Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Ghost King Sect!
Two figures walked through the passageway.

The man was thin and pale, clearly indicating that he was still recovering from serious injuries.

The woman had a curvaceous figure, covered by a black veil, revealing her alluring body!
Her face was veiled, revealing a pair of deep and captivating eyes.

"Kill...kill..."

Suddenly, a Ghost King Sect disciple with bloodshot eyes charged towards Qinglong and Youji, blood dripping from the long sword in his hand.

It's obvious that someone has already been killed.

Qinglong used a secret technique several months ago and is currently unable to fight.

However, You Ji did not have that.

Seeing the Ghost King Sect disciples rushing towards her, You Ji waved her jade hand.

The next moment, three sharp blades formed from yellow light shot towards the Ghost King Sect disciples.

Upon seeing this, a disciple of the Ghost King Sect slashed with his longsword, annihilating a sharp blade.

Just then, a sharp blade pierced his chest, and another blade sliced ​​across his neck.

The next moment, its head rolled to the ground.

With a muffled thud, the headless corpse crashed to the ground. Blood slowly oozed from its chest.

"Sigh!" Youji looked at the Ghost King Sect disciple lying on the ground and sighed deeply, saying:

"This is also a disciple of the Ghost King Sect. I never thought he would go mad and die at my hands, at the hands of his own people."

"Little sister!" Qinglong called out, his cold gaze sweeping over the corpse on the ground, then over the blood-red mist floating in the passageway, and said indifferently:
"When they are corrupted by the blood mist, driven mad, and transformed into ruthless beasts, then they are no longer disciples of the Ghost King Sect."

"Little sister, three hundred years have passed, and your heart is still so soft."

A hint of emotion flickered across Youji's exquisite face beneath the black veil, and she sighed softly:

"Alas, they are still disciples of our Ghost King Sect, some of whom have been in the Ghost King Sect for three hundred years."

"To die like this now is truly..."

Azure Dragon's icy gaze swept across the blood-soaked passageways, and listening to the constant roars of battle, he frowned and said:

"Little sister, we can't stay at the Ghost King Sect any longer. If we continue, we might all die here."

Upon hearing this, Youji looked reluctantly at the drastically changed Ghost King Sect around her and said softly:

“But this is our home, where we have lived for over three hundred years. Moreover, the sect leader has treated us well, and we are loyal to him.”

"Does this mean we should abandon the sect leader?"

Azure Dragon gazed into the depths of the passageway, pondered for a moment, and said:

"The sect leader... has changed. He is no longer the brilliant and shrewd Ghost King he once was."

"He is now a madman, a madman who only cares about hegemony."

At this point, Qinglong pictured a tall man in a black robe with blood-red hair in his mind, and said:

"You've forgotten that we at Qingyun Sect have sworn allegiance to the Ghost Emperor. Only the Ghost Emperor is our hope for the future."

"Xiao Fan..." You Ji murmured, the tall figure she longed for day and night appearing in her mind. Her eyes filled with love as she said:

“That’s right. Xiao Fan’s cultivation level has already surpassed that of the sect leader. Moreover, he is just as ruthless and cunning as the sect leader, but he has more human touch.”

"Following Xiao Fan is much more reassuring than being by the sect leader's side."

"Shh, keep your voice down. Let's head to the mountain's interior space now and use that as an excuse to leave."

"Mm." Youji responded and walked forward with Qinglong through the passage.

On the way, they encountered several Ghost King Sect disciples with bloodshot eyes who were insane and wanted to kill, but Youji dealt with them all easily.

After passing through several passageways, the view suddenly opened up, and the two arrived at the blood pool space inside the mountain.

At the edge of the protruding cliff, a ghost king in a black robe stood with his hands behind his back and his long hair cascading over his shoulders.

Qinglong and Youji walked over a cliff several meters high and came up behind the Ghost King, saying:
"Azure Dragon greets the Sect Master!" "You Ji greets the Sect Master!"

"No need for formalities!" The Ghost King's hoarse voice rang out, carrying a chill and a hint of restlessness.

Azure Dragon looked at the tall figure before him with awe and said:

"Sect Master, you previously sent someone to inform the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and the Joyful Union Sect to come to the Ghost King Sect to discuss the grand plan to attack the Azure Cloud Sect."

"However, to this day, neither the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect nor the Joyful Union Sect has been seen."

After Qinglong finished speaking, he stood still and waited patiently.

His gaze was fixed on the Ghost King's retreating figure, and he wondered what the Ghost King was thinking.

The Ghost King did not answer, and the blood pool suddenly fell silent. Coupled with the extremely heavy baleful energy in the space, the silence was somewhat eerie.

After a long silence, the Ghost King finally spoke:
"Then what do you think should be done?"

Azure Dragon replied:
"I want to go north with my little sister to find out the details of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and the Joyful Union Sect. Why haven't they arrived yet after so long?"

“Oh…” Ghost King’s cold voice rang out, and Azure Dragon’s heart tightened subconsciously.

Having followed the Ghost King for over three hundred years, he knew all too well the ruthlessness and cruelty of the man before him.

If you go against his wishes, your head will roll.

The Ghost King slowly turned around, his deep eyes fixed on the Azure Dragon.

Qinglong looked into the Ghost King's eyes and discovered that in the Ghost King's deep gaze, he saw the same eyes as those of the Ghost King Sect disciples with bloodshot eyes.

There was a hint of bloodshot in his eyes. However, the bloodshot didn't fill his entire eyes like the Ghost King Sect disciples.

However, it was still somewhat eroded by the blood mist.

Seeing this, Qinglong felt a chill run down his spine.

Fearing that the Ghost King might suddenly kill him and his younger sister, he slowly channeled his magical power, preparing to unleash the forbidden technique again and return to his peak.

However, having used forbidden techniques twice several months ago, he could no longer use them again.

If this technique is used again, there will only be one outcome: the patient will die an hour later, with all their meridians severed and their heart shattered.

Moreover, he knew that with the Ghost King's strength, even if he used forbidden techniques, he wouldn't be able to escape.

However, it can hold off the Ghost King for a while, allowing the little sister to leave safely.

that's enough.

Standing to the side, Youji watched the Ghost King's gaze fixed intently on the Azure Dragon, her heart filled with terror.

She was afraid; she was afraid that the Ghost King would suddenly make a move and kill her and her elder brother.

If the Ghost King were to suddenly attack and kill them both, she would risk her life to hold him off for a while so her brother could escape.

The Ghost King's deep, bloodshot eyes stared intently at the Azure Dragon, and he said in a chilling tone:

"You... seem a little nervous, a little scared."

Upon hearing this, Qinglong bowed respectfully to the Ghost King, his dark eyes fixed on the Ghost King's, his expression unchanged as he said:
"Sect Master, your strength is boundless and your power is unparalleled. We, your subordinates, both respect and fear you."

"When you stare at me like that, I feel your authority and naturally become nervous and afraid."

The Ghost King then looked at You Ji and said:
"And why are you also a little scared?"

Upon hearing this, Youji steeled her resolve, glared at the Ghost King with her beautiful eyes, and rebuked him:

“Look at the state you are in now. Biyao lost her mother when she was young, and you never came to see her. I raised Biyao myself.”

"Zhang Xiaofan's appearance finally brought an end to the estrangement between you and your daughter. Now, you're hiding in this blood pool space again, and haven't seen Biyao for a long time."

"What kind of father are you?"

"How could you do this to Biyao, how could you do this to Xiaochi?" (End of Chapter)