14: evil spirits

“That’s true,” Nan Qingyue sighed. “That poker-faced guy is probably bleeding inside.”

“Oh, oh. Is my precious disciple feeling bad for him?” Li Changfeng smirked.

“Huh?” Nan Qingyue’s face flushed. “Nonsense!”

No way?

Was I just worrying about the poker-faced guy?

Could it be that I like him?

What’s going on!

“Young Sect Leader!”

“Young Sect Leader!”

“It’s bad!” Situ Jiu exclaimed as he burst in, a broken sword still clutched in his hand.

“Situ Jiu?” Li Changfeng turned around. “Who could have injured you like this!”

Situ Jiu knelt on one knee, his blue-and-white Daoist robe stained with blood.

The arm holding the long sword hung limply.

He had even lost an arm!

“Young Sect Leader, the back mountain! Go to the back mountain quickly!” Situ Jiu had several wounds on his body, and the blood dripping from him was black!

“What happened?” Nan Qingyue was stunned.

“Wei Laogou is here?” Li Changfeng guessed.

That’s not right.

Wei Laogou’s methods shouldn’t be so sinister.

Could it be an evil creature?

“Evil… creature, there’s… an evil… creature!” Situ Jiu’s face was pale, and he coughed several times. “Young Sect Leader, save… them!”

“Who is on the back mountain?” Li Changfeng asked, his pupils constricting.

“Young Master Shen Family… and inner… courtyard… disciples!” Situ Jiu spat out a mouthful of black blood and fainted.

“Shen Qingqiu and Shen Qiu? Shouldn’t they have gone down the mountain already?” Nan Qingyue was puzzled.

The path down the mountain and the path to the back mountain were clearly in opposite directions.

How did they end up on the back mountain!

“This is not good,” Li Changfeng said, his pupils sharply contracting at the sight. “Qingyue, take Situ Jiu for treatment. I’ll go check the back mountain.”

“Remember, without my command.”

“No Divine Sword Sect disciple is allowed to go to the back mountain!”

These cultivation seedlings left by Master.

They cannot be wasted in vain like this.

They must not be allowed to take risks!

What exactly is on that back mountain!

“Mr. Li, I’ll go with you!” Nan Qingyue immediately stood up.

“Nonsense! If you leave, what about Situ Jiu!” Li Changfeng showed a serious expression.

“Mr. Li… I… understand.” Nan Qingyue was unwilling, and the light in her eyes instantly dimmed.

Li Changfeng no longer dawdled; he lightly tapped his toes.

In the blink of an eye.

He had already traveled a hundred steps.

“Evil creatures? This is something I only heard about from Master, and it’s actually appearing.”

“But why would such a thing appear in a immortal sect family!”

Li Changfeng’s eyes lit up; he felt something was wrong with this matter.

Divine Sword Sect youngsters!

You all must hold on for me!

Back mountain, here I come!

Divine Sword Sect’s back mountain.

Corpses piled up like hills on the mountain path.

Above the clouds, black crows circled.

Shen Qingqiu’s red lotus white robe was torn, with over a dozen wounds on his body.

“Brother, what should we do!” Divine Sword Sect disciples stood behind Shen Qingqiu, their eyes dull and filled with terror.

Ten steps away.

A pair of pale arms reached towards Shen Qingqiu.

And the owner of these arms.

Was Lü Shan, the Divine Sword Sect elder who should have been dead!

Lü Shan’s face was ashen.

His hands had actually grown sharp claws.

His eyes were black with red pupils, extremely eerie!

Moreover, his body was enveloped in malevolent energy, full of death qi!

“Er Qiu, you leave quickly, this thing is very evil! Don’t linger in battle!” Shen Qingqiu shouted.

But Shen Qiu didn’t listen; he held his Red Lotus Spear and stepped forward. “Brother, you are the eldest son of the Shen Family and the future head of the family, how can I leave you behind! If anyone is to leave, it’s you!”

“Shen Qiu!” Shen Qingqiu roared.

“I’m not leaving!” Shen Qiu leaped into the air, raising his Red Lotus Spear and thrusting it forward.

Lü Shan was covered in black qi, and he showed a ferocious expression.

“Roar!”

With a roar.

Even the mountaintop trembled.

“Is this still human?” Shen Qiu swallowed hard.

To say he wasn’t afraid.

That would be a lie.

Facing this evil thing.

Not wetting his pants was already good.

Bang!

“Oh no!” In the instant Shen Qiu was stunned.

Lü Shan raised his hand and grabbed.

A slap sent Shen Qiu flying.

Clang.

With a crisp sound.

The Red Lotus Spear spun and flew out, deeply embedded in the ground.

“Er Qiu!” Shen Qingqiu was somewhat worried; he endured the pain and stood up.

Suddenly, Lü Shan turned his head, his gaze fixed directly on Shen Qingqiu.

“Roar!”

Lü Shan was very fast; his figure suddenly disappeared.

A black mist was left in his original spot.

“Be careful!” Shen Qingqiu quickly warned.

But Lü Shan had arrived behind Shen Qingqiu.

He raised his sharp claws and fiercely thrust them forward.

Shen Qingqiu wanted to dodge but was powerless; the previous battle had exhausted him.

“Damn it… no… spiritual… energy left!” Shen Qingqiu’s face was grim. “What… exactly… is… this… ghost thing!”

Once a cultivator runs out of spiritual energy.

Even with immense power, he cannot use it.

“Brother!” Shen Qiu quickly got up.

What exactly is this!

It should be a dried corpse.

But why can it still move?

This dried corpse!

Its malevolent energy was overwhelming, making it difficult to approach!

“Brother!” The Divine Sword Sect disciples rallied, heading straight for Shen Qingqiu.

Lü Shan bared his fangs.

His claws were getting closer and closer to Shen Qingqiu.

“Is this the end?” Shen Qingqiu gently closed his eyes.

“This evil creature dares to harm my disciples on my territory!” A roar came from above. “What audacity!”

Li Changfeng, dressed in white, held the Nine Songs Sword.

His Golden Eyes burst with a bright light, very conspicuous.

“Young Master Li!” Shen Qiu was overjoyed!

“Disciples respectfully welcome the Young Sect Leader!” The Divine Sword Sect disciples exclaimed.

“We’re saved!”

“We’re saved!”

Li Changfeng smirked, pointing at the evil Lü Shan. “Get lost!”

He raised his hand, and a sword qi shot out.

This sword strike contained immense power!

Bang!

Suddenly, a loud bang.

Lü Shan was sent flying backward.

He crashed heavily to the ground.

Where he landed, a spiderweb-like crack appeared.

“One sword strike severed your eight extraordinary meridians. Even if you’re dead, I can make you die again.” Li Changfeng slowly stepped onto the ground.

“Young Master Li! Cough, cough!” Shen Qingqiu was injured; he coughed, spitting out blood.

Is this his strength?

So strong!

I am the genius of the Shen Family?

But compared to him, what does that amount to!

Shen Qingqiu thought of this, clenching his fists tightly, full of unwillingness.

“Young Sect Leader is mighty!”

“As expected of the Young Sect Leader.”

“An evil creature that thirty-six disciples couldn’t eliminate even when working together couldn’t even withstand one move from the Young Sect Leader!”

The Divine Sword Sect disciples finally showed smiles on their faces.

“You usually slack off in practice, and now look, you can’t handle danger.” Li Changfeng held his head high. “When we return to the sect, you will practice three thousand sword forms daily! No sleeping until you finish!”

This evil creature is Lü Shan?

The former elder of the Divine Sword Sect.

Didn’t he die long ago? Why is he here!

Something is strange!

“Three thousand forms?”

“That’s going to kill us!”

“Yes, Young Sect Leader, disciples will keep it in mind.”

The Divine Sword Sect disciples shook their heads helplessly.

Shen Qingqiu coughed several times and quickly got up, saying, “Thank you, Young Master Li, for saving our lives.”

“Weren’t you going down the mountain? How did you end up on the back mountain!” Li Changfeng questioned.

“Young Master Li, it’s like this. When we were going down the mountain, we met Situ Jiu. He was searching for malevolent energy, so we followed him all the way and finally came here.” Shen Qiu quickly explained.

Li Changfeng nodded and said nothing more.