200: jade slips

Jiang Yan divided the medicinal liquid into four equal portions. Although Huan Xier and Mo Qianqian belonged to the same Sect, the Shangyin Mountain was powerful, so it did not matter if they took a bit more. Besides, the medicinal liquid was not a particularly rare treasure, so a little less would not hurt.

After everyone put away their medicinal liquid, Mo Qianqian cupped her hands in farewell and walked towards the north of the city. Huan Xier let out a cold snort and left in the opposite direction, seemingly very displeased with Mo Qianqian.

Now, only the Jiang Family and the Zuoqiu Clan remained in the area.

Jiang Yan looked at Zuoqiu Shu and said with a smile, "Where does Fairy plan to go next?"

"Young Master Jiang can just call me by my name. Our two families have had many dealings, so there is no need to be so formal." Zuoqiu Shu said with a beaming smile.

Jiang Yan looked at her quiet and gentle temperament and was very fond of her. Seeing that she was willing to get close to him, he was overjoyed. "Then I shall be presumptuous. Young Miss Shu Er, the Secret Realm is full of dangers, and there are people of the Demonic Path running rampant. Since we are both families of the Righteous Path, why don't we join forces?"

Zuoqiu Zhen hid behind and secretly curled her lips. Looking at his appearance, his eyes were almost popping out; who couldn't see what he was planning?

At the same time, she also felt a bit disappointed. Why was it that these powerful figures all liked her eldest sister? The Saint of the Demon Sect was like this before, and now the Young Lord of the Jiang Family was the same. Was her eldest sister really that attractive?

Should she also change her clothes and remove these accessories?

Zuoqiu Shu smiled and nodded, "Alright. However, my second sister is still in the north of the city. I wonder if it is on the way?"

"It is on the way, naturally it is on the way. I was just about to head to the north of the city myself." Jiang Yan said immediately.

The Jiang Family disciples behind him watched his back and twitched their mouths silently. Didn't we just come from the north of the city?

Zuoqiu Shu did not know if she saw through anything, but she smiled, "Then I will have to rely on Young Master Jiang for your care."

"It is only right..."

The Zuoqiu Clan and the Jiang Family joined forces and walked together towards the north of the city.

...

The sky gradually brightened, and the Corpse Demons crawled back underground, leaving behind a ruined street.

Luo Changtian leaned against the wall alone, blood spilling from his mouth. At his feet lay his Junior Brother, who had already breathed his last.

"Brother Luo, hand over the item. I do not wish to kill you." Qi Liang stepped forward, holding a long sword in his hand, with strands of blood flowing down the blade.

Jiang Qinqin and the others formed a semicircle, trapping Luo Changtian in the corner.

"Pah, you are merely relying on having more people. Do you dare to fight me one-on-one!" Luo Changtian stared fixedly at Qi Liang, his eyes full of unyielding spirit.

Qi Liang shook his head, "Brother Luo, why bother delaying time? Do you really think someone will come to save you?"

He had already seen through Luo Changtian's goal.

"I will only count to three. If Brother Luo does not hand over the Jade Slip, I will take it myself."

Without waiting for an answer, Qi Liang stretched out his finger on his own, "One..."

Luo Changtian gripped the long sword in his hand tightly.

"Two..."

Qi Liang shook his head slightly, "Attack, regardless of life or death!"

"Kill!"

Everyone swarmed forward. Luo Changtian held his long sword and tried his best to defend, but because of his severe injuries and lack of magic power, he was struck in the chest by Jiang Qinqin's palm after only a few moves.

"Bang!"

Luo Changtian's figure flew backward, slamming heavily into the wall. The brick wall behind him was covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and his long sword flew out of his hand, stabbing straight into the ground.

Blood spilled from his mouth as he fainted to the ground.

Qi Liang stepped forward, ripped off Luo Changtian's Storage Pouch, took out the Jade Slip, pressed it against his forehead, and probed it with his Divine Sense. He immediately felt a magnificent Aura rushing towards him.

That intimidating Aura made his heart tremble. In that instant, he felt as if he had turned into a tiny ant beneath the Nine Heavens, looking up at the towering peaks that reached straight into the sky.

Above the peaks, clouds and mist curled, as if Immortals lived there, watching him indifferently through the clouds.

"What... is this..."

Qi Liang muttered to himself, deeply immersed and unable to extricate himself. That might was like the Heavens looking down upon him, filled with indifferent, ruthless, yet all-encompassing emotions, making it difficult to fathom.

"Is this... the Dao?"

All of Qi Liang's focus was attracted by the Jade Slip; to the outside world, he seemed to be in a daze.

"Senior Brother, are you alright?" Jiang Qinqin noticed something was wrong with him and spoke up quickly.

Qi Liang's body trembled, and he finally came back to his senses, turning his hand to put the Jade Slip into his Storage Pouch.

He knew that this time, he had truly found a treasure.

He had found an incomparable supreme treasure!

"Senior Brother, what about him?" Jiang Qinqin pointed at Luo Changtian.

"Kill him!"

Qi Liang's tone was cold. This matter could only be known to him!

"Kill him? Senior Brother, he is..." Jiang Qinqin was shocked. If they did this, wouldn't they thoroughly offend the Qidao Sect of Yong Mountain?

"I said, kill him!"

Qi Liang turned his head and stared fixedly at her.

Jiang Qinqin gritted her teeth secretly. She dared not disobey Qi Liang's order, so she had to raise her palm. A fluorescent light slowly gathered, and she struck heavily towards Luo Changtian.

"Stop!"

An anxious shout rang out from afar, and along with the sound came a clear green long sword.

Fang Qingge had arrived.

He was alone. Because he was worried about Luo Changtian's safety, he had rushed over alone and quickly. It took him only one night to run from the south of the city to the north, crossing the entire Moyang City without a moment's rest, and finally arriving at this critical moment.

Qi Liang frowned and brandished his long sword, thrusting it straight at Luo Changtian's heart.

He had to kill him. Even if it meant offending the Qi Dao Sect and the Siyuan Sect at the same time, he would not hesitate!

"I told you to stop!!"

Fang Qingge shouted loudly, his figure soaring into the sky like a dragon. The clear green long sword turned into thousands of light shadows in the air, instantly illuminating the entire sky, making the rising sun on the horizon look dim.

With this strike, he had truly used all his strength.

Qi Liang was greatly alarmed. He could no longer care about Luo Changtian and used all his magic power to defend, condensing a light shield around his body.

He felt a crazy stinging pain in his brow; this was his body's instinct telling him that if he could not block this move, he would really die!

Jiang Qinqin's beautiful eyes widened, and she was stunned as she looked at the countless light shadows. She hurriedly activated a precious mirror to block in front of her.

"Boom!"

A violent roar rang out, and thousands of sword shadows stabbed towards Qi Liang and the others. The dense sword shadows impacted the light shield, and Qi Liang gritted his teeth, holding on desperately.

Jiang Qinqin hid behind the mirror, watching helplessly as cracks appeared on the surface. She was panic-stricken in her heart, praying that it would hold on.

The sword shadows dispersed, leaving behind a ground full of corpses; they were all Qi Liang's subordinates who had failed to block those sword shadows.

Jiang Qinqin looked at the shattered mirror, feeling pained but also relieved; fortunately, they had blocked it.

Qi Liang's face was pale, his right hand behind his back, and a trail of blood flowed along his fingers.

Looking at Luo Changtian, he had already been rescued by Fang Qingge at some point and was feeding a Medicinal Pill into his mouth.

"Qi Liang, why do you want to kill him?!"

A wave of lingering fear rose in Fang Qingge's heart. If he had arrived a few breaths later, his good friend would have lost his life on the spot.

"Heh, I am the Demon Sect Saint. What reason do I need to kill him? I kill if I want to!" Qi Liang narrowed his eyes, his expression indifferent, but in his heart, he was on high alert.

The Qingge Sword Intent lived up to its name.

"Since that is the case, then I can kill you too!"

Fang Qingge laid Luo Changtian down, slowly straightened his body, and reached out to summon his sword. The clear green long sword fell into his hand, its blade pointing directly at Qi Liang.