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Chapter 8, The Death of Youchen Sanren

"His cultivation is higher than mine, his true essence is more than mine, and now his body is lighter than mine." Mu Yunsheng smiled in his heart and took the crane-beaked hoe off the body of Taoist Qian Nong.

Without paying attention to Taoist Qian Nong's body which had turned into a mummy, he walked towards Taoist You Chen who was still using his internal energy to suppress and expel the centipede poison in his body.

"Brother Yunsheng!" Shui Lin'er's crescent-shaped eyes looked at the dense wounds on Mu Yunsheng's body caused by the flaming magic knife and the flying leaf chasing star spell. Her eyes were red and tears flowed, filled with heartache and worry. Seeing that he finally killed Taoist Qian Nong, she couldn't help but shout.

However, he still remembered Mu Yunsheng's words and did not rashly run towards Mu Yunsheng from beside Youchen Sanren on the road.

Youchen Sanren also felt it at this time. The fight between Mu Yunsheng and Taoist Qian Nong was over. He opened his eyes, and the purple aura of the centipede poison on his face did not weaken in this short moment of practicing to expel the poison. Instead, the toxicity on his face became more serious.

"Brother!" After seeing the corpse of Taoist Qian Nong lying on the road, You Chen Sanren cried out in pain. Looking at Mu Yunsheng who was walking towards him with a crane-beaked hoe in his hand, the expression on his old face with centipede poison on it changed.

After a while, he closed his eyes, and then opened them again. The expression on Youchen Sanren's old face returned to calm. He looked at Mu Yunsheng, who stopped about ten feet away from him, and said with a sad smile as if he had accepted his fate.

"I have stopped practicing to expel the centipede poison. It won't be long before the poison attacks my heart and I die. Could you please let me help bury my elder brother's body first? We have a lot of friendship with your great-uncle and we even drank together."

"If you agree, after I help my eldest brother collect his body and bury him, I will tell you a secret that will allow your Caoyang Mu family to become a true family of cultivators."

"I don't want to know this secret. It's better for you to be buried earlier." Mu Yunsheng smiled and shook his head with a bloody face, and raised the crane-beaked hoe in his hand towards Youchen Sanren.

Although the secret told by Youchen Sanren aroused some interest in his heart, Mu Yunsheng valued his own life more.

"In that case, you have no chance with the Caoyang Mu family. Come on, if I die at the hands of a Hongque of your Mu family, it won't bring shame to my reputation as a pair of bandits, me and my elder brother Miaoshan." Youchen Sanren said with a light sigh, then closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the road paved with blue bricks.

It seemed as if he had completely given up resistance and was waiting for Mu Yunsheng to come and kill him.

"I'm sorry to offend you, senior... whoosh~" Mu Yunsheng saluted and said with a smile, but just after he finished the salute, the crane-beaked magic hoe in his hand suddenly flew out and flew towards Youchen Sanren with a fierce attack.

At the same time, a black figure appeared in Mu Yunsheng's right sleeve and flew silently towards Youchen Sanren.

"Hua~" The shadow of the three-foot-long green-bladed sword flickered. Youchen Sanren, who seemed to be waiting for death with his eyes closed, suddenly jumped up, suppressing the centipede poison in his body. With one sword, he cut off the flying crane-beaked hoe. Looking at Mu Yunsheng, who was still ten feet away from him, he cursed fiercely with a fierce gleam in his eyes. "What a cunning boy."

"Ha~ha~ Isn't it the same for senior? You say so much just to trick me into getting closer. If you really want to die, why don't you draw your sword and kill yourself? This way, I won't have blood on my hands." Mu Yunsheng laughed, and his figure, which was about ten feet away from Youchen Sanren, took a few steps back.

All the true energy in his body has been exhausted, and he is relying entirely on his young body for support. If he were to fight with Youchen Sanren, even though Youchen Daoist has been deeply poisoned by the centipede.

Mu Yunsheng had no chance of winning, so he stopped just ten feet away from Youchen Sanren.

"You..." There was anger in Youchen Sanren's eyes, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth. He forced his true energy to surge, which accelerated the speed at which the centipede poison in his body invaded his internal organs. He looked at Mu Yunsheng who retreated a few steps and was quite a distance away from him.

Youchen Sanren turned his head to look to the side, and saw Shui Lin'er, who was standing far away and listening to Mu Yunsheng's words without coming closer. The old body holding a three-foot green sword suddenly laughed out loud.

"Haha~ That's all! That's all! I, Youchen Sanren, the Second Immortal Master of Luoxia Mountain, cannot possibly die in the mouth of a poisonous insect. Don't worry, big brother. Wait for my second brother, he's coming!"

After laughing, Youchen Sanren's old eyes, which were filled with centipede poison, cast a fierce look at the figure of Tianlong that flashed by in the bushes beside him. He condensed the magic formula in his hands and started to circulate his true energy.

"Flame Curse!" "Boom~" The old body of Youchen Sanren, holding a three-foot green-peaked sword, was engulfed in fierce flames, and he sat cross-legged in the flames.

"Pah~Pah~" The flames burned fiercely. Soon, Youchen Sanren's old body turned into ashes in the fiercely burning flames, and even the three-foot Qingfeng long sword in his hand turned into a pool of molten iron.

"Brother Yunsheng, are you okay? Shui Ling healing technique!" Shui Lin'er just ran over from a distance at this time. Looking at Mu Yunsheng's body covered with burns and knife wounds, tears kept flowing from Yueyaer's eyes. She asked hurriedly with heartache and worry.

A ball of water spirit condensed in Bai Yu's hands and covered the injuries on Mu Yunsheng's body.

"It's okay." Mu Yunsheng shook his head and looked at the body of Youchen Sanren which turned into ashes in the flames. He drove Tianlong with his mind to crawl towards the body of Qiannong Taoist and collect the things on Qiannong Taoist's body.

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More than three quarters of an hour later.

After leaving Sanchaling, on the road to Yuxu Lingtian.

"Brother Yunsheng, I was wrong. I will never run out alone again." Shui Lin'er's true energy was exhausted. She walked beside Mu Yunsheng with a weak face, lowering her head and saying self-blame.

"Okay, stop blaming yourself. This isn't Xiao Lin'er's fault. It's the fault of those two bandits from Miao Mountain. Xiao Lin'er, when you go out in the future, just remember to travel with your friends and elders."

"Come and smile for Brother Yunsheng. You're almost a crybaby. You're not pretty at all. If my uncle, Granny Taohua and the others see you, they'll think I'm bullying Little Lin'er."

Mu Yunsheng stopped and looked at Shui Lin'er, whose crescent eyes were still red from crying. He smiled and comforted her, then reached out and pinched her tender and fair face.

There was no thought of blaming Shui Lin'er in her heart, she was only worried about her. After the incident with the two bandits in Miaoshan, Shui Lin'er already knew the dangers of the outside world. Next time she goes out, she will go with her elders and friends.
Mu Yunsheng didn't have much to say about Shui Lin'er coming to Yuxu Lingtian alone today. After all, Shui Lin'er came to Yuxu Lingtian alone just to see him and give him peach blossom cake.

There was no danger in Sanchaling in the past, and I don’t know why the two bandits from Miaoshan appeared in Sanchaling today.

"Is it because of the secret that You Chensan mentioned?" Mu Yunsheng suddenly thought of this.

"Xiao Lin'er understands. Brother Yunsheng didn't bully Xiao Lin'er. Brother Yunsheng's injuries are so severe, does it still hurt? After returning to Yuxu Spiritual Field, Xiao Lin'er will recover her true essence and continue to heal Brother Yunsheng."

Shui Lin'er lightly touched the red sand on her forehead, and looked at Mu Yunsheng with her jade-like face and asked, Yueya'er's eyes were full of Mu Yunsheng.

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble my little Lin'er." Mu Yunsheng said with a smile. His injuries were not serious, and there was no internal damage. He had already recovered a lot from the water spirit healing technique performed by Shui Lin'er earlier.

However, in order to alleviate Shui Lin'er's self-blame and make her happy, Mu Yunsheng agreed immediately and took out a scribbled map from his sleeve pocket to look at it.

This scribbled map was found by Tianlong on the body of Taoist Qian Nong. In addition to the map, there were also some outdoor supplies, dry food, and fire tongs. There was no martial arts technique, not even a spirit stone.

But this is normal. How could a cultivator go out to rob people and bring his own cultivation techniques and spirit stones with him?

(End of this chapter)