Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 93 Master and Disciple Reunion

"Hahaha--

Xie Bao, you're still so afraid of death!

This beast has protected you for many years, loyal and devoted, saving you countless times.

In the end, when things got dangerous, you were still the one who pushed me out to take the fall!

Wu Song raised his sword and laughed loudly. The golden-tusked white elephant was crawling at his feet, half of its head had been cut off, but it was not yet dead.

With each breath, large amounts of blood gushed out, crimson like fire, each drop distinct, radiating terrifying heat.

The ground beneath it was red-hot, the mud and rocks melting layer by layer, sinking downwards, and emitting white smoke, as if it had become a lava pool.

Legend has it that in ancient times, an old demon spat out a mouthful of blood, and a large lake appeared on the ground.

Although demons, spirits, and strange creatures all belong to the category of monsters, their levels of life are completely different.

"Wu Song! How dare you bully me like this!"

Xie Bao gripped the knife handle tightly, his eyes wide with rage, and a roar rolled from his throat, but his feet seemed rooted to the spot, standing still.

This guy is scared.

He was filled with doubt and uncertainty, and his previous composure was gone.

After more than twenty years apart, Wu Song's cultivation level has actually surpassed his!
How can it be? !
You should know that he has powerful connections and has no shortage of cultivation techniques and resources. He has cultivated diligently for many years and gone into seclusion several times before he finally managed to enter the Dao and establish his foundation!
What is achieved is still a low-grade foundation of Dao.

Wu Song has been constantly on the run and hiding all these years, so he has no time to cultivate. Why has his cultivation improved so quickly?
Two strikes shattered the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation, one strike severed half the head of the Golden-Toothed White Elephant…

How is this played?
"Deceive you?"

Wu Song curled his lip in disdain, pinched a white bone Buddhist bead on his chest, and said in a low voice:
“Your brother has been waiting for you here for many days and misses you very much. I advise you not to struggle. Let me cut off your head and make it into a bone bead so that you can accompany him day and night and never be separated.”

Upon closer inspection, these white bone prayer beads are actually made up of skulls!
"Brother!"

Xie Bao let out a mournful roar, light appeared beneath his feet, and his body instantly swelled.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a red-haired, blue-faced, black-eyed, blood-mouthed warrior, resembling a Vajra warrior in a temple, his muscles bulging and his inner energy surging, like a flowing cloak.

The superior martial art of Baoxiang Temple: Vajra Subduing Demon Blade!

"Wow!"

The next moment, a piercing roar shook the heavens.

A demonic bird with a wingspan of over ten zhang took off and flew into the distance.

There was a person under its claws; judging from their attire, they appeared to be demon-slaying officers from the Demon-Suppressing Division.

Where did that bird come from?

Wu Song frowned, disbelief flashing in his eyes.

His divine sense had already spread out, covering the surrounding area, and there was no trace of any other demons.

This monstrous bird seemed to have sprung out from a crack in the rock.

But this situation seems familiar, as if it has happened somewhere before.

Wait, could it be——

He raised an eyebrow, a playful smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to see...

A beam of earthy yellow light enveloped Xie Bao, then suddenly burrowed downwards and disappeared from the spot.

"Earth Escape Talisman?"

Wu Song narrowed his eyes and instantly unleashed eight beams of sword light, which disappeared into the ground.

"Boom boom boom~"

In an instant, the mountain beneath their feet, riddled with holes, could no longer withstand the pressure and shattered with a deafening roar—

"boom!"

A deafening roar shook the heavens, and a shockwave shot skyward.

Liu Sheng flapped his wings, grabbed Du Bingyan, and landed in a valley. He turned and looked back dozens of miles away, his mind reeling.

The mountain collapsed!
That mountain where hundreds of their Demon-Slaying Division had been stationed for several days, setting up the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation...

just this!
Those demon-slaying captains, demon-catching warriors, and beast hunters on the mountain are probably all going to die.

Liu Sheng withdrew his gaze, glanced down at the unconscious Du Bingyan, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

Could it be that this woman's "bad luck" has affected the entire Demon Suppression Division?

First her subordinates were wiped out, now the entire Demon Suppression Division has been wiped out. Could she really be a jinx reincarnated?
"I just got my first time with her, will she affect me?"

Liu Sheng reverted to his original form, wielded his sword, and with a few swift strokes, dug out a cave to settle Du Bingyan.

But looking at her pale face and her miserable appearance with blood dripping from her seven orifices, I still felt a little sorry for her.

This woman's brain is fried; she insists on killing her master. With her meager skills, she'd probably be turned into mud by the dissipating energy before she even got close.

"You owe me another life, you know that?" Liu Sheng lightly tapped her face a few times, then reached into his robes and began to caress her with practiced ease.

This woman is seriously injured. I wonder if she brought any healing medicine with her. I hope we can find some.

As I touched it, my mouth became a little dry.

Finally, I managed to get a few bottles of pills, but... how do I use them?
Should we feed them a little of everything?
A moment later, Du Bingyan, who had been fed a mouthful of pills, calmed down a little, but remained unconscious.

What happened?
Was the injury too severe?

Liu Sheng frowned, somewhat unsure of what to do.

Just then, a loud "boom" was heard outside the cave, as if a mountain had crashed down, causing the ground to shake and waves of air to surge.

A pungent, bloody stench filled the cave, heavy and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

Demon!

A wounded demon has appeared outside the cave?!

not good!

Several thoughts flashed through Liu Sheng's mind. He glanced at Du Bingyan, and was just about to transform into a white-faced black spider and spin silk to wrap her up...

Then a sliver of light pierced into the cave.

It was just a wisp, yet it tore through space, as if it had stripped him from the cave, leaving him nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape, only to face it head-on.

Sharpness, domineering, devastating, and capable of cutting down anything!
People will die if we can't stop them!
Liu Sheng felt a chill run down his spine, his hair stood on end, and he couldn't care less about hiding it. He roared inwardly:
"Sky-Splittering Sparrow, transform!"

"Wow!"

In an instant, a magnificent and divine bird appeared, with white feathers and blue plumage, its wings slashing like knives, meeting the incoming blade of light.

The true meaning is perfected, Black Tiger Rifting Wind Blade!

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a tiger's roar echoed from the cave, as if a demonic tiger had stood up and unleashed hundreds of claws, tearing through the gale.

"Puff puff~"

In the blink of an eye, only a claw-like shadow remained in the cave, and a sudden gust of wind stirred up sand and stones.

"Oh!"

The next moment, Liu Sheng felt as if his full-force attack had struck empty air, feeling nothing at all.

Then, he was kicked away and sent flying, crashing into the cave wall and sliding to the ground like a sticker...

No injuries!

He looked up and saw a few rays of sunlight streaming down from the cave entrance, landing on a figure as tall as an iron tower—

A headband made of black iron, black monk's robes, white bone prayer beads, one arm, a monk's knife, and a scarred face!

"Master!"

Liu Sheng revealed his true form, overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward, bowing down in reverence.

Holy crap, Master actually came knocking on my door?

How did he find it?
Could it be that when he transformed into the Sky-Splitter Sparrow and took Du Bingyan away earlier...?

"Your Black Tiger Wind-Splitting Blade has reached its true essence?"

With a flick of his sleeve, Wu Song unleashed his inner energy, lifting Liu Sheng up with a complex expression.

Although he was asking a question, how could he, who had already mastered this sword technique to its highest level, be mistaken?
This apprentice in front of him was a huge surprise.

From the moment I decided to take him as my disciple, it took only a month or two for this kid to master the true essence of the "Black Tiger Rending Wind Blade".

Moreover, he can even transform into a demonic bird, which is equivalent to the combat power of a Qi Refining Master!
In the government, he would be qualified to hold a position of the third rank or above; in a sect, he would be a high-ranking figure, like an elder.

Such a terrifying rate of growth left him somewhat dazed, unsure of what to say.

For a moment, the cave fell silent.

"Hey~"

Just then, Du Bingyan unconsciously let out a soft cry, her eyelids twitching as if she were about to wake up.

"Snap—!"

Then, he was knocked unconscious.

Several fellow Daoists complained that the drawing of the Sky-Splitting Sparrow was not good, so I spent more than an hour drawing a new one.

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Boundless Heavenly Venerable.

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