The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 350 What does the Chicken Prince's murder have to do with my Taiqing Sect? (6k)

"Crack!"

Under the terrifying pressure of the three Deathly Calamity Finger, the light barrier of the mountain-protecting formation finally gave way, cracking open with a shocking gap!

Cao Zhengyang and the others' expressions changed drastically, and a hint of despair flashed in their eyes.

Nangong Xiong Ba stood with his hands behind his back, a cruel smile curving his lips: "The game is over."

But in the next moment, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and his figure turned into a blur as he instantly retreated a hundred feet!

"boom!"

The world suddenly turned cold!

A bone-chilling cold current swept in from the void, freezing spiritual energy wherever it passed, and even causing fine ice crystals to condense in the space itself.

In the void, a graceful figure in pure white walked through the snow, her silver mask reflecting a cold light, and frost spreading as she raised her hand.

The necromancer's finger, powerful enough to destroy a sect, froze into an ice crystal sculpture in an instant, then turned into dust that fell from the sky.

"A game?" The cold female voice carried a chilling undertone. "Such a hasty ending, wouldn't it be a waste of all the effort you put in, fellow Daoist?"

"Yes, if we're going to play, we should play to our hearts' content!"

Another languid voice drifted down from the clouds, and a woman in white, also wearing a mask, stepped into the air, her toes touching the ground and blooming into ice lotuses.

With a slight lift of her slender fingers, the vast landscape was draped in silver.

The second Necromancer's Finger shattered inch by inch in absolute zero, turning into countless ice shards that scattered across the sky.

When the two women stood side by side, even the arc of their fluttering clothes was exactly the same.

The third finger was frozen in the double cold domain in the next second, and finally annihilated into specks of starlight.

Nangong Xiong Ba's pupils shrank sharply, and for the first time, the powerful aura of the Spirit Slaying Realm around him fluctuated violently.

His voice was filled with disbelief and shock.

"Two Spirit Severing Realm cultivators?! How is that possible—"

The Holy Martial Dynasty has only seventeen Spirit Severing Realm experts on the surface, and almost all of them achieved this breakthrough by relying on the secret techniques passed down by the royal family.

He knew, of course, that over the past three thousand years, there had indeed been a very small number of exceptionally talented individuals who, without the aid of external forces, forcibly broke through to higher realms solely through their own innate abilities.

But such people, throughout the entire history of the dynasty, number only two or three!
Otherwise, the Holy Martial Dynasty wouldn't have only managed to advance to a fourth-level cultivation nation three thousand years ago, after the old emperor broke through to the Spirit Severing Realm.

But who could have imagined—

Two Spirit Severing Realm experts are hidden within this remote mountain gate?!

With the three Deathly Finger shattering one after another, Cao Zhengyang and the others were finally able to catch their breath.

Especially after seeing the Lu sisters take action, the weight that had been hanging over their hearts finally lifted.

However, they also knew that unless absolutely necessary, they would never easily reveal their identities, otherwise it would attract the attention of the royal family and might even lead to deeper trouble.

However, the entire Taiqing Sect was in an uproar!
"Two Spirit Severing Realm experts? And they're from our Taiqing Sect?!"

"Are we dreaming?!"

"Is our sect's foundation really that terrifying?!"

……

Countless disciples were dumbfounded, and some even pinched themselves hard to confirm that they were not hallucinating.

Some of the younger disciples were so excited that they were incoherent:

"If we had known that the sect had a Spirit Severing Realm expert in charge, would we have had to fight so hard? The Azure Flame Dao Palace is nothing!"

At this moment, Xuan You Fairy of Qingyu Immortal Sect, as well as the four Supreme Elders Yun Jing, Ji Xuan, Gu Po, and Lei Zhen, were also too shocked to speak.

They stared intently at the two white-clad figures outside the barrier, then glanced at the calm expressions of Cao Zhengyang and the others, and suddenly understood—

The Taiqing Sect is far more unfathomable than they imagined!
"Fortunately...we made the right choice." Fairy Xuanyou sighed inwardly, a sense of relief welling up within her.

……

"Fellow Daoist, please!" Nangong Xiongba suppressed his shock and watched the Lu sisters warily.

He secretly circulated his spiritual energy, ready to deal with any possible surprise attack.

The two women did not respond, but simply gave a cold snort.

The oppressive aura of the Spirit Severing Realm completely locked onto Nangong Xiongba, making him feel like he had a thorn in his side and dare not make any rash moves.

Just then, Cao Zhengyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened his back, and slowly walked out.

Despite facing a powerful expert at the Spirit Severing Realm, he remained neither humble nor arrogant, bowing respectfully with his hands clasped, his voice steady and powerful:
"This junior, Cao Zhengyang, the sect leader of the Taiqing Sect, may I ask, senior—why did you attack my Taiqing Sect without distinguishing right from wrong?"

He paused, looked directly at Nangong Xiong Ba with a frank gaze, and continued, "We have never met you before, so if there is any misunderstanding, please speak frankly."

Nangong Xiong Ba coldly swept his gaze across the crowd, his eyes lingering on the Lu sisters for a moment before finally letting out a cold snort and waving his sleeve!
"Wow—"

The spiritual energy surged and condensed in mid-air to form a lifelike portrait.

"Do you know this person?" Nangong Xiong Ba's voice was chilling.

The portrait depicts a young man with sharp eyes and a hint of wickedness between his brows.

Upon seeing this, the peak masters' pupils immediately contracted!
Mo Xingjian took a sudden step forward, exclaiming, "This is my eldest disciple, Gui'ao! What... what happened to him?!"

Nangong Xiong Ba sneered: "Don't worry, he's perfectly fine—I haven't been able to find any trace of him yet."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xingjian's tense nerves finally relaxed slightly, but then tightened again, and he vaguely understood something.

He took a deep breath and bowed solemnly: "It is my fault for failing to properly discipline Ghost Hound. If Ghost Hound has offended us in any way, the Taiqing Sect is willing to apologize and do everything in its power to make amends..."

"Heh." Nangong Xiong Ba sneered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "It doesn't matter. This Ghost Hound only killed my direct descendant, Nangong Xiao."

Upon hearing this, Cao Zhengyang and the others' expressions changed drastically!
He killed a direct descendant of a Spirit Severing Realm cultivator and said he "didn't care"?
This is clearly sarcasm!

No wonder this senior was so furious that he came to our door!

Lu Yuanzhi snorted coldly, his snow-white long sleeves fluttering even without wind: "Fellow Daoist, we have cultivated to this level, we should have long understood that grudges in the cultivation world should not harm mortals, much less implicate the innocent."

"Judging from your behavior, are all your family members precious and untouchable?"

"They beat the young and then the old ones come; such tyranny is no different from that of ordinary bullies."

Lu Yuanjiu also stepped forward, his voice as cold as frost: "On the path of cultivation, life and death are preordained."

"If we take our anger out on the entire sect just because a member of our clan has died, wouldn't all the cultivators in the world be slaughtered until rivers of blood flowed before we stopped?"

Nangong Xiong Ba suddenly burst into wild laughter, the sound of which shook the surrounding spiritual energy: "What a fine saying, 'Life and death are predestined'!"

He abruptly stopped laughing, his eyes flashing with a cold light. "I said, a mere good-for-nothing clansman is no match for you. But—"

With a wave of his sleeve, another figure materialized in the air.

The man wore a bizarre chicken-head mask with cutouts around the eye sockets, revealing a pair of cold and ruthless eyes.

"Do you know this person?" Nangong Xiong Ba asked, enunciating each word clearly.

The group looked at each other and shook their heads.

How can someone be identified while wearing a mask?
However, as Mo Xingjian stared at the portrait, his heart sank suddenly!
A sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in my heart.

"He calls himself Young Master Chicken, a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Divine Transformation Realm," Nangong Xiong Ba suddenly sneered.

"Initially in the Sea of ​​No Light, he single-handedly slew nine of the Great Cloud Bandits—"

He paused, then added, "By the way, those nine were all ruthless veterans at the peak of the Nascent Soul realm. In addition, tens of thousands of Tribulation Cloud Bandits were also slaughtered by him, leaving no trace of their bodies."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

One person killed nine people of the same level?

They are also at the Great Perfection level, but they are already at their limit when fighting against one or two people. If they are not careful, they may even capsize in a ditch.

Nangong Xiong Ba continued, "But this is just the beginning. In the capital, he first killed a Nascent Soul Realm elder of my Nangong family in the street, and then killed five Nascent Soul Realm elders and many other Nascent Soul Realm cultivators who were stationed in the capital in the Blood Maple Forest."

Upon hearing this, everyone finally understood why this senior was so angry.

Killing six Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection cultivators in succession is indeed too provocative.

It should be noted that before they reached the Great Perfection realm, only eight senior uncles and senior aunts, including Duanmu Shu, had reached this level in the entire Taiqing Sect.

Even the Tianji Sect and the Qingyu Immortal Sect couldn't gather six Great Perfection experts.

This young master Chicken practically wiped out the top-tier combat force of a major sect single-handedly!

Lu Yuanzhi and Lu Yuanjiu had furrowed brows beneath their masks.

They then realized, the Nangong family?

Could this person be Nangong Xiongba of the Nangong family of Yaoguang Prefecture?

Back when they were still at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm, they had no chance to see these elusive Spirit Slaying Realm cultivators.

But the next moment, Nangong Xiong Ba's words caused everyone's expression to change drastically:

"Not long after, this person killed twenty Nascent Soul Realm cultivators from my Nangong family in the Ancient Beast Wilderness outside the capital city."

"This includes my carefully nurtured, only direct disciple Nangong Lu, who is expected to advance to the Spirit Slaying Realm."

Everyone couldn't believe their ears.

This rooster prince is truly a killer!
As a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm, why would he focus solely on a powerful figure at the Spirit Severing Realm who is causing trouble for the forces?
They killed twenty-six Great Perfection cultivators in total, a number comparable to the combined total of those present from the Taiqing Sect and the Qingyu Immortal Sect!

This is practically a blood feud!

Cao Zhengyang suppressed his shock and said in a deep voice, "Senior, what does this matter have to do with my Taiqing Sect? Why are you taking your anger out on us?"

"What does this have to do with anything?" Nangong Xiong Ba laughed angrily. "This young master is a formation master who has condensed eight thousand spirit seals! Do I need to say more?"

Everyone's expression changed drastically.

Eight thousand spirit seals? That's close to the level of a fourth-level formation master!

Throughout the entire Taiqing Sect, only Zhou Qing was proficient in the art of formations, but everyone had witnessed that he had only condensed three thousand spirit seals...

It should be noted that array masters of this level usually only exist in those old-established level-four cultivation countries with profound foundations, or even the legendary level-five cultivation countries!

"Stop pretending to be confused!" Nangong Xiongba shouted. "His name is Zhou Qing. He calls himself 'Chicken Prince' because he keeps a spirit chicken!"

"what?!"

This news shocked everyone, and after they came to their senses, they all instinctively looked at Mo Xingjian.

Mo Xingjian was shocked, his eyes flashing with unbelievable ecstasy.

He rushed to the front in three strides: "Senior, are you saying that Zhou Qing has condensed eight thousand spirit seals?!"

"You—!" Nangong Xiong's hands were bulging with veins from his anger, but he suppressed his rage after glancing at the Lu sisters.

“That’s right! You’ve indeed taught two ‘good disciples’!” Nangong Xiong Ba said through gritted teeth.

Upon receiving confirmation, Mo Xingjian suddenly threw his head back and laughed, his laughter filled with pride.

Indeed, his Four Flowers Gathering at the Top talent destined him for extraordinary combat power, not to mention that he also received the inheritance of that level-five formation master in Spirit Skull Mountain.

That kid certainly lived up to expectations!
At this moment, even the usually aloof Lu sisters could not hide their shock.

They clearly remembered that back in the secret realm of Baiyu Taixu Academy, Zhou Qing was just a junior array mage who followed Master Lin around doing his work.

He also repaired the healing formation left by Elder Weng for Lu Yuanjiu. How long has it been? He's already almost at the threshold of a fourth-level formation master!
Lu Yuanzhi's lips curled slightly under the mask, and a hint of relief flashed in her eyes.

She was right about him; this kid can cause a huge stir wherever he goes.

I wonder if he has seen his third sister yet?
It's best not to use that foxfire lamp, lest the Emperor Xuanyuan Hao find out.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Xuan Yuanshuo was squinting at the two suddenly appearing female Spirit Severing Realm experts, his brows furrowed.

"Could it be a backup plan left by that Second Uncle?" He squinted and muttered to himself.

Second Uncle favored Zhou Qing greatly, not only personally taking him to fulfill the bet he made with him many years ago, but also sparing no effort in cultivating him.

Zhou Qing did indeed live up to expectations, defeating several of his subordinate generals and disciples in succession.

Unfortunately, Jiang Pojun's life was saved, but his soul power was damaged after being brutally searched by Yan Sen, a cultivator from another cultivation country who was at the Spirit Severing Realm.

From this point on, he would often become absent-minded and unresponsive when called. (Chapter 291)
Last time, I went with others to the territory of the Flood Dragon Emperor Xuanqiu for training, but I got lost.

By the time they found him, the child had become a walking corpse, a tomb guardian, shrouded in the remnants of the Spider King Yeluo's obsession.

The Longxiang Army couldn't bear to see him become such a grotesque figure, and with tears in their eyes, they gave him a release.

"Sigh," Xuan Yuanshuo sighed softly. He could have intervened at the time, but unfortunately, the other party was also a mid-stage Spirit Slaying Realm expert.

Moreover, he was still fully engaged in refining the Tiger King and simply couldn't spare any time to fight the outsider to the death.

Furthermore, the other side was located in the border area at the time. If the two Spirit Severing Realm experts were to engage in a full-scale battle, the aftershocks alone would be enough to cause the entire defensive line to collapse.

At that time, not only will Jiang Pojun die, but hundreds of thousands of soldiers will also lose their lives.

If this further provokes those few covetous demon kings to take advantage of the situation...
Xuanyuan Shuo shook his head, suppressing his chaotic thoughts, and looked towards the Taiqing Sect again.

He had suspected many times that his second uncle was hiding in the Taiqing Sect. Every time he came to Zhou Qing for help to transform into the Peng Emperor and stabilize the border, he would secretly release his divine sense to investigate.

But no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't catch even the slightest trace of the old man's presence.

At that time, he guessed that the other party must have already left.

After all, this guy is like the drifting clouds on the horizon, never lingering anywhere.

Yet this very person possesses an inexplicable charm—from sect patriarchs to common laborers, everyone he comes into contact with looks up to him with favor.

Including himself.

This was by no means a simple matter of temperament, so he guessed that it might be related to some kind of Heavenly Dao Qi that the other party had refined, or the enhancement of the Nascent Soul, or even the Divine Transformation realm.

But whatever the possibility, these two people in front of him might be old friends of his, or perhaps they owe him a favor and are only here to oversee things because Zhou Qing is their disciple.

……

When they heard that the Chicken Prince was Zhou Qing, the Taiqing Sect members never expected that their little sect leader would make such a sensation in the capital!

But soon, that pride was replaced by trepidation.

Those were a full twenty-six cultivators at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm!

No wonder this powerful Spirit Slayer personally came to our door...

Mo Xingjian took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement, and stepped forward to cup his hands in greeting.

"Senior Nangong, you are wise. My disciples have always been law-abiding and would never cause trouble without cause. There must be more to this matter than meets the eye. I hope you will understand."

"Enough!" Nangong Xiong Ba interrupted sharply, his eyes flashing with cold light. "Right and wrong are meaningless now! I've come here today to seek justice for them!"

"Twenty-six Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection cultivators, did they just die in vain like that?"

Upon hearing this, everyone became even more certain that the Nangong family was in the wrong first!

Zhou Qing and Gui Ao were new to the capital and unfamiliar with the place, so why would they deliberately invite trouble?

Moreover, the other side often sends dozens of people of the same level to attack, which is clearly bullying the weak with numbers!

Even so, those at the Spirit Severing Realm are still extremely rare in the Holy Martial Dynasty.

Rather than creating a deadly feud, it's better to find a way to resolve it.

After all, the other party had been operating in the imperial court for many years and had a complex network of relationships.

Now that so many Great Perfection cultivators have been lost, it's hard to guarantee that they won't take their anger out on Zhou Qing, who is far away in the capital.

The two children are now in hiding, their whereabouts unknown. They must evade the Nangong family's pursuit while also guarding against the covetousness of other forces.
It's heartbreaking to think about.

Cao Zhengyang had no choice but to step forward again and bow deeply: "Since things have come to this, I am willing to apologize on behalf of Zhou Qing."

"The Taiqing Sect is willing to give up all its treasures, only hoping that the senior can calm down his anger and give the Taiqing Sect a chance to make amends."

"You?!" Nangong Xiong Ba's forehead veins bulged. "What decent compensation can a rural sect offer?!"

Moreover, when it came to compensation, his hatred intensified.

His own treasury had been emptied out; the mere treasures of the Taiqing Sect probably couldn't even compare to a single item in his treasury!
Moreover, he now utterly despises those who wear masks.

The Chicken Prince is one, the Spirit Severing Realm cultivator who stole his inner treasury is another, and so are these two female cultivators in front of me!

No wonder Zhou Qing acted so recklessly; it turns out he had two Spirit Severing Realm experts backing him up!
If they retreat now, how will the Nangong family maintain their foothold in the capital in the future?
Blood must be shed today, no matter what!

"You Zhou Qing killed twenty-six of my men." Nangong Xiong Ba grinned maliciously, pointing at the Taiqing Sect members. "Today, there are exactly twenty-six of you. Then let's pay for this blood debt with blood!"

Everyone's expression changed drastically.

Lu Yuanzhi and Lu Yuanjiu stepped out side by side, their cold voices falling like frost and snow: "With us here, you can't hurt a single member of the Taiqing Sect."

"Hahaha!"

Nangong Xiong Ba laughed wildly, "When Spirit Severing Realm cultivators clash, it's either you die or I die! I want to see if this small sect can withstand the power of three Spirit Severing Realm cultivators!"

Lu Yuanjiu's gaze sharpened beneath his silver mask as he exchanged a glance with his sister.

Things have come to this point, and this battle is unavoidable.

Lu Yuanzhi immediately sent a telepathic message to Cao Zhengyang: "Quickly lead everyone to evacuate through the teleportation array! With you here, we're actually being held back!"

Cao Zhengyang understood and immediately led his disciples to retreat to the back of Shenyue Peak.

At this moment, he was extremely grateful to have captured Tianji Sect, Jinlei Sect, and Qingyu Immortal Sect.

They truly mastered the art of having three burrows; otherwise, the Taiqing Sect would be in grave danger today.

At this moment, Yan Xiaohu stood behind the crowd, holding the old hen, stunned in place, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

After all, he had given Zhou Qing the nickname "Chicken Prince" before.

"Is Fourth Brother that capable? You didn't sense danger and ran back, did you?"

Yan Xiaohu looked at the old hen and said.

The old hen clucked and blinked her beady eyes, looking completely bewildered.

"What are you spacing out for!" Mo Xingjian rushed over and slapped him on the back of the head. "Get out of here!"

Yan Xiaohu grinned and quickly followed.

The Lu sisters watched everyone leave, then turned coldly to Nangong Xiong Ba: "Are you sure you want to make a move?"

Nangong Xiong Ba's spiritual energy surged, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky: "Enough with the nonsense, today I'm determined to destroy the Taiqing Sect!"

"This is a good opportunity for me to see who you really are!"

He took a step forward, and the void beneath his feet exploded, revealing a ten-thousand-foot-tall demonic bear dharma image behind him.

Its crimson eyes were like two blood moons, its fangs were menacing, and when its bear paws slammed down, the space collapsed inch by inch!

"boom--!!!"

With the force of a single palm strike, the earth trembled for miles around, the mountains surrounding Taiqing Sect shook, and countless palaces collapsed.

Some disciples with low cultivation levels who rushed to the back of Shenyue Peak were directly shocked, bleeding from all seven orifices and fainting.

"court death!"

Lu Yuanjiu snorted coldly, raised her delicate hand slightly, and a cold glint flashed from her fingertip—

"Extreme Cold Path - Eternal Freeze!"

"Click——"

The heavens and earth froze!

Nangong Xiongba's demonic bear dharma form was instantly frozen, and even the spiritual power surging around him solidified into ice crystals.

The vast sea of ​​clouds transformed into glaciers, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.

However, would a veteran expert at the Spirit Severing Realm be so easily suppressed?

"break!"

Nangong Xiongba roared, his spiritual power erupting like a volcano, shattering the ice layer inch by inch.

He clenched his fists, and the demonic bear behind him roared to the sky, shattering thousands of miles of ice, and attacked again!
Lu Yuanzhi's eyes turned cold. He formed a hand seal and uttered a single word—

"cut!"

"Zheng——!"

A streak of icy blue sword light flew out from between her brows. The sword was crystal clear, as if it were forged from ancient ice. Wherever the sword passed, even the void began to freeze!
Nangong Xiongba's pupils shrank sharply; this sword strike sent a chill down his spine.

"The Boundary-Suppressing Bell!"

He slammed his fist on his chest, and the phantom of an ancient bronze bell appeared. The bell's sound reverberated, transforming into layers of golden ripples, attempting to block the sword strike.

"clang--!!!"

The sword light struck the bell shadow, bursting out with dazzling light, the void shattered, the chaotic energy surged, and the entire world trembled!

Nangong Xiong Ba groaned, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. The illusory image of the World-Suppressing Bell was actually cracked by a single sword strike!
"How can it be?!"

He was shocked; the two of them were working together so well that the power they generated far exceeded his expectations.

"Come again!"

Lu Yuanjiu coldly shouted, clasped his hands together, and a towering ice tree appeared behind him. As its branches and leaves swayed, countless ice blades fell, each one enough to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator!

"Extreme Cold Path - Ten Thousand Blades Fall from the Sky!"

"Whoosh whoosh-!"

Ice blades rained down like a storm, and Nangong Xiongba roared in anger. His Demon Bear Dharma Form slammed its palms together, shattering countless ice blades, but he was still forced to retreat step by step!

"Damn it!"

His eyes flashed with ferocity, and he bit his tongue hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His hands formed a hand seal—

"Nine Li Forbidden Technique - Black Sun Burns the Sky!"

"boom--!"

A massive black sun rose from behind him, the intense heat and extreme cold colliding, distorting the entire world!

Inside the Taiqing Sect, countless disciples looked up in horror, only to see the sky torn apart, one half frozen for thousands of miles, the other half engulfed in black flames!
As Lu Yuanzhi retreated, he waved his sleeve, and an ice barrier enveloped the core area of ​​the Taiqing Sect, preventing the aftershocks from destroying the sect and the three-colored array below.

At the very least, we must buy them time to escape!
Not far away, Xuan Yuanshuo watched this scene silently, his brows furrowed, constantly analyzing the identities of the two masked Spirit Severing Realm cultivators from various clues...

(End of this chapter)