65: Chapter 65 Twin Brothers?

Li Qing walked out of the cave and took out the map Zhou Peng had given him.

After comparing it with the surrounding terrain for a short while, he determined his current location.

Feeling reassured, Li Qing did not delay any longer and raised his hand to manifest his iron wood boat.

Li Qing leaped onto the iron wood boat and performed a hand seal. The iron wood boat immediately carried him off, speeding toward the Luoshui Sect. The sound of whistling wind filled his ears, and the trees and mountains on both sides flew backward rapidly.

Li Qing did not choose to go to the closer Blazing Flame Sect, but instead headed for the further Luoshui Sect.

This was because the Luoshui Sect had a very famous physician. His reputation was not only significant within the Luoshui Sect's territory, but legends about this physician even circulated in the areas controlled by the Houtu Sect.

This physician was originally a wandering barefoot doctor. He was extremely lucky; when he reached middle age, he accidentally obtained an ancient medical Legacy. Afterward, he relied on his medical skills to Cultivate step by step, forcing his way into the Dao through medicine. At the advanced age of one hundred, he successfully stepped into the Realm of a Foundation Establishment Master.

For a time, this caused a sensation throughout the entire Immortal Realm.

This was a legendary existence among Loose Cultivators, a goal that countless Loose Cultivators envied in their dreams.

Li Qing traveled thousands of miles this time with only one goal: to find this medical master and have him treat Zhou Yao.

This was the only method Li Qing could think of that offered hope for saving Zhou Yao.

No matter what price the other party demanded, Li Qing would do his utmost!

Not long after Li Qing left, a pitch-black, sinister-looking flying ship slowly sailed through the sky.

When the flying ship passed over the cave, a surprised voice suddenly came from within:

"Hmm? Such thick resentment! The person is already dead, yet the resentment has not dissipated!"

Immediately afterward, another voice sounded, with a hint of greed in its tone:

"That's right, this resentment is pure and intense. It is the perfect Materials for cultivating ghost spirits!"

As the voice fell, the black flying ship paused slightly above the cave, but after a moment, it flew away again.

Inside the cave, the mysterious female corpse that had been lying on the ground vanished into thin air without a trace. All that remained on the ground was a pool of blackened blood; nothing else was left.

...

In a remote valley of the Yunling Mountain Range.

A Loose Cultivator covered in wounds was surrounded by three people, his life hanging by a thread.

He pointed at the bald Cultivator leading the group opposite him and cursed angrily: "Pei Guang! You despicable and shameless thing! Don't think that just because you're wearing a mask on your face, I can't recognize you!"

"I have no grudges against you from the past or the present, why are you ambushing and killing me?"

The Loose Cultivator being besieged was named Lin Dachuan. He could recognize Pei Guang at a glance not because of anything else, but because of Pei Guang's shiny bald head, which had such a notorious reputation in the Anping Market area that one could never forget it after seeing it once.

Having his identity exposed, Pei Guang stopped pretending and let out a sinister, cackling laugh:

"Lin Dachuan, you are about to die, wouldn't it be better to be an ignorant ghost? You insist on shouting my name; you are truly courting death."

"I just came out today to scavenge some benefits. You can only blame your bad luck for running into my hands."

After Pei Guang finished speaking, he ripped off the mask on his face, revealing his fierce and menacing expression. Seeing this, his two subordinates also tore off their masks, revealing their true faces.

Upon seeing these three faces, Lin Dachuan was so angry that his whole body trembled, and his voice changed: "Good, very good! I didn't expect it to be you people from the Pingan Gambling Den!"

"You are running wild in the Yunling Mountain Range. Aren't you afraid that the Houtu Sect will find out, send people to uproot your Pingan Gambling Den, and slaughter you all?"

Lin Dachuan was filled with despair. He had not expected that the famous Pingan Gambling Den in Anping Market was actually a gathering place for notorious Rogue Cultivators.

Knowing this secret, these people would definitely not let him leave!

Now he could only use the Houtu Sect to scare the other party; after all, a small power like the Pingan Gambling Den was not worth mentioning in front of a major Sect.

But after hearing this, Pei Guang laughed even more arrogantly, not taking the Houtu Sect seriously at all:

"Hehe, the Houtu Sect wouldn't care about these small matters in the Yunling Mountain Range! This is my territory; they can't be bothered to care, and they can't interfere!"

"Enough talk, do it, kill him!"

With an order from Pei Guang, he manifested his Flying Sword. A flash of cyan sword light shot straight toward Lin Dachuan's heart.

His two subordinates were not to be outdone; they simultaneously performed hand seals, and two Spells carrying fierce auras struck toward Lin Dachuan together.

Lin Dachuan was already severely injured, his spiritual power exhausted, and he had long since lost any ability to fight back.

Looking at the incoming attacks, he felt a sense of despair. He could only close his eyes unwillingly, muttering to himself:

"Fine, my life ends here!"

But just at this critical moment, an unexpected voice suddenly rang out from the side: "Eh? The Flying Sword Qingyuan?"

As soon as the voice fell, a scene that left everyone dumbfounded occurred—the Flying Sword that Pei Guang had released broke free from his spiritual power control, as if it had been forcibly snatched away by someone. It swished to the side and was steadily caught in the hand of a mysterious middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared.

At the same time, the two Spells cast by the two subordinates didn't even make a sound; they silently dissipated in the air without even a wisp of smoke appearing.

The scene instantly became terrifyingly quiet.

Lin Dachuan opened his eyes wide. Pei Guang and his two subordinates were also frozen in place, staring in shock at the middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared.

This look was significant; all three of them were stunned.

This middle-aged man who suddenly appeared had eyebrows, face shape, and even a figure that looked exactly like Pei Guang! Except for different clothing and temperament, it was as if they were cast from the same mold!

The most important thing was that the other party was not a bald man.

Pei Guang's two subordinates couldn't process this immediately; they widened their eyes, looking at the mysterious middle-aged man and then at their boss, Pei Guang.

One of the sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked subordinates couldn't help blurting out: "Boss Guang? Is... is this your long-lost twin brother?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Pei Guang's face turned black on the spot, and he was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Did he have any twin brothers? How could he not know?

However, seeing the newcomer's appearance, Pei Guang also began to wonder if he really had a long-lost brother.

After the surprise, a trace of fear appeared in his heart.

The newcomer could actually recognize his Flying Sword; he knew better than anyone how this Flying Sword had come to be.

Furthermore, this person who had suddenly appeared had unfathomable strength; being able to casually take away his Flying Sword and neutralize his Spells, he was definitely a tough character who could not be provoked!