Fairy, help me cultivate.

"Die!"

A deep, venomous roar came from behind, and several more fleshy tendrils wrapped around Chen Yao's body.

A series of "crackling" sounds were heard.

It wasn't Chen Yao's bones, but rather his flesh that crumbled and shattered.

"Uh?"

???!

De Xiu's confused and astonished voice came. After a few breaths, he realized that his body, which had been enhanced by the Blood Coagulation and Body Transformation Curse, had not even broken through the defenses of this Qi Refining disciple... and was even shattered by the disciple's tight grip when he was about to use his strength to entangle him to death!

What kind of monster is this?!

At the same time, the demonic marks on Chen Yao's back began to writhe wildly, and the wounds became more eroded.

He was startled and instantly realized that the virtuous cultivator behind him was not an ordinary disciple of the Immortal Sect, but he also did not seem to be a spy from the Demonic Sect... because a Demonic Sect spy would not so violently intensify the demonic marks on his body.

However, this person has a close relationship with the Demonic Sect and probably understands that he has demonic marks on his body and cannot live!

Having figured this out, he thrust his middle fingers into the back of Dexiu's sides, easily piercing through Dexiu's sticky flesh, and two streams of ink-like blood spurted out from behind Dexiu.

Caught off guard, De Xiu let out a miserable scream and a muffled groan.

By this time, he had already crawled out of the talisman cage and arrived in the inn's corridor. Seeing that he had been caught off guard and was about to be defeated, he dared not linger in the fight. He immediately turned around, flung out his fleshy whiskers, smashed the wall, and was about to ride the wind and escape.

Before he could get up, scorching red flames ignited behind him.

He was in excruciating pain. As his flesh brushed against him, a small snake with tri-colored, gradually turning purple stripes fell from his back to the ground.

The little snake stood upright, its front end bristling menacingly, spewing red flames from its mouth. It was furious at the disrespect shown to its master and seemed intent on taking him down with it.

Deshu felt a piercing pain in the area on his back where the small snake's flames had burned, and it seemed to be rotting.

The fire is poisonous!

He was furious but helpless. He swept his fleshy whiskers wildly, smashing the small snake away, and then leaped down into the inn's lobby in a ball of flesh.

It was late at night, and the people in the inn had long heard the commotion of their fight. They all cautiously closed their doors and windows, leaving the hall dark and deserted.

While Chen Yao was controlling the little snake to fight De Xiu, he jumped down from the hall, his talisman sword shattering into pieces of copper coins, and he swung the glowing red rope to entangle De Xiu.

Only then did he see Dexiu's ghostly appearance clearly. It was completely like a pile of bloody, mangled flesh, with a large number of fleshy tendrils growing thicker and thicker from the edges and bottom. Two blood-red eyeballs were positioned one above the other at the top of the pile of flesh, and a huge mouth covered with rotten flesh was split open in the middle.

This doesn't look like a disciple of a celestial sect at all.

De Xiu was obstructed and roared repeatedly. His fleshy body surged, and he unleashed several curses filled with murderous energy.

Chen Yao suddenly felt nauseous again and quickly activated the "Dongling Miaoxuan Qingxin Jue" mental technique, which rendered De Xiu's vicious curse ineffective.

It truly is a high-level cultivation technique!

Now he understands the wonders of this mental technique.

Dexiu was horrified. The red monster's eyes were completely filled with fear. Its fleshy whiskers darted into the red rope and copper coins wrapped around it. Ignoring the sizzling pain, it shattered the rope and threw a large amount of thick, pungent flesh at Chen Yao. It then tried to break through the roof and fly away.

Chen Yao drew out the jade-inlaid small sword, which grew longer in the wind until it reached the size of a normal-sized sword.

He took a deep breath, silently applying the sword techniques he had learned from Xu Junyu, and slashed horizontally with his sword.

Thick, long sword energy appeared out of nowhere, and the strong wind it generated made the messy hall clang and clatter.

In the blink of an eye, the sword energy swept across Dexiu's body, which was already in mid-air, and pierced through the roof. The roof cracked open with a "whoosh," and soil and wood chips flowed onto the ground along with Dexiu's body, which was split in two.

Still not satisfied, Chen Yao commanded the little snake to dart to the corpse and spew red flames, then added a few more sword strikes himself.

The mound of flesh fell completely still and gradually began to wriggle back to reveal its horrified and hideous face.

A storage bag fell from the pile of meat. Chen Yao picked it up with his sword, shook off the meat paste, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Upstairs, thunder roared, ice flowed, and the fleshy cocoon shattered.

Hui Bai roared like a madwoman, "You dare to hurt my junior brother? I'll tear you to pieces!"

A fragrant breeze arose as she descended, riding on a powerful talisman...

"Huh?"

Seeing Chen Yao standing with his sword, and seeing the disgusting Dexiu cut in two, Hui Bai's large, beautiful eyes were filled with confusion.

"Huh?"

She looked at Chen Yao, then at De Xiu, then back at Chen Yao, then back at De Xiu…

……

……

Huibai sealed Dexiu's body into a corpse-storage talisman.

Because the commotion was too great and disturbed the inn, they left the money and left overnight.

Fortunately, the sky has now cleared up, and the stars are shining brightly, like scattered mithril on black velvet.

The two flew through the air to another town near Heyang City.

"I never imagined that the disciples of the Qingxu Sect would collude with the Demonic Sect."

Fennel is somewhat unbelievable.

She found a demonic brand on Dexiu's corpse. This was different from a demonic mark; it was a demonic mark that could be implanted only with the person's own willingness and could enhance their strength.

This shows that Dexiu not only came into contact with the Demonic Sect, but also willingly planted his mark on them.

The Demonic Sect would not plant the mark for him for nothing; there might be a deep connection between the two sides.

Moreover, this kind of mark can enhance strength, and its effect is naturally very strong, making it impossible to conceal easily. For one thing, this person's master must know about it. Yet not only is he alive and well, he's even showing off with his junior brother…

So it's possible that the Qingxu Sect has some unclear ties with the Demonic Sect.

Chen Yao remained silent throughout, afraid of arousing Hui Bai's suspicion, and tried his best to stay calm.

He wondered if Dexiu was also there to make contact at Xuan Tie Temple, and whether killing him would cause trouble.

"We came to the vicinity of Heyang City to investigate the traces of the Demonic Sect, and we encountered righteous disciples who had been branded with demonic marks. Junior brother, there must be something fishy about this..."

When it comes to serious matters, Hui Bai is surprisingly reliable.

But this gave Chen Yao a huge headache, and he had to stammer and give a perfunctory answer.

Her fair, whitish eyes glanced at him sideways: "Junior brother, something's not right with you..."

Chen Yao stiffened, then feigned exhaustion: "Killing Dexiu has left me feeling a bit drained."

Upon hearing his words, Hui Bai's eyes once again showed undisguised astonishment at Chen Yao's ability to kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator while only at the Qi Refining stage: "Then let's settle down as soon as possible, and you can rest well. Uh... where's the road?"

Chen Yao's eye twitched. Sure enough, her unreliable senior sister was unreliable most of the time...

"Junior brother, how did you kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator who was empowered by a demonic seal and had cast a Transformation Advancement spell?"

Hui Bai couldn't help but look utterly bewildered.

Chen Yao looked at her: "Senior sister, I... cultivate both physical and magical techniques, and I also learned swordsmanship from Senior Uncle Xu Junyu..."

!

The kite at Huibai's feet stumbled.

Chapter Twenty-Three: My Senior Sister Helps Me Cultivate

Afterwards, led by Chen Yao, the two quickly found another town, Nanhe City.

We checked into the inn and booked two rooms.

Although Chen Yao was not seriously injured, he had fought at close range with a cultivator whose strength was comparable to the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, and his fleshy tendrils were entangled in injuries.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that his "Dongling Miaoxuan Qingxin Jue" had the miraculous effect of restraining the spells of the virtuous cultivators, even ten of him wouldn't be able to defeat a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, let alone a peak one.

So he made an excuse to stay home and recuperate, and Huibai didn't suspect anything.

Without Chen Yao to guide her, she was afraid of getting lost and didn't even dare to leave her room, only writing and drawing talismans to cultivate.

With the help of the large amount of medicine and pills that Yun Li had packed, Chen Yao recovered almost completely in just one day.

He waited for the rendezvous day to arrive, and with nothing else to do, he took stock of his losses and gains.

He lost a top-tier rune sword. It was thanks to that sword, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to hold off Dexiu and catch up with him in time.

The little snake was badly injured and was now listlessly coiled around his wrist. Once back at the peak, he would need Yun Li to get it some top-grade beast cores and some excellent fire-attribute beasts to feed it and nourish its body.

Thinking about it, he tapped the little snake's head, and the little snake affectionately rubbed against his fingertip, expressing its affection and gratitude.

Chen Yao opened Dexiu's storage bag.

One hundred low-grade spirit stones and three mid-grade spirit stones.

A book titled "The Wonderful Secrets of Harmony and Universal Benevolence".

Two spell talismans: one for city defense, the other for insect repelling. Neither is a particularly good spell; they consume a lot of energy and have limited effect.

Chen Yao doesn't plan to use it; he'll wait for an opportunity to exchange it for spirit stones!

Judging from the spiritual energy flowing through it, this somewhat broken Panlong Seal magic artifact can be considered a top-tier magic artifact.

Chen Yao tried to drive it and found that he could use it.

Not without small supplements.

The rest were just a few bottles of low-grade and mid-grade pills.

He opened the book "The Wonderful Secrets of Harmony and Universal Benevolence" and saw the lifelike, affectionate little figures depicted on it, which stirred something within him.

This! This is a dual cultivation technique! And it's a high-grade dual cultivation technique!

He channeled his spiritual energy into the pages of the book, and the entwined little figure began to throb wildly, with the path of the spiritual energy flowing within his body clearly marked.

This isn't just a minor benefit, it's a major benefit...

After studying it carefully all night, Chen Yao decided to return to the sect and go to Senior Sister Yuanhe to cultivate properly.

"hiss!"

The festering wounds on his back, marked by demonic scars, were becoming increasingly severe and seemed uncontrollable. This thought cast a shadow over his heart.

Several days passed quickly. Chen Yao would occasionally go to Hui Bai's room, using the excuse of recuperating from his injuries. Hui Bai, having nothing else to do, taught him some basic talisman techniques.