Chapter 69 Doesn't my senior brother hate me? (11) Able to resist...

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp sword light attacked from the side, the silvery sword energy as vast as a mountain and as deep as the sea, carrying a cold and powerful killing intent.

Despite being on guard, Zhongli Qianye was still caught off guard by the strong gale brought by the sword energy, which left a bloody mark on his pale skin, resembling a crescent-shaped cut, which was particularly eye-catching.

His face darkened, as if he had been provoked, and a cold and murderous intent appeared on his handsome face.

At the same time, dark spiritual energy surged from his body, burning fiercely like black and purple flames, and a powerful pressure once again swept over the sky.

"You brat from the Chong family, you dare to fight me here? I think you don't want to live! Fine, I'll keep you company today!" His tone was mocking as he formed his right hand into a claw, gathering powerful lightning in his palm. With an almost imperceptible speed, he grabbed straight at the chest of the young cultivator who was holding a sword and ready to strike.

Purple lightning followed his figure, moving too fast to discern. However, Chongjingge's speed was in no way inferior. He swiftly pushed Fu Li towards Li Weiyan with his left hand, while his right hand gripped Qintian and turned to block. At the critical moment, silver-purple light suddenly splashed in the air, its color as brilliant as fireworks.

After Fu Li followed Li Weiyan to a safe place to watch the battle, the two had already flown into the air and started fighting.

The sky above almost the entire Golden Feather Shrine was covered by a gale-force wind barrier formed by the clash between magic and sword energy. The fierce sword moves and the impenetrable spells clashed and collided every moment, eventually annihilating and neutralizing each other in a flash of golden light.

A closer look reveals that although the Four Seas Demon Lord's moves are as swift and wide as thunder, they all crumble at the slightest touch of his seemingly simple and clean sword energy.

While his opponent, a young man, didn't exude the same overwhelming aura of power as him, the light in his eyes was as resolute as a sharp arrow. Wielding his longsword, he unleashed a series of sharp, unparalleled sword beams. Unlike ordinary sword cultivators who possess both overwhelming power and the resilience of plants, using a spear to attack a shield and softness to overcome hardness, his sword intent seemed to possess only unwavering courage, without any softness or retreat. His sword energy was as vast as mountains and seas, carrying a resolute determination to destroy the world. Although he hadn't yet reached the highest level, he had already demonstrated considerable power.

Realizing that the opponent's strength was not to be underestimated, Zhongli Qianye narrowed his pale purple vertical pupils, revealing a deeper sense of apprehension than before.

I originally thought the Chong family was extinct, and even if there were any descendants left, they would never be able to master the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique. I never expected that this Nascent Soul stage junior would have already reached the seventh level.

Is the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique, capable of withstanding dragon flames, piercing the scales of colossal creatures, and even slaying demonic dragons of higher levels, truly that terrifying?

After testing the waters, Zhongli Qianye quickly retreated out of the sword aura's range, and with a wave of his wide sleeves, released a dark purple smoke that instantly enveloped the battlefield.

But instead of taking the opportunity to attack, he channeled his cultivation into his voice and shouted:

"Young man of the Chong family, I'm in a hurry to get back to refine pills today, so I won't linger here with you. Focus on practicing your swordsmanship; it might come in handy someday. Little one, I hope you'll be willing to come and serve as my furnace next time we meet."

When the smoke cleared, the purple figure had vanished without a trace. Only the other person's flirtatious yet frivolous voice echoed between heaven and earth.

Chongjing Pavilion's expression darkened further, and it seemed they were about to give chase. Fortunately, Li Weiyan stopped them in time, shouting, "Senior Brother, the Four Seas Demon Lord has already left! Now that the Illusionless Flower Demon has been eliminated, let's hurry and check on Fourth Junior Brother and the others!"

One sentence brought Chongjing Pavilion back to his senses, making him realize that the lives of the other disciples were more important.

With a somber expression, he sheathed the Qintian sword and landed on the ground. Only then did Fu Li notice that there was a large hole in the fabric of his clothes near his chest, and the skin and flesh beneath the fabric were turned up, just an inch or two away from his heart.

Li Weiyan was also startled when he saw this, but Chongjingge said calmly, "It's just a scratch, not a deep wound."

Upon seeing blood on Qintian's sword sheath, Fu Li couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother, could this blood be from the Four Seas Demon Lord?"

Chongjingge nodded, his eyes darkening as he said, "Some of them are. He tried to kill me at close range, but I managed to injure him instead." This meant that he hadn't gotten the better of the other party.

To be able to fight a demonic dragon whose cultivation was suspected to be at the Nascent Soul stage to a draw, while he himself had only formed his Nascent Soul stage two years ago, was something even a Nascent Soul stage elder in a sect might not be able to do. Fu Li once again witnessed why Chongjing Pavilion was considered the number one genius sword cultivator in the cultivation world.

Chongjingge, however, acted very modestly, saying as he walked, "It's nothing. It just so happens that the Four Seas Demon Lord is a black dragon, and the one I cultivate is the Chong family's Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, which happens to be a good counter. I still need to report this to the sect when I get back. At least I can be sure that the Four Seas Demon Lord's realm has already surpassed the Great Perfection of the Refining Void stage."

Hearing his confident tone, Li Weiyan frowned in thought: "So, the rumors circulating outside that the Four Seas Demon Lord's cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul stage are true?"

The three of them quickly stopped discussing the topic.

Just now, the Flower Fairy Wuhuan suddenly attacked. In order to protect the other unconscious disciples, the three of them moved them to the corner of the courtyard by the wall and set up a protective barrier.

Now that the Illusionary Flower Fairy is dead, the illusion that trapped them has crumbled on its own. Many people have awakened, opening their eyes groggily, their expressions unclear as if they still think they are dreaming.

Fu Li rushed to Xiao Yue's side immediately. She saw that Xiao Yue still had her eyes closed, seemingly still lost in a dream.

Fu Li had no choice but to reach out and push his shoulder, calling out, "Senior brother, wake up! What you're seeing are all illusions. It's time to return to reality."

Hearing her junior brother's voice, Xiao Yue finally opened her eyes slightly. Her hazy eyes reflected the boy's handsome face, and for a moment, unable to distinguish between dream and reality, she opened her mouth and murmured, "Wife?"

Caught off guard, Fu Li was startled and saw the look of surprise and excitement gradually appearing in Xiao Yue's eyes as she looked at him. He quickly reached out and covered Xiao Yue's mouth.

"Senior brother, what are you saying?! I'm your junior brother! Everything that just happened was because you were in an illusion; it wasn't real. Now it's real! You should wake up!"

He had long known that Xiao Yue's illusion was related to him, but he didn't know how far it had progressed. Hearing that title made him instantly furious, and he shouted it out without caring about anything else.

This shout successfully roused the disciples, who hadn't yet distinguished between reality and illusion, from their hallucinations. Most of them still had a dazed look in their eyes, but their vision gradually cleared.

Xiao Yue's recent cry of "Wife" drew the attention of Chongjing Pavilion and Li Weiyan. The former, with his cold eyes and sword in hand, stood to the side, his usually calm pupils suddenly narrowing slightly, revealing a subtle, unreadable glint.

Li Weiyan, with an amused expression, stepped forward to explain to Xiao Yue what had just happened.

Just as everyone was experiencing joy and sorrow upon waking from the illusion, a familiar dress appeared outside the collapsed wall.

Upon seeing them, the person opposite immediately called out loudly, "Senior brother! Junior brother! Are you alright?!"

This voice belonged to Zhu Mingying, who had been locked outside the Jinyu Temple from the very beginning.

She arrived with several disciples who had been stationed outside to provide support. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that everyone was unharmed.

He said towards Chongjing Pavilion, "As soon as Junior Brother entered, I sensed a change in space, as if someone had used a teleportation talisman. Then Junior Brother suddenly appeared five steps away, followed by a scream. I was about to go in to help when the door suddenly closed. After that, I kept trying to find a way in from the outside, but I couldn't hear a sound at all, so I went back to meet up with the people outside. About fifteen minutes later, I could hear a lot of noise coming from inside the barrier, but no matter what I did, I couldn't get through the white mist. We only found a way in after the white mist completely dissipated."

"But what was that huge commotion just now? It looked like Senior Brother was fighting someone! And what happened to everyone? Has the demon beast been eliminated?"

Zhu Mingying was not present at all, which made the questions particularly numerous. After both sides briefly explained the situation, she seemed slightly relieved and remarked with some emotion:

"So that's how it is. It's a pity that Golden Feather Eagle, a benevolent and virtuous demon beast, met such an end because of the Four Seas Demon Lord's escape of medicinal herbs. I wonder who will protect this town from now on."

Then, she turned to look at Fu Li and gave him a gentle smile: "I didn't expect that Junior Brother would be completely unaffected by the illusion. That was a demon beast with a cultivation of a thousand years! It shows that your state of mind is outstanding, comparable to Senior Brother. After all, even Yue was trapped in the illusion. Our Li not only got out on his own but also cleverly dealt with the Illusionless Flower Demon and saved so many fellow disciples. You must report back to the sect after you go back."

Fu Li blushed slightly at her gentle words, her face turning a vibrant pink. A little embarrassed, she scratched her head and whispered:

"No, Third Senior Sister, it was that Four Seas Demon Lord who sent me a telepathic message telling me the weakness of the Illusionless Flower. I just succeeded by luck. Moreover, he even stole the Illusionless Flower fruit and almost took it back to use as a furnace cauldron."

Upon hearing the words "furnace," a hint of ferocity flashed across Chongjingge's previously calm expression. Those familiar with him would know that such an expression signified that his bottom line had been crossed; once it appeared, it meant that he would remember it to the end, regardless of past grievances or personal grudges, and would never let it go.

Zhu Mingying never expected that the Demon Lord of the Four Seas would be so offensive, daring to refer to the disciples of Xiaoyao Peak of Longque Mountain as furnaces.

In her mind, offending her junior brother was offending Xiaoyao Peak, and offending Xiaoyao Peak was offending Longque Mountain. From then on, if any disciples of Longque Mountain encountered the Four Seas Demon Lord outside, they would certainly not give him a friendly look.

Just then, Xiao Yue stood up with Li Weiyan's help.

Her eyes still held a hint of confusion, as if she had suddenly transmigrated here, before finally settling on Fu Li.

"Junior brother, aren't we married yet?"

Fu Li's face immediately darkened: "Of course not, those are just your illusions."