The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 318 Who do you think you are? Die! (6k)

It was an unimaginably enormous creature, with a wingspan of a hundred feet, and every feather was cast in bronze, gleaming with a metallic sheen under the blood-red setting sun.

Its sharp beak is curved like a hook, and its eyes are blood red, exuding a suffocatingly fierce aura.

"A ferocious bird at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm!" Zhou Qing's pupils shrank, and he quickly pulled Lu Yaoyao to hide to the side.

Fortunately, the other party didn't notice the two little ones below at all and just whizzed past.

"Wait, isn't there a no-fly zone? How did it get airborne? Could it be—"

He stared intently at the departing figure of the ferocious bird, then suddenly realized something and abruptly looked up at the three crimson sunsets.

That wasn't the real sun at all, but some kind of forbidden core!

Zhou Qing's eyes flashed with a sharp light, "This is just a no-fly restriction that only targets human cultivators."

At that moment, a bold idea suddenly surged into his mind—if he could transform into the form of a Golden-Winged Roc, he wondered if he could deceive everyone...

"Master Su, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

A deep voice came from above, interrupting Zhou Qing's thoughts.

The two looked up and saw a huge azure-winged eagle soaring through the air.

Its wingspan was ten zhang, its feathers were like iron, its claws were like golden hooks, and its fierce aura was overwhelming.

Standing atop the eagle's back was none other than Fang Hanyue, the sect leader of the Hunyuan Sect!

He wore a long, dark robe with dark gold embroidered patterns on the cuffs.

His face was cold and stern, his eyes were like abysses, and his aura was as deep as the sea, revealing that he was a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Divine Transformation Realm!
This shows that the Hunyuan Sect is far stronger than the Taiqing Sect.

It should be noted that even the sect leader, Cao Zhengyang, only managed to break through to the Perfection realm a few years ago with the help of the Yin Spirit Stone.

Xuanjizi of Tianji Sect, Xuanyou Fairy of Qingyu Immortal Sect, and Lei Wuji of Jinlei Sect are all in the late stage of the cultivation realm.

Except for... Sikong Yan!

Then, Fang Hanyue leaped down from the eagle's back and landed in front of the two of them, scrutinizing them with a deep gaze.

Zhou Qing did not deliberately show anything further.

Being able to pass through the entrance restrictions safely is itself the best proof.

When dealing with these old foxes who have lived for hundreds of years, sometimes being vague and ambiguous makes them seem more unfathomable.

"Sect Master!" Zhou Qing quickly composed himself, mimicking Su Lishan's unique hoarse voice, and bowed with his hands clasped.

The main problem is that he knew very little about the specific details of this sect leader.

Fang Hanyue's gaze lingered on Zhou Qing's mask for a moment, then swept over Lu Yaoyao beside him, a meaningful smile appearing on his face.

Clearly, they regarded this Nascent Soul stage cultivator as Master Su's accompanying disciple.

Then Fang Hanyue looked at Zhou Qing and said, "Master Su, we should not stay here any longer. Please come with me to the core area."

With that, he raised his hand and waved it. The Azure-Winged Eagle let out a low whistle, swooped down, and landed steadily in front of everyone.

Zhou Qing nodded calmly and led Lu Yaoyao onto the eagle's back.

The Azure-Winged Black Eagle spread its wings and soared straight into the sky!
……

On the back of the sculpture, through a brief exchange, Zhou Qing learned the name of the Hunyuan Sect Master and the general situation of the entire ruins.

According to the Thirteen Sects, who learned from the already opened caves, this small world was created by a powerful figure known as the Primordial Master.

To be precise, it was a place of practice, so they all called it the Primordial Practice Center.

Although there is no clear record of the specific cultivation level of this Primordial Master, his ability to open up such a vast secret realm indicates that his cultivation level definitely surpasses the Spirit Severing Realm.

And just as Zhou Qing had guessed, the three setting suns in the sky were the core of the restrictions on this secret realm.

Apart from birds, any cultivator who attempts to fly will be suppressed by this force.

The Thirteen Sects had tried to break the restriction many times, but found that the seemingly close Blood Sun could not be truly approached no matter what they did, even with the help of their domesticated birds.

Besides, those thundering, upstream rivers are also dangerous places, with an ancient ferocious beast sleeping at the bottom of almost every river, which is extremely difficult to deal with.

When the Thirteen Sects first entered this place, they paid a heavy price for disturbing one of the beasts.

The ferocious beast unleashed terrifying power at the half-step Spirit Severing Realm. In the ensuing battle, seven Grand Elders at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm were forever left at the bottom of the deep river.

After years of exploration, they discovered that these ferocious beasts seemed to be bound by some kind of force and never strayed far from the river.

This greatly reduced unnecessary casualties.

Even more striking are the crisscrossing fissures in the earth, some of which have even formed fiery canyons stretching for thousands of miles.

The dark blue earth fire was extremely hot, enough to instantly incinerate the primordial spirit of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and even a Nascent Soul expert would find it difficult to stay in it for long.

However, deep within these dangerous fiery domains, there is a high possibility that precious, top-grade fire-attribute spirit stones may be nurtured.

Of course, apart from cultivators who specialize in fire-based techniques, it is difficult for others to persist for too long.

But they only had a little more time than the average person, about half an hour.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qing felt a surge of excitement in his heart.

It should be noted that the red flower among his four-colored flowers is able to withstand various high-temperature environments.

Especially after advancing to the Nascent Soul Realm, coupled with the nourishment from the top-grade fire-attribute spirit stones he absorbed daily, his abilities became even more extraordinary.

Thinking of the possibility of exploring deep into the sea of ​​fire, his gaze became profound.

Five Elements Spirit Stones are always scarce.

The Azure-Winged Eagle continued to soar, piercing through the blood-red sky.

Fang Hanyue pointed to the distant mountains that seemed to hang upside down in the sky, and on the summit of each mountain, one could vaguely see the ruins of ancient caves and some human figures.

Over the years, the cultivators of the thirteen sects have tried every means possible. Some cave dwellings have been broken open by brute force, but most are still protected by powerful restrictions, remaining unmoved no matter how the Nascent Soul cultivators attack them.

Left with no other choice, they had to invite the only level-three array master of the Holy Martial Dynasty to investigate.

However, after years of exploitation, the opportunities that were easily obtained in the temple have long been divided up by the thirteen sects.

What remains are either restrictions that are truly difficult to break, or dangerous places where danger and opportunity coexist.

After all, if they don't hurry, and those old monsters at the Spirit Severing Realm take notice, there won't be any left for them.
Zhou Qing silently digested this information and finally gained a clear understanding of the Tai Chu Dojo.

Their next destination was an upside-down mountain range, which possessed one of the strongest restrictions known to date.

The Hall of Calamity has already instructed Wu Tiangang to begin working on breaking the curse.

“Master Su, now that we’ve reached this level of cultivation, there are some things I won’t keep to myself.”

Fang Hanyue suddenly spoke, his gaze lingering for a moment on the chicken head peeking out from Zhou Qing's arms.

Zhou Qing nodded slightly: "Sect Leader Fang, please speak freely!"

Fang Hanyue said, "Alright, since Master Su is a straightforward person, I'll just say it directly."

"The cave we're going to next must contain great treasures, but it's sealed off by a powerful restriction."

"The Hall of Calamity Fire has already asked Master Wu to take action, and our Hunyuan Sect is willing to add another 20% to the original promise as compensation."

He added meaningfully, "This is not only about the dispute between the two schools, but also a contest between two masters. I hope you can understand what I mean, Master Su."

Zhou Qing remained silent.

He understood the implication—Fang Hanyue hoped he could break the restriction first.

According to the agreement of the Thirteen Sects, whoever breaks the seal first will own the treasures inside the cave.

However, his purpose in this trip was not to help the Hunyuan Sect seize the treasure.

Thinking of what the Supreme Elder Jiang Wangchuan said, the real Su Lishan would arrive in three days at the latest, or even earlier.

If his identity is exposed, and he's caught facing over a hundred Nascent Soul cultivators at the Great Perfection stage, plus thirteen others blocking the entrance...

Zhou Qing felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about it.

But he remained calm and said, "Sect Leader Fang, rest assured, I will not let you down."

"Thank you for your hard work, Master Su!" Fang Hanyue nodded in satisfaction.

Zhou Qing glanced at Lu Yaoyao without leaving a trace.

The girl understood immediately. Under the guise of adjusting her clothes, she subtly shifted her position, perfectly positioned herself behind Fang Hanyue, creating a subtle standoff.

“By the way, Sect Leader Fang,” Zhou Qing said casually, “I have something to ask you.”

"Master Su, please speak!" Fang Hanyue said with a warm smile.

With a surge of spiritual energy flowing through his fingertips, Zhou Qing sketched two lifelike figures in the air—the likenesses of his second senior sister, Luo Lingling, and a white crane.

"I wonder if Sect Leader Fang has ever seen these two people?"

The moment the portrait took shape, a sharp killing intent flashed in Fang Hanyue's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

But this fleeting change did not escape Zhou Qing's notice.

An ominous premonition instantly surged into his heart, causing his fingers to tremble slightly involuntarily.

"I don't know who these two are," Fang Hanyue said, squinting his eyes with feigned curiosity.

Suppressing his surging emotions, Zhou Qingqiang had no choice but to lie, saying, "These two stole some of my important forbidden jade slips."

Upon hearing Zhou Qing's words, Fang Hanyue immediately smiled and even breathed a sigh of relief.

"So that's how it is. I thought... Haha, Master Su, don't worry, those two petty thieves are dead. I did it myself..."

"What did you say?!" Before Fang Hanyue could finish speaking, Zhou Qing suddenly stood up, and a whirlwind of violent spiritual energy rose up on the back of the Azure Winged Eagle.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his killing intent was so palpable that it distorted the surrounding air.

The face beneath the bronze mask was ferocious and terrifying, and a head of black hair moved wildly behind his head without any wind.

Lu Yaoyao also jumped up, her face pale and her eyes filled with disbelief.

Fang Hanyue's pupils contracted sharply, and he inwardly cried out that something was wrong.

The reaction of this "Master Su" in front of me doesn't seem like that of someone investigating stolen goods at all.

That overwhelming killing intent was clearly a blood feud!
"You're not Master Su?" Fang Hanyue's pupils suddenly contracted, and a terrifying guess flashed through his mind.

He retreated rapidly, his spiritual energy surging like a raging sea. "Who are you? How did you get in here?"

"How could you possibly kill my second senior sister!" Zhou Qing's voice was as cold as ice from the depths of hell, every word imbued with chilling killing intent.

He ripped off the bronze mask, revealing a young yet ferocious face.

"Little Qing, has Old Mo bullied you again? Come on, your second senior sister will take you to find him, he's gone too far!"

"This is not how you cultivate the 'Taiqing Xuanqi Technique'. Second Senior Sister will teach you."

"Where's Sanhuzi? Call him here. Senior Sister brought you all gifts this time."

"Keep this life-saving talisman on your person. Don't be nervous. You will definitely be able to achieve the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top. Old Mo and I will protect you from a distance."

"My little Qing is really amazing. She defeated five top talents in a row. From now on, I'll follow you."

……

Scenes from the past kept flashing before his eyes; how could his second senior sister, who always protected him, possibly...
At this moment, the Azure Winged Eagle let out a terrified cry, its massive body shaking violently in the air.

The clash of the auras of the two Nascent Soul experts caused it immense pain.

"die!"

Zhou Qing let out a loud shout, and a tetanus ointment suddenly appeared in his hand, instantly bursting with dazzling lightning.

A hundred-foot-long bolt of lightning erupted from the broken part of the sword, illuminating an area of ​​a thousand feet in all directions as if it were daytime.

Fang Hanyue laughed in anger: "You mere late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator dare to be so presumptuous in front of me!" With a wave of his sleeve, seventy-two Chaos Pearls appeared and formed a profound array in the air.

Each bead gleamed with a faint blue light, subtly forming a star map.

"Boom——"

The lightning net collided with the bead array, and the resulting shockwave tore a huge hole in the clouds.

The Azure Winged Black Eagle let out a mournful cry, its iron feathers shattered, and its ten-zhang-long body fell like a kite with a broken string.

Lu Yaoyao was already poised to act, and with a gentle wave of her jade hand, nine ice lotuses bloomed in the void.

The lotus petals swirled, transforming into a rain of icy swords that blocked all of Fang Hanyue's escape routes.

"A mere Nascent Soul cultivator dares to act so presumptuously!" Fang Hanyue sneered, and the Chaos Pearl Formation suddenly shifted.

The seventy-two beads are linked end to end, transforming into a blue dragon.

The dragon's tail swept across, shattering all the ice swords.

Zhou Qing seized this fleeting opportunity, and in a flash, he transformed into a golden-winged roc.

Golden wings unfurled, cleaving the sky and creating a sharp, piercing sound.

Fang Hanyue hastily produced an ancient bronze shield, its surface engraved with ancient mountain patterns.

"clang--"

The golden roc's claws collided with the ancient shield, sparks flying everywhere.

Fang Hanyue felt an overwhelming force coming from him, and his body was forced back three steps uncontrollably, with a trace of scarlet blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"You—" He looked up in disbelief, meeting Peng's sharp, sword-like eyes.

"It can actually fly?"

Fang Hanyue was shocked.

Despite the no-fly zone, the other party was able to spread its wings and soar!

The supernatural power of transforming into a golden roc seems familiar.
Oh, right, Spirit Skull Mountain, Azure Feather Immortal Sect, the legacy of the Old Peng King...

"You are Zhou Qing from the Taiqing Sect!" In an instant, Fang Hanyue seemed to remember something.

He had never been to the Eastern Region of Lingyun Prefecture, but the Third Elder, Ma Cheng, had been there and had told him about Lingku Mountain upon his return.

It was said that Zhou Qing of the Taiqing Sect had obtained the inheritance of the Old Peng King. The Qingyu Immortal Sect even slandered him as having achieved the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, forcing the young man to swear an oath with his master.

He took it as a joke at the time.

Afterwards, Ma Cheng, still unwilling to give up, went to Lingku Mountain again, waiting for the secret realm to reopen, but he never returned.

The extinguishing of the soul lamp signifies that he remains in that region forever.

Zhou Qing ignored him and instead flapped his wings, his figure flashing like lightning to Lu Yaoyao's side as she fell.

Golden wings gently curled, lifting her steadily onto his back.

Lu Yaoyao understood, her slender hands gripping the Ice Soul Sword tightly, and the chilling aura around her condensed once more into ice lotus blossoms.

Fang Hanyue snorted coldly, took the opportunity to create distance, and quickly formed hand seals.

The sky suddenly darkened, and a phantom image of a bright moon appeared behind him.

"The bright moon shines over the great river!"

This is Fang Hanyue's artistic conception: wherever the moonlight shines, all things must submit.

The bright moonlight, carrying a terrifying oppressive force, enveloped Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao.

Lu Yaoyao let out a muffled groan, and the Ice Soul Sword almost slipped from her hand.

Her cold-based cultivation technique was suppressed by the moonlight, causing her spiritual energy to stagnate and become difficult to circulate.

Zhou Qing also felt a heaviness all over his body, as if a thousand-pound burden was pressing on his shoulders.

Just as he was about to break through with his own artistic conception, the three setting suns in the sky suddenly shone with a bright crimson light.

An invisible, terrifying pressure descended upon him, slamming Fang Hanyue back to the ground.

Before Fang Hanyue's Bright Moon Realm could fully unfold, it was forcibly shattered by the suppressive force emanating from the origin of the secret realm.

"Damn it!" Fang Hanyue scrambled out of the pit in a disheveled state. He looked up at the three blood-red suns, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

Zhou Qing sneered, too lazy to argue with this guy any longer.

With his powerful divine sense released, after confirming that there was no one else around, he immediately transformed into his true form, carrying Lu Yaoyao on his back as he swooped down.

Before the three setting suns could exert their power, he flipped his right hand, and an ancient-looking mirror frame appeared out of thin air, its surface swirling with a chaotic aura.

"receive!"

As Zhou Qing activated his spiritual power, thousands of golden threads surged out from the mirror.

Each thread was wrapped in dark red karmic fire, weaving in the air into a giant net that shimmered with the aura of the universe's origin.

Wherever the silk thread passed, even space itself rippled.

"What is this thing?" Fang Hanyue's expression changed drastically. He had never seen it before, but he felt a chill run down his spine.

His past experiences with life and death told him that he had to escape as soon as possible.

But in that moment of hesitation, the surrounding scenery became blurred as if covered by a layer of mist.

Fang Hanyue was horrified to discover that his movements were as sluggish as if he were stuck in a quagmire.

Ignoring everything else, he desperately urged the Chaos Pearl to break free of its restraints.

However, would Zhou Qing give him that chance?
As the output of spiritual energy suddenly increased, the golden threads grew several times longer, coiling around Shang Fanghanyue's limbs and torso like serpents.

"Come in!"

Zhou Qing shouted, and the golden threads suddenly tightened.

Fang Hanyue's protective aura shattered like paper, and he was forcibly dragged towards the mirror.

The moment he touched the mirror, his body twisted and elongated strangely, and he was eventually sucked into the mirror world.

"Junior Sister Lu, the same as always!" Zhou Qing instructed, then handed the frame to Lu Yaoyao before transforming into a stream of light and disappearing into the mirror.

Upon landing again, Lu Yaoyao immediately felt her spiritual energy being swallowed up by the mirror frame as if a dam had burst.

Having had experience before, she immediately took out a large handful of spirit stones and quickly refined and replenished them by forming hand seals.

In the ultimate weapon, the Mirror of Infernal Karma, Zhou Qing couldn't wait for the karmic fire to burn away the opponent's karma, and directly used an inscription-level divine power to kill him.

He even deliberately controlled his strength, using only three strands of Phoenix Dao patterns.

Because he needs to preserve the other person's soul intact in order to perform a soul search.

As the number one person below the Spirit Slayer realm, Zhou Qing had countless ways to crush his opponent.

Golden Crow Technique, Suanni Technique, Tetanus Sword Technique, Emperor's Might, Demon-Subduing Golden Bone.
But the situation in the secret realm was special at the moment, and he could not afford to deal with it slowly.

"Where is this?! Let me out!" Fang Hanyue roared hysterically when he saw Zhou Qing enter.

Zhou Qing remained expressionless, his figure flashing like lightning as he lunged forward.

Soon, Fang Hanyue's shrill screams echoed from the mirror...

After an unknown amount of time, just as Lu Yaoyao was about to give up, ripples suddenly appeared on the mirror surface.

Zhou Qing leaped out and casually tossed a blood-red crystal to her.

"Come on, follow me to a place!" Zhou Qing transformed back into a golden-winged roc, his sharp gaze fixed in a certain direction.

That was the very spot where Fang Hanyue remembered his second senior sister last appearing.

Lu Yaoyao staggered to her feet, tears welling in her eyes: "Senior Sister Luo, she..."

"Second Senior Sister is the most reliable person I've ever met. She won't die," Zhou Qing said, each word filled with unwavering determination.

Lu Yaoyao nodded emphatically, said no more, and lightly leaped onto the roc's back, her golden wings spreading out and bringing up a gust of wind.

The two quickly disappeared into the horizon...

According to the Soul Search, the discovery of this Primordial Dojo was thanks to Second Senior Sister and White Crane.

Many years ago, the battle between the thirteen sects of the Southwest Region and the Wuzu Mountain Range was far more brutal than that in the East Region, with Nascent Soul Realm experts personally participating.

After a fierce exchange, both sides entered a short truce as is customary.

However, this time the Hunyuan Sect had wicked intentions and secretly purchased five dual-color killing formations, preparing to set traps during the truce.

When war breaks out again, we will deliver a fatal blow to the seven sects of the Southern Region.

Ironically, the Hall of Calamity Fire was also plotting the same thing.

Late at night on the seventh day of the ceasefire, the two sides' forces unexpectedly met in the same area.

At this awkward moment, an astonishing surge of spiritual energy suddenly erupted from the east.

To ease the awkwardness, both parties tacitly decided to go and investigate.

Let's see if the sects in the Northern and Eastern Regions are secretly preparing for a fight between the snipe and the clam.

Upon arriving at the scene, they saw Luo Lingling and Bai He opening the entrance to the secret realm.

As the entrance was about to close, the two powerful figures hurriedly tore through space, but the entrance continued to shrink.

There was no other way, so they quickly called people from other sects to come, and that's how the current entrance came about.

As several groups entered, they discovered how ancient the ruins were, and were immediately excited. They then began a joint exploration.

However, Fang Hanyue had other ideas.

The fact that the man and woman were able to enter so easily suggests that they had already explored this secret realm, and they might even have the relevant keys or other valuable information on them.

If found, it will definitely be of great benefit to the subsequent exploration.

So he personally led the search and capture team.

After several days of encirclement and suppression, the two were finally forced to the edge of the fiery crevice.

Despite Luo Lingling and Bai He employing numerous methods, even injuring Fang Hanyue, the gap between the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm and the Great Perfection realm remains insurmountable.

Faced with a desperate situation, the two resolutely leaped into the fiery crevice.

Fang Hanyue had ventured to investigate, only to discover that the flames within the crack were extraordinary, and even he could not linger there for long.

Left with no other option, they had to send people to guard the area.

He had gone down to investigate, of course, but the flames in the crack were extremely unusual, and even with his cultivation level, he couldn't examine them for very long.

Left with no other choice, they had to give up and assigned people to wait up there.

This wait lasted for a full seven days.

After confirming that the two had turned to ashes, Fang Hanyue left five Nascent Soul cultivators to guard them.

However, a year has passed and there is still no trace of it.

In the end, after exploring almost all the opportunities, and given the ferocity of the beasts in the area, they realized that the situation was hopeless.

The thirteen clans then discussed the matter and decided that each clan would only leave twenty people inside, and the fissure in the earth was gradually forgotten.
Zhou Qing couldn't believe that his second senior sister would die so easily.

Because in Fang Hanyue's memory, he saw his second senior sister, though she looked unwilling, jump down covered in blood and gave him the middle finger.

More importantly, her eyes were extremely calm, even... somewhat mocking and disdainful.

(End of this chapter)