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Chapter 310 Sending You Home
Moreover, what just happened was not a pure illusion.

The thatched hut was indeed blasted down, and even the spot where Liu Shuyue had just stood was swept away by the force of the palm strike, creating a large crater. The Cloud-Swallowing Palm wouldn't have caused such a commotion if it hadn't hit its target…

What is real and what is illusion?
Song Wei was momentarily unable to tell the difference!
"Your attempt to win me over was just a pretense... In reality, you wanted to kill a Lianyun Sect disciple, absorb his spiritual energy, and thus increase your own strength," Liu Shuyue continued. "I can sense that the radiance of your spiritual energy has increased significantly since you came down the mountain, but unfortunately, its outline is somewhat blurred. You... have also stolen other people's spiritual energy?"

"You've misunderstood, Senior Sister. I really want to cooperate with you! If you had agreed to my plan, why would we have ended up like this?" Song Wei put on a pained expression, but in her heart, she activated the new spell she had developed.

Fusion soul!

As his thoughts blossomed, his two subordinates instantly froze and collapsed to the ground. A large amount of spiritual energy flowed into his body, causing his aura to surge several times over.

He could hear the sound of insects crawling over the treetops and see the finest eyelashes on Liu Shuyue's face. He felt an endless flow of power within him, and the other disciples of the Lotus Cloud Sect were not worthy of being compared to him!

"Immortal Master, be careful! There's something wrong with his aura!" Fu Jiaolu warned.

"Too late." Song Wei threw out a stack of paper figures, which transformed into nine-foot-tall puppets the moment they landed. Two of them charged towards the horned deer, while the remaining seven or eight pounced on Liu Shuyue.

He was the most skilled disciple in magic in the Lotus Cloud Sect. Although he had just made a mistake, it did not mean that he could not defeat Liu Shuyue.

So what if it's the Eight Gates Formation of Life and Death? No spell that produces illusions can have a lasting effect on a practitioner with a firm will.

Unless the opponent sets up another formation.

But he won't give his senior sister that chance.

While the paper figure was entangling Liu Shuyue, Song Wei formed hand seals, preparing to set up a restrictive formation to prevent any escape spells from being cast.

Stab it!

All eight paper figures were broken in two.

Three flying swords surrounded Liu Shuyue, each with golden light flowing from its edge.

Song Wei's hand froze halfway through the spell. How could the paper puppet not even buy him ten breaths? This was a spell he cast after merging with the soul, its effects and power greatly enhanced. Normally, a single paper puppet could easily kill a rogue cultivator, and even cast iron armor couldn't withstand a light swipe from a paper puppet...

He knew Liu Shuyue wouldn't be easily defeated by the paper figures, but surely she wouldn't be able to wipe them all out in the blink of an eye?

Is that the Thousand Thoughts Sword? But... it doesn't feel entirely like it.

"Sister, you..."

"A paper puppet used by rogue cultivators, yet it possesses such power in your hands. It seems you've made considerable progress in your cultivation these past few years." Liu Shuyue's words seemed to be a compliment, but her eyes clearly blazed with anger. "Do you know what you look like now? You look exactly like a demon!"

Multiple points of spiritual energy intertwined, their outlines blurred and indistinct—what else could they be but demons?
What is unusual is that he seems to still retain consciousness and has not been overwhelmed by the spiritual energy refined by his fellow cultivators, which is probably related to the bodies of the two cultivators lying on the ground.

What exactly has he been researching all these years?
With a flick of her finger, Liu Shuyue dispatched a sword of energy that swiftly dispatched the paper figures surrounding the talisman-horned deer. "You step back. I'll deal with this man."

"...You really did find out." Song Wei vaguely sensed something was amiss, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. Senior Sister Liu was undoubtedly furious, but her anger wasn't because she had attacked her. "That's right, the sect's rules are outdated. I've transcended past limitations and developed spells that can overturn the cultivation system. Even the weak tricks of rogue cultivators can unleash tremendous power in my hands! Given time, I will surely become the most outstanding Immortal Master of the Lotus Cloud Sect!"

Liu Shuyue laughed in exasperation, "If this technique were truly as good as you claim, why would you have used poison first?"

Did the sect see this? Did Master see this?
These are the disciples of the Lotus Cloud Sect!
In a flash, she unleashed three swords of energy from three directions toward Song Wei, while simultaneously leaping forward herself.

Song Wei shouted loudly, and a thick shield of spiritual energy erupted from his body, which withstood the sharp edge of the Thousand Thoughts Sword. He then swung his fists and fought with Liu Shuyue!
The two fought from the ground to the sky, each collision a direct clash of spiritual energy, the booming sounds like thunderclaps, causing ripples on the lake's surface and birds and beasts to flee in panic.

The more Song Wei fought, the more she felt something was wrong.

How come Liu Shuyue is holding her own at all?!
His spiritual energy is now equivalent to three times hers, and his spells are at least one level higher. Under such intense attacks, her spiritual energy circulation should have been unable to maintain itself long ago!
He could also use his mental cultivation to perceive Liu Shuyue's spiritual energy clusters, but judging from their intensity alone, they were far inferior to his own, not much stronger than the immortal masters of Yue Kingdom or Luo Kingdom, but...

Its radiance never diminished, as if it were endlessly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!

"Certainly!"

Just as he was distracted, Liu Shuyue suddenly shouted.

Song Wei paused slightly, for less than a blink of an eye, but then a transparent chain appeared in mid-air and bound his feet.

What kind of magic is this? Song Wei was terrified!

The Immortal Binding Rope? Impossible, that's his signature move; none of the other disciples know it!

While he was being held back by the chains, a sword flashed down and struck his neck precisely.

Almost simultaneously, a barely perceptible distortion appeared between Song Wei and the sword energy, causing the sure-fire strike to miss its mark. Fear instantly gripped Song Wei's heart.

The art of shedding one's skin has vanished!
This means that if he is struck by the Thousand Thought Sword again, his life will be in danger!

Forget it, let's abandon this plan for now. As long as we're alive, we can always find another way. Song Wei took out a Wind-Riding Talisman and fled out of the village on the wind.

This escape covered fifty miles.

He dared not linger and intended to continue applying the Wind Riding Talisman, but the next moment, he returned to the lakeside, as if the series of escape routes he had just taken were all an illusion.

“You can’t escape.” Liu Shuyue’s cold voice rang in his mind. “Once you’re caught by Qianji Suoyue, you’ll be pulled back no matter where you run.”

Song Wei lowered her head and was surprised to find the transparent chain on her ankle faintly visible.

"Thousand Machines Locking the Moon? What kind of magic is that? The Lotus Cloud Sect never taught it!" he said incredulously.

"This is what my apprentice taught me." Liu Shuyue floated in the air, raised her right hand, and hundreds of qi swords appeared behind her, their tips flashing with lightning. They were obviously all imbued with the Heavenly Thunder Decree to deal with demons.

How can this be?

Song Wei couldn't understand how a celestial master who was rejected and opposed by his own kingdom could be so strong. He had gone to great lengths to find Liu Shuyue because she had lost all her external support and should be one of the weakest disciples.

With Liu Shuyue's command, golden sword light rained down like raindrops, striking the immobilized Song Wei. In desperation, the latter converted all her spiritual energy into a shield, attempting to block this devastating attack!
In an instant, the vast wilderness shook violently, with explosions resounding continuously, like a deafening barrage of artillery fire.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a large pit more than fifty feet wide appeared on the ground. Trees thicker than a person had fallen, and lake water was pouring into the pit along the boundary.

Song Wei is still alive.

But he was already covered in wounds and all four limbs were broken. He had exhausted all his spiritual energy and could not even stand up.

He doesn't understand.

The power that Liu Shuyue has shown has surpassed that of all her fellow disciples. Why would someone with such strength be willing to stay in such a desolate and barren place?

Liu Shuyue landed slowly, holding a sword of qi in her hand, and came to him.

"You...don't kill me..." Song Wei struggled to raise her head. "If I die...this unique spell will be lost. If you can learn it, unifying the six kingdoms will be a piece of cake...ugh!"

He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood halfway through his sentence, and his facial features began to contort.

Liu Shuyue saw Li Taoyao's face in his – another disciple of the Lianyun Sect. "You killed Li Taoyao?"

"I...I had no choice. She was just too much. Only by taking away her spiritual energy could the Xia Kingdom survive..." Song Wei clutched her wound, looking at Liu Shuyue with a pleading expression. "We are both immortal masters, you should understand my predicament..."

Yes, she naturally understood... The kingdoms varied in size and strength, yet each could be assigned a Celestial Master, making this cultivation journey destined to be filled with sorrow.

"I will not take your life," Liu Shuyue said.

"Thank you so much, Senior Sister, for sparing my life. I will now reveal the secret technique—" Song Wei suddenly froze halfway through his sentence, because the other party had already plunged the Thousand Thoughts Sword into his chest. He could feel his spiritual energy flow completely interrupted, and a piercing pain shot through his chest.

You actually lied to me!?

He glared, wanting to rebuke the other person, but the blood choking into his lungs left him only able to hiss and exhale.

Just then, Song Wei saw a trace of unspeakable sadness on Liu Shuyue's face, as if she really didn't intend to kill him.

"I'll walk you home."

She gripped the hilt of the sword and twisted it, completely shattering her junior brother's heart.

Song Wei collapsed.

His eyes were full of resentment and doubt. What home does a celestial master have?

Liu Shuyue felt a wisp of spiritual energy rise from Song Wei's body, drift towards the northeast, and disappear into the horizon in an instant.

That is also... the direction of the summit of Kunlun.

(End of this chapter)