Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 25 Taotie
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"Now I know all of Wang Xi's plans. Moreover, he is arrogant and thinks too highly of himself. If that Song Yan is smarter, he might be able to turn the tide."

Inside a secluded cave, a young man dressed in a black robe sat cross-legged, holding a strangely shaped ancient flute in his hand.

"I'm curious what's in the Qiankun bags of the inner disciples of the Xuan Yuan Sect?"

"Unfortunately, Song Yan will eventually find out the secret of this ancient flute."

Wan Songran chuckled lightly, but her eyes held a chilling killing intent: "Since that's the case, let's be frank with each other."

"Oh?"

“Abandoning their easily defensible territory and coming to us of their own accord… Hmph, everyone says the fox clan is highly intelligent, but I think they’re nothing special. In the end, they’re just beasts.”

"But this way it saves a lot of trouble."

Calculating the time, the boy sat up from the ground and walked out of the cave.

Below the cave, the ground was littered with the countless corpses of wolf and fox demons. Wan Songran looked at the flute in his hand, grinned, and his eyes gleamed with delight and greed.

It is said that the ancestor of the Wan family was a great cultivator with the ability to understand the heavens and the earth, but no one knows the specific level of his cultivation.

Later, this great monk was murdered by treacherous people and passed away in Danyang Prefecture, Chenzhou.

After that, the Wan family prospered for a period of time, but due to making too many enemies and the fact that the talent of the family disciples was not as good as the previous generation, it gradually declined.

To this day, excluding those disciples who have no talent for cultivation, the Wan family of Chenzhou has only about twenty true cultivators.

Precarious.

Wan Songran was the most talented disciple of this generation, and the Wan family head sent Wan Songran to the Lingfu Sect, one of the six major sects.

A month and a half ago, the previous head of the Wan family, Wan Songran's grandfather, summoned him back to the family and bestowed this strange flute upon him.

"What a bunch of stupid, stubborn old fogies."

Wan Songran muttered to himself.

"Such a precious treasure, if we had used it properly, how could the Wan family have fallen to this state?"

"But this is not bad. Let me, Wan Songran, lead the Wan family to regain its glory."

He leaped forward.

"It's not over yet?"

He stopped on a tree branch and looked into the distance.

"Ow—"

At this moment, in the arena not far away, a high-level first-tier wolf demon was engaged in a fierce battle with another fox demon. The wolf king let out a furious roar, which made Wan Songran dizzy in the distance.

"Even the Nightwind Wolves, whose intelligence is incomplete, have such terrifying howls."

"My strength is insufficient now, and the flute music can only slightly affect late-stage first-tier demonic beasts, and only for a breath or two. To think that I can contend with these two beasts with this is nothing short of a pipe dream."

"but……"

"Om-"

The flames between the fox's brows were now fully ignited. It slowly raised its head and stared at the Night Wind Wolf King before it with a cold gaze.

Those golden vertical pupils emitted a faint, dazzling light, which, reflected in the darkness, seemed like a declaration of death.

"boom!"

The bursting flames suddenly rushed towards the Night Wind Wolf King. Just as the latter was about to dodge, it heard a melodious flute sound coming from the mountains and forests.

A moment's distraction and pause allowed the wolf king to take the full force of the flames, and also disrupted the great fox's magic for a time.

The big fox glanced thoughtfully at the north.

"laugh--"

"Ow..."

With a scream, the wolf king seemed to sense that something was wrong, but its limited intelligence prevented it from thinking too much. It simply urged itself to unleash all its fury on its nemesis.

The wolf king pounced viciously on the big fox.

"The Night Wind Wolf is bloodthirsty and warlike, and the Fire Pattern Fox is skilled in demonic magic. Once they are both severely weakened, I will strike and reap the benefits. Two late-stage first-tier demonic beast cores! And all these demonic beast corpses on the ground..."

"Wang Xi, Wang Xi, should I thank you...?"

Just as Wan Songran was lost in thought, a pair of bright eyes were also fixed on the battlefield.

He released his spiritual sense and tentatively scanned the direction from which the flute music came, and sure enough, Song Yan discovered him.

"Wan Songran...?" At only the sixth level of Qi Refining, he can command a pack of Night Wind Wolf demons, including first-tier high-level demonic beasts. Is that flute really that miraculous?

"No, it seems the two great demons were only affected for a fleeting moment..."

The two demonic beasts clashed again, and the flute music rang out once more.

The great fox was about to dodge the wolf king's sharp claws, which were covered in wind blades, but it was bewildered by the sound of the flute and hesitated for a moment.

puff.

This almost tore off the big fox's right ear, and its eyes were also scratched so badly that blood gushed out.

"Woo——"

Song Yan lowered his head and asked, "Xiao He, this flute music seems to be able to control demonic beasts. Do you... have any effect on it?"

"It seems... I'm just a little sleepy, but other than that, there's nothing else affecting me."

Xiao He poked her head out and said softly, "This flute music should only work on the monsters he wants to control. If I stay alert, I'll be fine!"

Song Yan nodded, feeling somewhat relieved.

"laugh--"

Taking advantage of the fox demon's unpreparedness, the wolf king grabbed the big fox's neck with its hind legs, then raised its front paw and slammed it down hard on the fox's left eye.

The battle was still at a stalemate. The Night Wind Wolf King's body had been burned to a crisp in many places, and the joint of its left hind leg had been bitten off by the big fox. The big fox was not in much better shape either. The right half of its ear had disappeared, blood was flowing from its right eye, and its body was covered in scratches. It was panting heavily.

"I'll sing you one last song."

Wan Songran smiled contemptuously, arrogantly regarding the two demonic beasts as mere playthings.

As the flute music began, the wolf king and the great fox pounced on each other, engaging in a final, desperate battle.

"Fellow Daoist Song, now that you've seen the miraculous effects of my Taotie Immortal Flute, why don't you show yourself?"

Since Song Yan had come looking for them on his own initiative based on the communication talisman, there was no need for him to hide anything anymore. He even deliberately let out a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations so that the other party would notice.

He walked out slowly, but didn't say anything. He just stared at the two late-stage first-tier demons that were gradually losing their life force after fighting in the arena.

"Since you have come looking for me, I will take that as your consent."

Intelligent people don't need to spell things out; the communication talisman clearly indicated a desire to join forces against the enemy.

"Who wants to kill us?"

“Xuan Yuan Sect, Royal Seal”.

Wang Xi?

Song Yan frowned. In the previous few actions, perhaps he had been immersed in practicing a few techniques in the sword manual, and he had not noticed anything strange about Wang Xi.

"why?"

"laugh……"

Wan Songran scoffed: "In the cultivation world, it's a dog-eat-dog world where murder and robbery happen all the time. Do we need any other reason?"

"..."

"But my cultivation of immortality is for eternal life, for a carefree existence..."

A glint flashed in his eyes: "I simply don't want to be seen as an ant or livestock by others!"

"Tell me, what are your plans?"

Wan Songran raised an eyebrow: "Plan? There's no plan."

"When he comes to us, we'll use all our strength to take him down. It's that simple."

Wan Songran seems to be very confident in his abilities?

Song Yan felt somewhat puzzled.

Even with this strange flute, how could two poor outer sect disciples possibly fight against an elite inner sect disciple from the number one sect in Chu?
"The secret realm will only exist for half an hour, and the exit of the secret realm will only be open for a short while."

“Wang Xi’s spiritual power is approaching this place.” Wan Songran’s expression was cold and stern. Several blue-eyed eagles circled and perched among the treetops. “The jade pendant at his waist can sense the location of the secret realm’s exit.”

"Only by killing him can we survive."

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