Fairy, help me cultivate.

The sword made a "hum" sound, leaving a red mark on Xu Mu's face. The long-bearded old man said impatiently, "Let's get down to business!"

Xu Mu was stunned for a moment, then said in despair, "It was...it was I who killed them with my own hands!"

The disciples were in an uproar and retreated to be on guard.

"Could it be that we've encountered a bewitching demon?"

The long-bearded old man demanded an explanation.

Xu Mu shook his head blankly, then chuckled shrilly, "No. Killing them was entirely my own choice, it was my heartfelt decision!"

Listening to his eerie laughter, amidst the gloomy mountains, the twisted shadows of the trees, and the bonfire sizzling and licking at the corpses, Lingzhou felt a chill run down her spine.

She unconsciously moved back towards Chen Yao, who was sitting leisurely, and only then did she feel a little more at ease.

The child had already sat down next to Chen Yao, looking terrified.

Hearing Xu Mu's words, the long-bearded old man breathed a sigh of relief and slowly asked, "Why?"

Xu Mu looked at him, his tear-streaked lips twisting into a mocking grin: "Because I'm jealous! They clearly started learning later than me, they were clearly trained by me personally, but now, they're all showing signs of surpassing me. And you, Master, are an old codger who values ​​merit over seniority and virtue, so I'm afraid, I'm afraid that one day they'll overtake me and I'll be expelled from the outer sect by you."

"Snapped!"

The sword lashed out at him again, leaving an "X"-shaped bruise on his face.

"brute!"

The long-bearded old man, offended by his disciple, spoke with hidden anger.

"Get up! You go lead the charge, we need to keep going up the mountain!"

"I do not."

Unexpectedly, the traitorous disciple defied him, and the long-bearded old man pressed his long sword against Xu Mu's chest.

"The Fire Demon Bats are gone! You clearly wanted me to go ahead and be bait to die, but I'm not going to be bait for you, you old codger!"

As he spoke, Xu Mu suddenly gripped the tip of the sword pressed against his chest and roared as he thrust forward.

The sword pierced his chest, and blood shot out from the ruptured heart cavity along the blade, leaving a faint arc of blood before falling to the ground.

The disciples gasped in shock, unable to understand why Xu Mu, who had been protesting, would suddenly commit suicide.

However, in the next instant, it wasn't just Xu Mu who fell; the long-bearded old man also collapsed.

The long-bearded old man stared wide-eyed, his mouth agape, and he was breathing heavily through his throat.

Chapter 182 I'm Just a Frivolous Person

"I don't know why, Master, but I just want to kill you, ah, hahahahaha!"

A shrill laugh pierced through Xu Mu's bloodied throat, carrying the echo of a half-dried water pipe, sending chills down one's spine.

The other disciples panicked and didn't know what to do.

Because in their eyes, the Void Wood may no longer be a Void Wood, but a demon within this Demon Peak.

"You! What are you all standing there for!" The long-bearded old man was still alive. While Xu Mu was stabbing him repeatedly in the abdomen and chest with a dagger, he groaned and berated his disciples, "Quick! Cut off his head!"

The old man turned his face, veins bulging and eyes protruding, and all traces of his former Taoist air were gone.

The disciples involuntarily took a step back.

"They're all demons..."

Lingzhou squatted down behind Chen Yao, hugging her knees, watching the scene back to back with him, her lips already pale.

The warmth of Chen Yao against her back calmed her terrified heart slightly.

"Why aren't you afraid? Have you really already joined the demonic sect?"

As the disciples thrust their longswords into the old man's hollow neck, Lingzhou looked at the messy shadows on the ground and spoke to Chen Yao behind her.

"If I really joined the Demonic Sect, would I still need to hide my identity and follow you?"

"Perhaps you're planning to sabotage things in secret, or find a meeting point to wipe out the righteous path in one fell swoop."

“A good idea, but if that’s the case, why should I just stand by and watch these people kill each other, wasting these few guides?”

Chen Yao listened intently and, in addition to the sounds of knives piercing flesh, blood spilling onto the ground, cries of pain, muffled groans, and fearful gasps, he also heard a few faint singing voices deep in the forest.

He knew what he was waiting for was coming soon.

"Actually, if you really doubted me, you wouldn't be standing so close to me. Compared to your fellow disciples, it seems you trust me more... Hmm, your back is so soft, it feels so good."

Chen Yao leaned back and nudged the back of Ling Zhou's head against it.

Lingzhou said irritably, "What kind of atmosphere is this? And so frivolous."

"There's nothing I can do, I'm just a frivolous person!"

Chen Yao dusted himself off and stood up, ignoring the righteous disciples fighting amongst themselves, and instead walked towards the deep forest on the other side.

The child and Lingzhou exchanged a glance, both looking somewhat flustered.

The child couldn't understand what the two had been talking about at all.

In this ocean filled with terror and madness, Chen Yao was like a life-saving island for the two of them.

"where are you going?"

Lingzhou hesitated for a moment, then stood up and strode after him.

"Don't leave me!"

The child ran over too.

On the other side, the swords of the Kuanglu Sect disciples were no longer just aimed at Xu Mu's neck, but were piercing each other's necks, forming a human fence around the long-bearded old man and Xu Mu.

The grass around them was frantically swallowing the flowing blood.

Even though the wood hadn't been paralyzed, it continued to thrust into the old man's wounded chest and abdomen, and bits of flesh had already fallen from the large openings.

The old man stared wide-eyed, twisting the sword that was piercing Xu Mu's chest with all his might.

The sword began to absorb blood.

"Hahaha!"

Xu Mu laughed, a half-congealed blood clot escaping his lips: "You really learned it! You really learned the new technique bestowed by the sect leader! Didn't you say it was an evil technique and wouldn't let me learn it? You old codger!"

He increased the frequency of thrusting into the old man's body.

The old man was in so much pain that he was gasping for breath.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yao walked so fast with light steps that Ling Zhou, whose spiritual energy had been sealed, was panting heavily.

"Where are you going? We've lost our cover!"

She said this with concern.

"Even if we stayed there, we wouldn't have any cover!"

Chen Yao shrugged, glanced back at where he had come from, and sensed a surge of bloodlust.

The time has come. According to Yun Jiang, this overwhelming stench of blood can provide him with some cover for a moment.

Chen Yao conjured several Azure Cloud Locking Mist Talismans.

Lingzhou stared at him in shock: "You still dare to use talismans?"

She regretted following Chen Yao... but looking back, she realized that the place was even more terrifying.

A string of talismans floated in the air, and under Chen Yao's control, they scattered in a crescent shape on the surrounding trees, partially enclosing a small patch of woodland in front of him.

The faint singing voice rang out again, but this time it was clearer.

Lingzhou was taken aback: "What is this?"

"Gu Heart Demon".

Chen Yao stepped into the prepared talisman circle.

Lingzhou and the child turned pale.

A woman's illusory figure, seemingly real yet ethereal, suddenly appeared in front of Chen Yao, almost within arm's reach.

Her face, which reeked of a musty, damp smell, was almost pressed against Chen Yao's, as she stared intently at him, scrutinizing him.

A shrill, mournful song drifted from its corpse-like mouth.

Lingzhou and the child hurriedly covered their ears, blood seeping from their seven orifices, their evil thoughts growing stronger.

"Duh!"

Chen Yao pursed her lips and spoke, and the evil thoughts in their hearts vanished.

The woman's illusory image dissipated and vanished in an instant.

"You can't escape now!"

Chen Yao raised his fingers to his chest.

Several combined Azure Cloud Locking Mist Talismans were activated, causing mist to billow in the forest, and the four directions of heaven and earth to appear displaced and upside down.

The woman's phantom screamed, but no matter what she did, she couldn't escape.

So she turned around again and stared intently at Chen Yao.

"You choose the path to heaven but refuse to take it; you turn to hell when there is no way out!"

Her voice was soft and mournful, as if she were both weeping and complaining.

Chen Yao took out the Azure Dragon Flag Spear, swung it at an angle, and the long flag fluttered: "Enough with the nonsense, I only have a quarter of an hour."

The woman's illusory form materialized, leaning forward and roaring at Chen Yao, her mouth stretched taut.

Behind Chen Yao, a bloody aura shot into the sky, and soon, the leaves above his head rustled as the bloody aura crashed down into the formation.

A musty mist rose from the decaying matter; as the mist dissipated, the stench of blood was revealed.

Lingzhou gasped.

These were her fellow disciples, all of them, who had become one, some disgusting thing whose origins were unknown.

The long-bearded old man was probably the main figure, with a dozen other heads surrounding his bloodless head, like a collar of human heads.