After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect.

Chapter 104 103. Here it comes! (3.0K words - please subscribe)
During the Jingzhe day, snakes and insects come out and the earth revive.

This day is getting closer.

And the number of disciples on Red Leaf Island is decreasing.

Under the guidance of Master Kuye Swordsman and Granny Meng, Song Yan's experience in alchemy has become more and more rich, and he has become more proficient in treating some basic cultivators' illnesses.

The treatment of these diseases is nothing more than using some decoctions to regulate qi and clear the mind, remove toxins and resolve evil spirits, cleanse wounds, etc.
Sword Master Kuye tried to introduce a Taoist partner to this disciple. After all, "Yin alone cannot last, Yang alone cannot be born, only dual cultivation can last long" is basically the consensus of cultivators. Unless you are like the Demon Sect who constantly uses furnaces and cauldrons, a like-minded long-term Taoist partner is very necessary.

But Song Yan always refused.

He is always ready to run away, and his partner is just a burden.

If he really wanted it, even just going to a place with brothels would be better than finding a Taoist companion, unless this Taoist companion provided him with food and lodging and could also provide him with a safe place, just like Madam Ling did before.

Master Kuye Swordsman was also helpless. Seeing that he had refused many times, he had to give up and never mentioned it again.

As the Waking of Insects Day approached, Sword Master Kuye and Granny Meng began to leave the bamboo house frequently, sometimes for two or three days.
The bamboo house was naturally handed over to Song Yan.

Sometimes, when injured disciples came to seek treatment from Master Kuye, it was Song Yan who helped them, and the results were all good. Master Kuye looked at them twice, and then gave up completely.

This day, late at night
Song Yan lay on his side on the bed as usual.

Tonight, Master Kuye Swordsman did not come back again.

It was he who was guarding the bamboo house again.

There was mist outside the window, the sound of shallow waves hitting the sea, and a faint herbal scent filled the house.
Suddenly, the rustling sound of falling rain came from the roof first, and then it spread out with flowers, plants, leaves, water and stones as the source, spreading out into crisscrossing sound ripples.

Although it was just a fake identity, his life on Hongye Island was much more comfortable than that on Nanzhu Peak.

The old arrogant person like the withered leaf swordsman would never appear in the puppet sect.
Su Yao's cold and silly personality is also unique to the righteous path.
As for the disciples who were ready to die bravely and headed to the front line, it was impossible for them to see this in the Puppet Sect.
Song Yan turned over and closed his eyes, ready to sleep.

I had just squinted for a stick of incense when I suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

Song Yan opened his eyes, quickly put on his clothes, and went to open the door.

With a creak, the door opened
A female cultivator's urgent voice came from outside the courtyard: "Sword Master, Sword Master, please save Senior Sister, please!"

Song Yan felt the voice was familiar, so he looked carefully and saw that the female cultivator was actually Junior Sister Xiao Jiu whom he had met at Wang's house before, the one who scolded him the most and was merciless.

Junior Sister Xiaojiu also looked up and saw Song Yan, her anxious expression suddenly frozen in the rain.

She had short hair and was not very pretty. Her body was covered with rain and blood. Her small boots were also dirty from standing in the muddy ground.

She was carrying a female swordsman on her back, who was already dying, and Junior Sister Xiaojiu herself was obviously injured.

Song Yan sniffed and smelled a pungent and foul smell of blood. Others might not recognize it, but he knew it was the smell of evil.

"come on in."

Song Yan said, "Teacher is not here, I will take care of this place."

Junior Sister Xiaojiu finally reacted and hurriedly said "Oh", then hurried inside with the female swordsman on her back, and placed her on a treatment bed according to Song Yan's instructions.

Song Yan asked a few questions, then quickly took out the pre-made detoxifying and evil-eliminating pills for the two of them to take. Then, Junior Sister Xiao Jiu sat aside, and he quickly treated the wounds of the female swordsman.

Some of the wounds were on the chest and abdomen, but he avoided them whenever possible and had no intention of taking advantage.

After a busy period, the female swordsman's breathing became smoother and her expression became slightly relieved. Junior Sister Xiao Jiu also sat against the wall of the bamboo house weakly but relaxedly. She looked at Song Yan who had stopped and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Bai."

After she thanked him, she turned her head away slightly, apparently not wanting to say anything more.

Even though Bai Xiuhu has become powerful and is highly valued, in her heart, being strong and excellent cannot offset her past sins.

Senior Sister Yutang and those fellow disciples who died because of Bai Xiuhu’s cowardice will never come back to life.

She was very grateful to Senior Brother Bai for his treatment, and she could also stand up for Senior Brother Bai, but forgiveness was impossible.

But then again, who would care about the forgiveness of an insignificant little swordsman who is on the verge of death?
"I'll go wait outside."

Junior Sister Xiaojiu propped herself up and walked out the door with gritted teeth. She found a place under the eaves where it had not rained, sat down, leaned against the wall, and looked up at the spring rain sliding down the dense new leaves and pressing down the weeds at the foot of the bamboo fence.

But after sitting for a while, the door opened again, and Junior Sister Xiaojiu felt a dark shadow walk out and sit beside her.

She subconsciously turned her head and saw that it was Bai Xiuhu. She wanted to say something but stopped herself, and finally closed her eyes and remained silent.

Song Yan took the initiative to ask: "Jianshui City has been attacked on a large scale again?"

Junior Sister Xiao Jiu heard him talking about this, so she also opened up and said, "Yes, Senior Brother Bai killed a lot of demon sect monks that time, and they were quiet for a while afterwards, but a few days ago, for some reason, a large number of demon sect monks appeared in Jianshui City.

There were flying sand and rocks, and many monsters wrapped in shadow puppets and full of evil spirits. My fellow apprentices suffered heavy casualties. All the places that could heal illnesses on the islands were already occupied, so I came to find Master Kuye without my sister's knowledge. "

Song Yan teased, "You didn't expect to meet a nasty guy like me, right?" This directly hit the nail on the head of Junior Sister Xiao Jiu, but the latter was startled and waved her hands hastily, "No, no, Senior Brother Bai. Senior Brother Bai."

But it was really difficult for her to say "I don't hate it" against her will.

While the two were chatting, hurried footsteps were heard again outside the courtyard gate, accompanied by anxious shouts of "Swordsman, Swordsman".

Song Yan stood up in a hurry and shouted, "Here! The teacher is not here today, I will take care of it."

Soon, two sword cultivators, a man and a woman, were seen carrying a stretcher, on which was an elderly cultivator covered in blood.

Song Yan quickly welcomed them into the house and treated them carefully.

This busyness lasted until dawn.

Song Yan chatted with these unfamiliar "brothers".

A sword cultivator said in a cold voice: "Those demon cultivators must want to build momentum for the battle at Konglan Mountain, so they attacked from all sides!"

Another sword cultivator said, "The demon brats are the most cunning. They want to use attacks to distract the senior master and his brothers! Unfortunately, they are fighting away from home. Although they have injured many of our brothers, they are definitely not having an easy time! I personally killed a brat who controlled the paper man. It was a great pleasure, really a great pleasure!"

Another sword cultivator said, "Want to distract Master Chang? They are wishful thinking! Master Chang and his men will definitely win!"

Junior Sister Xiao Jiu's voice came from outside the house: "You are right. Since ancient times, evil has never triumphed over good!"

Song Yan was speechless listening to Junior Sister Xiaojiu's excited and passionate voice.

Junior sister was half dead just now, but she got excited when talking about this, right?

But then, his pupils narrowed slightly and he fell into thought.

He is a person who is extremely sensitive to information.

In the Puppet Sect, if he was not sensitive to information, he would have died countless times.

One leaf tells us that autumn is coming, and the cicadas know it before the golden wind blows. These are all common daily operations.
Amid the passionate chat among the ardent sword practitioners, Song Yan could not help but recall the past.

During this period of time, he had dealt with many injured Sword Sect disciples, and their situations were all similar, all of them were seriously injured by attacks from Demon Sect disciples.

Sword cultivators are not as good as magic cultivators.

A swordsman mainly relies on himself and the sword in his hand.

But the devil's cultivation is more complicated, with all kinds of puppets and despicable means that are hard to guard against.

In a head-on confrontation, the demon cultivator would definitely suffer.

But in this kind of street fighting and sneak attack, the sword cultivator fought for a long time and it was very likely that he only destroyed the demon cultivator's puppet.

No one understands this better than Song Yan.
After all, that was how Grandma Fox killed his puppet and brought his puppet into the treasury, which then triggered a series of bloody incidents.

Because of this, he understood the nature of the "disciples of the demon sect" very well.

A sneak attack is acceptable, but it is impossible for a disciple of the Demon Sect to do such a thing as "killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of your own."

In this kind of battle with a high casualty rate, the disciples of the Demon Sect will definitely "collapse" faster than the sword cultivators.

There are so many empty bamboo houses on Red Leaf Island. Song Yan firmly believes that if a sword cultivator dies in Nan Wu's territory, then a demon cultivator must also die.

The death rate is so high, yet we still fight to the death.

Picture what?
In the gloom of dawn, Song Yan seemed to be taking a nap, but there was a hint of darkness in his expression.
According to the inference, it is impossible for the demon cultivators to fight based on "belief". This kind of Shura field with "high death rate" is enough to make all of them "just play a supporting role and do not put in any effort". Only a fool would risk his life.

But since they are trying their best, there will be a big problem.

Song Yan's eyes narrowed more and more, and he suddenly remembered that Grandma Zhu had reached a deal with the "Two-headed Virupaksha Man-eating Insect" clan two years ago, and thus came to find him.

That meant that even if the fact that "Grandma Fox stole the tiger's blood" was not completely exposed, he had become the target of close surveillance, and the fact that "Grandma Fox was looking for him like crazy" also put him on the hunting list of at least three tribes: "fox, wolf, and arrogant insect."

This happened the year before last.

It's been almost two years
The fox and wolf tribes, aren't there any actions at all?
If the action is taken, then, is the Puppet Sect still an independent sect today?
Of course, soul searching won't reveal anything, unless you search the souls of people like Gu Huangzi, then you can know the truth.

Song Yan closed his eyes, and made some deductions based on the assumption that this condition was met. He found that the Demon Sect's disciples' uncharacteristic desperate behavior could be explained.

Suddenly, he felt his heart beating faster.

On the day of Jingzhe, there was a battle at Konglan Mountain. Perhaps the water there was much deeper than he thought.

(End of this chapter)