159: Chapter 159 Lin Zhou appears again?

"Elder Qin... is dead?"

Liu Qingyan was stunned; it took her quite a while to process this news.

Mo Zixing nodded and concisely explained what Fei Bingrun had done at the Qingyun Sect.

After listening, Liu Qingyan was silent for a long time.

She sighed softly:

"Elder Qin was always loyal to the Sect. I didn't expect that this time..."

"I have already avenged him. Fei Bingrun and all the Qingyun Sect Elders who participated in this matter are dead."

Mo Zixing said in a deep voice.

"I know."

Liu Qingyan nodded slightly:

"I will inform the other Elders of the Grand Elder's funeral arrangements, and the Sect will handle it properly."

"You just returned, so get some rest first."

She gave a few more instructions.

After confirming that Mo Zixing was not seriously hurt, she turned and left to pass on the news for him.

Watching Liu Qingyan's receding figure, Su Li sighed softly:

"With Great Elder Qin dead, the Sect has no one left in charge."

"The highest cultivation among the other Elders is only the Crystallization realm; they simply cannot hold down the fort."

She turned to look at Mo Zixing and asked seriously:

"Zixing, would you like to be the next Grand Elder of the Mingyu Sect?"

"Based on cultivation, you are already the strongest in the Sect now; no one is more suitable than you."

"It is not the time yet."

Mo Zixing slowly shook his head, his gaze looking toward the western horizon:

"Let's wait until the matter with the Devilish cultivators over there is resolved and the Sect has stabilized."

"I would rather go to the valley in the west and take a look right now."

"Are you trying to resolve the Devilish cultivator problem to gain fame, and thus have both strength and the support of the people?"

Su Li asked, looking at him.

"You could say that."

Mo Zixing smiled faintly:

"Besides, the Sword Intent that Yuwei sensed always makes me feel there is something unusual about it."

"Perhaps there is some Opportunity hidden there."

Mo Zixing withdrew his gaze and said to the two:

"I plan to set off now. Time waits for no one."

"I'll go with you!"

Jiang Yuwei immediately raised her hand voluntarily:

"I was the one who sensed that Sword Intent first; I can definitely help you, Senior Brother!"

"Then I will go too."

Su Li also spoke up, gripping the Qinglan Sword in her hand:

"One more person means more support."

"Besides, I am already at Crystal Stage Level 6; I am capable enough to handle ordinary Devilish cultivators."

Mo Zixing pondered for a moment.

Jiang Yuwei has the red Luck of the Daughter of Destiny, so theoretically, she can always turn bad Luck into good when encountering danger.

Since she can sense that Sword Intent, it means this Opportunity is related to her.

Perhaps the difficulty and danger are not that high.

With her current Crystallization Stage 1 cultivation, plus the protection from myself and Su Li, there shouldn't be any danger.

"Alright, then let's go together."

Mo Zixing nodded and agreed.

The three of them packed their gear simply and left Qingdan Peak, heading toward the western valley.

An hour later.

The three arrived at the entrance of the valley.

As soon as they landed, Mo Zixing frowned.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

The ground was covered with withered yellow leaves that crunched when stepped on.

The spiritual energy was also cold and biting, making one feel very uncomfortable.

"I think I can feel it again."

Jiang Yuwei shrank her neck and grabbed Mo Zixing's sleeve tightly, whispering:

"It's in this direction; that strange Sword Intent is becoming clearer and clearer... However, there is also another very uncomfortable aura, cold and icy, which is frightening."

Mo Zixing nodded, noted her words, and led the way into the valley.

Su Li walked at the very back, vigilantly scanning the surroundings, with the Qinglan Sword kept in a state where it could be drawn at any moment.

The trees in the valley were towering, their branches and leaves blocking almost all the sunlight, making it appear exceptionally dim.

The three carefully pushed aside the vegetation blocking their path and walked in the direction from which the Sword Intent was coming.

As they walked, Mo Zixing himself could vaguely feel that strange Sword Intent.

His Divine Sense remained spread out, alert to the surroundings.

Suddenly.

Mo Zixing stopped, his eyes narrowing.

On an open space not far ahead, a few mutilated corpses were scattered.

Judging by their attire, they were indeed Disciples of the Mingyu Sect.

Beside the corpses stood a young man dressed in black.

He had his back to the three, holding a long sword that was pitch black all over.

The blade had no luster and seemed to be swallowing the surrounding light.

It emanated a heart-palpitating chill and dense Devilish Qi.

Mo Zixing looked at that back and felt it was somewhat familiar.

He recalled carefully and finally remembered.

That was Lin Zhou.

A former Outer Sect Genius Disciple of the Mingyu Sect.

After losing to him at the Sect Grand Competition, he left a promise to fight again another day and resolutely left the Sect.

He said he was going to search for the true Dao of the sword.

To think he would meet him here.

Lin Zhou seemed to notice the movement behind him and slowly turned around.

His face no longer had the high spirits of the past, and there was a hideous scar on his left cheek.

And the strange black sword in his hand was trembling slightly.

"Mo Zixing."