Demon Sword Immortal

not good!

Her expression changed, and she immediately took out her phone and made a call.

"Hello? It's me... It's Tao Shuohua..."

"I want to know—what? How could this be!?"

After muttering to himself behind the curtains for a while, Tao Shuohua walked back to the bedside with a dark face and said to Fang Wenya and Bai Xiang, "Tonight's plan is to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

"While everyone was watching this side, the Jade Phoenix Sword enshrined in Longhua Temple... was stolen."

Chapter Eighteen: Whirlpool Under the Night (Please add to your favorites and vote!)

South of Longhua Temple, in the mountains and fields, a dark figure was leaping and stealthily moving.

They ran for several miles before the dark figure hid in the shadow of an elm tree and pressed a button on their ear.

"I am Ao Lin."

"We've got the goods, time to leave."

[Not bad efficiency!]

Several cheers came from the other side.

[It's faster than expected. Is there really no guard at all?]

"So it was Huang Qian who was supposed to be guarding this place personally." Ao Lin smiled. "But these people just can't distinguish what's truly valuable..."

"I'm planning to go around before going back. Where are Shengge and Yang Xing? Report back!"

[I'm fine here~ I just slipped away after they all gathered together~]

That's the waiter's seductive voice.

[But Yang Xing... he hasn't contacted me at all. I thought there was interference on my end, but it turns out you can't hear anything either?]

"Something must have happened." Ao Lin's smile vanished.

According to the plan, Yang Xing didn't need to get involved at all. He only needed to use the "Divine Separation" of the Demon Pool to create chaos and kill everyone, including the noblewoman of the Fang family, before he could leave.

'Shenli' is a very complicated demon pool, and with Yang Xing, who has just begun to understand 'staining the body', protecting him, it is impossible to quickly resolve the troubles there before forging the sword.

Such a simple thing, yet it still went wrong. Ao Lin had a bad feeling that Yang Xing might have been murdered.

That's Protector Lü's younger brother...

A slight unease settled over Ao Lin, who hesitated whether to return to the vicinity of No. 1 Middle School to investigate.

Suddenly! He felt a sense of alarm! He looked up at the moonlight overhead and caught a glimpse of a person standing on a branch, with the moonlight as a backdrop, carrying a long sword on their back.

"Who?"

He quickly retreated, finally making out the outline of the person who had approached. It was an old man in a Taoist robe, with a thin face, prominent cheekbones, white eyebrows and a beard that reached his chest, deep-set eyes, and frighteningly bright eyes like torches.

"Zhou Jing'an!"

Ao Lin gritted his teeth, "...You knew all along that our target was Longhua Temple?"

"A great demon of the Body-Dyeing Realm."

The Taoist priest looked down at Ao Lin from above and said, "I knew why you transferred Huang Qian away. It turns out you were after the secret treasure that could cure Hua An."

"Didn't you want to frame me?" He squinted leisurely. "Leave the treasure behind, and I'll let you go."

Go ahead and cheat!

Ao Lin gritted his teeth, and suddenly all the pores on his body expanded, releasing a large amount of thick and foul-smelling bodily fluid.

The bodily fluids ignited upon contact with the wind, instantly unleashing a raging inferno of black flames. Ao Lin then opened his mouth and spat out a whirlwind that swept across the sky with black flames, burning towards the Taoist priest.

"Black Saliva Poison Fire?"

The Taoist chuckled softly, calmly drew his sword, held it upright in front of him, and closed his eyes.

"The King of Teeth"

The longsword glowed with a faint blue light, and a winding blue snake materialized from the light, growing a hundred times larger in the blink of an eye. It opened its bloody maw towards the black fire and swallowed the entire fire array.

"Tooth wind".

The Taoist priest made another sword gesture, and with a flick of his longsword, streaks of azure light condensed in mid-air and materialized into massive, sharp fangs that exploded upon hitting the ground.

Boom boom boom!

The earth shook violently, as if it had been hit by a missile. Amidst the flying dust, a figure was thrown out – it was Ao Lin.

Barely managing to stand, Ao Lin used his peripheral vision to survey his surroundings and was horrified to discover that this entire mountain forest had been almost completely leveled.

Everywhere were deep craters created by the explosions of the venomous fangs, and even more terrifying was the faint blue mist rising from these craters.

“Azure Fang Dragon Python…” Ao Lin stared at the Taoist above, his eyes revealing intense resentment.

Even though I was in such a sorry state, the other person was still standing on the branch without moving an inch.

The gap is too big.

Invincible.

“Since you know the Azure Fang Dragon Python, you should also know how potent its venom is.” The Taoist nodded, stroking his beard. “Give me the treasure, and I can ease your suffering.”

"The Azure Fang Dragon Python was originally a general of my Immortal Kingdom, yet you forcibly enslaved it!" Ao Lin said hatefully. "You yourselves are despised by Heaven, unwilling to accept the fate of being fed, yet you transfer your suffering to others! Is this the humanity and justice you preach?"

"The law of the jungle prevails over the weak; it's the way of nature..."

The Taoist squinted, then seemed to sense something, his figure blurred on the branch, and instantly teleported to Ao Lin's side.

puff!

Ao Lin's skin and flesh exploded, bursting out large patches of black viscous liquid. As before, the liquid ignited upon contact with the wind, but the Taoist waved it away.

"Ran?"

Looking at the empty wilderness, the Taoist was finally slightly moved.

"It can cure the poison of the Green Fang Sword so quickly, could it be... the Jade Phoenix Sword?"

"Zhou Jing'an!!!"

A sharp shout came from the horizon.

Before the man could even be seen, a broad-bladed sword crashed down from the night sky, aiming straight for the Taoist's head!

"Humph!"

The Taoist swung his sword, unleashing streaks of cyan light that clashed with the sword in mid-air hundreds of times before he could barely deflect the force of the falling attack and knock the sword away, placing it beside him.

With a "whoosh," a burly man with a dark face suddenly appeared beside the sword. He drew his sword and was about to continue his attack when a shout rang out from above: "Captain, wait!"

The two looked up and saw Xu Zhe, the guardian of the Crimson Dragon Path, with white hair and a youthful face, riding a short sword a foot long, trembling as he floated in from afar.

"Captain, wait!"

After barely managing to land, Xu Zhe caught his breath and continued to block the burly man, saying, "This matter should have nothing to do with him!"

"Didn't his grandson throw himself into the Demon Pool?" the burly man demanded angrily. "Now that he himself is here, how can it be unrelated to him!"

"Captain!" Xu Zhe admonished, "It's precisely because he's here that I'm certain I have nothing to do with him!"

"You brute." The Taoist priest glanced at the burly man with disdain. "If I really wanted to take your things, why would you intercept me here?"

"Zhou Jing'an!" This angered the burly man again, and it was only through Xu Zhe's repeated mediation that the atmosphere calmed down.

"...It was done by the Demon Immortal Sect!"

Xu Zhe said, "It is obvious that there is a traitor in the prefectural government who is betraying information. On the one hand, they are trying to attract our attention by murdering the noblewoman of the Fang family, and on the other hand, they sent people to raid Longhua Temple and steal the treasure that Yu Ming lent to Master Hua An for healing."

“Master Zhou.” He looked at the Taoist, “The poisoning incident is indeed related to your sect. Even if your sect doesn’t investigate, Fang Xianzhang will come looking for you.”

"I wonder what you think..."

"Zhou Ji will go to the Inspectorate tomorrow."

After a moment of silence, the Taoist priest spoke.

"This matter was framed by a sorcerer. Please, Xu Shouwang, seek justice for Zhou Ji."

They finally relented...

Xu Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, dealt with the situation, and watched the Taoist priest leave with the burly man.

"You're just letting him off so easily?"

The burly man, Huang Qian, was still somewhat unconvinced.

"Fang Xianzhang is already on his way. When the time comes, someone will naturally cause trouble for Qingya. Why should we be the first to act?"

Xu Zhe shook his head, advising Huang Qian not to act impulsively.

"The Jade Phoenix Sword has been stolen, and Lady Fang is in danger. Tonight's misfortune has affected so many people at the same time. We should be more careful at times like this."

Huang Qian did the math and found it to be true.

Master Hua'an, Qingya Sword Dao, Yuming Sword Dao, the State Government, the Demon Immortal Dao... not to mention the Hantian Sword Dao behind Tao Shuohua.

With so many powerful figures and forces at play, a mere captain like him could easily lose his life if he rashly steps forward.

"That girl is Bai Shengju's adopted daughter from back then?"

Huang Qian asked a question, and realized once again how much help the female student named Bai Xiang had provided.

"I wouldn't call her an adopted daughter, since there's a huge age gap between us."

Xu Zhe thought for a moment, then suddenly seemed to remember something.

"However, I do recall a rumor."

"It seems that the child's single name 'Xiang' was given to her by Master Hua'an."

Chapter Nineteen: Talent and Mind

In the ward of the Third Hospital, Fang Wenya had already been taken away by Tao Shuohua.

On one hand, she needed to keep an eye on the aftermath of the chaos caused by the Demon Immortal Sect; on the other hand, Fang Wenya had just encountered danger not long ago, and she was worried about leaving her outside indefinitely.

The crowds had all left, the lights in the ward were off, and only Bai Xiang and Chen Jing remained to rest.

Chen Jing was lying alone on the hospital bed next to him, already asleep.

Bai Xiang, however, is still persisting.

Despite her exhaustion, she forced herself to read Bai Shengju's reply to her text messages.

The text message was short, and given that her account was incomplete, Bai Shengju must have called Zhang Longze again to confirm the whole story before replying to her.

"Let me rest well, and my second uncle will pick me up tomorrow?"

Looking at the text message, Bai Xiang pictured a taciturn middle-aged man in his mind.

Second Uncle, Bai Lianzhou.

If we exclude Bai Shengju himself, and Bai Xiang, who has recently emerged, then Bai Lianzhou can be considered the most outstanding swordsmanship disciple of the Bai family in the last three generations.

When Bai Shengju was unable to move, Bai Lianzhou presided over the Shenming Dojo. He was also regarded as a candidate for the next generation of Dao Master and was highly respected among the disciples of the Dojo.

Bai Xiang didn't have much of an impression or understanding of him, only remembering that Bai Lianzhou was not talkative, was taciturn, and was even more introverted than the original owner of the body.

But he is not entirely introverted.

At each annual family gathering, Bai Lianzhou would always have a blank expression on his face, pull out a handful of candy from his pocket, and force it into her hand whenever he saw her.

Sometimes it was candy, sometimes it was money; in short, every time Bai Lianzhou saw her after a while, he would force her to give him some gifts.

In particular, Bai Lianzhou remained silent throughout the entire process, which highlighted his stiffness and conveyed the message that he wanted to treat her well, but didn't know how to express it.

What a wonderful person.

With a slight upturn of his lips, Bai Xiang didn't have a bad feeling about this second uncle.

She wasn't surprised that Bai Shengju had sent someone to pick her up and take her home, because she had already learned from her conversation with Zhang Longze that the school would probably be closed for a while.

After all, this disturbance was too serious. Even disregarding the influence at the top and keeping all the inside details hidden, the common people could still see the death toll of "45".

The people all died at the school, and their bodies were all in such a miserable state.