Chapter 58 058 A dragnet.

This is the unique communication talisman of Lu Qingqing’s previous sect.

This talisman has a unique restriction, and even if someone robs it, no one can see its contents.

She only wrote one line of words in the talisman.

Where did you hide Jiang Jun?

After sending the contact talisman, Lu Qingqing closed her eyes and meditated in the courtyard.

About half an hour later, a white light with a faint black aura came straight towards her like a sharp blade.

Lu Qingqing slightly tilted her body, and the white light penetrated the osmanthus tree trunk behind her, trembling slightly, like a short sword.

She made a gesture with her fingers and shot at the tree trunk.

A piece of paper appeared in the white light.

On the night of August 15th, I'll meet you at the top of Moon Mountain. You must come alone, otherwise you will suffer the consequences.

A murderous look flashed in Lu Qingqing's eyes. She clasped her fingers together, and the lightsaber and paper vanished into thin air.

…

It's Mid-Autumn Festival again.

This should have been a day for old friends to reunite, but it was shrouded in a haze of unhappiness.

Even the round moon was mostly obscured by the drifting dark clouds. The mountain breeze blew through it, making it dim and unclear, giving it a deep and sinister look.

Lu Qingqing flew to the top of Fuyue Mountain. Unlike the bright lights and bustling crowds of the town, this place was pitch black, as if plunged into eternal night.

But above the top of the mountain, one can see fog that is even more eerie and dark than the night, forming a large cover that completely covers the place.

...a restriction forged by demonic energy that was even deeper than she had imagined.

Lu Qingqing casually created a barrier to avoid disturbing the people.

Then she swung the Ice Star Sword and stabbed straight at the restriction.

The snow-white light tore through the thick fog, opening up a passage.

The girl in white dress floated in gracefully and landed on the huge rock on the top of the mountain.

There was silence all around, the mountain wind was still, and not even the chirping of insects or birds could be heard.

"You went to so much trouble to kidnap my friend and lure me here, only to cower in fear and not dare to meet him?" Lu Qingqing sneered, "Luo Chi, you're just as cowardly as ever, just like when you ran away when my master arrived that day."

Provoking someone is the most commonly used tactic and also the most effective.

It is especially effective against people like Luo Chi who have a dark mentality, are both arrogant and have low self-esteem.

As expected, as soon as the words fell, a fierce murderous aura turned into a physical entity and rushed straight towards Lu Qingqing.

The latter reacted extremely quickly, flew back into the air, and waved his sleeves, and the white light shattered the murderous aura.

"Becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator is truly extraordinary." A sinister laugh suddenly rang out from the darkness, and a skeleton-like figure emerged. "Junior Sister, I actually underestimated you from the very beginning."

Luo Chi's face was even more haggard than when they first met, with only a layer of skin covering his bones. His eyes were dull and lifeless, and he didn't look like a living person at all.

It is obvious that he has completely fallen into the devil's way.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Lu Qingqing didn't want to waste time talking to him. Saying one more word would be an insult to herself.

Luo Chi looked her up and down, the vicious hatred in his eyes almost materializing.

"Damn it, Feng Yingheng got the better deal in the end."

Lu Qingqing smiled gently, "It's obviously a bargain for me."

Luo Chi didn't expect her to answer like this. He was stunned for a moment, feeling angry and hateful.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Qingqing raised her hand and swung out a stunning sword energy.

She used all her strength in this attack, which was both a surprise attack and a test.

Because she could not see Luo Chi's cultivation level, this was a very dangerous signal.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, carrying a strong spiritual force, splitting the fog along the way, crushing the boulders into powder, and then turned into an extremely sharp dagger, stabbing towards Luo Chi's heart.

This guy reacted extremely quickly and dodged the attack with a feint of his body.

Not only that, the black shadow flashed and teleported in front of Lu Qingqing, like a ghost, and chopped her down with a palm.

This palm strike was even more vicious and domineering than the one delivered by the white-robed elder of the Hehuan Sect.

Fortunately, Lu Qingqing had gained experience from Feng Yingheng's beating, and her dodging skills had reached perfection, so she avoided the fatal palm.

As she retreated, she waved her basalt umbrella, creating a powerful defensive barrier. Relying on this barrier, she launched attacks on Luo Chi at opportune moments, executing defensive counterattacks with ease.

The artifact made by the ancient mythical beast is naturally not so easy to break. Even though Luo Chi's cultivation level is higher than Lu Qingqing's with the forbidden skills of the Demon Sect, he is still unable to defeat her for a while. The two fought until the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim, but no one could tell the winner.

Luo Chi is not a patient person, nor is he a gentleman.

He suddenly grinned, "If you fight me again, your handsome man will probably die."

"Why do we have to involve innocent people in our feud?" Lu Qingqing was afraid to act rashly and had to retract her Ice Star Sword. However, she still held the Black Tortoise Umbrella in front of her to prevent this despicable villain from attacking her.

"I'm from the Demon Sect. Morality and ethics mean shit to me." Luo Chi said bluntly. "As long as I can achieve my goal, anyone can be my pawn, anyone can be sacrificed, let alone a mere Jindan cultivator."

"What exactly are you going to do?" Lu Qingqing frowned.

Luo Chi smiled sinisterly, did not answer, and flew straight forward.

Lu Qingqing hurried to catch up with him.

He flew over a forest and came to the edge of a cliff.

"here it is……"

"Look familiar?" Luo Chi smiled, his wrinkled skin piling up at the corners of his mouth, making him look even more eerie. "Today, I'll let you revisit your old place."

After saying that, he jumped off the cliff first.

It was not until Lu Qingqing landed that she discovered that the once beautiful, lively and ever-changing secret realm of Fuyue Mountain had undergone a drastic change.

The grass is yellow and dry, the bamboo forest is desolate, and all things are withering.

As for the ghost before, the bamboo house where Yagyu lived had long been razed to the ground.

Instead, there was a huge and complicated array of runes.

It was surrounded by dark red light like dirty blood, intertwined and layered.

Occasionally, black air would emanate from above, making people's hearts feel heavy and depressed.

"In order to deal with me, you even destroyed the small secret realm created by the ancient powerful man. You have done so many bad things." Lu Qingqing's expression was as calm as ice. If the anger in her eyes could be turned into substance, she would have burned this beast to ashes long ago.

"This place was created by a mere trick." Luo Chi sneered, "It would be a waste to leave it alone. It would be better to use it as the center of my formation and help me accomplish great things. It would also be a merit."

"Where is Jiang Jun?" Lu Qingqing asked.

Luo Chi waved his sleeves, and a pillar stood at the edge of the formation.

Jiang Jun was tied up on top, his white clothes were stained with blood, and he was dying.

"Let him go." Lu Qingqing said coldly, "Otherwise, no matter what you want to do, you will not succeed."

"You dare to negotiate with me?" Luo Chi was furious. "I can kill him right now!"

After saying this, he pinched his fingers, and a wound suddenly appeared on Jiang Jun's arm, and blood gushed out. But even so, he was still in a coma, which showed how much torture he had suffered before.

Lu Qingqing remained as still as a mountain.

"If you kill him, I will destroy my own power. Then all your efforts will be in vain."

"You...!" Luo Chi gritted his teeth, "Bitch!"

Lu Qingqing held the Xuanwu umbrella in one hand and made a five-fingered gesture with the other hand, pointing it at her dantian. "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Luo Chi hated Lu Qingqing so much that he wanted to suck her blood and eat her flesh, but he was also afraid that she would really not care and both of them would perish.

"Hurry up!" Lu Qingqing glared.

Luo Chi almost gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, but you have to hand over the Xuanwu Umbrella to me, otherwise I will kill him immediately."

Lu Qingqing didn't say anything more and threw the Xuanwu umbrella forward, and it fell into the formation.

Seeing this, Luo Chi waved his sleeves, and the red light that bound Jiang Jun disappeared. He took off on the spot and was blown out of the formation by a powerful force.

Lu Qingqing used the Heavenly Silkworm Silk to catch Jiang Jun in mid-air and then placed him steadily on the ground.

She knew his condition was critical without taking his pulse. Lu Qingqing stuffed a special healing pill into his mouth, pressed a few acupoints to stop the bleeding, and injected him with spiritual power.

After a while, Jiang Jun's pale face regained some color and he slowly woke up.

"Qingqing, you..."

"Don't talk." Knowing that the other party was smart, Lu Qingqing cut to the chase, "I can't leave for now. He's set up a tight net. I'll send you away soon. If you don't leave, there's no point in me coming here."

Jiang Jun's tears welled up, he closed his eyes and nodded painfully.

He knew that if he didn't cause more trouble, he would be helping Lu Qingqing.

"Qingqing, you have to live."

Lu Qingqing didn't answer him, but just smiled.

Then she put away her smile, pinched her fingers to chant a spell, and threw out the talisman.

The talisman turned into a huge crane, carrying Jiang Jun and taking him out of the small secret realm.

Lu Qingqing finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the puppet crane's breath disappear.

"Very good, now it's just the two of us." Luo Chi was very satisfied that she had the self-awareness to not run away.

He held the Black Tortoise Umbrella in his hand and looked around. "The Yunmiao Sect even has such a divine weapon. It is worthy of being the number one medicine sect in the world of immortal cultivation. It would be a waste if you have such a magical weapon. Why not give it to me?"

After saying that, he moved his wrist and started dancing with the Xuanwu umbrella.

However, the artifact in his hand not only failed to exert any magical power, but it didn't even produce a bit of spiritual power.

Luo Chi fiddled with it several times, but the Xuanwu umbrella was still like a dead object.

"Damn, what a piece of junk!" He was so angry that he threw the umbrella to the ground and stepped on it a few times.

Lu Qingqing watched him go crazy quietly, but in her heart she was wondering if there was any way to break the situation.

Unfortunately, before she could figure out the answer, Luo Chi on the other side raised his head and suddenly grinned.

The moon in the sky is like a silver plate. When viewed with the naked eye, it actually sprinkles silver-like light rain, dazzling and brilliant.

Aura materialized!

Lu Qingqing was greatly shocked. This was a wonder that had never been seen in the Tai Chi Continent.

Luo Chi took out his long sword and chanted the secret technique. The moonlight flowed in along the tip of the sword, coating the black sword body with silver light.

His smile widened as he leaped into the air, swinging his sword.

Silver light quickly poured into the dark red formation, and the power of destruction came, sucking Lu Qingqing in.

It's not that she didn't try to resist, but even if she used all her strength, it was still like an ant trying to shake a tree in the face of such a strong wind.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Qingqing stood in the center of the formation.

A hand like a dry branch grabbed her neck.