From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 234 The Legendary Master of Qingxiao Sect

As night fell, Murong Tiancheng leaned against a rock, gazing at the magnificent starry sky, lost in thought, reflecting on his life.

From birth, he was told by Taoist priests that he was destined for greatness. By the age of three, he had mastered the family scriptures, and by the age of five, he had learned martial arts and knew that he would become the best in the world.

By the age of sixteen, Murong Tiancheng had mastered all the martial arts techniques in his family, and even his grandfather said that he had the potential to become the strongest person in the family's history.

He was proud, having never encountered any difficulties before.

Until he was cut in half at the waist...

He still feels fear when he recalls being cut in half at the waist.

He didn't get a clear look at what it looked like, but after being cut in half at the waist, he clearly felt something lingering around him, scrutinizing him with extremely malicious eyes.

As the night deepened, his thoughts grew heavier.

Looking at the bloody mess on his waist, he felt that he was finished and death was getting closer and closer to him. He even wished that he would die soon.

He no longer had the strength to comfort his sister and could only numbly wait for the last moment of his life.

Just then, footsteps came from the darkness beside him, making Murong Tiancheng's eyelids twitch.

Murong Tianxuan, who was crying, trembled with fright and quickly looked up in the direction from which the sound came. She instinctively grabbed the sword beside her.

Murong Tiancheng could only see out of the corner of his eye that a figure was walking out of the darkness and getting closer and closer to them.

"Who... is it a human or a ghost?"

Murong Tianxuan asked cautiously, her voice trembling with tears.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qingqiu emerged from the darkness and threw three needles at Murong Tiancheng.

Upon seeing that the visitor was human, Murong Tianxuan breathed a sigh of relief. Although her fear had subsided, she remained vigilant. Encountering a human in such a desolate place might not be a good thing.

Murong Tiancheng's vision quickly cleared, and he even felt some sensation returning to his body, which made him feel somewhat dazed.

Li Qingqiu looked at Murong Tianxuan and asked, "Was he killed by something unseen?"

Murong Tianxuan snapped out of her daze, quickly stood up, and nodded, saying, "That's right, you know about that thing too?"

"You're lucky he didn't eat you."

Li Qingqiu spoke up, explaining that because there had been instances of disciples from the Training Hall being possessed, he had used his spiritual sense to examine the brother and sister, but found nothing unusual.

In the memories of the Ghost King's divided soul, the Ghost King was extremely greedy and would never let go of his prey. However, judging from the man's injuries, it had been at least two hours. Could it be that the Ghost King had left?
In addition, Li Qingqiu was also very curious about the origins of the two of them. Being able to stop such a serious injury to the waist was no simple matter of internal strength.

"What exactly is that thing? A ghost?" Murong Tianxuan asked cautiously.

Li Qingqiu replied, "Yes, a ghost that likes to eat people. Before eating them, it will torture its prey. There is no more terrifying torture in the world than encountering it."

These words reminded Murong Tianxuan of her previous fears once again.

It wasn't that she didn't want to escape with her second brother; firstly, Murong Tiancheng's injuries were too severe, and secondly, she always felt that thing was nearby.

"Brother... thank you for healing me... I can't go on living... please take my fifth sister back to Cangzhou, our Murong family will definitely repay you..."

Murong Tiancheng looked at Li Qingqiu and said weakly.

Under the cover of night, he looked so pitiful, with only his upper body remaining.

Li Qingqiu raised an eyebrow and asked, "The Murong family? What is Murong Xi's relationship with you?"

Murong Tianxuan asked in surprise, "You know my sister?"

Li Qingqiu had never met Murong Xi, but he cared about Zhang Ping and knew that there was such a woman harassing Zhang Ping.

“I only know her. You carry your brother back. I’ve stopped the bleeding for him. From now on, just give him water and he’ll survive.”

Li Qingqiu replied, and then stepped forward, walking between Murong Tiancheng and Murong Tianxuan.

After taking only two steps, Li Qingqiu suddenly stopped. With his back to Murong Tiancheng, he said, "Don't give up on yourself. As long as you're alive, there's hope. If you really wanted to die, you wouldn't have persisted until now. You must have some resentment in your heart. Think about why you're resentful."

Upon hearing this, Murong Tiancheng's pupils dilated.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Murong Tianxuan asked urgently, "What's your name? We should at least know the name of our benefactor."

"Li Qingqiu".

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qingqiu plunged into the darkness and disappeared.

"Li Qingqiu?"

Murong Tianxuan frowned and muttered to herself, repeating the name. She felt it sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.

Murong Tiancheng stared wide-eyed, his expression one of astonishment.

One of the reasons he came to the Northern Border for training was because of Li Qingqiu.

His family was afraid he would clash with the Qingxiao Sect disciples, so they sent him to the Northern Territory to suppress the Northern Barbarian tribes.

Previously, he scoffed at the legends of Li Qingqiu, believing that Li Qingqiu, the leader of the Qingxiao Sect, must be an ambitious person, and that those so-called good deeds were just something the Qingxiao Sect claimed to do.

Tonight, Li Qingqiu saved him without expecting anything in return, which made him feel ashamed of himself.

If it were him, he might not save a stranger, especially someone like him who seemed certain to die.

Murong Tianxuan turned around and walked to Murong Tiancheng. She squatted down and asked cautiously, "Second Brother, shall I take you back?"

Looking at her second brother, who was now only half a body, she didn't know what to do.

Murong Tiancheng took a deep breath and said, "Alright, take me back. He's right, I can't die like this."

Afterwards, Murong Tianxuan carefully carried Murong Tiancheng on her back, only daring to hold his waist, afraid of touching the bloody flesh. Once she had finally steadied herself, she began to move forward.

Murong Tiancheng regained some of his strength and managed to hold the torch with difficulty.

"Second brother, who was that person just now? Have you heard of him?"

"You don't even remember Li Qingqiu's name?"

"Could he be a world-renowned martial arts master?"

"He is the sect leader of Qingxiao Sect."

"what?"

Murong Tianxuan was shocked, her eyes widened, and the face of Li Qingqiu appeared in her mind.

Once the fear and panic subsided, she suddenly realized that Li Qingqiu was very young and handsome.

I never expected that the legendary leader of Qingxiao Sect would be so handsome.

Wait, there seems to be a praying mantis on his shoulder?
……

the other side.

Li Qingqiu moved swiftly under the cover of night, heading towards the Xuanji Sect according to the memories of the divided soul of the Netherworld Ghost King.

Lin Chuan and Nangong E proceeded underground, keeping pace with Li Qingqiu's speed.

The northern border was desolate, and Li Qingqiu encountered no more people or even wild animals after that.

This made Li Qingqiu feel as if he were far removed from the mortal world.

Living on such a land, it's no wonder that the northern barbarians always dreamed of moving south.

Li Qingqiu finally arrived at the Xuanji Sect just before dawn.

The Xuanji Sect was built on a high mountain, below which lay a vast and boundless wilderness. From a distance, it seemed as if there was only this one mountain in the world, its straight body seemingly reaching out to the heavens.

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, Lin Chuan and Nan Gong'e emerged from the ground.

"The mountain gives me a very scary feeling," Nangong E said with a solemn expression.

Lin Chuan nodded in agreement; he was also very uneasy.

Upon hearing this, Li Qingqiu frowned.

Normally, he would send Lin Chuan and Nangong E to investigate the enemy situation first, but this time the enemy was different; it was a powerful evil spirit, and he couldn't force the two ghost servants to investigate.

Think about it.

Li Qingqiu decided to take the risk.

He had no choice; he was genuinely worried about Li Sifeng.

The thought that Li Sifeng might end up like Murong Tiancheng made it hard for him to control his emotions.

He immediately rushed up the mountain, communicating with Nangong E and Lin Chuan telepathically, instructing them to spread out on both sides and be vigilant about their surroundings.

As he climbed the mountain, Li Qingqiu continuously released his spiritual consciousness, allowing him to see the ghostly aura along the way.

The ghostly aura here has not completely dissipated, which means that even if the Ghost King of the Netherworld has left, he has not been gone for long, and it is very likely that he is still hiding here.

Mount Xuanji is hundreds of feet high, and the path to the top is not particularly rugged. The Xuanji Sect has built a mountain path, and the steps along the way are still stained with blood, with occasional limbs to be seen.

When Li Qingqiu arrived at the mountaintop, the first rays of sunlight of the day swept across the sky, passing through the dilapidated gates of the Xuanji Sect. The buildings there were in ruins, clearly indicating that a terrible battle had taken place there.

Li Qingqiu leaped to the top of the tower and looked ahead. Behind the buildings was a spacious training ground. In the center of the ground was a mountain of bones, ten feet high, densely packed, making one's scalp tingle.

He didn't detect the presence of the Netherworld Ghost King, but he did see some living creatures.

The Prison Qilin was locked in an iron cage at the edge of the training ground. Its limbs had been severed, and it lay on the ground, barely alive, having lost its auspicious aura.

Its pitiful appearance made Li Qingqiu frown.

Having been with the Prison Qilin for many years, Li Qingqiu had developed a certain affection for it. Seeing its fate, he could no longer conceal his murderous intent.

There were other iron cages nearby, some containing living people and others containing wild beasts. Without exception, all of these creatures were missing limbs, and some, like Murong Tiancheng, had even been cut in half at the waist and died from excessive blood loss in their cages.

The living people in the cages were all numb, living with the dead all day long. They could no longer see any hope of life and could only wait for death to come.

Li Qingqiu leaped into the air and vanished into thin air, then reappeared inside the iron cage of the Prison Qilin. He was using the supernatural power of Extreme Travel Technique.

He appeared behind the Prison Qilin, then knelt down and used the Rejuvenating Ghost Immortal Needle to treat it.

Sensing something, the Prison Qilin instinctively looked up.

“It’s me. Don’t move. I’ll hide behind you and wait for that guy to come back,” Li Qingqiu said in a low voice.

He cultivated the Heavenly Gang Golden Body Technique, which also included a method for concealing one's aura, allowing him to make his presence disappear.

Upon hearing Li Qingqiu's voice, the Yu Qilin's eyes brightened noticeably. It lowered its head again, letting out a soft panting sound, like a wronged kitten.

Li Qingqiu felt very distressed and worried about Li Sifeng.

He had to kill the Ghost King of the Netherworld and find Li Sifeng, so he couldn't just leave with the Prison Qilin.

The Xuanji Sect was silent, except for the occasional groans and howls of pain, which made this dilapidated sect seem eerie and terrifying.

　The new year is almost here!
　　How will everyone celebrate the New Year as 2025 comes to an end?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)