88: Chapter 87 Calamity Clouds

Master Danchen crawled out of the pit, patted the dust off his body, and looked at the dissipating phantom, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Peak Saint King..." he muttered, "That trump card is truly tough."

He turned his head to look at Lei Yan and the others, the expression on his Face being quite colorful.

He had originally thought that since he, an Early Stage Great Saint, was personally stepping in, he would show off a little in front of the Superior Sect Disciples and let them witness the demeanor of the Myriad Pill Valley Revered Master.

But what happened?

Not only did it end up like this, but in the end, he had to rely on the junior's trump card to save his life.

Embarrassing, too embarrassing.

He coughed dryly, walked up to the group, patted their shoulders, and feigned calmness:

"Ahem... Although I was at a disadvantage just now, that was because he absorbed others' cultivation to forcibly achieve a Breakthrough. If it were a one-on-one fight, I might not have lost."

Shi Man stood to the side, his head lowered, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Junior Brother Wang Teng was even more excessive; he simply turned around and pretended to study the scenery in the distance.

Only Gu Ruoxue remained cold and detached, but the slight curve at the corner of her mouth betrayed her.

Gu Ruoxue put away that hint of a smile and said seriously:

"Master Danchen, the Cultivation Technique he practiced... the aura is very evil. Did you notice anything?"

Master Danchen nodded, his brows slightly furrowed.

"This aura is somewhat similar to the Heavenly Demons recorded in ancient texts."

He paused, looking at the wisp of black mist that was still dissipating, a hint of contemplation flashing in his eyes:

"But it's also not quite the same. The aura of a Heavenly Demon is pure and overbearing, a foreign species from outside the domain. But his Cultivation Technique... is chaotic and twisted, as if it were pieced together."

Lei Yan asked: "Then what exactly is it?"

Master Danchen pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"It should be a Cultivation Technique that some evil cultivators adapted by imitating Heavenly Demons after the Heavenly Demon invasion in ancient times.

This guy doesn't know where he got it from; he has practiced himself into neither human nor ghost."

He shook his head, his tone filled with a hint of disdain:

"With this kind of Cultivation Technique, the Foundation is unstable, and the forcibly improved cultivation is just a castle in the air. Even if he didn't die at your hands today, sooner or later he would have suffered a Qi Deviation and exploded to death."

The group listened, lost in thought.

Not far away, Lei Qingyao was still kneeling on the ground, holding her Revered Master's body.

That middle-aged female cultivator was leaning weakly in her arms, her Face pale, her breath faint.

Lei Qingyao's tears had already run dry; she just held her Revered Master tightly, saying nothing.

Lei Yan walked over and squatted down beside her.

"Qingyao."

Lei Qingyao raised her head, her eyes red and swollen. She looked at Lei Yan, her lips moving, but she couldn't say anything.

Footsteps came from behind. Master Danchen walked over and squatted down to examine her.

He first probed Bai Qiushui's Meridians, then carefully checked her Sea of Consciousness, and nodded:

"Fortunately, I suppressed that aura in her body earlier. Otherwise, when that guy was absorbing those Elders just now, she wouldn't have been able to escape; she would have been sucked dry long ago."

He paused, his brows slightly furrowed:

"However, although her life was saved, her vital blood is severely depleted. If left untreated, she won't recover for three to five years."

As he spoke, he fished out a jade bottle from his bosom, poured out a jade-green Medicinal Pill, and handed it to Lei Qingyao:

"This is the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill I refined. Give it to her."

Lei Qingyao was stunned for a moment, then quickly took the Medicinal Pill, her voice trembling:

"Many thanks, Master Danchen... thank you..."

She carefully fed the Medicinal Pill into her Revered Master's mouth.

The Medicinal Pill melted upon contact, and a gentle vitality spread from within Bai Qiushui's body.

Her complexion regained color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her breathing became much steadier.

A moment later, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Qingyao..."

Lei Qingyao's tears burst forth: "Revered Master! You're awake!"

Bai Qiushui weakly raised her hand, gently patted the back of her hand, and then struggled to sit up.

Lei Qingyao hurriedly helped her sit up.

Bai Qiushui looked at Master Danchen, then at Lei Yan and the others, and bowed deeply:

"Many thanks to you all for saving my life. This old woman, Bai Qiushui, has nothing to repay you with..."

Master Danchen waved his hand: "You are too polite."

Lei Yan stepped forward and said: "Senior Bai, there is no need for such formalities. Qingyao is my cousin; helping her is only right."

Bai Qiushui was slightly taken aback. She looked at Lei Yan, then at Lei Qingyao.

Lei Qingyao quickly introduced:

"Revered Master, this is my cousin Lei Yan, who is now a Disciple of the Taixuan Sect. These are his fellow Sect members, Shi Man, Junior Brother Wang Teng, and Gu Ruoxue. That is the Myriad Pill Valley Revered Master, Senior Danchen."

A trace of shock flashed in Bai Qiushui's eyes.

Taixuan Sect...

Myriad Pill Valley Revered Master...

She took a deep breath and bowed again:

"I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. Many thanks to you all."

Lei Yan sidestepped to avoid it and reached out to support her: "Senior, there is no need for this."

Bai Qiushui stood up and looked at the corpses of the Elders lying on the ground in the distance, remaining silent for a long time.

Lei Qingyao stood by her side, saying nothing.

Master Danchen followed her gaze and sighed:

"Your Ziyu Sect has suffered such a great calamity. What are your plans for the future?"

Bai Qiushui was silent for a moment, then said slowly:

"Although that person is dead, the Sect still exists, and the Disciples are still here. Although I am untalented, I still want to try my best to keep it going."

She looked at the surviving Disciples—standing far away, looking over here in fear and anxiety.

"I cannot let the Legacy of the Ziyu Sect end in my hands."

Master Danchen nodded: "How about this? I will have Myriad Pill Valley send some resources over. Medicinal Pills and Spirit Stones should be enough for you to tide over the difficulties.

As for those deceased Elders... give them a proper burial."

Bai Qiushui was slightly stunned.

She knew clearly in her heart whose Face Master Danchen was actually giving.

The Myriad Pill Valley Revered Master, an Early Stage Great Saint, why would he care about the life or death of a small Saint Transformation Stage cultivator like her?

It was only because Lei Yan was a Taixuan Sect Disciple, and Lei Qingyao was Lei Yan's cousin.

She took a deep look at Lei Yan, then turned to Master Danchen, and bowed solemnly:

"Many thanks, Master Danchen. I will keep this kindness in mind."

Master Danchen waved his hand, smiled, and said nothing.

Lei Qingyao stood to the side, looking at Lei Yan, then at Master Danchen, and understood a bit as well.

She walked up to Lei Yan and said softly:

"Brother Yan, thank you."

Lei Yan shook his head: "We are family; no need to say such things."

Bai Qiushui watched this scene, feeling moved in her heart.

In this calamity, the Ziyu Sect suffered heavy losses, but at least, this child, Qingyao, has found such a relative.

The road ahead might be a little easier.

Bai Qiushui withdrew her gaze and said to the group:

"You have worked hard today. If you don't mind, please come to the Ziyu Sect to rest your feet. Although it is a bit dilapidated now, it is at least a place to stay."

Lei Yan looked at Master Danchen.

Master Danchen nodded: "That works."

Just as everyone was about to set off—Boom!!!

Without warning.

An indescribable and terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the far east of the Eastern Region, sweeping across the entire Eastern Region like a tsunami.

The aura came too fast, so fast that there was no time to react—one moment it was a clear sky, and the next, that pressure had already crossed the Eastern Region and pressed directly onto everyone's hearts.

The group shuddered and looked up towards the east.

They saw a huge ink-purple Tribulation Cloud surging, gathering, and expanding. The Tribulation Cloud covered the sky and the earth, spreading in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, it had dyed half the sky black.

Even far away in Qingzhou, it could still be seen clearly.