Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1155 - 1080: Storming the Enemy’s Lair

The middle-aged big man pondered for a while, suddenly realizing, "I understand now, it’s because the original owner of the magic artifact came looking for us and found the Liu Family directly, which is why they sent Elder Mei this time. Firstly, to save the Liu Family, but more importantly, to completely eliminate that person!"

Gai Tiangao smiled faintly, without refuting.

"But Sect Leader, won’t this bring trouble to our Mountain River Sect?" A man with a square face said with some concern.

"Trouble? Who dares to cause trouble for my Mountain River Sect!" Gai Tiangao snorted coldly, showing great disdain.

"Among the martial artists under heaven, how many dare to trouble my Mountain River Sect!"

Hearing Gai Tiangao’s extremely arrogant words, no one refuted, as Gai Tiangao was right. In Huaxia, besides a few other National Guardian Sects, no others dared provoke the Mountain River Sect.

What they cared about wasn’t that someone dared to come to Mountain River Sect to cause trouble, but only about this magic artifact jade pendant.

This is a supreme treasure that could make every elder’s heart move, and of course, they wanted it, their gaze fixed on the jade pendant becoming increasingly fervent.

But no one dared to speak out, they knew of Gai Tiangao’s fondness for Mu Pingping, anyone who dared to object would surely face Gai Tiangao’s stern reprimand.

Only the big man elder with sunken eyes had a hint of worry in his gaze. On this vast expanse of Shen Zhou, there were countless capable people and strong figures. Mountain River Sect, having been on top for too long, had lost this sense of reverence.

The mysterious person who could present such a magic artifact was no ordinary person after all.

Gai Tiangao’s arrogant and heedless manner might sooner or later bring trouble to the Mountain River Sect.

However, the big man didn’t think much more of it. He was just casually considering it; even though the original owner of the artifact was formidable, wanting to harm the Mountain River Sect was improbable, and they had their reasons for such confidence.

Tianliang Mountain.

This is a great mountain locked off by the state, located far away in the deep forest and mountains of the Yanjing Suburbs.

Few know that this is the location of one of Huaxia’s National Guardian Sects, the Mountain River Sect.

With a step onto Tianliang Mountain, Ye Qingfeng gazed coldly, seeing the mist swirling, unable to spot the Mountain River Sect’s location.

Nonetheless, his Divine Sense had already extended; Mountain River Sect was indeed on the mountain.

Liu Feng walked ahead silently to lead the way, with one arm severed and all five fingers of his other hand cut off.

He appeared very bloody.

If it weren’t for Ye Qingfeng fearing that Liu Feng would die without anyone to guide them, he had sealed Liu Feng’s acupoint to stop the bleeding; otherwise, Liu Feng would have died halfway.

Su Qiong, witnessing the bloody horror of Liu Feng’s scene from behind, had long been unable to bear it, feeling nauseous and extremely uncomfortable.

She was different from Zhao Zhiruo, as Zhao had had part of her innate spiritual body activated by Ye Qingfeng and had absorbed a spirit pill, now being an intermediate War Master martial artist.

Once stepping onto the path of martial arts, fear of blood and death naturally subsides.

Zhao Zhiruo continuously supported Su Qiong, gently patting her back to comfort her.

"If you’re afraid, you can leave now, and I’ll have Bu Fan take you back," Ye Qingfeng glanced at Su Qiong, who had turned pale, and said.

He wasn’t worried about Su Qiong, only found her bothersome, but if she weren’t Zhao Zhiruo’s friend, Ye Qingfeng wouldn’t have agreed to her coming along at all.

"I’m fine, don’t mind me, let’s go," Su Qiong shook her head and said.

She didn’t know why, but she didn’t want to leave; although the bloody scene earlier made her very uncomfortable, she felt like if she left now, she might regret it for the rest of her life.

Ye Qingfeng didn’t care about Su Qiong anymore and continued to walk forward indifferently.

Looking at the tall and slender back in front of her, Su Qiong also knew what she felt in her heart. Initially, she thought Ye Qingfeng was too arrogant, conceited, and pompous, just a spoiled brat with some money and power in his family.

Until Ye Qingfeng reappeared and gradually demonstrated his strength step by step, Su Qiong discovered he wasn’t a spoiled brat relying on family power; he was a man capable of anything.

His arrogance was based on his absolute strength, as if there was nothing in the world he feared.

Gradually, Su Qiong developed admiration for Ye Qingfeng, especially after the once-majestic image of Liu Feng in her mind collapsed, forming a stark contrast with Ye Qingfeng, leading her to realize Ye Qingfeng’s excellence.

Watching Zhao Zhiruo transform from an ordinary girl into a fairy-like lady now, although Su Qiong was happy for her best friend, she was also filled with envy.

For Ye Qingfeng, she was even more admiring.

But when seeing Ye Qingfeng actually kill, that blood-splattering scene, while shocking, plunged Su Qiong into extreme fear.

She had never seen such a bloody scene.

Watching the straight-backed youth in front, Su Qiong’s eyes were filled with mixed feelings; clean and efficient, bloody and indifferent, she couldn’t describe how she felt.

She wanted to get close yet felt a trace of fear; the man’s coldness made one’s heart tremble, but she couldn’t bear to leave.

At the entrance to the Mountain River Sect, two young disciples were watching the gate at the foot of the mountain.

"Hey, don’t you feel a bit of chill?" one of the disciples said.

"We martial artists have bodies far stronger than ordinary people; how could we feel cold? You’re not fully awake yet," the other disciple mocked.

"I don’t mean real cold; it’s a feeling, a chill in the heart, as if there’s a... killing intent!" the disciple said in a low voice.

"Killing intent? Hahaha, you must be joking. Could someone dare come to our Mountain River Sect to kill? I..." the other immediately mocked.

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, he couldn’t say any more.

He looked on in shock, eyes wide with disbelief; when he glanced down, a sharp sword tip had already pierced through his chest.

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood and lost his life instantly.

He couldn’t imagine at death that as a disciple of the Mountain River Sect, someone would assassinate him like this!

The disciple who had sensed the killing intent was dumbfounded; he never thought that after sensing the killing intent, his fellow disciple would die tragically in an instant.

He looked up in horror, seeing a group of four people calmly walking forward.

Face full of terror, he couldn’t believe someone really dared to kill at Mountain River Sect, suddenly, among the four, a child dashed violently toward him.

The child’s speed was incredible, and the disciple found it hard to believe—was this child’s speed superior to his own, was his ability even beyond his own?

How could that be? Clearly just a child, he stared in terror, unable to dodge, watching as that child delivered a palm strike toward him.

"Bu Fan, don’t kill him!" the handsome young man said softly, igniting a spark of hope in the disciple’s heart.