Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 94 The oriole is behind
The lotus seed held by the moon hung in Song Yan's palm, and the faint moonlight rose and fell in his hand.

The yellow-robed Taoist boy's suspended body trembled violently, his pupils contracted sharply, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

Even the demonic phantom behind him became somewhat unstable.

"Impossible...this is impossible!"

This sudden scene, and the appearance of the other lotus seed, completely overturned his thoughts at that moment.

"You can't fool me, this is another lotus seed... Where did you get it?!"

"The other one?"

Song Yan listened as if he were hearing a joke: "Where am I, a cultivator in the mid-stage of Qi Refining, supposed to find such a treasure as the Moon-Carrying Ancient Lotus?"

"You yourself know that even if you search the entire Chu Kingdom, you absolutely cannot find a second one!"

The group of cultivators stared blankly at this sudden turn of events.

The young Taoist in yellow was somewhat uneasy, and he couldn't tell whether the boy was telling the truth.

Several years ago, he and another demonic cultivator were chased here and accidentally obtained a scroll of records.

It appears to have been recorded by the leader of the earliest generation of independent cultivators in Linghua Valley.

It mentions that Linghua Valley was established based on the lotus seeds of the ancient Tuoyue Lotus.

Knowing that the power of independent cultivators was no match for that of sects and demonic cultivators, and fearing that they would be coveted and suffer calamity, our ancestors concealed the existence of the Moon-Carrying Lotus Seed under the guise of spiritual spring pearls and jade.

The spiritual eye is born of heaven and earth and cannot be stolen; it is used to protect future generations from unwarranted disasters.

The lotus seeds of Tuoyue were full of vitality and extremely suitable for cultivating the Yellow Spring Demon Art practiced by the yellow-robed Taoist boy, which is why they plotted to seize them.

hum...

The young Taoist in the yellow robe looked rather gloomy.

The ghostly aura emanating from his palm gradually dissolved the translucent jade of the so-called "spiritual pearl."

The lotus seeds inside were revealed.

Upon closer inspection, the one in my hand, compared to the one in the young boy's hand, indeed had more spiritual energy but less vitality, and was indeed like a counterfeit.

Now, I was somewhat convinced.

Liang Feng stared blankly at the lotus seed in Song Yan's palm.

The young Taoist in the yellow robe could no longer accept this change. His face contorted with rage, he shouted, "What on earth is going on?!"

Song Yan replied without batting an eye, "Naturally, it's following Senior Yu Zhen's plan!"

"You don't really think these clumsy tricks can escape the discerning eyes of your seniors?"

Cong Yuzhen was slightly taken aback, but her expression remained unchanged.

Heaven have mercy, I knew absolutely nothing about it!
After retrieving the lotus seed, Song Yan continued, "Senior had already sensed something was amiss. This time, feigning to let Brother Liang succeed was merely a ploy to lure the snake out of its hole..."

"Catch them all in one fell swoop!"

He gave a half-smile: "If you want to know whether that lotus seed is fake... it's very simple."

"If you manage to escape from your sword this time, go back and try it out, then you'll know."

It rained heavily.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the flying sword Chi Yu had already arrived!
Cong Yu is a very pure person.

She appreciates sincerity.

Trust those who are willing to help you.

Therefore, she believed what Song Yan said: the lotus seeds in the demonic cultivator's hands must be fake.

Then I have nothing to worry about.

With a flick of his wrist, a surge of powerful spiritual energy rushed forth.

He uttered softly, "No life rain."

hum-

In an instant, the torrential rain suddenly stopped, and countless raindrops hung in the air, no longer falling.

The boy from the underworld felt his heart skip a beat.

With that one strike, countless raindrops suspended in mid-air suddenly transformed into needles, hurtling towards him with incredible speed.

"boom!"

The yellow-robed figure was surrounded by demonic energy, and the demonic form that was about ten feet long grew to thirteen feet, and its aura became more solid, protecting him within it.

bang bang bang...

The sounds were continuous, like a cold spring striking jade.

The immense spiritual power and the rain of swords filled the air, causing fear to rise in the hearts of everyone in Linghua Valley.

The lotus seed holding the moon fell from the sky and disappeared into the bushes in the forest.

In a corner where no one paid attention, Xiao He emerged from the shadows and gently carried it away.

Only now did Song Yan let out a barely perceptible sigh of relief.

What he feared most was that the yellow-robed demonic cultivator, in a fit of anger, would destroy the genuine original Moon-Supporting Lotus Seed.

In this situation, he has countless ways to get through it.

"..."

As expected, the aura of the demonic figure grew weaker and weaker.

However, the "rain that keeps guests coming back" disappeared at this time.

Just as the yellow-robed Taoist was about to use his Taoist magic to escape, a light blue sword light, carrying violent water elemental power, flew towards him at high speed!
It swept past the astonished gaze of the man in the yellow robe.

puff--

Without any hindrance or obstruction.

He actually killed the man in the yellow robe on the spot!

Even the blood was swept away by the sword light, leaving only a withered corpse, like a skeleton, lying on the ground.

"..."

Song Yan stared at this scene in disbelief...

"Foundation-level demonic cultivator..."

"Just like that..."

"Dead?" The look in Cong Yuzhen's eyes held a hint of awe.

In pursuit of the ultimate, deadly strike, Cong Yuzhen also exhausted her spiritual power.

He was slightly out of breath, but still acted swiftly and decisively.

She casually picked up the man in the yellow robe's storage bag and called out to the crowd below, "Take Liang Feng with you and return to Linghua Valley for a meeting!"

"Yes, senior."

Before leaving, Cong Yuzhen's gaze lingered on Song Yan for a moment.

"You come with me."

……

Dozens of miles away.

A mountain village.

A writhing mass of flesh, accompanied by wisps of pale yellow mist, was slowly moving in the shadows.

"Damn damn damn!!!"

"That woman! That brat! I'll remember you!"

It kept cursing, unable to vent the anger that had been building up inside it.

"When I have mastered the Yellow Springs Demonic Art and made a comeback, I will make you wish you were dead!!"

"Fortunately, I am cautious in all things and left a clone here..."

Suddenly, in the distance, a little boy appeared, seemingly lost in the woods.

"Heh! I was just worried about not having a physical body..."

"Then I'll use you for now!"

The flesh and blood clone of the yellow-robed Taoist boy slowly moved towards the little boy.

"..."

The little boy had already spotted the strange creature from afar, but in his terror, he could only open his mouth wide, too frightened to utter a sound.

He staggered and fell to the ground.

He watched helplessly as the flesh and blood slowly swelled, gradually solidifying into the shape of a small person, which slowly walked towards him.

"It's alright...child..."

A hoarse, gloomy voice came from somewhere unknown within this "little man".

"never mind……"

The "little man's" hands, covered in blood, slowly reached out towards the little boy.

"fine……"

The sound stopped suddenly.

A horizontal sword was gently placed against the "little man's" neck.

A cold voice came from behind.

"He's alright now."

His face, in the prime of his life, appeared exceptionally angular under the moonlight.

"You've got a serious problem."

"..."

He slightly moved his sword, about to deliver a strike, when he heard the voice from within his body.

Before you kill him, don't you want to see what he can do?

"..."

The flesh and blood clone of the yellow-robed Taoist boy was now filled with unconcealed fear. If he died this time, it would truly mean the annihilation of his body and the dissipation of his Tao.

He immediately began crying and begging for mercy.

"Senior, spare me! Senior, spare me... uh..."

A pair of large hands had already gripped the "little man's" head.

His eyes, though in their prime, were now veiled in a crimson hue.

"Soul-Stealing Technique!"

……

……

"Ha, I thought that the younger generation would have made some progress over the years, but I never expected that each generation would be worse than the last..."

"Hey old ghost, this 'Desire Realm Asura Dharma Body'... sounds pretty powerful."

"The demonic foundation of the Asura Path. You'd say it's powerful... so-so, not as good as the one I taught you..."

"Can I practice both sets?"

"Ha, he's courting death."

"..."

After a moment of silence, the eerie voice suddenly changed its tone: "However..."

"Speaking of which, if your fellow villager could control his demonic thoughts, this technique... would be quite suitable for him..."

"Ah...you old devil, are you really an ancient demon lord? How come you always think of a righteous cultivator like him..."

"Hehe, I think that kid is more suited to become a 'demon' than you."

"..."

"...I'll make a copy and give it to him later."

"However, the name of this technique needs to be changed. If people see such a strange name, they won't dare to accept it."

"..."

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