89: Death is just the beginning

Shen Qingqiu felt incredibly guilty that his two Revered Masters had moved out of Xiao Zhu Peak because he had brought a Junior Sister back.

Therefore, he came to find Chu Mo.

“Junior Brother Han, please take good care of our two Revered Masters. After all, it’s not easy for them to take care of so many Disciples like us!”

Yes! It’s really not easy!

Look at how much they’ve been bullied!

Chu Mo gave him a strange look. If he remembered correctly,

all the Disciples on Xiao Zhu Peak were ‘picked up’ by this Senior Brother Shen.

The ones picked up later were fine, at least some had good qualities like himself, but the ones picked up earlier were capable of flipping the roof off.

It’s not easy for two incompetent Revered Masters to have lived this long!

Chu Mo waved his hand.

“Senior Brother Shen, your Revered Master is my Revered Master, no need to say more to me. I will take good care of them.

By the way, do they know Talisman, Formation, Alchemy, and Artifact Refining? As you know, cultivation emphasizes being well-rounded. If they don’t, please bother to go to other peaks and sign them up for classes for systematic learning; it will be good for them.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingqiu felt it made a lot of sense and readily agreed: “Alright! I’ll go to the other peaks and say hello. Tomorrow, Junior Brother Han can have our two Revered Masters go and study.”

Chu Mo nodded in satisfaction: “That’s right! Even though they are our Revered Masters, we can’t let their professional knowledge fall behind.”

“In the future, after they finish their studies, I will be responsible for their assessments to solidify their foundations, striving to make them reach the level of other Peak Revered Masters. Cultivation is all about ‘competition’; we can’t just compete with Disciples, we also have to compete with Revered Masters!”

With just a few words, the two of them clearly arranged the future curriculum for the two Revered Masters.

They also stated that they must ensure the Revered Masters win at the ‘Undergoing Tribulation’ finish line.

Afterward, the two chatted for a while longer. Shen Qingqiu successfully ‘dropped coins’, and Chu Mo happily accepted them.

This matter was thus settled.

......

At the same time.

Holy Spirit Continent.

Ever since Chu Mo left instructions in the Chat Group, Ning Haocheng had been squatting outside the Light Holy City.

He was just waiting for the Goddess of Light to exhaust her pent-up energy.

He waited for several hours until the brilliant light pillar in the Holy City slowly dissipated.

“It’s a good thing I didn’t mess with Chu Mo earlier, otherwise... Even if I used a Crossing Talisman to escape to other worlds, my points would eventually run out, leading to an involuntary return.

And with that old woman’s tiny mind, smaller than a needle, I estimate I’d be ground to dust.”

During these few hours of waiting, Ning Haocheng’s heart had been in turmoil.

He didn’t know if the Goddess of Light would discover that he and Chu Mo were in league and come out of the city to hunt him down.

Fortunately, now, the fire has died down!

Ning Haocheng kept Chu Mo’s teachings in mind and pulled out the Mirage Pearl for disguise from his in my arms.

In an instant, his appearance changed: green eyes, golden hair, with the features of a Western youth.

A long sword also appeared in his hand, making him look like a young swordsman.

......

The once prosperous and highly coveted Light Holy City, which possessed the Nois Empire’s strongest combat readiness, was now nothing but scorched earth.

The ground was pockmarked, with various pits of different sizes emitting black smoke.

And in a large pit,

Catherine, the Princess of the Nois Empire and the Saintess of the Light Church, lay motionless like a dead dog.

How could Catherine, a mere Mortal, withstand the Goddess of Light’s Divine Thought possessing her and indiscriminately unleashing a barrage of attacks?

Her current physical condition was like a porcelain doll, ready to shatter at a touch.

“Thump, thump, thump…”

Heavy footsteps approached. Catherine forced her eyes open and barely made out a few people.

They were clad in heavy armor, inscribed with black axes.

This was the symbol of the Nois Empire.

Saved!

A glimmer of hope surged in Catherine’s heart. She opened her mouth, wanting these people to save her.

But no sound came out.

She was too weak, so weak that she couldn’t even utter a cry for help.

“Count Phios, it’s Princess Catherine of the Empire. She’s not dead yet.”

Hearing that someone discovered she wasn’t dead, Catherine, who was already at her last breath, actually showed signs of a brief resurgence.

She screamed hoarsely,

“Save me!”

This voice attracted the army and also Count Phios.

He came before Catherine, removed his heavy helmet, revealing a very Westernized young face.

“Princess of the Empire, Saintess of the Light Church, tsk tsk tsk, how did you end up like this? What a waste! However, being able to taste you will make this trip worthwhile.”

A blood flower bloomed.

Catherine’s pupils suddenly contracted to pinpricks, and her mouth slightly agape.

The massive loss of blood made her already weak body even more unbearable.

Count Phios’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he greedily sucked the fresh blood, his eyes growing brighter and brighter, as if he was tasting the most delicious food in the world.

That’s right!

He was a vampire!

Tasting such exquisite blood now made him unable to stop.

Save me! Who can save me!

Catherine cried out in despair in her heart. The massive blood loss made her feel as if she was about to die.

It seemed her desperate cry was answered, as a voice full of righteousness rang out.

“I’ll count to three. If you don’t let her go, then don’t blame me for being impolite!”

Count Phios sucked as he looked towards the source of the voice.

An ordinary young swordsman, his sword-wielding hand trembling slightly.

“You can’t even hold your sword, how can you….”

“One!”

The long sword whistled, cutting through the air, and a chilling glint approached, aimed directly at Count Phios’s brow.

The young swordsman said he would count to three, but he completely went against expectations, directly counting to one, giving Count Phios no chance to react.

“Pfft!”

A sound of flesh being pierced rang out, and blood splattered.

The long sword went through his head, a single strike to kill!

Count Phios fell to the ground, and the surrounding vampires finally reacted.

“He killed Count Phios!”

“Kill him! He only killed the Count by sneak attack. He has no sword now, he’s dead!”

“Charge together, suck his blood dry!”

The vampires swarmed forward.

The young swordsman’s face showed no fear; instead, a hint of excitement.

“Do you think that because I’m a swordsman, I’ll be powerless without my sword?”

“Let me tell you, swordsmanship is my talent, but close combat is also my hobby.”

As soon as he finished speaking,

the youth turned into an afterimage.

Only a crisp ‘boom, boom, boom’ was heard, and several headless corpses fell to the ground.

Blood dripped from the youth’s fist.

He slowly turned around and walked towards Catherine on the ground, his voice incredibly gentle: “Princess Catherine, you are saved! I came to save you!”

Coming closer to Catherine, the youth took out a dagger, and his disguise completely vanished, revealing his true face.

It was none other than Ning Haocheng.

He reached out and stroked Catherine’s pale cheek, his smile gradually becoming twisted.

“I told you, I came to save you! So, you don’t have to be so afraid.”

“Hehehehe…”

“Death is just a new beginning, Catherine, your new life has just begun!”