94: Chapter 94 Robbery by Fire, Old Man Settling Accounts

In front of the Scripture Pavilion, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Chu Sheng fully unleashes his demonic energy, black and red mist swirling around him, dyeing the moonlight a deep crimson.

Li Chunfeng stands at the entrance of the Scripture Pavilion, his murky, aged eyes fixed intently on Chu Sheng.

"You..." his voice trembles, "How could you be a demonic cultivator?!"

"Senior, I have simply chosen a different path."

A flash of heartbreak crosses the eyes of Li Chunfeng.

"I have misjudged you." He slowly draws his longsword, and a ghostly light shimmers along the blade.

"Senior, please make your move."

Li Chunfeng strikes with his sword, the momentum like churning clouds.

Chu Sheng does not dodge or evade, instead raising his hand to meet it head-on.

"Bang!"

Palm and sword collide, and violent spiritual power explodes outward!

Li Chunfeng stumbles back three steps, his hand numb.

Chu Sheng stands motionless, though a piece of his hem is sliced away by the sword wind.

Heavenly Demon Body, the strength of his physical form is revealed for the first time.

"A formidable demonic cultivator indeed," Li Chunfeng says in a deep voice.

Chu Sheng shakes his hand and laughs.

"Senior, you are old and no longer useful."

Zhou Wantang makes her move.

She forms a seal and points her finger, and blood-colored runes descend upon Li Chunfeng like a torrential rain, sealing off all his escape routes.

The expression of Li Chunfeng changes.

"Demonic secret art?!" He stares at Zhou Wantang, "Are you also a demonic cultivator?!"

A tempest rages within the heart of Li Chunfeng.

An elder of Danxia Peak of the Qinglan Sect, a third-rank alchemist, is actually a hidden demonic cultivator?!

Compared to her, he is but a minor player; how deep does her deception go?!

"Good, good, good."

"Although I am from the Yan Kingdom, today I will purge the sect on behalf of the Qinglan Sect!"

The moment he finishes speaking, his aura suddenly surges!

Late Stage Gu Zhen Realm!

"What?!" Zhou Wantang exclaims.

Chu Sheng, however, laughs.

"Now this is interesting."

Li Chunfeng thrusts his sword, the momentum like a weary bird returning to the forest; it appears slow, yet carries an indescribable sense of desolation.

Sixteen Swords of Yan Yun, Swallow Returns to the Nest.

Zhou Wantang's expression changes drastically, and she retreats frantically.

Chu Sheng advances instead of retreating, fully activating his Heavenly Demon Body, and strikes the sword blade with his palm!

"Boom!"

The moment palm and sword collide, Chu Sheng feels as if he has been struck by a mountain.

Li Chunfeng, however, merely sways.

"Kid," he says in a deep voice, "your body is strong, but your understanding of the sword path is far from sufficient."

Chu Sheng wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughs.

"Senior is right. But what about this move?"

He takes out the immortal slaying gourd.

The moment the purple-gold light shines, the world changes color!

A terrifying killing intent surges from the mouth of the gourd, as if an ancient beast has opened its eyes!

The pupils of Li Chunfeng constrict, and the hairs on his body stand on end!

A Heaven-tier magic treasure?!

And a Heaven-tier magic treasure focused on killing at that!

"Please, treasure, turn around."

Chu Sheng says softly.

The moment his words fall, a chaotic sword light slashes out from the mouth of the gourd!

Fast!

So fast it transcends the boundaries of time!

Li Chunfeng's Sixteen Swords of Yan Yun cannot even be deployed before the sword light slashes across his neck.

"..."

He opens his mouth, wanting to say something, but cannot make a sound.

A head flies high into the air, blood spraying like a fountain.

The corpse crashes to the ground.

Late Stage Gu Zhen Realm, a Yan Kingdom undercover agent for decades, all ended in one sword strike.

This is the power of a Heaven-tier magic treasure.

Zhou Wantang stands frozen in place, watching the rolling head, her whole body trembling.

Chu Sheng's face is pale, his essence blood greatly depleted, his head feeling as if it were being pricked by countless fine needles, yet he laughs.

"Senior, my apologies."

Just then—

"Clang!"

A dull bell toll rings from the main peak!

"Clang!"

Another!

"Clang!"

Three bell tolls resound throughout the entire Qinglan Sect!

That is the highest level of alarm for the sect!

Zhou Wantang's face turns deathly pale.

"The Sect Master... the Sect Master is coming back!"

And not just the Sect Master.

In the distant sky, several formidable auras are rapidly approaching.

Experts from the Yan Yue Sect, the Tyrant Body Sect, and even the Spirit Sea experts from the Falling Phoenix Valley may all be rushing over!

Even more terrifyingly, the light of the sect-protecting formation begins to flicker violently, covered in cracks.

It cannot hold on.

Once the formation shatters, everything that has happened here will be exposed to the world!

The corpses all over the ground, the collapsed Scripture Pavilion, the blood of a peak True Firmament expert, and... the aura of a Heaven-tier magic treasure!

Chu Sheng looks down at the corpse of Li Chunfeng, then at the crown princes token that has slid out from his embrace.

The two jade pendant are identical.

He laughs.

"Senior, you will carry this blame well."

Key decision triggered: Sect bell rings, crisis descends!

1. Flee. Use the chaos to escape the Qinglan Sect and save your life.

2. Pretend to be innocent. Put away your demonic energy and act as a victim.

3. Loot a burning house. Use the chaos to ransack the sect treasury and frame Li Chunfeng.

Chu Sheng looks at these three options, a gleam of sharp light flashing in his eyes.

He looks down at the unconscious Zhou Wantang, then at the complex expression on the face of Li Chunfeng.

Then, he laughs.

"Senior," he says softly, "my apologies, you man who balances the books."