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Join the ServerLi Xuanyang challenged Yu Lingyue to a contest: who could eliminate the most demonic beasts.
He even insisted that Qin Yangjun and Hua Yaoyao serve as impartial witnesses.
Qin Yangjun, finding such a clichéd plot utterly uninteresting, already knew the outcome before it even began.
He therefore flatly refused to participate.
Hua Yaoyao, however, accepted Li Xuanyang’s challenge, believing that friendly competition was an integral part of cultivation among peers, and an excellent opportunity to temper her junior sister through this encounter.
Three hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the group settled down to rest where they stood.
When the kill counts were tallied, Li Xuanyang had, unsurprisingly, lost.
Yu Lingyue had claimed victory with remarkable ease.
Qian Xiaoyu’s cheers rang out loudly, while Li Xuanyang, his face ashen, could only manage to hurl bitter threats.
Qin Yangjun paid little heed to Yu Lingyue’s triumph, merely casting a fleeting glance her way before dismissing the matter.
Throughout their journey, his focus remained squarely on this ruin.
He sought to discover whether the Akatao (TL Note: A mythical beast, known for its insatiable appetite) true essence had truly dispersed or if it lay concealed within some hidden recess.
After all, the Akatao’s true essence was a treasure beyond compare; if he could only acquire it, breaking through to the Nascent Soul (TL Note: A cultivation stage where a spiritual ‘infant’ forms within the practitioner’s dantian) stage within half a month would be an effortless feat.
Regrettably, the ruin was in such a state of severe disrepair that its murals and runes had long vanished, leaving no clues for him to pursue.
So engrossed was Qin Yangjun that he remained oblivious to Cheng Lieqing’s constant, pointed glances, signaling him to seize an opportunity to strike at Yu Lingyue.
He spent a good while winking and gesturing, yet the other simply paid him no mind.
Driven by exasperation, he resorted to sound transmission.
Yet, as the Yuqian Sect (TL Note: A fictional cultivation sect) would never impart such a technique to new disciples immediately, Cheng Lieqing was undoubtedly employing a method unique to their Demonic Path (TL Note: A term referring to cultivation practices often associated with dark arts or unorthodox methods).
“Chief Qin! Do not forget our primary objective!”
Qin Yangjun found himself momentarily speechless.
‘It seems the eunuch is more anxious than the emperor himself,’ he mused, before shrugging off the thought.
‘Still, it is indeed time to make my move.’
Hm?
A sudden tightening seized Yu Lingyue’s mind as she rested in the distance, prompting her to involuntarily glance towards the other disciples.
As the protagonist, Yu Lingyue possessed an outlandish cultivation technique that allowed her to perceive all things.
The fleeting wisp of demonic energy (TL Note: A type of energy associated with demonic cultivation, often malevolent or corrupting) that had just appeared was instantly detected by her.
However, her insufficient strength prevented her from accurately identifying the source of this aura.
Nevertheless, it was enough to put her on high alert.
‘An aura of the Demonic Path… but only disciples from our sect are present here.Could it be…?’
A terrifying possibility bloomed in Yu Lingyue’s mind.
As Yu Lingyue reeled in bewildered thought, she saw Qin Yangjun beckoning to her from a short distance away.
Coincidentally, Yu Lingyue had also intended to inform Qin Yangjun of her discovery, and thus approached him.
“Junior Sister Yu, you truly live up to your Immortal-grade root bone (TL Note: A term referring to a person’s innate talent for cultivation, with ‘Immortal-grade’ being the highest tier).
To think your strength has advanced so remarkably after only a month’s absence.”
“Senior Brother, you flatter me.Such progress is merely a testament to the guidance of our Master and your own cultivation.May I ask what matter requires my presence?”
“It is nothing of great import.I merely wished to inquire, Junior Sister, if Third Elder has imparted to you the method for a flight-enabling magical artifact?”
“A flight-enabling magical artifact?Senior Brother, why do you ask?”
Qin Yangjun’s question struck Yu Lingyue with a peculiar surprise.
She distinctly recalled that among the items Qin Yangjun had gifted her within a storage bag was a flying artifact called Wind-Thunder Wings (TL Note: A magical artifact, often in the shape of wings, that grants the user the ability to fly).
She had successfully refined the Wind-Thunder Wings not long ago, so why would the very person who gifted them to her now pose such an inquiry?
‘Wait… could it be that Senior Brother also sensed that demonic energy, and is now formulating a plan?’
“Merely a casual inquiry.After all, during the recent skirmish, a gaping abyss lay directly beneath us.If Junior Sister lacks such a means, she ought to exercise extreme caution.”
As he spoke, Qin Yangjun unfurled his golden silk fan, gently fanning himself, his eyes blinking a few times in quick succession.
He was truly inept at deception; his inherent guilt was utterly impossible to conceal.
To Qin Yangjun’s utter surprise, his tell-tale signs of guilt were interpreted by Yu Lingyue as a deliberate signal.
In that very instant, a profound understanding dawned upon Yu Lingyue.
Her Senior Brother had devised a plan, requiring her cooperation, and was subtly signaling her to that effect.
‘Indeed, Senior Brother also noticed,’ she thought.
‘And why wouldn’t he?
He is the Chief of the Yuqian Sect; surely it is only natural for someone of his caliber to perceive such things.’
With this realization, she couldn’t help but cast a glance at Hua Yaoyao, who stood nearby.
Given that she had been chosen over Hua Yaoyao, it was clear that her Senior Brother placed greater trust in her.
She resolved not to betray his expectations.
How, then, should she respond?
Once an internal hypothesis takes root, the human mind will invariably seek to rationalize it, no matter the cost.
Yu Lingyue’s mind raced.
‘A flight-enabling artifact… an abyss… Ah, yes!
Among the cultivation techniques Senior Brother gifted me, there’s the Breath-Holding Art (TL Note: A technique to hold one’s breath for extended periods, often used to resist toxins or avoid detection), which would perfectly circumvent that blood poison (TL Note: A potent toxin that often targets the blood and spiritual energy).
The Demonic Path’s infiltration of our Yuqian Sect must have a purpose.
Could Senior Brother be planning to…?’
Within mere breaths, a comprehensive plan materialized in Yu Lingyue’s mind, prompting her to genuinely marvel at her Senior Brother’s ingenuity.
Having deciphered the plan, she knew she had to cooperate flawlessly, ensuring she would not betray her Senior Brother’s profound trust.
“Senior Brother’s reminder is most timely.I possess neither a flight-enabling magical artifact nor any unique incantations to sustain flight.Rest assured, I shall exercise utmost caution during the ensuing battle.”
“Excellent.”
He had never displayed any animosity towards Yu Lingyue; moreover, during the new disciple trial, he had inadvertently come to her aid.
Therefore, he reasoned, she would surely not attempt to deceive him.
With that assurance, his plan was rendered foolproof.
Today was the day the protagonist would fall, and the villain would finally claim their triumphant song!
Even as the two conversed, a fresh clamor erupted from the adjacent encampment.
Both turned to look in unison, their eyes falling upon a Red-scaled Demonic Scorpion (TL Note: A scorpion-like demonic beast with red scales) that had seemingly materialized from nowhere, now rampaging wildly through the gathered disciples.
A surge of delight filled Qin Yangjun’s heart.
It truly was a case of a pillow arriving precisely when one was sleepy.
“The Red-scaled Demonic Scorpion is a demonic beast at the peak of Qi Refinement (TL Note: The initial stage of cultivation, focusing on gathering and refining spiritual energy).Although your numbers are great, a single sting of its venom could prove exceedingly troublesome.Hasten to their aid.”
While scorpion venom was indeed problematic, Li Xuanyang was still among the crowd.
No matter how useless he might be, it shouldn’t be difficult to subdue the Red-scaled Demonic Scorpion with the combined might of the disciples, let alone with individuals like Cheng Lieqing present.
‘If I must go myself, it appears Senior Brother is ready to set his plan in motion,’ she surmised.
“Understood, Senior Brother.”
Yu Lingyue acknowledged him, then turned and dashed forward.
In an instant, she was locked in a fierce struggle with the demonic scorpion.
What words she exchanged with the other disciples remained a mystery, but those who had initially prepared to assist her gradually receded from the fray.
This sight left Qin Yangjun utterly bewildered.
He had been concerned about inadvertently harming innocents, yet now it seemed even the heavens were conspiring to create the perfect opportunity for him.
A surge of energy secretly coursed through his hand as Yu Lingyue’s battle with the demonic scorpion intensified.
The massive beast, with its sheer bulk, steadily drove Yu Lingyue closer to the precipice of the abyss.
Hua Yaoyao, too, grew tense.
Seeing Yu Lingyue falter, she was already poised to intervene.
Qian Xiaoyu, for her part, was frantic.
A fall into that abyss would undoubtedly spell certain doom.
Yet, just as Qian Xiaoyu prepared to charge forward, Li Xuanyang, standing beside her, abruptly held her back.
“Did not your friend declare she could manage on her own?q1There is no need for you to add to the chaos.”
These words only served to fuel Qian Xiaoyu’s fury.
“Weren’t you the scoundrel who made Lingyue so uncomfortable earlier?Now you dare utter such drivel!”
“Impudent!You rustic bumpkin, how dare you insult me!”
“What good is your royal status within the Yuqian Sect?What if I curse you?Now, get out of my way!”
“……….”
As the two bickered, Qin Yangjun made his move.
A minuscule wisp of energy shot forth in an instant, striking directly beneath Yu Lingyue’s feet.
Yu Lingyue was already teetering on the cliff’s edge.
As her precarious footing crumbled, she and the Red-scaled Demonic Scorpion plunged together into the depths below.
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