Chapter 165: The Death of the Sect Leader, the Master is a Cultivation Maniac
"Master..."
Mu Zun supported himself and stood up.
The Wuliang Sect Leader landed in front of him, and as soon as his toes touched the ground, his entire body stumbled, and he knelt on one knee, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Mu Zun hurried forward to support him, and asked worriedly, "Sect Leader, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
"It's all that bitch!"
The hands of the Wuliang Sect Leader, who was supporting himself on the ground, were constantly shaking, his brows furrowed in anger and resentment. "Muqing...my daughter, was destroyed by that bitch Qingli! The hatred between flesh and blood is irreconcilable! When this old man has expelled the secret medicine in my body, I will cut her into pieces to relieve the hatred in my heart! Cough cough cough!"
A dark hue flashed across Mu Zun's eyes, but his expression remained silent. He anxiously supported the arm of Wuliang Sect Leader and said, "I'll take you to a cave to rest first."
"good."
Sect Leader Wuliang allowed Mu Zun to lead the way.
If Mu Zun, Wuliang Sect Leader trusts him in his heart,
Putting aside how much his daughter Mu Qing likes him, Mu Zun has always been one of the best talents in Wuliang Sect, and he is determined to cultivate him.
If Mu Qing hadn't died, he would definitely marry his precious daughter to him. After some time of experience, it wouldn't be impossible for him to become the youngest generation of elders in the sect.
He looked at Mu Zun with a hint of regret and a certain determination.
They found a very secret cave.
Sect Leader Wuliang felt that his body was so stiff that he could not move, his meridians were blocked, and his blood was flowing backwards. The secret medicine in his body could not simply control his ability to move.
"That bitch!"
I couldn't help but curse again.
"Master." Mu Zun supported him and whispered, "I'll help you circulate your Dantian and force the venom out."
"good."
The head of the Wuliang Sect nodded and said, "When I kill Qingli to avenge Qing'er, I will definitely get you from Litian and train you well."
Mu Zun paused and said, "Thank you, Master."
Rich spiritual energy flowed between the two of them. Sect Leader Wuliang sat cross-legged with his hands on his knees, while Mu Zun circulated his spiritual energy, his palms resting on his back, transmitting streams of spiritual energy.
Sect Leader Wuliang slowly felt the meridians in his limbs stretching out, and his suppressed dantian seemed to break through the obstacles and gradually become active. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, waiting for Mu Zun to increase his strength so that he could absorb more violently and then force a breakthrough.
Mu Zun did begin to gather stronger power. His palm once again covered the back of Sect Leader Wuliang. Just as Sect Leader Wuliang was about to raise his hand, he suddenly vomited blood. The spiritual energy in his body was like a stream without direction, flowing in the opposite direction and all discharged from the body.
"What are you doing……"
Sect Leader Wuliang could no longer maintain his posture. He supported himself on the ground with one hand and wanted to turn around to question Mu Zun, but Mu Zun remained silent and just quietly absorbed the spiritual essence. A glittering bead floated in front of him. The spiritual essence that was extracted was not injected into his own body, but into the bead.
By the time all the spiritual essences were absorbed, the Wuliang Sect Leader had already become as thin as a stick, with white hair and a withered look. His strong body was now withered and only skin and bones were left. His cloudy pupils were no longer as clear as before. With confusion and resentment, he stared at Mu Zun: "You... why... could it be that..."
A cold sword pierced his chest.
The pupils of Sect Leader Wuliang suddenly dilated for a moment, and a light blue skirt passed through his field of vision. Mu Zun's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the person coming, as if a believer who had been longing for God had finally found his home.
Qing Li calmly retracted the Linling Sword and smiled gently at the incredulous Wuliang Sect Leader: "Do you understand now?"
"you……"
Sect Leader Wuliang stretched out his index finger tremblingly, but ultimately it fell down powerlessly.
Bai Xiaoxiao sighed as she watched.
"Junior sister."
Mu Zun handed the glittering bead to Qing Li like he was presenting a treasure. Bai Xiaoxiao glanced at it sideways and found that it was almost the same as the Xu Ling Pearl given to her by her master.
Qing Li took it, turned it around, and threw it back into Mu Zun's palm: "The spiritual essence accumulated over hundreds of years must be of top quality. Cherish it well."
Mu Zun looked at her with burning eyes: "Don't worry, I will never let you down."
Qing Li ignored him and turned to look at the valley outside the cave.
I don’t know when the dark clouds in the west had covered the entire canyon. The sky was very low, making the strange mountains and rocks look even more eerie and cold.
"The last step."
Qing Li pinched a piece of talisman paper with his fingertips, opened his thin lips and chanted a few incantations. The talisman paper with intricate patterns suddenly burned, and in just a few breaths, it fell to the ground and turned into ashes.
The manic roars resounded through the sky.
The beast tide came suddenly.
None of the disciples were prepared.
They suffered heavy casualties from the beast tide, and the few disciples who managed to escape were in grave condition. Senior Sister Qingli, a prominent figure in the sect, was nearly dead, a bloodstain the length of her index finger prominent on her face. If a passing disciple hadn't come to her aid, she would have been completely annihilated by the beast tide.
The headmaster's daughter Mu Qing did not find the body, and the headmaster also disappeared without a trace.
The Wuliang Sect was in chaos for a while, and no one was discussing in depth how the leader disappeared. Instead, the elders from all walks of life openly and secretly recruited people to start a new round of competition for the leader.
Qingli stayed quietly in the house to recuperate. No one came to visit her, and no one came to comfort her. She seemed to be forgotten and no one cared about her situation, but this was actually the best thing for her.
Bai Xiaoxiao lay on the bed and watched Qingli apply medicine to her wounds bit by bit. Her technique was very casual, even rough, and it was painful just to watch, but her expression was always calm, as if she was not the one who was almost disfigured.
Master is too cruel...
Bai Xiaoxiao couldn't help but think to herself,
It's really too cruel. He even plotted against himself.
She saw with her own eyes how she rushed in without caring about her life when the beast tide came, killing one if she met one, and killing a pair if she met a pair. If she met disciples from the sect on the way, she would also protect them with her life.
She didn't know how much of it was true and how much was false.
But those who can come back alive nowadays have basically been protected by Qingli.
But now no one comes to visit her.
Is this some kind of... retribution?
Bai Xiaoxiao didn't quite understand, but she always felt that it was impossible to describe Qingli in just a few words.
Qing Li did not stop applying the medicine and his expression did not change much.
Is it cruel?
She felt it was still a little short.
In a world where the strong prey on the weak, those who are slow to act are only fit to become fish on the chopping board. This is the lesson she learned from escaping death many times. She has thought about seeking support, but who can be her support?
Sooner or later, the support will fall.
It would be better for you to become your own supporter and be immortal, or... die without a burial place.
The bloody hole in the shoulder blade had just begun to heal, and now there was another blood scar on his face that went deep into the bone marrow.
Qingli couldn't help but sigh.
It really delayed her cultivation.
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