One month later.
Eastern Region, west bank of the Blood River, Dry Cool Valley—
A bloody moon hung high above the silent valley, and the breeze swept over the trees in the valley, causing the grass to rustle.
Located on the top of the mountain was a demonic palace, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, with flags made of human skin hanging all around.
This palace was known as the High Demon Palace. It was the place where the Deep Dark Sect usually held banquets and discussed important matters. There were a large number of restrictions around it. It could be considered the heart of the sect.
The Deep Dark Sect was not a big sect, but not too small either.
The sect leader, Zhou Minghe, was a Sword cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage.
There were also nearly twenty Nascent Soul Elders and seven thousand disciples in the sect. They occupied the strategic terrain of Dry Cool Valley which was easy to defend and difficult to attack. For the immortals, it was also a very troublesome location for a building.
Normally, to destroy the Deep Dark Sect, at least two Deification-stage cultivators must lead thousands of immortal disciples from the Western Region, to ensure a 100% chance of taking it down.
However...
Swoosh—
Ice blue spiritual light shot out from the High Demon Palace, shattering the silence of the entire valley. It cut a five-thousand-foot-long mountain right through the middle, like cutting tofu.
The top of the mountain slid down in the direction of the sword light, accompanied by a loud rumbling as soil and rocks flew and dust swept to the sky.
Then, the Deep Dark Sect welcomed the first snow in thousands of years.
Under the night sky, the snowflakes slowly fell down like black ash, and soon covered half of the valley.
In the hall of the High Demon Palace, the originally closed roof now revealed the moon in the sky, and the fine snow slowly fell inside and stopped on the head of a woman wearing the purple uniform of the Black Star Sect.
Thud—
A man without the upper body suddenly fell in front of her. Pei Lianxue puffed up her cheeks, flicked the remaining blood on the Snow Jade Spirit Sword aside, and then shifted her gaze to a middle-aged man who was slumped on the ground.
The middle-aged man was the leader of the Deep Dark Sect, Zhou Minghe.
Zhou Minghe had not recovered from the catastrophe that his Deep Dark Sect encountered today. He simply couldn't figure it out.
How could a girl in the early stage of Nascent Soul kill the seventeen Nascent Soul Elders of his Deep Dark Sect alone, kill all the way from the mountain gate to here, and then split his sect's Great Elder in half with a sword?
Indeed, he admitted that he did underestimate the enemy at the beginning.
When he learned that only seven immortal cultivators broke into the Deep Dark Sect, he did not open the sect formation, thinking that seven immortal cultivators could not do anything, especially since there were only two Nascent Soul cultivators among them.
Later, when he realized what was happening, he immediately summoned all the Elders in the sect to surround and kill them.
But how could this girl still kill her way up to the High Demon Palace? Pei Lianxue looked at him expressionlessly without even a trace of hostility in her amber eyes, as if killing demonic cultivators was just a routine for her.
Step—
Zhou Minghe saw her walking toward him, gritted his teeth slightly, and flicked his sleeves.
The blood-colored spiritual energy instantly condensed into a magic sword, shooting straight at Pei Lianxue's forehead. However, Pei Lianxue only raised the sword in her hand and waved an icy blue sword light.
Swish—
The sword light directly broke the magic sword into two and cut off Zhou Minghe's left shoulder.
"Hiss—"
Zhou Minghe gritted his teeth to endure the severe pain, and his heart sank as he watched Pei Lianxue calmly approach him step by step. He condensed his demonic energy at the fingertips of his right hand.
As long as this girl took two more steps, she would enter the killing formation of his High Demon Palace.
However, just as he was about to activate the formation, Pei Lianxue's right foot, which was about to step into the range, suddenly stopped and retracted.
Zhou Minghe's eyes widened immediately, but then he calmed down and said, "I didn't expect that the Western Region Immortal Family would produce such a monster as you!"
"I'm not a monster..."
Pei Lianxue frowned and answered in a low voice, then took out her small notebook from the storage bag and flipped through it, scanning it left and right.
Zhou Minghe saw the small notebook she suddenly took out, and he was even more confused. "What are you looking at?"
"Well... you just stared at my feet. Most likely there is a formation."
Pei Lianxue calmly analyzed, and then as if she was suddenly enlightened, she added, "Brother wrote it down for me, the Ghostly Killing Formation... Although you are a Sword cultivator, it seems that you also know the Ghost cultivator's body possession technique, so I can't get too close to you..."
"..."
Ignoring Zhou Minghe who stayed in place, Pei Lianxue exhaled a white mist, shook off the falling snow on her head, and then reversed her grip to hold the Black Ice Sword in her hand as a javelin.
Swish—
As Pei Lianxue raised her hand, the Snow Jade Spirit Sword instantly turned into an ice-blue straight line, piercing directly into Zhou Minghe's chest, pushing him to the ground, and then instantly freezing him into a human-shaped ice sculpture.
Zhou Minghe didn't even have time to react. He was covered by ice before falling silently on the spot with his eyes wide open.
Xiao Yunluo, Liang Zhu, and four inner disciples of the Black Star Sect had dealt with dozens of Deep Dark Sect disciples in the Core Formation stage at the foot of the mountain, and they hurried over to help.
However, when everyone landed their flying swords and saw that the High Demon Palace was filled with the remains of demonic cultivators and only Pei Lianxue was standing there, they all held their breath and gulped.
Those inner disciples had never seen such a scene before. Seeing their Sister Pei standing expressionlessly in the pile of corpses, but without a trace of blood on her, they were all terrified.
"Is this all Sister Pei's doing? So many Nascent Soul cultivators..."
"Well, we are so lucky... Following Sister Pei, we only need to help her set up the tent... I heard that Brother Liu and his group met a group of demonic cultivators before, and none of them came back..."
Liang Zhu heard the two people whispering and coughed lightly. The two shut their mouths quickly and dared not discuss it anymore.
"I'm not a pervert..."
Speaking of this, Ye Anping smiled gently and kissed Yun Yiyi's fair shoulder.
However, it was also at this time...
—"Ye Anping~ Is this all you can do? Hmm~~"
Gu Mingxin's mumbling voice reached their ears, causing Ye Anping and Yun Yiyi to turn their heads and look, only to see that she was now lying on the bed, already unconscious, with her legs twitching from time to time.
Before Yun Yiyi came today, Gu Mingxin came over and forced him again...
Then, she became like this.
After Yun Yiyi came in, she didn't care about her. She pushed her aside, covered her with a quilt, and left her there.
Seeing Gu Mingxin like this, Yun Yiyi pursed her lips slightly. "Anping, who is she..."
"The adopted daughter of Heavenly Demon Sect's Lord of Hell, who wants to screw me all day long, and I can't fend her off..."
"A demonic cultivator, what will you do with her in the future? Will you marry her?"
"Let's talk about it later. Anyway, after the matter is settled, there is a high probability that she will live in the Hundred Lotus Sect..."
"Oh, so it's like this..."
In fact, Yun Yiyi had sought out Gu Mingxin privately before to talk, but Gu Mingxin gave her a very scary feeling as if she would draw her sword and chop her directly if she took a step closer.
But now, looking at Gu Mingxin who was lying on the side, she wondered if this person was the type who was strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
At this time, an eagle's cry came from outside the window.
In front of the half-opened window, a black-feathered eagle poked its head in.
Seeing the eagle, Yun Yiyi raised her eyebrows. "It is Miss Li's pet... Hmm~"
Boo~~
Yun Yiyi quickly moved off Ye Anping and climbed over Gu Mingxin's back. Then, she took off the jade slip on the eagle's feet and let it fly. She checked the jade slip with her spiritual sense.
Ye Anping also moved to her side and asked, "What is it?"
"It's the news about Sister Pei and Miss Xiao. They..." Yun Yiyi frowned, as if she felt that she had seen it wrong, and read slowly word by word. "Pei Lianxue and Xiao Yunluo brought Liang Zhu and four Black Star Sect disciples from Brilliance City, killing their way to Deep Dark Sect beside the Blood River."
Hearing this, Ye Anping also frowned.
The Deep Dark Sect was a secondary plot in the Eastern Region. In his impression, the sect leader Zhou Minghe was quite difficult to deal with. After all, he was also a gatekeeper BOSS of a dungeon.
"Something happened?"
"No... Miss Li said that the seven of them killed all the people in the Deep Dark Sect... Elder Lei of the Black Star Sect was shocked."
"..."
Hearing this, Ye Anping fell silent.
Although it was a second-rate demonic sect, seven people alone destroyed a whole sect...
"...Huh--"
Ye Anping took the jade slip and glanced up with his spiritual sense. He frowned, feeling that something was wrong.
His sister had made great achievements, and as a brother, he was very pleased, but in the current situation, being famous did not mean wealth and glory.
Back then, Immortal Yun Jian, like his sister now, led a dozen people to kill everyone they encountered in the demonic region. In the end, he even divided the four regions just with his sword, shocking the immortals and demons alike.
Yun Jian was known by the immortals and demonic cultivators because of this incident.
However, it was precisely because of his fame that he was ambushed and killed by many demonic cultivators.
Once this news reached the ears of the Heavenly Demon Sect, they would certainly send many cultivators to inquire about the whereabouts of his sister, and then lure them into a trap, surround and kill them.
For the Immortal Family, this was good news.
After all, the Immortal Family would have again a figure like the Immortal Yun Jian, which would surely boost the morale of the disciples.
However, for him as a brother, this was bad news.
His sister was outstanding in both cultivation and sword skills, but she was still inexperienced. He was really worried that Pei Lianxue might be ambushed...
However, before he left, he specifically asked Xuanji to look after his sister, so there shouldn't be any problem.
But that...
Ye Anping could vaguely sense from this message that his sister's actions seemed to be like throwing a tantrum...
Was it because he took Feng Yu Die with him instead of her?
"Hmm..."
Yun Yiyi looked at Ye Anping's worried expression. "Are you worried?"
"A little, but it shouldn't be a problem. I was planning to meet them later." Ye Anping nodded slowly. "Anyway, we'll take one step at a time. I have to leave tomorrow."
Yun Yiyi nodded, then climbed back in bed and sat back on him.
"Anping, you can use some strength today. Anyway, you are leaving tomorrow, and I only have to deal with paperwork... I have prepared a wheelchair."
"Don't... It's not good."
"No!" Yun Yiyi pouted and pinched Ye Anping's chin. "I told you! I want to sit in a wheelchair!"
"Ah..." Ye Anping lowered his head and shook his head, sighed, and buried his face in her breasts. "As you wish, then..."