15: Chapter 0015 The Cicada is Behind

"Oh no!"

"The other party was intentionally testing her."

Gu Huan thought to himself that things were looking bad. Liu Zhu was not cautious enough and lacked experience, inadvertently exposing her true situation.

The other party had come prepared and held the advantage in cultivation; her situation was very dangerous.

"Are you the buyer?" Liu Zhu asked.

"Correct. Where is the item I want?" the masked man replied.

This time.

Liu Zhu had become slightly smarter.

She wasn't stupid enough to trade with the other party on the spot.

"Don't be in a hurry. If you are sincerely cooperating, I won't go back on my word, but we must wait for the middleman to arrive."

The so-called middleman.

Was a witness who organized this trade.

The item Liu Zhu wanted to sell was far from simple; if it entered the black market, it would certainly cause a sensation.

During the three months since she and Qin Yao had left the Hehuan Sect, they had spent most of their time looking for a trustworthy middleman.

Sister Liu.

Was the witness they trusted.

She was also a Qi Refining Cultivator, but she held a reliable reputation in the underground black market.

"Fine, reasonable."

The masked man agreed and waited patiently.

After some time.

Slight sounds of breaking through the air rang out in succession.

Sister Liu, dressed in blue, arrived at the scene with a subordinate.

"Sorry, sorry, I was slightly delayed on the road, making you two Fellow Daoists wait so long. Please forgive me."

Sister Liu was about thirty years old, at the ninth level of Qi Refining, with soft, charming skin and considerable beauty. The man accompanying her was also at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Facing the masked man and Liu Zhu, the combat power of both sides was perfectly balanced.

"Enough small talk, let's start the trade as quickly as possible!"

The masked man urged, unwilling to waste any more time.

Liu Zhu shared this sentiment. Among the four, her cultivation was the lowest; she only wanted to quickly get rid of this hot potato and leave this place.

"Sister Liu, I have no objection."

"Very well then. We'll proceed as discussed before. We will take a ten percent security fee to ensure the trade goes smoothly. You two have no objections, right?"

Both shook their heads.

Indicating they had no objections.

Sister Liu smiled happily.

She nodded to her subordinate to approach the masked man, count the Spirit Stone payment, and take the ten percent cut.

Meanwhile, with a face full of smiles, she walked casually toward Liu Zhu.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, please take out your trade item for me to inspect to ensure no accidents occur."

Liu Zhu nodded, trusting her quite a bit.

They had shown it to Sister Liu last time, and only after she confirmed it was genuine did they look for a buyer.

"Here it comes!"

"What could it be that's so mysterious?"

Gu Huan, hidden in the shadows, widened his eyes, curious about what Liu Zhu would take out.

What came into view was a square bronze box. A sharp glint immediately flashed in Sister Liu's eyes as she saw it. Her hands trembled slightly as she opened it. After confirming it was correct, she turned to the masked man and nodded in greeting.

Gu Huan couldn't see the contents of the box, and it felt like ants were crawling all over him.

But at that moment.

Sister Liu suddenly attacked, grabbing the bronze box and refusing to let go, her eyes bulging like copper bells.

Liu Zhu was first shocked, then flew into a rage, her face turning red.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

As soon as she spoke.

A trace of cunning appeared at the corner of Sister Liu's mouth. A cloud of red smoke sprayed from the ring on her hand, instantly enveloping the other woman's body.

Because she was agitated, Liu Zhu inhaled only a small amount, but she felt her whole body go weak and limp, collapsing to the ground completely unconscious.

The same thing.

Was happening on the other side.

Sister Liu's subordinate took advantage of the masked man letting down his guard and also released red smoke in a sneak attack.

The latter didn't expect the middleman to dare play dirty and also fell for it, collapsing unwillingly.

"Mission accomplished, hahaha!" Sister Liu laughed happily, her eyes full of excitement as she looked at the bronze box in her hand.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Liu's clever plan, our harvest this time is bountiful. We will surely receive a reward from the Sect Leader when we return. I'm impressed, truly impressed." The subordinate approached Sister Liu excitedly, holding a bag of Spirit Stones.

This time.

They had prepared thoroughly and successfully pocketed both the Spirit Stones and the treasure.

"We'll talk about the reward after we get back. This place isn't safe to stay for long. After all, this item is related to the Blood Spirit Sect. If they find out this item has entered the black market, they will definitely be relentless."

The subordinate nodded repeatedly.

Agreeing completely.

"Indeed, how can a Legacy Cultivation Technique of the Blood Spirit Sect be treated lightly?"

"Also, this Hehuan Sect Disciple is simply audacious, daring to kill a Disciple of another Demonic Path Sect. The victim's status probably wasn't low."

Sister Liu felt the same way.

Looking at the unconscious Liu Zhu, she also thought of Qin Yao.

They were a group, but only Liu Zhu was present now, meaning they hadn't caught them all in one go.

They must have intentionally avoided such an occurrence; who knows what kind of trouble might arise later.

"How should we deal with these two? Kill them or not?"

After pondering for a moment, Sister Liu said grimly, "Keep this woman for now. Lure the other one out as soon as possible and kill them both together, just in case they try to take us down with them."

"Understood."

The subordinate received the order.

He summoned a Flying Sword Magical Artifact to finish off the masked man.

The moment he moved, a shrill scream rang out at the same time.

Sister Liu was shocked and jerked her head around to look, only to see her subordinate's head rolling on the ground. At the same time, the masked man, who was supposed to be lying on the ground, attacked from the side with a horizontal saber strike.

The saber light was chilling.

The killing intent was surging.

She never imagined this person would actually fake unconsciousness and only strike to kill when he found an opportunity.

"Despicable," Sister Liu cursed shamelessly, her ninth-level Qi Refining cultivation exploding as she engaged in a fierce battle with the masked man.

"Calling me despicable?"

The masked man sneered, "When it comes to being despicable, we of the Righteous Path bow to you in defeat."

Naturally.

The Blood Spirit Sect held significant weight in the Demonic Path.

No Demonic Cultivator was willing to offend this colossus.

Therefore, when the Blood Spirit Sect's Legacy Cultivation Technique entered the black market, other than Righteous Path Cultivators who dared to compete for it, other Demonic Cultivators had the desire but not the courage.

Even if they successfully cultivated it.

They wouldn't dare to use it openly in Demonic Path territories.

Once it caught the eye of the Blood Spirit Sect, they would definitely be hunted down with everything they had.

"You claim to be the Righteous Path, yet you do all sorts of heartless things. How are you any different from the Demonic Path?"

"Of course it's different. We do bad things in secret, unlike you shameless people who can't wait to tell everyone. But don't worry, I'm not interested in menopausal women, so just die!"

The masked man knew he couldn't afford to delay and went all out.

And Sister Liu was not willing to wait for death, deciding to give it her all.

The saber light and silhouettes clashed fiercely, eventually colliding with immense power. The aftershocks poured out, leaves falling like a sweeping autumn wind, and trees were left leaning and broken in a mess.

Puchi!

Puchi!

The masked man's saber successfully cut off Sister Liu's head.

And her Magical Artifact, the Brass Shears, also successfully plunged into the masked man's chest, nearly piercing through him.

"Cough, cough!"

"That was close, it almost went through."

The man took off his mask, revealing a face full of pockmarks, extremely ugly.

He then used magic to remove the Brass Shears to prevent the injury from spreading further, swallowed a Medicinal Pill, and began to regulate his breath on the spot.

Just then.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

A terrifying killing intent suddenly descended, making his pupils contract in fear.

"There's another expert?"

"How is this possible?"

Two Purple Flood Dragons, about ten feet long, pounced toward him with ferocious roars, swift and fierce.

The pockmarked man was severely injured and was forced to rise and fight, filled with uncontrollable rage.

"Who is manipulating this from behind? If you have the guts, get the hell out here."

However, no one responded.

The Twin Purple Flood Dragons possessed eighth-level Qi Refining cultivation. Their attacks were sharp, and they were unafraid of sabers or swords.

The man barely resisted for a moment before he was finally bitten through the chest and abdomen by the Twin Purple Flood Dragons, falling into a pool of blood.

The scene was bloody and gruesome; not a single person remained standing.

Even so, no one jumped out immediately. Only the Purple Flood Dragons moved about triumphantly, repeatedly mangling the people who were already dead.

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