Chapter 110 The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Qiao Zhique stood at the edge of the cliff with a calm expression.

The gentle breeze stirred her moon-white dress, and her hair danced in the wind, making the mountains and rivers her background.

"Attack!"

A few Holy Lotus Cult Members roared and rushed forward together.

Hum!

Just then, a terrifying Aura suddenly appeared above the canyon, no less intense than that of the Holy Lotus Sect Helmsman, Qu Hefeng.

The few people pouncing towards Qiao Zhique were suspended in mid-air, unable to move at all, like mosquitoes trapped in amber.

Immediately after, Bang! Bang! Bang!

A continuous series of explosions rang out, and these few people were crushed into blood mist by this Aura one after another.

The smell of blood permeated the high canyon, drifting away with the wind.

"Who is it?!"

The Left Protector's expression changed as he scanned his surroundings.

With this kind of Aura, the newcomer was also a Grandmaster!

"Hahaha!"

"This time, not only can we capture the people from the Yin Ming Cult, but we have also wiped out the Holy Lotus Sect branch. Miss Qiao, you have a share in this monumental achievement!"

An ethereal voice came from the foot of the mountain.

Before the voice faded, a figure appeared nearby.

The newcomer was a middle-aged man in black, with a broad face, square nose, and thick eyebrows.

His appearance caused the people from the Holy Lotus Sect to turn pale with shock.

Bang!

In the distance, Ding Kang and Qu Hefeng exchanged a fierce blow, forcing each other back over a hundred meters. Ding Kang took several steps back before steadying himself, a flush of red appearing on his face.

"Yu Qun? How—?"

Qu Hefeng looked at the middle-aged man in black, recalled what he had said, and then his gaze fell on Qiao Zhique at the edge of the canyon. He understood everything instantly.

He had thought only he had secretly followed them.

He hadn't expected this courtesan to be so calculating, secretly contacting the Six Doors.

What a classic case of the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole follows behind!

Yu Qun, the commander of the local Six Doors.

He was also one of the two Grandmasters of the Yu Family, one of the Five Surnames and Three Sects.

At this moment, Qiao Zhique held her zither and walked step by step behind Yu Qun, whispering:

"Commander Yu, you promised me that as long as I led you to find the divine weapon, the soul-reaping rope, and the Nether Prison Demonic Art, you would no longer pursue my former identity as a member of the Yin Ming Cult!"

Yu Qun chuckled and said:

"Rest assured, I am a man of my word!"

"You are free now!"

"Thank you, Commander!"

Qiao Zhique bowed gracefully, glanced back at Ding Kang once, and turned to head down the mountain without hesitation.

"Qiao Zhique! You slut!"

Behind her, Ding Kang's venomous voice came, cursing:

"I truly regret not killing you with one palm strike!"

Qiao Zhique's delicate body paused for a moment, a cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she continued walking down the mountain without looking back.

Ding Kang was in no position to protect himself today, so he was just making empty threats.

Yu Qun's face was beaming with smiles as he blocked the path down the mountain, alone, intercepting both Ding Kang and Qu Hefeng of the Holy Lotus Sect.

His gaze also wandered over the divine weapon and the Secret Manual, his eyes narrowing slightly, his heart stirred.

If he could obtain this divine weapon, his Yu Family could leap to become a top-tier Family in Cangzhou Prefecture, surpassing other Families and ranking only below the Sima Family of the Marquis Mansion.

Seeing this, Qu Hefeng sneered:

"Yu Qun, do you think you can seize the divine weapon by yourself?"

"That is simply wishful thinking!"

He turned to Ding Kang and said:

"Let us kill him first, and then decide who the divine weapon belongs to, how about that?"

Ding Kang nodded heavily, "Good!"

He hated them deeply at this moment.

He never thought that despite being extremely careful, he would still be followed by the Holy Lotus Sect and the Six Doors.

He swore in his heart that if he could leave safely today, he would definitely find Qiao Zhique, play with her to his heart's content, and then kill her!

Yu Qun withdrew his gaze, looked at Qu Hefeng, and scoffed:

"Knowing that an old monster like you was here, how could I have come alone?"

"Rest assured, today, none of you will be able to escape!"

After saying this, he shouted to the rear:

"Brother Liao, if not now, when will you appear?"

"Hahaha!"

A loud laugh came from the forest, startling a flock of birds into flight.

A middle-aged man holding a precious sword leaped from the forest, dragging a trail of afterimages behind him. Beside him was a bright and beautiful young girl in a pink dress.

"Liao Huawen? You came too?!"

Qu Hefeng faced the enemy as if facing a great foe, looking at the opponent.

Liao Huawen, Vice Sect Master of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, whose Flowing Cloud Sword Technique was famous throughout Cangzhou Prefecture, with Middle Stage cultivation in the Divine Illumination Realm.

Beside him was the first direct disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, Yu Feifei, who was also the niece of Sect Master Yu Mengzhu.

The other Grandmaster of the Yu Family and Yu Mengzhu had been summoned by the Prefectural Governors Mansion to discuss matters in Cangzhou Prefecture, otherwise, it wouldn't just be two Grandmasters coming today.

After Liao Huawen appeared, he looked at Qu Hefeng and said:

"Helmsman Qu, greetings!"

"You and I are old acquaintances. You have escaped several times when we clashed. I wonder if you can leave safely today!"

Qu Hefeng narrowed his eyes and sized up the two in front, sneering:

"You are only two Grandmasters, and we are also two. Do you think you can handle us?"

Liao Huawen smiled dismissively.

Although they were both Grandmasters, their strength was above Qu Hefeng's, let alone Ding Kang, who was even weaker than Qu Hefeng.

Even if they couldn't leave both of them behind today, one of them would definitely fall here!

"Brother Yu, you must have planned today's events for a long time, right?"

Liao Huawen looked at Yu Qun with a smile.

Yu Qun chuckled and said:

"Five days ago, Miss Qiao from the Full Moon Tower suddenly contacted me, and that was when I learned she was a traitor to the Yin Ming Cult. I formulated this plan then."

"I didn't expect it to go so smoothly!"

"Not only did we wait for the Yin Ming Cult members, but we also fished out the Holy Lotus Sect!"

When he said this, Yu Qun's eyes swept down the mountain, a strange light flashing deep in his eyes.

He had long been itching for this courtesan from the Full Moon Tower.

Not only was she naturally beautiful, but she was also naturally gifted with the zither.

He had listened to her zither music more than once; the lingering sound would resonate for three days, and even after a long time, he still missed that wonderful melody.

He had hinted or suggested several times before that he wanted to be her guest.

But every time, she had refused, saying she sold her art, not her body.

To this day, this stunning courtesan was still a virgin!

Now that the Full Moon Tower had been burned down by him, the courtesan Miss Qiao was no longer in this world.

But the former traitor of the Yin Ming Cult was still there.

Hehehe!

He had trusted subordinates ambushing at the foot of the mountain; once Qiao Zhique went down the mountain, she would be captured by them.

Then, he would take this woman to the Yu Family, and he, Yu Qun, would be Qiao Zhique's first man!

At that time, let's see how she would refuse him?

Would she dare to refuse him again?

Thinking of this, Yu Qun couldn't help but feel a bit distracted.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a loud roar from Liao Huawen interrupted his train of thought.

It turned out that Ding Kang, taking advantage of their standoff, was silently moving towards the divine weapon, the soul-reaping rope, wanting to snatch it first.

The others naturally couldn't let him have his way.

At this very moment, the other three Grandmasters simultaneously erupted with Origin Qi and attacked Ding Kang together.

Yu Qun and Liao Huawen had the same idea.

As soon as they struck, they used their full power, determined to kill the Grandmaster of the Yin Ming Cult first.

Qu Hefeng, just as he struck, realized and hesitated for a moment.

If Ding Kang died, it would be his turn next!

But even if he stopped now, it was too late; the terrifying Origin Qi instantly engulfed Ding Kang.

Boom!

For a time, blood-colored finger beams, Flowing Cloud sword light, and green Fist Intent filled the space above the canyon.

The Origin Qi within a radius of hundreds of meters was in turmoil, the momentum was terrifying, and the distant mountains became completely silent, countless birds and beasts were scared trembling by this terrible commotion.

Yu Feifei of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect and the Left Protector of the Holy Lotus Sect changed their expressions drastically.

The momentum of several Grandmasters attacking together was extremely terrifying, scaring them into hurriedly retreating, stopping only after retreating hundreds of meters.

"Ha!"

Just at this moment, Ding Kang's face was ferocious, black light mixed with blood light on his body, his speed soared twofold in an instant, appearing before the grave, grabbing the Secret Manual and the divine weapon in his hands.

But before he could show joy...

Boom!!!

At this time, the three powerful ultimate moves also arrived simultaneously.

"Ah— Bang!"

Ding Kang couldn't even activate the divine weapon to defend himself before he was pierced through by the blood-colored finger beams, stabbed countless times by innumerable sword beams, blood spraying out like a fountain, and then the fist light blasted him into smithereens.

The terrifying Origin Qi storm did not subside.

It landed on the top of the canyon, directly collapsing a large piece of earth layer covering a radius of tens of meters, including where the original grave was located.

Boom crackle!

Huge boulders of tens of meters, along with countless grass, trees, and rubble, rolled down from the high canyon with a rumbling sound.

It was like a landslide, and also like a mudslide!

Amidst the rolling dust and smoke, the soul-reaping rope, which emitted black light, absorbed all the essence blood of Ding Kang, who had been blasted into a blood mist.

The black light on this soft rope became more intense, and a trace of blood color appeared on its surface.

"The soul-reaping rope!"

Qu Hefeng shouted and leaped down from the top of the canyon.

The soul-reaping rope, along with the Secret Manual of the Nether Prison Demonic Art, rolled down the canyon with the earth and stones, smashing into the turquoise river water one after another, splashing huge splashes.

Seeing Qu Hefeng jump down from the canyon, Yu Qun and Liao Huawen looked at each other and immediately chased down.

The hundred-meter-high canyon was nothing to a Grandmaster.

They unleashed their light movement techniques and landed lightly on the river surface.

As for Yu Feifei and the Left Protector of the Holy Lotus Sect left above the canyon, the two looked at each other, and Yu Feifei's heart trembled.

The Holy Lotus Cult Member on the opposite side was a Sixth Realm Martial Artist, and she was only a Fifth Realm...

The Left Protector's face showed a ferocious grin.

Boom!

A blood-colored palm print materialized and grabbed towards Yu Feifei.

Capturing this woman would allow him to hold Liao Huawen hostage!

...

The Raging Flood Dragon Gang's large ship sailed on the Yang River for a day and a night.

After leaving Linshui Prefecture, it finally reached the territory of Tianshui Prefecture.

Yan Chu had not left his room for this entire day and night.

During this time, Ma Qingzong and the boat captain tried to call him separately, but were all turned away.

Shen Zuirong also hadn't left the bed for this entire day and night.

Heaven have mercy, before she agreed to Yan Chu, she had absolutely never imagined it would end up like this.

Her willpower was very firm.

Since her Family was destroyed, she had been alone for such a long time, having to avoid the pursuit of the Marquis Mansion and also escape the pursuit of the Holy Lotus Sect.

Without a strong will, she would never have been able to persist until now.

"peach blossoms on a human face" only described her appearance, but her heart was harder than iron and stone, and her will was as strong as steel.

But... but...

She could endure for half an hour, and even within an hour, she still gritted her teeth without making a sound.

There was only one monotonous sound.

But when this great battle continued into the second hour, she finally could not endure it anymore, and another pleasant, melodic sound rang out in the room.

"Damn Yan Chu, he has no tenderness for the fairer sex at all!"

Shen Zuirong was draped in a thin blanket, her black hair disheveled, her head buried in the pillow, not looking at Yan Chu again.

Yan Chu smiled slightly, his hand sliding over her fair and supple shoulders, and said: "You should rest well!"

"Something seems to have happened outside, I'll go take a look!"

Just as he walked to the door, Shen Zuirong's voice, as thin as a mosquito's, sounded:

"The request you promised me..."

"Rest assured!"

Yan Chu closed the door, his voice remaining in the room,

"Since you have become my woman, your enemies are my enemies!"

"When I reach the Ninth Realm, that will be the day of Sima Tao's death!"

Shen Zuirong's red lips curled slightly.

Having obtained the answer she wanted, she finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Chu arrived on the deck, where it was full of people pointing and gesturing towards the front.

"Young Master!"

"Great Hero Yan!"

The people on the ship saluted one after another.

The boat captain stepped forward and pointed to the front, saying:

"Great Hero, look, there seems to have been a landslide above the canyon, and stones keep falling down."

"Our ship cannot continue forward for the time being, I'm afraid we have to stay here for a while, otherwise, if the canyon suddenly collapses, we might be buried inside."

At this moment, their ship was in the middle of the river.

On both sides were canyons as high as a hundred meters, with smooth stone walls that were difficult to climb.

Besides the Raging Flood Dragon Gang's ship, there were two or three other ships also trapped here, not daring to move forward.

There were people around discussing it.

"This Huqiu Canyon was fine, how could it suddenly have a landslide?"

"Could it be a Dragon turning over?"

"Impossible! If it were really a Dragon turning over, both sides of the canyon would collapse, how could it only be one side?"

"Then what happened?"

"I don't know!"

"Sigh! Does it mean we have to turn back?"

"Young Master!"

Ma Qingzong walked up and whispered: "Looking at this commotion, it seems like someone is fighting above the canyon!"

"Hmm!"

Yan Chu nodded, his eyes fixed on the top of the canyon.

He had known for a long time; with the strength of his Divine Sense, he could sense the great battle above, and several Auras were all Grandmasters.

Thud! Splash!!!

Just at this moment, there was another huge tremor.

A huge boulder, at least tens of meters in size, fell from above, accompanied by countless earth and stones pouring down.

The Yang River, which was hundreds of meters wide, was hit by these earth and stones, splashing huge waves.

Several ships were all scared into turning their rudders and retreating.

"Huh? What is that?"

Yan Chu's Divine Sense suddenly locked onto two items.

They were a book and a soft rope with iron hooks.

When his Divine Sense touched the soft rope, the iron hook actually emitted a devouring force, wanting to hook away his Divine Sense!

"Hmm? Good stuff!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Yan Chu's mouth.

Heaven gives but one does not take, one will suffer the consequences!

These were clearly two treasures, likely the items those people above were fighting for.

Since the items fell before his eyes, it meant these treasures were destined for him.

Whoosh!

Yan Chu leaped up, instantly crossing hundreds of meters, appearing in mid-air above the canyon, briefly hovering.

Thick Origin Qi was infused into his sleeves, he flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind appeared, fanning away all the countless falling earth and stones, which clattered against the cliff wall.

Then, with a suction from his left palm, the book and the hooked rope were sucked into his hand.