Chapter 941: Chapter 943: Ancestor Xue Mei
On the peak of a mountain in Nuwa's realm!
Ying stood with his hands behind his back, with Bai Qi and Guiguzi standing behind him.
In front of them was a trembling man, seemingly recounting something continuously.
"Alright, you can leave now," Ying said calmly.
The man was clearly stunned, raising his head with a look of disbelief at Ying. Was he really being let go?
"Still not leaving? Do you want me to send you off?" Bai Qi glared, his eyes filled with a murderous aura that made the man tremble with fear.
"Thank you, Senior! Thank you, Senior!" The man expressed his gratitude repeatedly and then fled in terror.
"There really are some who aren't afraid of death, daring to trouble us," Guiguzi, shrouded in a black robe, let out a soft laugh.
"Sage King, why didn't you let me kill him?" Bai Qi asked with a frown, glaring hatefully at the departing figure.
"Killing someone insignificant serves no purpose. But he did bring us some useful information," Ying said lightly.
Guiguzi nodded and added, "Indeed, with the Qiankun Cauldron emerging, the next target is the Demon Summoning Banner! We must find it quickly!"
"Hmm," Ying nodded slightly.
"It seems that Zhong Shan has broken through again?" Bai Qi frowned.
"Zhong Shan? This person grows stronger with each setback. It's inevitable. If he were to stagnate, that would be strange," Guiguzi shook his head.
"Sir, do you think Zhong Shan will leave Nuwa's realm?" Bai Qi asked.
"We have one more opportunity to meet him," Guiguzi said faintly.
With Guiguzi's statement, it was clear that Zhong Shan was still in the realm.
"We need to find the Demon Summoning Banner first. It cannot fall into Confucius's hands!" Ying said calmly.
"Yes!" Bai Qi responded immediately—
In another valley within Nuwa's realm!
Many powerful individuals stood in the valley, all dressed in white robes embroidered with plum blossoms. In the valley, there was also a small thatched hut.
The hut was built from purple thatch, looking extremely rustic. The white-robed individuals all looked at the hut with reverence.
Slowly, the door of the hut opened, and Ancestor Xue Mei emerged.
Ancestor Xue Mei waved his large sleeve, and the hut was put away.
"Master!"
"Ancestor!"
The disciples immediately bowed respectfully.
Ancestor Xue Mei frowned slightly.
"Master, is it true that Junior Brother...?" one of the disciples asked quickly.
"Yes, he is dead, along with the Reverse Flow Beast, killed by Zhong Shan!" Ancestor Xue Mei said calmly.
His tone was indifferent, neither angry nor sad, as if it were a trivial matter.
"Zhong Shan? It was him?" The disciples were filled with anger.
"We must avenge Junior Brother!"
"And the Reverse Flow Beast!"
... The disciples fumed with rage, but one disciple standing beside Ancestor Xue Mei did not join in the anger. Instead, he looked towards Ancestor Xue Mei.
From the doorway of the palace, a faint peach-colored mist drifted out, puzzling the onlookers. One person extended his spiritual sense into the mist, only to find his face flushing red and his body feeling as if his blood was flowing backward, igniting a hot sensation.
It wasn't just this one person; everyone else felt the same. They had assumed there would be no problem with probing the mist with their spiritual senses, but the situation was more complicated than they thought.
"Boom!"
One person didn't use spiritual sense but instead blasted open the door with a treasure.
As the door burst open, a large amount of peach-colored mist surged out, quickly enveloping everyone outside. The area was soon filled with this peach-colored energy.
The loud noise startled Zhong Shan awake.
He suddenly became alert and sat up to clear his mind. Soon, he recalled everything from two months ago.
"Eya!" The Eight Extremes Heavenly Tail suddenly jumped out.
It was completely healed, as if it had never been injured.
"What a powerful Auspicious Eye!" Zhong Shan marveled.
He stood up, walked out of the palace, and retrieved it with a wave of his hand.
Surrounded by the Red Luan Mist, Zhong Shan was unaffected and could clearly see the powerful cultivators around him.
Seeing their expressions, Zhong Shan's face darkened.
"Disgusting!" Zhong Shan snorted coldly.
One of the tails of the Eight Extremes Heavenly Tail lashed out, scattering a sky full of sword energy.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
The powerful cultivators were instantly turned to dust, and the surrounding mountains were shattered.
Zhong Shan retracted the Red Luan Mist and flew out of the valley, heading in a chosen direction, leaving behind a field of ruins.
Over the next ten days, Zhong Shan learned about the events of the past two months. People were still gathering in Nuwa's realm, convinced that Nuwa's treasure hadn't left yet.
Looking for the Demon Summoning Banner? Zhong Shan doubted he had that kind of luck. Without any clues, how could he find it? Now, it seemed like the whole world was looking for him. Showing himself would be courting trouble. Therefore, Zhong Shan found a secluded valley to stay in, venturing out once a day to gather information.
One day, while fishing alone by a small lake, Zhong Shan suddenly sensed a change. He looked up at a nearby mountain peak.
Atop the peak, Ancestor Xue Mei and his disciples stood, all glaring at Zhong Shan.
Ancestor Xue Mei's expression was calm, but his disciples were seething with anger.
Zhong Shan dropped his fishing rod and stood up, looking at Ancestor Xue Mei.
"Since you're here, come down!" Zhong Shan said calmly.
With a step, Ancestor Xue Mei led his disciples down to stand in front of Zhong Shan.
"Zhong Shan, you killed my junior brother. Today is the day you die!"
"Zhong Shan, we finally found you. Today, you won't escape. I'll use your blood to avenge my senior brother!"
... The disciples shouted angrily.
Zhong Shan, however, kept his eyes fixed on Ancestor Xue Mei.
"Ancestor Xue Mei, we've never interfered with each other. Do you really need to keep causing me trouble? Even sacrificing your disciple's life? Did you deliberately send him to find me?" Zhong Shan said calmly.
At Zhong Shan's words, Ancestor Xue Mei's disciples suddenly fell silent. They looked at Ancestor Xue Mei and then turned their furious gazes back to Zhong Shan.
"Zhong Shan, how dare you slander our master!" one of Ancestor Xue Mei's disciples shouted angrily.
Zhong Shan glanced at the disciple with a disdainful smile, then looked deeply at Ancestor Xue Mei.
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