Chapter 37 Robbery of a Fellow Disciple

The faint light of dawn hadn't yet dispelled the darkness of the sky, and strangely, there was no sign of the flying sword. After all, ascetics no longer needed sleep, so could they still be active during the day and inactive at night?

Luo Xuanyi was secretly puzzled, and with increased vigilance, she took out the bamboo slips and began to rush to Feiyan Pavilion. However, she still made the mistake that someone who had never walked in the dark would make - she did not turn on the light.

The unconcealed aura of the bamboo slips shone like a pointed arrow in the darkness, startling the gazes of those lurking in the shadows. Someone was there. Luo Xuanyi was immediately alarmed, but a cursory glance revealed no human presence. They must have been concealed by some method.

The sea of clouds rolled quietly, and the huge sun that brought light was still beneath the sea of clouds.

The first to give in was a tiny spark, almost silently approaching the bamboo slips. Suddenly, it exploded into a torrent of magma! The caster's gaze blazed towards the scorching center, Silent Pill in his mouth, and he flew his sword towards the bamboo slips. With a hand gesture, the magma actually reversed and shrank back into a dim spark, which he collected in his pocket. Now was not the time to examine his spoils; he turned and fled.

Dewdrops, fused with the night's hue, pelted down, piercing his chest. Toxic spiritual energy seeped into his body through the wound, and grayish-white blood gushed from the gaping wound. He collapsed before he could even struggle. The spirit sword, uncontrolled, plummeted, falling with his body onto the bamboo slips that had been waiting below.

Luo Xuanyi retracted her hand, and her extended arm, which had been actively liquefied, slowly returned to human form. If her eyes had still only been able to detect the faint light as before, she would have been fooled by these tactics. But now, with a calm mind, she could easily find these unaware fireflies in the darkness and eliminate them. After a moment's reflection, she easily figured out a method to shrink the bamboo slip's spiritual energy and conceal its trajectory, and immediately left the place.

As expected, two more fireflies swooped down. Luo Xuanyi observed the fierce exchange between the two and finally understood why Su Yang and Taoist Hua Shen forbade her to leave the house after dark. The Zang Yao Sect was a den of demons, a den of demons with ostensible rules. You could exploit numerous loopholes to contract murders with impunity, or complete missions in exchange for human materials for training. However, there were always those who couldn't, and didn't, want to play by the rules.

Compared to earning something through hard work, plundering in the dark was the fruit of their own labor. As long as the murder without a written contract went unnoticed, Zang Yaozong would turn a blind eye. Besides, who was more valuable, the dead or the one who had become powerful by plundering so many?

In Zang Yaozong, this can be considered a kind of growth based on the law of the jungle.

Luo Xuanyi held her breath, circulating the medicinal liquid's spiritual energy within her body. Her entire body was liquefied, making it difficult to detect her spiritual energy fluctuations. If it weren't for the bamboo slips revealing her presence, she would have been completely undetectable. After observing and confirming the location of the cultivators lurking in the darkness, Luo Xuanyi once again directed the bamboo slips towards Feiyan Pavilion. While it's true that simply killing people and seizing treasures could yield a vast amount of items, Luo Xuanyi didn't need to covet such small profits. The documents she held in her arms were far more valuable than those who chose to plunder because they couldn't obtain resources.

Moreover, even if you put in a lot of effort, you may not be able to get exactly what you need, which is a thankless task.

The bamboo slips were carefully moved high above the sea of clouds, avoiding disturbing the mist and leaving a trail. Even with such caution, there was still a loophole for experienced hands—the air currents created by the controlled Qi over the sea of clouds could still cause the lower layers of clouds to swirl even without directly contacting the sea. Luo Xuanyi could only speed up and fly towards Feiyan Pavilion.

A terrifying, piercing blade energy swept across, crushing the shattered bamboo slips. The spiritual power was so powerful, restrained, and dense, like a naturally moving wall. However, the one who slashed through it didn't feel like he was actually slicing through anything; all he slashed through was a shadow left behind by Luo Xuanyi!

Luo Xuanyi turned around, her body suddenly cracking and fracturing. The bamboo slips glowed faintly purple, counteracting the damage. She couldn't help but shudder. The swordsman, having only struck her afterimage, was able to inflict damage back upon her true form. What terrifying power! The aura of the sword was truly familiar to her. Luo Xuanyi didn't dare slow down, desperately drawing upon the spiritual energy stored within her body to infuse it with spiritual energy. Unlike ordinary spiritual weapons, the bamboo slips weren't shattered by the immense spiritual energy surge. Instead, they absorbed spiritual energy like a bottomless pit, accelerating like a meteor across a sea of clouds.

The sun rose, the sea of clouds shone with golden light, and the darkness and snow melted away.

Luo Xuanyi exhaled and landed in front of Feiyan Pavilion.

The day finally dawned.

Luo Xuanyi realized that the knife was the broken knife used by Qiu Xinglun on the spirit ship. She checked many classics and studied ancient characters, and finally understood the words on it.

This blade, called the Sha Dao, was one of the four great demonic blades left behind by the previous generation of the Demonic Sect. Before the Daowang Sect's demise, no other demonic sect had ever been able to occupy such a vast territory, spanning two states. However, the Daowang Sect attempted to shatter the heavens with their blade, ultimately leading to their downfall. The demonic blade, Sha Dao, was broken in two and disappeared.

The demon sword Poxi, which also fell and shattered, fell into the land of the two states and immediately sacrificed all the living creatures on the earth, reversing the spiritual energy, and the two states turned into demonic land.

Any cultivator who believed in the Way of Heaven, with low cultivation, would experience a reverse flow of spiritual energy upon entering the demonic land, their meridians shattering and causing death. Even those with advanced cultivation would have their strength suppressed to a mere one-tenth of what it once was. This was why the Zang Yao Sect rose so rapidly after the Daowang Sect's demise.

The Half-Killing Dao controlled by Qiu Xinglun seemed even more powerful than before. Everyone was getting stronger, so she had to be vigilant at all times and not get carried away by temporary progress.

Luo Xuanyi tidied her appearance, walked into the lobby of Feiyan Pavilion, and went straight to Jiao Xing.