The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 675 - 229: The Recurring Anomaly of Spirit Skull Mountain (6k)_3

Chapter 675: Chapter 229: The Recurring Anomaly of Spirit Skull Mountain (6k)_3

He beckoned Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu over, arrogantly inquiring if they had seen a red token in the Ghost City. His haughty attitude was extremely off-putting.

However, given his status, the group reluctantly nodded in response.

"Mr. Ke!" Zhou Qing’s expression remained calm as he politely greeted him.

Ke Shu smiled warmly, saying, "Are you four planning to return to the Taiqing Sect?"

Zhou Qing nodded and said, "Yes, we plan to visit our elders."

Ke Shu immediately displayed admiration and showered them with praise.

About their filial piety, respect for their mentors, and being role models, among other accolades.

The group smiled politely.

After all, Ke Shu’s fawning was solely because of their close acquaintance with the Seventh Prince and Ninth Master.

In the entire Holy Martial Dynasty, encompassing the Eight Prefectures and Seventy-Two Mansions, anyone connected with the princes and princesses of the royal capital benefitted greatly for their future.

The group tacitly understood and did not point this out.

"The lines are quite long now, but this place is my turf. Please wait for a moment!"

After saying that, Ke Shu swiftly headed inside.

"He is a genuine villain, but much better than those hypocrites. It’s better to make friends than enemies with such people!"

Li Daoxuan, the senior brother, softly advised the group while looking at Ke Shu’s departing figure.

Someone like Ke Shu might be worldly and sycophantic, but at least he wasn’t insidious like the hypocrites.

And having one more friend is always better than having one more enemy.

The three nodded in agreement.

Soon enough, he arranged a teleportation array for them, his face beaming with smiles as he saw them off in a flash of light before leaving, satisfied.

...

Three months later!

Four figures appeared at the former site of Spirit Skull Mountain, looking at the sea of people and the overcast sky, feeling nostalgic.

In Lu Yaoyao and Li Daoxuan’s eyes, it was Zhou Qing and Second Grandpa who slew the Peng Emperor together, but Yan Xiaohu, being involved, knew clearly that it was all Zhou Qing’s doing.

It was also his own fault for being greedy and venturing to the Beimang Mine, not expecting a severely injured Spirit Severing Realm cultivator to be healing there.

"My junior brother and I were out at that time and heard from the border that the Peng Emperor has not fallen. Which is true and which is false?"

Li Daoxuan lowered his voice and questioned Zhou Qing.

Yan Xiaohu got anxious and said, "What do you mean? Do you think junior brother is lying? At that time, the Peng Emperor..."

"Ahem—" Zhou Qing immediately cleared his throat, sharply scanning the surroundings.

One must know that Spirit Severing Realm cultivators were scarce in the entire fourth-level Cultivation Country. The fall of one would attract people from the entire Eight Prefectures and Seventy-Two Mansions.

Among them, who knows how many ancient monsters at the Perfection of Divinity Transformation Realm might be.

If anyone overheard something, that would be troublesome.

Realizing this belatedly, Yan Xiaohu hurriedly covered his mouth with a growing sense of fear. He only wanted to protect Zhou Qing and not let anyone question him.

Li Daoxuan, also realizing the inappropriate timing of his question, quickly looked apologetically at Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing just shook his head slightly. Moreover, they were standing in the periphery, so it should be fine.

To disguise himself as the Peng Emperor at the border, he had pledged to Xuanyuan Shuo not to reveal it to anyone.

After all, it concerned the upcoming plans of this royal figure.

Off to the side, Lu Yaoyao quietly said, "Anyway, I believe him!"

She had seen the bizarre phenomena of blood curse skills left by the Peng Emperor on her father, but even without it, she believed anything Zhou Qing said.

Li Daoxuan sighed inwardly seeing Xiaoliu’s absolute trust.

We are actual senior and junior siblings, and yet you so blatantly favor him.

"Look over there. Are those the Tomb Guardians?"

At that moment, Yan Xiaohu pointed to several figures abruptly climbing up from the massive abyss, eyes full of curiosity, and couldn’t help but ask.

The group promptly used their Sword Control to rise, trying to see more clearly.

Sure enough, many bodies were climbing up the cliff walls of the massive abyss using both hands and feet.

All of them had long hair and twisted, ferocious faces. Their skin had a morbid, gray-black hue.

Their eye sockets were sunken, filled with blood vessels, emitting a hollow feeling as if their souls had been stripped away.

Their mouths were wide open, revealing yellowed teeth as they growled like beasts at the onlookers around them.

Seeing this, everyone frowned slightly.

When a Spirit Severing Realm cultivator falls, the area is shrouded in intense negative emotions for centuries, with no sunlight piercing through.

Those weak in will, if they come close, will be consumed by the unresolved obsessions that the Spirit Severing Realm cultivator severed, becoming puppet-like ’Tomb Guardians’ to guard the site perpetually.

The self-destruction of two Spirit Severing Realm cultivators here had caused the entire Spirit Skull Mountain to collapse, forming a massive abyss with a terrifying, pitch-black depth.

These seen are just Tomb Guardians on the periphery. Who knows what the core area might look like?

There are rumors that the Tomb Guardians evolve by consuming each other.

"It’s all because of greed!" Li Daoxuan sighed heavily, watching those prepared individuals forming teams and descending into the abyss.

Zhou Qing agreed with him.

But we cultivators walk the path against destiny to reshape fate, where crises and opportunities coexist.