Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 675 Is a Deputy Hall Master Not a Hall Master?

Xiaoqing darted swiftly through the mountains and forests, her emerald green skirt fluttering in the wind.

With a light touch of her toes on the branches, her figure moved through the forest like a streak of blue lightning. A fierce fighting spirit burned in her almond-shaped eyes, and the oil-paper umbrella she gripped tightly gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

"Since that bastard Xu Xuan is willing to believe me," a smug smile played on her lips, the silver bells in her hair jingling with her movements, "then I, Green Serpent, will show him what true strength is today!"

"stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and the entire forest twisted and deformed. The once lush trees turned into hideous claws, and the vines on the ground twisted into the shapes of venomous snakes.

Hundreds of lesser demons materialized from the void, wielding various weapons, their battle cries causing the birds in the forest to scatter in all directions.

Xiaoqing suddenly stopped, the white jade umbrella spinning once in her palm, bringing with it a sharp gust of wind.

Squinting, I saw a hunched figure appear on the boulder ahead—an old fox with white hair and beard, wearing a dark red cloak, its huge tail dancing like flames behind it.

"Several patrol teams disappeared yesterday; it seems some foolish monster crossed the line."

"I immediately stayed here for a day and actually caught a big one."

"Even that old snake Yuanling fell into my hands, you junior, surrender now!"

The old fox chuckled sinisterly, its withered, claw-like fingers swirling with a blood-red, demonic aura.

The demon in front of us is clearly not from Dongting. If we capture it and interrogate it, we might find something else.

But while he was still basking in the satisfaction of his calculations, he suddenly felt a sense of unease.

Looking again, he saw that the monster opposite him showed no fear at all, only its merciless vertical pupils staring down at him.

Xiaoqing tossed the white jade umbrella high into the air. The umbrella unfolded with a "whoosh," and countless runes on the ribs lit up with a blue light, instantly transforming into a sky-like barrier that enveloped the surrounding area.

"I'm in a hurry."

As the crisp sound rang out, the old fox's expression changed drastically.

He saw a terrifying aura emanating from the girl's eyes, her black hair moving without wind, and illusory snake scales beginning to appear around her body. Even more frightening was the distortion of the void behind her, as if some enormous creature was manifesting.
The old fox's tail bristled; he finally realized the enormity of his mistake. This wasn't an ordinary snake demon, but...
"boom--!"

Amidst a deafening roar, a colossal azure python burst forth from the void. The python had grown jade horns on its head, and its body was a hundred feet long, its coiling form blotting out the sky and the sun. Every scale gleamed with a cold, iron-like light, its edges sharp as blades, capable of cleaving through the void with a gentle sway.

Beneath the canopy of the white jade umbrella, the phantom of the mortal python continued to expand, ancient and obscure runes appearing on its green scales. In the blink of an eye, the phantom transformed into a second canopy, echoing the white umbrella barrier and forming a balance of yin and yang.

The image of the deity is above, and the principal deity is below.

A terrifying magical artifact, an ancient Dharma form, and unfathomable cultivation.

The old fox was stunned. Before it could beg for mercy, Xiaoqing took out a jade bottle and poured out nine Gui Water Thunder Pearls.

In an instant, lightning flashed nine times, and all the surrounding demons, monsters, and rocks vanished into the material world.

Only after being severely injured did the old fox realize that he had offended someone he shouldn't have. In a panic, he summoned his natal magic weapon and turned to escape, only to find that his legs had been severed by two sword lights at some point.

The ancient celestial green serpent opened its blood-red maw, and the terrifying suction force uprooted all the rocks and trees on the mountain.

The giant python snapped its fangs shut, and the entire forest shook violently. When the dust settled, only a bottomless crater remained, not even a single fox hair was left.

Xiaoqing deftly caught the falling white umbrella, its surface spotless. She casually plucked a fallen leaf from her hair, looked down the mountain, and snorted softly, "Besides Xu Xuan, who else would dare to treat me like a little monster?"

"keep going."

The Taihu Lake Water Lord, whose fighting spirit has been ignited, has now entered a very terrifying state.

In layman's terms, she was unstoppable. When she stepped into Wuchang County, the entire city was shrouded in an eerie atmosphere.

The afterglow of the setting sun stained the mottled city walls blood red, and an atmosphere of fear permeated the air.

The streets were deserted, with only occasional dark shadows flitting across the eaves, their crimson eyes gleaming in the darkness. These were ghosts summoned by grievances and various negative emotions.

"Hmph, the rampant demonic influence in Dongting Lake has caused countless human tragedies."

Xiaoqing gently stroked the umbrella handle, feeling the cool touch of white jade on her fingertips. She could sense the resentment permeating the city, the wronged souls of those who died unjustly wandering the streets and alleys, transforming into vengeful ghosts and demons.

The tip of the umbrella lightly touched the ground, and a blue ripple spread out silently.

Several shrill screams came from the shadows, and several dark figures vanished into thin air in an instant.

Xiaoqing continued walking without looking back, her black hair fluttering in the wind, her skirt sweeping across the moss-covered stone steps.

Inside the command post, candlelight flickered.

Zhuge Yu was looking down at the battle scenario on the sand table, his brows furrowed and his expression somewhat bewildered as he gently waved his feather fan.

He then threw away the feather fan and slapped himself.

Who do I think I am to be worthy of holding this fan?

He still can't break the deadlock; he's such a useless piece of trash.

With a creak, the door was pushed open. Zhuge Yu looked up sharply and saw Xiao Qing, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes: "Has Young Master Xu returned?"

"No." Xiaoqing walked straight to the head seat, her clothes fluttering as she sat down gracefully. Her movements were swift and decisive, exuding an undeniable aura.

Zhuge Yu sighed deeply, his feather fan unconsciously waving faster: "It seems we really have to execute that vague tactic. Is splitting our forces into two groups really a good idea? Can we really accomplish such a difficult task?"

"I'm enough here. Isn't the deputy hall master a hall master too?"

Xiaoqing's tone was calm, yet it exuded a convincing confidence. In the candlelight, her profile was resolute, and the shadow of someone could be vaguely seen between her brows.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and in a daze, they seemed to see Xu Xuan sitting in that seat.

To be fair, the deputy leader is usually a reliable person, and he's also rich and powerful. The key point is that he's not as crazy as the leader, Xu.

So people can still trust us at this time.

Master Qing tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, the crisp sound particularly clear in the silent command post: "Now, the frontline command is under my command."

Yan Chixia stood with his sword in his arms, Yu Bai held the judge's pen, and Zhuge Yu gently waved his feather fan. The three of them responded in unison.

“Hero Yan,” Xiao Qing’s eyes flashed like lightning, “come with me into the Zi River and slay the Blood Vine Demon King.”

"Notify Master Mao to immediately proceed to Baling County to prepare for the opening of the Three Divine Swords Altar."

"Yu Bai, quickly contact Li Xianfeng and have her bring 'Two Heroes and One Cloud' to meet us."

"Master Zhuge sits in the central command, overseeing the overall situation."

Each command was delivered with resounding force, and Xiaoqing's eyes flashed with sharpness.

Long, slender fingers traced across the sand table, and cyan demonic energy flowed among the flags, instantly transforming the previously scattered layout into an orderly one.

(End of this chapter)