upon seeing this.

At that moment, the other people in the cabin also rushed over upon hearing the commotion.

When they saw Liu Hansong's appearance, everyone's expression changed.

"Fourth!"

"Fourth brother!"

"Fourth Uncle, what's wrong?"

The group quickly surrounded them, but then immediately frowned and retreated.

The stench was so strong, it smelled like a corpse that had been rotting for hundreds of years mixed with the aura of some kind of deadly poison.

Liu Hansong looked inward and despairingly discovered that the Nine-Turn Cleansing Dew had only slowed the spread of the toxins.

At this moment, the toxins not only eroded his meridians, but even his sea of ​​consciousness began to become foul and turbid.

At this moment, he finally became afraid. He should have cut off his right arm immediately.

"Big brother, save me!" Liu Hansong grabbed Liu Xuanfeng's sleeve, his voice filled with unprecedented panic.

Liu Xuanfeng hurriedly looked at the others: "Quickly, all the antidote pills."

Everyone frantically pulled out various antidote pills they carried with them.

Liu Hansong grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing it handful after handful.

However, all the pills that entered his stomach were like mud oxen sinking into the sea, having no effect whatsoever.

"I never imagined that such a remote place would contain a poison that even my Liu family's secret medicine cannot cure!"

Second Elder Liu Youtai gasped, his voice trembling.

“Heh…” In the next moment, Liu Hansong suddenly squeezed out an inhuman growl from his throat.

The sound sent chills down everyone's spines, and they instinctively took a half-step back.

"help me!"

Liu Hansong pounded his head desperately, trying to stay awake.

Only then did he realize with horror that his fingernails had turned jet black and were growing longer and sharper at a visible speed.

"What are you all standing there for? Save them!" Liu Xuanfeng roared.

The others then seemed to wake from a dream and immediately displayed their unique abilities.

"Set up the Three Talents Poison Removal Formation!" Liu Xuanfeng took the lead, sitting cross-legged, and a ball of bluish spiritual light condensed between his palms.

The Second Elder Liu Youtai and the Third Elder Liu Mingde immediately understood each other, and the three of them surrounded Liu Hansong in a triangular formation.

"rise!"

Three beams of azure light shot into the sky, weaving together in the air to form a vast net of spiritual energy.

Liu Xuanfeng bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood into the net: "With the bloodline of my Liu family as a guide, I am immune to all poisons!"

The light net slowly descended, enveloping Liu Hansong completely.

But the moment the light net touched his body, those bluish-black blood vessels suddenly bulged, tearing the light net to shreds!
The three of them groaned in unison, the backlash from the formation turning their faces deathly pale.

"Even the Three Talents Detoxification Array can't dispel it, what kind of toxin is this?"

The Second Elder, Liu Youtai, looked utterly incredulous.

The First Elder, Liu Xuanfeng, looked at Liu Hansong, who was struggling in pain, and a resolute look flashed in his eyes.

He slapped his storage bag, and three golden nails shot out, their surfaces adorned with intricate dragon patterns that gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

"At this point, we can only use the Dragon-Locking Nail to forcibly seal the poison, using your own lifespan as a catalyst."

As Liu Xuanfeng spoke, a hint of pain flashed in his eyes.

"But the side effect is... each nail driven in will reduce your lifespan by a hundred years. If all three nails are driven in at once, your cultivation will be forever stuck at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, with no possibility of further progress."

"Moreover, it can only be sealed for a maximum of three days!"

Upon hearing this, the others felt a chill run down their spines.

These old bones have been at the Nascent Soul stage for many years, and now they only have less than three or four hundred years of lifespan left.

Even if the fourth brother survives these three needles, he won't have more than ten years left to live.

(End of this chapter)