Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 91 The Celestial Masters who traversed the clouds sacrificed themselves in their battle against the spider!

"Is the list correct?" Lin Jiang confirmed again.

The yellowed Xuan paper was covered with the room numbers of the inner disciples.

Tai Nanzi was certain she hadn't made a mistake, but Fang Xuanzi couldn't help but turn her head to look at her master:
"Master, are you really going to kill them all? Uncle Tai Xuan has always treated us well..."

Tai Nanzi glanced at his disciple:

"Tai Xuan has a peculiar habit: he specifically chooses young girls to serve him. He usually kidnaps girls, abuses them, and then sells them to bandits."

Fang Xuanzi's mouth was wide open.

He knew nothing about this.

The tea and snacks served during morning lessons, and the Grandmaster Tai Xuan who argued for the outer disciples' monthly stipends under the rain corridor, were now cracking in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Fang Xuanzi turned her face away, scraping the soles of her feet against the mud on the ground.

Lin Jiang took the list and went to the backyard where the inner gate was located.

He wouldn't completely trust Tai Nanzi's list; he'd probably use his observation skills to take a look before leaving.

The art of divination can reveal a person's life force or malevolent energy. Soldiers, butchers, murderers, robbers—all of them have a visible trace of life force or malevolent energy above their heads.

Lin Jiang believed Tai Nanzi and Fang Xuanzi precisely because neither of them had this thing on their heads.

He came out after about half an incense stick's time.

Lin Jiang was completely unstained by blood, which made Tai Nanzi hesitate.

"those people……"

“I’ve taken care of them all,” Lin Jiang said.

Tai Nanzi's information was accurate; there were indeed two new inner disciples who did not possess any malevolent aura.

The remaining fifteen, including those who supposedly "only stood by and watched," also possessed a considerable amount of menacing aura. Although they were not as fierce as the robbers wielding large knives, they were still three times more menacing than the butchers slaughtering pigs on the street.

Tai Nanzi glanced towards the backyard, seemingly lost in thought, and finally let out a long sigh:

"Young master, what should we do next? So many people have died; it will be difficult to cover this up."

Although he was still confused, he wasn't stupid. How was he going to explain to the outer disciples that all the inner disciples were dead tomorrow morning?

Lin Jiang, however, simply took out a lantern from his robes:
"I have my own way of handling this."

……

The night was deep, and it was the perfect time for deep sleep. The outer disciples of the Cloud-Stepping Sect all slept on the shared beds in the main courtyard, their snores rising and falling.

Suddenly, the sounds of fighting and flashes of light came from inside the courtyard. Some light sleepers were startled awake and cursed, "You naughty bastards who disturb our dreams!"

Looking out the window, flames soared into the sky in the direction of the martial arts arena, and shouts of battle drifted intermittently on the night wind.

"what happened?"

"do not know."

Upon hearing this sound, the Taoist priests sensed something was amiss and searched barefoot for items for self-defense.

They usually make a living by running around, but in this haste, they had no choice but to grip their machetes, grab their bamboo brooms, and carry their shoulder poles.

Only those with a little skill could take a peach wood sword and a few talismans, and run towards the firelight while wearing cloth shoes.

When the disciples rushed to the training ground, they were all stunned by the sight before them.

A giant spider filled the training ground and was fighting with the Taoist priests dressed in purple robes. The two sides were locked in a fierce battle, and many of the purple-robed Taoist priests were lying on the surrounding stone slabs, their fates unknown.

These outer disciples were startled and hurriedly prepared to help.

Just as the outer disciples were about to lend a hand, the giant spider suddenly raised its head and roared. The sound waves were like cones piercing the ears of everyone, making them stagger and unable to get close.

Suddenly, the spider swung its arms, sending out eight arms that instantly killed several purple-robed Taoist priests.

Then he aimed at the bottomless abyss beside him and jumped down.

The enormous figure disappeared directly into the thick clouds between the mountains.

By the time the outer disciples came to their senses, only the corpses of a few inner sect Taoist priests in purple robes remained on the ground.

Several disciples stepped forward and were horrified to see two elders hanging from the tree, already beyond dead.

In an instant, the entire Ta Yun Xiao (a fictional location) was in complete chaos.

The two purple-robed Taoist priests who had just been promoted to inner sect rushed to the scene. They didn't know what had just happened. They only heard a commotion outside and then found that the disciples were crying together.

This unexpected disaster is destined to keep the temple gates awake all night.

"Have you heard? Ta Yunxia has met with disaster!"

"Yesterday, a ferocious creature wreaked havoc on the mountain, killing many people in the clouds!"

Inside the steaming, fragrant meat shop, a few江湖人士 (jianghu figures) huddled around a greasy square table, whispering amongst themselves.

The mountain wind carrying the scent of blood swept into Changyun Town, and the wandering martial artists who had originally been waiting to ask questions today were now clutching copper coins, trying to find out the truth in the teahouses and taverns.

The entire town seemed to be bound by an invisible spider web, and even the usually noisy waiters shrank their necks, not daring to spill a single drop of soup when serving wine and dishes.

The people at this table are all broad-shouldered and burly, and they all possess the hard skills to split rocks and shatter stone tablets.

They have a title in the martial arts world: the Four Heroes of Nanshan. In reality, only thirty to fifty people in the martial arts world recognize this title. Their own skills are only at the first or second level; they are better than ordinary people in terms of fighting ability, but that's about it.

If he were really that good at fighting, he should have secured a position as an instructor at a security escort agency long ago. Why bother wandering the streets making a living by fighting and earning tips?
They came here mainly to ask for a feast, to go up on the stage and have a match, and if they won, they might even get a treasure from them.

For these江湖客 (jianghu kè kè, wandering swordsmen) like them, the kind of valuable items that require asking for money are already rare. Even if they do encounter wealthy merchants selling such items, they will be ripped off by dozens of taels of silver.

Now, things have turned out badly; they haven't received the treasure, and they can't even listen to the sermon.

The only decent thing was the twelve-day feast we had earlier, which made up for the cost.

"Brothers, right now Ta Yunxia has lost its leader, there's no guarantee that someone won't..."

Among the Four Heroes of Nanshan, the young, bearded man lowered his voice, while the other three remained silent, their gazes all sweeping towards a table on the second floor.

Over there, seven or eight men in green robes sat upright, swords hanging from their jade belts, slowly chewing on fennel beans with the tips of their chopsticks.

Baishan School

The gangs from Baishan are second-rate sects in the martial arts world, but they are the largest sects participating in this ceremony.

Those who tread the clouds and rosy clouds occupy the lowest position among the first-rate; the truly top-tier and prestigious families would not deign to attend.

Although the Baishan Sect is a prestigious sect, the Ta Yunxia Sect is currently severely weakened. The sect leader only needs to say "I am willing to help restore the sect's glory" to send his disciples to take up residence in a grand manner.

Five years later, the martial arts world only knew Baishan, and no longer had the trace of Ta Yunxia.

"Brother, watch your words! Master Bai is known for his chivalry and would never do such a despicable thing."

Someone made a comment, and the others simply continued drinking and stopped talking.

The bamboo curtain in the private room on the second floor trembled slightly. Bai Hao lowered his long eyelashes and blew away the tea foam. He twitched his ears slightly and could still hear some scattered mutterings.

He didn't say anything, he just continued drinking his tea.

Outsiders all misunderstand him. How could he possibly do such a despicable thing when Ta Yunxia is in crisis?
He only wanted to make his Baishan Gang a first-class gang, and he was just helping Ta Yunxia with that.

When the two factions voluntarily merge in the future, fellow practitioners in the martial arts world will naturally praise this meritorious deed.

However, we'll have to see how things go. Even if Ta Yunxia has a strong foundation, she might not be able to swallow it.

……

At the summit of Yunxia Peak, Lin Jiang climbed the frost-covered trees and leaped onto the stone platform, where Tai Nanzi and Fang Xuanzi were already waiting beside the lone pine tree.

"I've left the spider's corpse downstairs. You can go up on stage and talk about it later."

Lin Jiang straightened his sleeves and said to Tai Nanzi.

Yesterday, he used the lantern to create an illusion, and he also used the skill of clever speech that Zeng Yan had taught him to imitate some sounds, making the scene even more lifelike.

While the skill of persuasion may not be so sophisticated, it can be divided into three sub-methods: speaking, imitation, and singing. Speaking is not easy to detect, while singing has a more powerful persuasive effect and is extremely effective on ordinary people.

As for this imitation, it's the method Lin Jiang used last night.

Only by mimicking another person's voice with unparalleled skill can one use this technique.

Lin Jiang had never learned voice imitation, so he naturally couldn't produce such a beautiful sound, but Lantern could. Lin Jiang then transferred most of his breath to Lantern, allowing Lantern to use this technique even more effectively.

Now, all he needs to do is push Tae-nam-ja to the forefront and make her the hero who kills the spiders.

However, after hearing these words, Tai Nanzi pondered for a moment.

"Young master, can your lantern cover a small area?"

"Yes, I can." Lin Jiang asked, "What other plans do you have?"

"I fear my humble name may not be enough to convince the masses," Tai Nanzi said. "Young master, please lend me your magic weapon. There are some things that are best left to my master to say."

(End of this chapter)