"Master?"
Kamitsuki wondered aloud.
Her brows were furrowed and her wrists ached. Chi Hua was holding her tightly, unable to break free.
Upon hearing this, Chihua's expression froze.
The strength in his hands loosened slightly, but he still held Shangyue tightly.
His face was icy, his eyes questioning, "You can actually use spiritual power?"
Shangyue looked at Chihua and raised his eyebrows in confusion.
That's it? Is that unusual?
Shang Yue replied calmly, "Yes, disciples can use spiritual power."
Chihua still didn't let go, his eyes were fierce.
Shangyue was thinking over and over again, wondering whether he should tell the whole story about Yulong Qianjue's contract?
It seems that the contract with the demon dragon is not a secret that cannot be told to others?
While Shangyue was hesitating, Chihua suddenly took a step back and abruptly let go of her hand.
The words that were about to come out of Shangyue's mouth were swallowed back again.
Chi Hua was solemn and looked into the distance with a sharp gaze.
Shangyue looked in the direction of his gaze out of curiosity, and saw a brilliant firework slowly rising thousands of miles away, reaching its highest critical point, and then exploding with a loud bang.
In Shangyuan Continent, the four major sects share a common ancestry, each possessing its own unique distress signals. When faced with an overwhelming crisis, they send out these signals in the hope of gaining support from nearby allies.
The firework that just rose, with its dazzling white light, was the unique distress signal of the Shengyuan Immortal Sect, indicating that a Shengyuan disciple nearby was facing a great crisis.
"Master, should we go and provide support immediately?"
Shangyue looked at Chihua, and Chihua looked back at her.
Chi Hua: "Nine Heavens Jade Phoenix Hairpin."
Shangyue was stunned!
In such a life-or-death situation, shouldn’t we urgency and prioritize saving lives?
Then, Shangyue obediently took out the Nine Heavens Jade Phoenix Hairpin and presented it with both hands.
The corner of the red-black robe brushed past Shangyue's nose, bringing a pleasant scent of sandalwood. As he raised his hand, the phoenix hairpin was inserted into Shangyue's bun.
Shangyue's facial features immediately underwent visible changes. His silver hair turned black, and his whole appearance was completely transformed into another person.
Shangyue rubbed her long hair and was overjoyed. She was always worried that the unique silver hair of the Gou Chen family was too conspicuous and would eventually be discovered by someone with ulterior motives. She didn't expect that Chihua would solve a big problem for her with just one move.
It’s so thoughtful that someone brings you a pillow when you feel sleepy.
"Master, you..." Shangyue was embarrassed. After all, was it really appropriate for such a precious jade hairpin to be placed on her body so openly?
"Put it on!" Chihua did not give any extra explanation.
There was a glimmer of warmth in Kamitsuki's eyes.
The two of them said no more. Chi Hua summoned the Taixu Sword, and the two of them flew away as fast as arrows.
The disciples of Shengyuan held their swords tightly, their white school uniforms stained with blood.
Their whole bodies were tense, as if facing a great enemy.
Opposite them, a man stood with a sword.
He stood there calmly, his black hair flying, his face covered with a pale mask of both crying and happiness.
At his feet, the bodies of seven or eight Shengyuan disciples, whose bodies had not yet stiffened, lay in a mess.
"Everyone hold on, the distress signal has been sent, and this place is close to the Tianyu Divine Sect, we will receive support soon."
Chu Yan swallowed his saliva, but in his heart he kept thinking of countermeasures to delay time.
The man chuckled and sneered, "What? Do you think you can get Tianyu's help by sending a distress signal? I'm afraid they're too busy taking care of themselves right now to bother with you bastards!"
After saying that, the man swung his sword, and several disciples standing on the periphery let out shrill screams and fell in a pool of blood.
The remaining disciples of Shengyuan showed fear on their faces. At that moment, they didn't even see clearly how the other party made the move.
The fear of facing death made them tremble and retreat again and again.
The man admired the lively expressions on their faces like a cat playing with a mouse, and jokingly said, "Disciples of the Four Great Immortal Sects, they're completely vulnerable!"
They went down the mountain for training. On the way back, they met the man. Without saying anything, he killed the eight disciples guarding the mountain with one sword.
There was no trace left and it was completely unreasonable. The opponent was much stronger than them. It was a one-sided massacre.
Chu Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Who on earth are you? What good will it bring you if you go against our Shengyuan Xianzong?"
Every year, Shengyuan Xianzong organizes young disciples to go out for training, and this time the team is led by the sect's eldest disciple Pei Yuan himself.
Pei Yuan has an immortal-grade wood-type spiritual root. He reached the late stage of the spiritual queen realm when he was just over a hundred years old. He is truly gifted.
With his top-notch cultivation and the resounding reputation of "the most handsome man" in Shengyuan Xianzong, the number of disciples who signed up to go down the mountain for training this time was ten times as many as usual. Of course, nine times the extra number were young female disciples.
The elder of the Immortal Sect felt quite troubled when he saw the crying female disciples in the square.
In the end, they used a drawing of lots to decide who would go down the mountain for training, and finally a training team of 30 people was selected.
Although the number of people has been effectively reduced, it is still twice the number of people training in the past.
Chu Yan was in great pain. He had been in seclusion in the back mountain, waiting to break through the bottleneck of Half-Step Spirit King.
Unexpectedly, he was forcibly pulled out by the sect elders, under the pretext of assisting the eldest brother Pei Yuan in leading the new disciples to go out for training.
Therefore, Chu Yan's actual task was to help keep an eye on Pei Yuan and prevent young female disciples with unstable Dao hearts from being harmed by him, and more importantly, to avoid having too many children after returning to the mountain after three years of training.
So along the way, seeing Pei Yuan behaving intimately with the female disciples, Chu Yan could only sigh and groan, wishing he could gouge out his eyes and not see him.
But Chu Yan never expected that the thing that made him almost vomit blood was still to come.
Just yesterday, this senior brother who seemed unreliable on the surface and was actually very unreliable, took several delicate female disciples to Mount Li to take a hot spring bath.
It is euphemistically called healing, nourishing the body and improving one's cultivation.
So they used this high-sounding excuse to abandon all their disciples and left openly.
His senior brother actually left like this as if nothing had happened!
Chu Yan looked at the man who was approaching them, and a mouthful of blood was stuck in his chest, almost spitting out.
The man sneered and said, "It seems that the Upper Immortal Realm is finally going to decline, and the rise of the demons is an inevitable trend."
It seemed that he did not intend to waste time with them anymore. He slowly raised the sword in his hand, and his spiritual power quickly wrapped around the sword like a spirit snake. The collision of spiritual power made a "sizzling" sound, and the thunderous sword pressure poured out like a tidal wave, unstoppable.
The disciples of Shengyuan were exposed to the sword pressure, their faces turned pale, and what was waiting for them was imminent death.
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