I Can See Through Everything-Chapter 632

When Lu Qing appeared among the disciples of the Qiankun Sect, everyone was caught off guard.

This time, more than twenty Nascent Soul cultivators were stationed outside the secret realm.

Aside from the dozen or so who had joined forces to besiege Lu Qing, nearly ten others remained where they were.

Some stayed out of pride, others out of caution, and some merely hoped to reap the spoils or prevent Lu Qing’s escape.

Among them was the Qiankun Sect’s senior true disciple, Qian Lingxiao.

Seeing Lu Qing suddenly appear before him, Qian Lingxiao’s heart trembled violently.

He had already been horrified by Lu Qing's terrifying strength—slaying Nascent Soul cultivators like chopping vegetables.

Now that Lu Qing had ignored the Nascent Soul cultivators besieging him and appeared directly before Qian Lingxiao, how could he not be terrified?

His strength was on par with Gongshu Zheng. Since even Gongshu Zheng couldn’t withstand a single punch, he certainly wouldn’t fare any better.

“Fellow Daoist Chen!”

It was instead Qin Zheng and the others behind him who cried out in delight.

Lu Qing paid them no heed. His expression remained unchanged as he stared silently at Qian Lingxiao.

That blank, emotionless stare made Qian Lingxiao feel as though he were facing an enemy of life and death. He forced out a strained smile. “This fellow Daoist…”

But before he could finish, Lu Qing raised his palm and struck.

Startled, Qian Lingxiao unleashed his full Nascent Soul power, summoning a flying sword that slashed toward Lu Qing.

But Lu Qing’s strength now was unimaginably terrifying.

His palm descended like the collapse of heaven itself. Even before it landed, the immense force suppressed Qian Lingxiao’s aura.

The flying sword was swatted aside with a single slap, and the Nascent Soul imprint within it shattered instantly.

Lu Qing’s palm then swelled to twice its size, following a mysterious arc to seize Qian Lingxiao’s head.

Then, with a light squeeze—

Bang!

Qian Lingxiao’s head exploded in full view of everyone.

Even his Nascent Soul was trapped within the blood-red flames that engulfed Lu Qing’s hand. No matter how it struggled, it couldn’t escape, its screams of agony echoing ceaselessly as it burned.

“Senior Brother!”

Qin Zheng, Zixiao, and the other Qiankun Sect disciples cried out in horror.

“Ah! You lot, hurry up and beg him to let me go!”

Within the flames, Qian Lingxiao’s Nascent Soul was in utter agony.

He didn’t know what kind of ghostly fire this was, but he could feel his Nascent Soul disintegrating. At this rate, it would be utterly annihilated in no time.

Gripped by the fear of death, he remembered the connection between Qin Zheng and Lu Qing and immediately ordered them to plead on his behalf.

“Fellow Daoist Chen, please let our senior brother go. He didn’t attack you earlier.”

Though Qin Zheng had been resentful of Qian Lingxiao’s inaction, the man was still their sect’s senior true disciple. He couldn’t bear to watch him die like this.

“Brother Chen, I’m begging you—please spare our senior brother,” Chu Xiaojing pleaded.

“Fellow Daoist Chen, our senior brother may have erred, but his crime isn’t punishable by death. Please let him go this once,” said Zixiao.

Only Ye Qingzhu pursed her lips and remained silent.

Lu Qing didn’t respond. He merely glanced at them coldly.

Instantly, a suffocating sense of dread seized them, silencing any further pleas.

The killing aura emanating from Lu Qing at that moment made their hearts tremble.

They had a chilling premonition: if they continued to plead, Lu Qing might deal with them next.

Under that terrifying pressure, no one dared to speak again.

“You useless cowards! Beg him! If I get out, I’ll slaughter every last one of you!”

Seeing that Qin Zheng and the others had fallen silent, Qian Lingxiao’s mask dropped completely under the shadow of death. He erupted into a fit of curses.

The venom in his words chilled the blood.

His contorted face and frenzied screams were utterly unrecognizable to the Qiankun Sect disciples.

Was this really the refined, composed, and gentlemanly senior brother they knew?

“So noisy.”

With a flicker of his will, Lu Qing intensified the blood-red flames.

Qian Lingxiao’s Nascent Soul burned faster, and within a few short breaths, his agonized wails were cut off as he was reduced to ash—utterly destroyed.

The blood-red flames engulfing Lu Qing were a new ability he gained after mastering the Heavenly Witch Body of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

Not only were they incredibly defensive, but they could also incinerate souls and Nascent Souls alike. A truly fearsome power.

After crushing Qian Lingxiao, Lu Qing stowed his corpse without even glancing at Qin Zheng and the others before vanishing once more.

This time, he reappeared before the disciples of the Lanhai Sect and struck.

Blood splattered. Amid screams, the entire group was obliterated in a single blow.

Then he vanished again.

The next moment, he appeared before the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect and slammed down his palm.

“Demon! You demon! Senior Ba Chunqiu, will you just stand there and do nothing?!”

The Nascent Soul cultivators of the Xuanyuan Sect had initially joined in the attack on Lu Qing. Now, they had formed a defensive formation to guard against a surprise assault.

They never expected that instead of facing them, Lu Qing would go straight for their disciples.

Enraged and despairing, one of them turned and roared at Ba Chunqiu and the others who had stayed out of the fight.

“This is going too far. Everyone, let’s make a move.”

Ba Chunqiu, seeing Lu Qing slaughtering Golden Core disciples left and right, finally couldn’t sit idle. He spoke to the other seven or eight Nascent Soul cultivators who had yet to join the fray.

“Sigh… What’s the point?”

An old Daoist from Dao Xu Temple sighed and reluctantly summoned a black-and-white Yin-Yang Diagram.

The other Nascent Soul cultivators said nothing, but one by one, they unleashed their treasures and surrounded Lu Qing.

Just as Lu Qing was about to finish off another sect’s disciples, a sudden sense of danger surged through him.

Without hesitation, he activated a teleportation talisman and vanished on the spot.

The seven or eight artifacts struck only empty air.

When he reappeared, he was already dozens of miles away.

Lu Qing stared at the treasures in the distance, especially the black-and-white Yin-Yang Diagram, his expression wary.

With his spiritual ability activated, he quickly discerned the diagram’s nature.

“So that’s it. A peak mid-grade spiritual artifact, with strong spatial suppression abilities. It’s a major threat to my teleportation talismans.”

After reading the diagram’s inscription, Lu Qing immediately understood.

And he knew—this battle could not continue.

If he were trapped by that diagram, even his powerful physique wouldn’t withstand a joint attack from over twenty Nascent Soul cultivators. He’d be obliterated instantly.

The Nascent Soul cultivators spotted Lu Qing’s figure in the distance again.

The old Daoist from Dao Xu Temple sighed and put away the Yin-Yang Diagram.

Lu Qing’s spiritual sensitivity was simply too keen, and the spatial artifact he used was incredibly mysterious.

Moreover, the Yin-Yang Diagram was a treasured item of his temple. He had only temporarily refined it and could not wield it freely.

Trying to trap someone like Lu Qing with it was close to impossible.

Lu Qing, having confirmed the diagram’s details, had already made his decision.

Looking ahead, he said coolly, “This ambush today—I will remember it well. There will be a reckoning. Until next time.”

With that, his figure vanished once more.

This time, he was truly gone.

Still, none of the Nascent Soul cultivators dared relax. They remained on high alert, fearing Lu Qing might reappear out of nowhere for another ambush.

Only after a long time passed without incident did they begin to believe he had really left.

Many of them let out long sighs of relief.

The pressure Lu Qing had brought was simply too overwhelming.

With his monstrous strength, incredible regeneration, and space-warping treasures, he could assassinate nearly anyone present.

Who wouldn’t be afraid of such a terrifying foe?

But that fear was quickly replaced by shame and fury.

How humiliating—to be Nascent Soul cultivators, yet feel fear toward a so-called demonic cultivator!

Some stared at the blood mist in the sky, their eyes full of sorrow.

In just a dozen breaths, Lu Qing had slaughtered the disciples of five or six sects that had taken part in his siege.

They had traveled across thousands of miles to reach the Sacred Tianxu Mountain in search of opportunity.

Now, not only had they gained nothing, but all their disciples had been wiped out. How could they not feel grief and rage?

Someone said with venomous hatred, “Find him. We must track this demon down. This won’t end here!”

“If we don’t avenge this, we’re unworthy of being teachers!”

“This must be reported to the Holy Assembly. Even if it means using the Heaven and Earth Tracking Mirror, we must find and destroy this demon!”

While those who lost their disciples fumed, the others felt a sense of relief.

Thank heavens Ba Chunqiu and the others had acted in the end—otherwise their own disciples might not have escaped either.

But none objected to the plan.

From Lu Qing’s parting words, it was clear he wouldn’t let this go.

To be targeted by such a terrifying enemy would leave anyone unsettled—even Nascent Soul cultivators.

The best solution was to find him and eliminate him completely.

Even Ba Chunqiu and the Dao Xu Temple Daoist didn’t voice dissent.

Lu Qing’s final threat had unnerved them as well. Better to remove the threat quickly.

And so, the Nascent Soul cultivators began planning to petition the Holy Assembly to track down and destroy Lu Qing once and for all.

At that moment, none of them even cared about the opportunities Lu Qing might possess.

They just wanted him dead—so he could never trouble them again.

…

“Second Senior Brother, Senior Brother is dead… what do we do now?”

While the Nascent Soul cultivators deliberated, the Qiankun Sect disciples stood in a daze.

Chu Xiaojing stared blankly at the place where Qian Lingxiao had perished.

Lu Qing’s transformation, and the death of their senior brother, had left her reeling.

Her mind was a blank void.

Qin Zheng said nothing.

He had no idea what to do either.

So much had happened in such a short time that even he was lost.

The others were even more helpless—utterly confused and directionless.

“We should return to the sect. With Senior Brother gone, we must report this to the sect immediately,” Ye Qingzhu said suddenly.

“But… if we travel alone, will Fellow Daoist Chen… attack us?” someone stammered.

Everyone turned to him as if he were an idiot.

Then he realized it himself.

Of course not. If Lu Qing had wanted to kill them, he could’ve done so right after killing Qian Lingxiao. A single slap, and they’d all be dead. Why waste time now?

“Second Senior Brother, we need to move fast. Fellow Daoist Chen spared us, but if the other Nascent Soul cultivators realize that, they might act.”

Ye Qingzhu’s warning snapped Qin Zheng out of his daze.

Right—Lu Qing had slaughtered others without mercy but spared them.

The other Nascent Soul cultivators were still recovering from the shock, but once they realized this, who knew what they'd do? If they turned their anger on the Qiankun Sect disciples…

Without their senior brother, they’d be defenseless.

“Let’s go. We’re heading back to the sect—now!”

Qin Zheng summoned a flying boat and quickly led his fellow disciples away.

The Nascent Soul cultivators noticed, of course.

But they were too preoccupied with how to deal with Lu Qing to bother with a few Golden Core juniors.

Besides, without Nascent Soul protection, their eagerness to leave made sense.

A few cultivators did recall that Lu Qing had spared Qin Zheng’s group.

But by the time they considered this, the disciples were long gone. And none dared give chase, fearing Lu Qing might still be lurking.

Thus, the Qiankun Sect disciples made it out of Sacred Tianxu Mountain safely.

Once free, they didn’t pause for a second, heading straight for the sect without delay.