Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 302 Seeking Revenge
The man in his prime gently raised the knife in his hand, then swung it sharply.

The deep, dark lines on the blade quickly faded, returning to their original simplicity.

He took a slight breath and turned his gaze to the duel between Song Yan and Yang Wenxuan.

He glanced at it a few times, then squinted and chuckled softly.

“You’re absolutely right. This Dharma body is indeed very suitable for him.”

The Dharma Body's battle stance was wide and sweeping, causing Yang Wenxuan to retreat steadily.

At this moment, he was disheveled, looked like a madman, and his aura was fluctuating wildly, beginning to become somewhat unstable.

The backlash from the forced ascent in realm began to manifest; blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

For some reason, Xie Laomo didn't respond, and only grunted after a while.

However, Sheng Nian showed no intention of helping.

Firstly, he knew that Song Yan and Yang Wenxuan seemed to have some past grievances, so it was better to let him handle it himself.

Secondly, he also had something else to do.

He casually picked up the array plate that had fallen to the ground after He Yiming's body disappeared, and then flew into the sky.

His divine sense spread out, searching for Zhou Mengdie's figure amidst the chaotic soldiers.

Soon, his gaze fell on a certain spot on the edge of the training ground.

At this moment, Zhou Mengdie was wearing a suit of armor that didn't quite fit her, but it seemed "more than enough" to cover her petite body.

The slightest movement of its body caused a clanging sound, and the sound was empty and desolate.

Zhou Zixiu was somewhat amused and exasperated: "Daughter, what are you doing wearing this?"

"Of course, it's to protect yourself!"

"What's the use of that?! Ugh, silly girl."

Qin Zhan was also beside him, and seeing Zhou Mengdie talking to herself, he was somewhat puzzled.

Just then, everyone saw the young man who had killed General He hover in the air, scanning his surroundings.

"He's not coming for us, is he?"

"You're just a Qi Refining cultivator, staying here peacefully. What would anyone want from you, you silly girl?"

"Don't call me silly anymore!"

Zhou Mengdie was furious. She felt that she had been extremely unlucky and wronged on this trip.

However, after thinking it over, he didn't blame Senior Brother Song Yan, but instead scolded that Elder Yang Wenxuan.

All she hopes now is that Senior Brother Song can find some time out of his busy schedule to take her away.

This place is far too dangerous.

"Okay, okay, don't tell me."

Just then, a lot of panicked noises suddenly arose all around.

Looking up, they saw that the young man had actually come straight here.

The soldiers around them scattered in panic, and Zhou Mengdie and Qin Zhan originally wanted to hide with the crowd as well.

However, wherever they went, that person came from.

Finally, Sheng Nian walked up to Zhou Mengdie and Qin Zhan. The other soldiers dispersed, weapons in hand, and surrounded the three of them warily.

"you you you……"

Zhou Mengdie trembled and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

“This senior!”

Qin Zhan spoke first: "I am a disciple of the Qin family of Southern Chu. I don't know where I have offended you, senior. Please be lenient and let me off the hook."

"Once we leave this Immortal Dynasty ruins, the Qin family will surely reward us handsomely!"

In Qin Zhan's view, there was no reason for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to deliberately cause trouble for them, the Qi Refining soldiers.

After much thought, they probably realized that he recognized her as a member of the Qin family and had the idea of ​​killing her to steal her treasure.

So he quickly spoke first, offering favors and benefits to appease the other party before proceeding further.

Ke Shengnian raised his eyelids and glanced at him casually: "Who asked you?"

Qin Zhan was stunned and speechless.

"This is none of your business, get lost."

"Leave far away."

Sheng Nian didn't know this person at all, and usually had no interest in cultivators at the Qi Refining Realm.

Although Qin Zhan was puzzled, he responded repeatedly, glancing at Zhou Mengdie.

His expression held a hint of relief at surviving a disaster.

I wonder how Junior Sister Zhou offended this fiend; she's probably going to die this time.

Zhou Mengdie huddled up in a ball: "Senior, I...I don't know you."

Sheng Nian raised an eyebrow.

Is this the successor of Xie Laomo's mortal enemy?

He doesn't seem like a very ambitious person, and he's quite timid.

It seems that he may have only inherited some knowledge by chance.

Although it may seem inhumane to attack this weak woman, one must accept whatever opportunity one has and bear whatever consequences one has.

If anyone is to blame, it's her lack of ability.

Sheng Nian was not a hesitant person; he immediately drew his sword and rose up.

In the dream, Zhou Zixiu was slightly lost in thought, seemingly unable to discern anything.

They had no idea why the Foundation Establishment cultivator would attack this girl.

Zhou Mengdie's eyes widened, her face turned ashen, and she trembled like a leaf.

A flash of light appeared before my eyes, and I felt a deep sense of despair.

"My life is over!"

She fainted on the spot.

Just then, Sheng Nian suddenly felt that the sword in his hand had lost its strength.

A feeling of drowsiness and heaviness surged through my body almost instantly.

"!?"

I was startled, but there was no time to do anything.

His body swayed, and he was about to fall.

Not only those in their prime, but everyone within a radius of several feet fell asleep immediately and entered a deep slumber.

The soldiers of the Great Yan Kingdom surrounding the area, once they entered the dream, immediately dissipated, turning into blood-red spiritual light that vanished.

"wake up!"

Within his body, Xie Laomo activated his divine sense and let out a fierce shout.

The youthful eyes regained some clarity, but the feeling of drowsiness still lingered.

He quickly swung his sword and flew backward.

The feeling of being exhausted only gradually disappeared after they had retreated several meters away.

Stopping his retreat, steadying himself, and calming his breathing slightly, Sheng Nian frowned as he looked at Zhou Mengdie, who had fainted on the ground, his expression wary.

"Old Xie, what's going on?"

"..."

To the soldiers who were not affected by Zhou Mengdie, this Foundation Establishment realm enemy general drew his sword and stepped forward, but then dodged away.

It's baffling.

It's like he was trying to tease the girl, but accidentally scared her so much she fainted.

Xie Laomo muttered to himself, seemingly answering him, yet also seemingly not answering at all.

"It's him!? How is that possible..."

Sheng Nian remained silent, listening as Lao Xie repeatedly raised certain possibilities, only to then overturn them himself.

They seem unwilling to believe this possibility.

"is it him……"

"It must be him."

"No, no, no, that's not right! He must have already been destroyed, how could he be here!"

“It’s him, but…”

Sheng Nian raised an eyebrow; it was the first time he had ever seen Lao Xie in such a crazy state.

After listening for a while, he finally couldn't hold back and spoke up: "Old Xie, the person you're talking about, are you referring to Zhou Zixiu? Your mortal enemy, right..."

Xie Yucheng suddenly fell silent.

"You've been chasing me for years, and even after I'm dead, your ghost won't leave me..."

What if they just happened to appear in the State of Chu?
Sheng Nian thought about it for a moment, but didn't say anything.

He himself felt that the possibility was not high.

The world is vast, encompassing all corners of the earth and the four seas and eight wastelands. After tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes, the probability of both of them appearing in the State of Chu by chance is extremely low.

It's more plausible to say that this person also came to the State of Chu in search of the old demon.

"There's nothing we can do, Lao Xie."

He sheathed his sword: "It's not that I don't want to avenge you, I just don't have the strength." This already involved a battle between two ancient monsters who had lived for tens of thousands of years, and Sheng Nian naturally knew his own limitations.

Xie Laomo was silent for a moment, then finally sighed, "Never mind."

Just then, more than twenty scarlet rays of light converged from afar and fell into his ancient talisman.

At the same time, the corpse puppet A Yuan also flew down in front of him.

"Young Master, those two have been killed."

Sheng Nian looked A Yuan up and down. Although A Yuan was also injured, it wasn't serious, so he nodded.

"Okay." He was about to leave with A Yuan when he suddenly stopped and looked at the corpse puppet with great interest.

"Hey? Yuan, do you usually...sleep?"

"sleep?"

A Yuan was taken aback. Even though he couldn't see the face behind the mask, he could sense the man's confusion.

But since it was ultimately the young master's problem, he honestly shook his head.

"Then you probably don't dream, right..."

"..."

A Yuan was silent for a moment, but then replied, "Very few."

Ok?
Rarely means there is.

Now it was Sheng Nian's turn to be puzzled. Why did A Yuan, who usually didn't sleep, dream?

But now, he doesn't dwell on this issue.

Pointing to Zhou Mengdie, who was fast asleep on the ground, he said to A Yuan, "Try walking forward."

The corpse puppet A Yuan didn't know what to do, but simply listened to the orders and did as instructed.

He walked forward with steady steps, and Sheng Nian followed a step behind him.

It was about two or three zhang away.

A Yuan's body suddenly went limp, and she almost fell down, but Sheng Nian pulled her back.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Sheng Nian suddenly burst into laughter. So this is what it's like to suddenly fall asleep while walking. It's quite funny.

"It seems that even with your special constitution, you can't avoid it."

"..."

A Yuan looked at the girl in silence.

Sheng Nian patted him on the shoulder: "Forget it, let's go and check on Lao Song."

"Yes."

The two flew away, leaving Zhou Mengdie unconscious on the spot, and the soldiers around her who were at a loss and dared not move.

When Sheng Nian and the corpse puppet A Yuan arrived at the scene, they happened to run into Wu Cai Die and the others, who had also finished their battle and arrived above the military camp.

To be fair, the Wu siblings and Wei Zhi are indeed quite capable.

The five of them fought against four Foundation Establishment cultivators. After a fierce battle, they only lost one person, but managed to kill all four of the opponents.

Although the fact that five people attacked together and gained the upper hand first was a factor, it was enough to prove their strength.

Li Yan is dead.

His companion seemed to have inherited his ancient talisman.

Everyone looked toward the military camp and the battlefield.

At this moment, Yang Wenxuan was on the verge of death, his head being grabbed by the huge Dharma body and held in front of Song Yan, seemingly being asked something.

Perhaps sensing the arrival of the group, Song Yan slightly turned his gaze toward Sheng Nian.

"Gou Sheng, can you search his soul?"

Sheng Nian was taken aback.

There are some things I'd like to know.

Upon hearing this, everyone present changed their expressions.

Soul search...?
Yang Wenxuan was covered in wounds and was barely breathing. Hearing this, he was utterly horrified.

"You...you monster!"

"You, you will die a miserable death..."

Vicious curses kept pouring out of his mouth.

"Elder Yang." Song Yan looked down at him and said, "Are you really stupid, or have you been knocked silly by my Great Radiance?"

"If I were truly a demon, would I need my brother's help?"

Sheng Nian raised an eyebrow, feeling both bewildered and somewhat honored.

"Cough... I'm afraid that won't work."

He shook his head: "In any case, this is a cultivator in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and the strength of his soul is no less than mine."

"It can't be done."

"..."

Hearing Sheng Nian's explanation, Yang Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Yan was silent for a moment: "Nothing works? Even if we let A Yuan beat him unconscious, it still won't work..."

"you!!"

Yang Wenxuan's eyes widened, a surge of anger rising in his chest. He felt stars appear before his eyes and the world spinning around him.

After hearing this, A Yuan clenched his fists and was about to take a step forward when Sheng Nian stopped him again.

"Am I your master, or is he your master?"

Sheng Nian rolled her eyes at him: "Why do you do whatever Lao Song says? If he asked you to kill me, would you do it?"

A Yuan silently took a few steps back.

"The strength of the soul accompanies the cultivator's three souls and seven spirits. Even if you destroy his cultivation, it will still remain."

"But if you erase his soul, you will not get what you want."

"The method of soul searching has many restrictions; it cannot be performed casually."

Sheng Nian was too lazy to explain further, so he waved his hand, indicating that he had no other choice.

You can't talk to someone who doesn't practice demonic arts.

"I see."

Song Yan nodded, secretly thinking it was a pity.

He originally thought that as long as the other party could not resist, he could see other people's memories, just like in the Yin-Yang Realm.

I didn't expect there to be so many restrictions.

It seems that demonic cultivation techniques aren't all that great.

"Ok."

Song Yan looked down and glanced at Yang Wenxuan.

The coldness in his expression was enough to freeze his soul.

Yang Wenxuan seemed to sense something; his eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to shout.

Bang-!
A crisp sound suddenly rang out on the field.

With a single grasp of his palm, the Dharma Body crushed Yang Wenxuan's head and body.

Wu Yun stood behind Wu Caidie, staring blankly at Song Yan without saying a word.

In the world of cultivation, killing is not actually a very frightening thing.

However, the sudden sound of Yang Wenxuan's head exploding without warning startled everyone.

When he realized he couldn't search the soul, he crushed the person almost instantly.

That's too casual.

How many people has he killed?

Song Yesheng...

Wu Yun pondered the name in his heart, wondering if it was his real name.

The Dharma body dissipated, and Song Yan stepped forward and took Yang Wenxuan's Qiankun bag.

Although it's impossible to search his soul, it's highly likely that the inner sect spy that Senior Brother Lin Qing mentioned is him.

I just wanted to verify it.

Song Yan glanced at Wu Caidie and the others one last time.

He originally intended to take care of these people here, but he didn't expect them to be quite capable.

Moreover, although these cultivators were eyeing him covetously, he couldn't find a reason to attack them for the time being, so he decided to give up for now.

The subsequent battlefields were no longer Song Yan's concern.

After He Yiming died, the Wind and Thunder Formation became an unclaimed formation, and even cultivators with little skill in formations could easily stop it from operating.

Soon, a close follower of the Qin army who was familiar with Song Yan stormed into Daming Pass and captured the pass.

Song Yan didn't care about the battle situation; he only wanted to know if his contribution could be considered meritorious.

and also……

Where is Zhou Mengdie, my junior sister?

(End of this chapter)