150: Senior brother is wise

Xu Sanyan clutched Fang Xiang’s neck, as if holding a chick, and casually tossed him into the young man’s arms.

He didn't plan to kill Fang Xiang; killing him wouldn't benefit him. Instead, planting a Heart Demon might serve as a backup plan.

The young man said sincerely, “Thank you, Senior Brother.”

Xu Sanyan waved his hand, “Scram.”

With that, his gaze turned to You Jianfeng.

You Jianfeng repeatedly cupped his hands, “I won’t disturb Senior Brother any further. Farewell.”

A moment later, everyone dispersed, leaving only Xu Sanyan and his group.

“Hoo…”

Xu Sanyan suppressed the agitation in his heart, shed his Dao body, and sweat already beaded on his forehead.

“Senior Brother, are you… alright?”

Xiang Tan hurried forward, her eyes filled with deep reverence. Previously, she only knew that Xu Sanyan had killed Luo Yu by sneak attack, thinking his strength was at most on par with Luo Yu. Now, she profoundly realized how incredibly wrong she had been.

After this battle, Fang Xiang, ranked fifth among the Ten Heroes, was beaten by him with no ability to retaliate, and even a single glance scared away You Jianfeng, who was ranked eighth. In her opinion, Qi Liang or Tu Wanshan would be no more than that.

Xu Sanyan didn't bother with her, took out Spirit Stones, sat cross-legged, and recovered his magical power.

After this battle, his internal magical power was over 70% depleted. If You Jianfeng had joined in, it would be hard to say who would have won in the end.

This Netherworld Dao body was indeed powerful, but its consumption was too great. Xu Sanyan would not easily use it. If he did, he must end the battle quickly.

Two Spirit Stones quickly turned into powder. Xu Sanyan stood up and said, “Let’s go, this place is not suitable for prolonged stay.”

The battle just now was grand in scale and could easily attract other Demonic Beasts. They had to move quickly.

Xiang Tan and the others nodded, briefly tidied up the battlefield, and quickly departed.

Xu Sanyan glanced around. Originally, including him, there were nine people. After this battle, one died and one was injured, leaving only eight.

On the other side, You Jianfeng led his group towards the second rainbow light. A middle-aged man in the crowd asked, “With such strength, why was this person previously unknown?”

You Jianfeng secretly gritted his teeth. He also didn't understand. Logically speaking, with this person's ability, he was enough to replace Dream Butterfly and become one of the top three. Why had he never heard of him?

“Perhaps he just joined the Saint Sect recently…” someone guessed.

You Jianfeng slowly nodded. It was very possible. The Saint Sect widely recruited talented individuals from all over the world, and often Disciples from other Sects who made mistakes were forced to join the Saint Sect.

“Never mind him, what is that?”

You Jianfeng pointed a finger at a rapidly moving rainbow light and asked.

Someone behind him opened a map to compare, “It should be near the Lishen Tree.”

You Jianfeng took the map and glanced at it. The Lishen Tree was about a hundred li away from here. At the speed of a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator, they could reach it in about a day, which gave them enough time to prepare.

Another person said with slight surprise, “Eh, looking at their direction, they seem to be coming towards us.”

You Jianfeng showed a smile on his face. Someone else was delivering themselves to their doorstep. So, he waved his hand, “Form the ‘Small Eight Directions Array’! This time, we’ll wait for them at our leisure!”

“Senior Brother is brilliant! Let’s see which unlucky fellow runs headfirst into it, hahahaha…”

…

Tu Wanshan’s heart was bleeding. He watched helplessly as several Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters were caught by the beast tide, and before they could even let out a scream, their bones were already gone.

The beast tide grew larger and larger. If they were allowed to develop further, they would probably eventually rush out of Wanmo Mountain, and at that time, the Tongxin Demon Sect would inevitably be impacted.

Everyone was running frantically. Tu Wanshan shouted to the Bald Woman beside him, “Return to the Sect!”

Inside the Sect, there were the Sect Master and three Hall Masters. This beast tide mostly consisted of third and fourth-tier Demonic Beasts, which were fatal to them, but for the Hall Masters, they could be eliminated with a wave of a hand.

Fourth-tier Yao Beasts were equivalent to Foundation Establishment Cultivators, while the three Hall Masters were in the Void Amalgamation Realm. The gap between them was like a chasm, impossible to bridge with numbers.

The Bald Woman nodded heavily. The small beast in her arms kicked its legs on the woman’s ample chest, climbed over her shoulder, and looked at the beast tide behind them, its round eyes filled with a trace of helplessness.

It was with them; there was no need to hold it and run together.

Actually, the beast tide was not relentlessly pursuing them; it was just that Tu Wanshan and the others happened to be in the beast tide’s path. Now that the beast tide had formed its scale, it was too late to avoid it.

“Ah!”

A scream rang out, quickly drowned in the thundering footsteps. Tu Wanshan knew without looking back that another Junior Brother had died.

The ground trembled slightly. Tu Wanshan looked back and saw that there were originally nearly thirty people, but now only less than twenty remained, a loss of almost half.

“Ma Changjie!”

Tu Wanshan’s heart was boiling with hatred. If Ma Changjie hadn’t blocked them there, how could the subsequent events have happened? He wished he could devour him alive.

At the same time,

Qi Liang looked up at the two rainbow lights in the sky, turned to Sima Xin, and said, “There are still two saint child tokens that haven’t appeared yet. Take a few people to Hundred Beast Peak to look around.”

“Mm.” Sima Xin nodded slightly and chose ten people to leave.

Jiang Qinqin covered the wound on her abdomen with a pale face, leaning against a tree trunk to rest.

After Sima Xin walked away, Qi Liang moved to Jiang Qinqin’s front. With a flick of his sleeve, a transparent barrier enveloped the two, preventing outsiders from hearing a sound.

Qi Liang reached out and pinched her beautiful face. His exposed palm was as smooth as jade, and the full head of black hair had already dissipated.

Jiang Qinqin naturally saw this scene and couldn't help but be horrified. That poison had no effect at all?

Then why did he…

Qi Liang was very satisfied with her expression and said calmly, “Actually, your poison has no effect on me at all, but I am still willing to help you get a saint child token. Do you know why?”

Jiang Qinqin’s face was pinched, and her mouth naturally pouted, “I don’t know.”

“Because I want you.”

“Want me?” Jiang Qinqin was even more confused. Coveting her beauty?

“I want you to submit to me. I will help you surpass Dream Butterfly. From now on, you will be the Saint of Hehe Mountain.”

“Wh-what do you mean?” Jiang Qinqin’s eyes flickered, and a hint of speculation arose in her heart.

“Tongxin Holy Sect, four veins united in heart, but after all, it is four veins. Why isn’t it one vein?”

Before she could answer, Qi Liang continued to explain, “Because… it was originally formed by the merger of four Sects.”

Qi Liang slowly explained, “Two thousand years ago, the four great Demonic Path Sects were incomparably powerful: Blood Refining Sect, Crimson Heart Sect, Joyful Union Sect, and Saint Sect, each occupying a region. But later, Siyuan Sect allied with Qi Dao Sect and Tianyi Fumo Temple, defeating the four great Sects one by one. This forced us to unite and jointly establish this Tongxin Holy Sect.”

“If it weren’t for the discord between the three Sects back then, which led to the collapse of the Alliance, we would have already disappeared into the long river of history.”

Jiang Qinqin was startled. This news was something even she had never heard of before.

Qi Liang seemed to have seen what she was thinking and asked, “Do you know why you’ve never heard of it?”

Jiang Qinqin shook her head.

“Because… you are just a whetstone, and Dream Butterfly is the blade. Flower Maiden uses you and Palace Madam to sharpen her.”

“What exactly do you mean?” Jiang Qinqin’s expression gradually became serious.