The man tried to soothe him, “No matter what, this strange beast is very important to our Heavenly Sword Sect this time. The other three major sects all have sacred beasts guarding them, but our sect is the only one that doesn’t…”
Ji Yuan snorted coldly and complained, “Hmph! So what if the other three sects have sacred beasts? When trouble comes, don’t we sword cultivators still have to stand in front?”
“The Imperial Sword Sect can at least be said to have some fighting power, but those Fire Cloud Sect and Mystic Spirit Sect guys, all those alchemists and talisman masters, are as weak as chicks. When we encounter magical beasts, we have to protect them first. It’s really unfair…”
“Especially those talisman masters. Drawing one talisman seems to exhaust them to death. I really don’t know what use they are…” Ji Yuan rambled on with his complaints.
“Ji Yuan, keep your voice down. If they hear this, there’ll be another fight!” The man said helplessly, trying to reason with him.
Ever since coming to Xiong Hu Ling, Ji Yuan’s temper had changed dramatically.
The old Ji Yuan was broad-minded and never complained about these things. Now Ji Yuan was narrow-minded, full of negative energy all day, and couldn’t tolerate anyone criticizing him.
Ji Yuan’s eyes were gloomy, “Chen Huaming, what do you mean? Can’t I even say a few words? If you’re sick of me, then don’t come out with me!”
Chen Huaming was a bit speechless, “Ji Yuan, that’s not what I meant. Don’t you feel something’s wrong?”
“Chen Huaming, what are you being so sarcastic about? Want to fight or not?” Ji Yuan’s eyes gradually turned bloodshot, and he directly drew his sword and stabbed at Chen Huaming.
Puchi! —
Chen Huaming’s expression was one of shock as he looked at the sword piercing his chest.
Chen Huaming raised his hand, trembling as he pointed at Ji Yuan, “You’re not… not… Ji…”
Chi! —
Ji Yuan pulled the sword from Chen Huaming’s chest, and blood splattered all over Ji Yuan’s face.
Ji Yuan’s face became hideous as he stuck out his tongue and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth.
Bang! —
Chen Huaming fell stiffly backward, no longer breathing.
Ji Yuan held the dripping sword, his eyes turning completely black, vacant and lifeless, muttering under his breath, “Kill everyone, kill everyone. They’re all evil and don’t deserve to live in this world…”
Ji Yuan turned and walked back the way he came.
After Ji Yuan left, Feng Qingran, who had been hiding behind the small slope, poked her head out.
“Fifth Senior Sister, what should we do now? After Chen Huaming’s death, people from the Heavenly Sword Sect will arrive soon. We definitely can’t hide here.” Feng Qingran didn’t dare to spread her divine sense to check the situation.
Sect Master Xiao Hongyu of the Heavenly Sword Sect was, after all, at the Void God stage.
Her divine sense, being only at the Nascent Soul stage, would be easily detected by him.
Releasing her divine sense now would be like walking right into a trap.
Moreover, she and Fifth Senior Sister couldn’t use their spiritual power either. Once they used it, the effect of their aura-concealing talismans would disappear.
“Little Junior Sister, I… I feel like we should follow Ji Yuan. The direction he left in…”
Ning Shiyue hesitated for a moment, then chose to be straightforward, “Little Junior Sister, I feel like there’s something very important there, waiting for me to claim it.”
“Master once said that on the path of immortal cultivation, once you encounter something you desperately want to obtain, it proves your opportunity has arrived, and you must not miss it.”
After hearing Ning Shiyue finish speaking.
Feng Qingran said crisply, “Fifth Senior Sister, aren’t you afraid I’ll snatch your opportunity away by saying that?”
Ning Shiyue’s expression was calm, “No, I’m not afraid. Master said, what’s mine is mine, no one can take it away. If someone takes it, it proves it wasn’t meant to be mine.”
The corners of Feng Qingran’s red lips lifted slightly, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling brightly, a warm current flowing through her heart. “Fifth Senior Sister, I will definitely protect you well.”
I will never let Su Yanran hurt you, not even a little!
“Little Junior Sister, are you about to cry?” Ning Shiyue looked at Feng Qingran’s moist eyes and said in surprise.
“Fifth Senior Sister, I’m fine. Thank you for trusting me.” Feng Qingran’s beautiful eyes shimmered with light, her determination to protect Ning Shiyue growing even stronger.
After advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, she had regained her memories of her previous life.
She remembered many things about Ning Shiyue.
In her past life, Fifth Senior Sister had encountered Su Yanran during the Spirit Fighting Tournament, was schemed against by her, and had her cultivation completely destroyed.
From then on, she became enemies with Su Yanran and established the Qianque Pavilion solely to seek revenge against Su Yanran.
Ning Shiyue’s eyes sparkled like bright stars as she stared at Feng Qingran for a few moments. “Little Junior Sister, it’s not that I trust you, it’s that everyone trusts you very much.”
The two exchanged smiles.
Feng Qingran said crisply, “Fifth Senior Sister, if we don’t catch up to Ji Yuan soon, we’ll lose him.”
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“Ji Yuan, what did you say? Chen Huaming is dead!” The Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s gaze was sharp as he stared intently at Ji Yuan.
Ji Yuan kept his head down, looking very guilty. “Great Elder, Chen Huaming and I were walking together when suddenly a black shadow darted out. By the time I came to my senses, Chen Huaming was already dead…”
The Great Elder exuded an imposing pressure. “Why didn’t you bring his body back?”
“I… I was scared silly at the time and didn’t think to. I only thought of hurrying back to inform you all.” Ji Yuan’s downcast eyes flickered with a dark light.
The Great Elder narrowed his eyes, coldly sizing up Ji Yuan.
Ji Yuan was at the mid-Soul Formation stage, Chen Huaming at the early Soul Formation stage.
To be able to kill Chen Huaming silently right in front of Ji Yuan, the killer’s cultivation must be at least above Ji Yuan’s.
And the entrance was already under their control.
All cultivators above the Soul Formation stage were forbidden from entering.
That meant the person who could kill Chen Huaming must be from one of the other forces…
But everyone’s mind was on finding the strange beast. Who would strike against someone from the Heavenly Sword Sect at a time like this?
They all needed the Heavenly Sword Sect’s martial power to subdue the strange beast; they shouldn’t be making a move against them now…
The Great Elder took out a map of Xiong Hu Ling.
