From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 60: Martial Arts or Immortal Cultivation?

Ku Yi walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down at the snowfield. He watched as the Qingxiao Sect members surrounded Yang Jueding and his two companions. His gaze followed them forward, and his brows suddenly furrowed as he squinted.

He saw seven figures walking side by side towards the Qingxiao Sect members through the snow mist, and his expression changed slightly.

"Why are they here... Oh no!"

Ku Yi immediately turned around and hurried up the mountain.

Xu Ning and a group of Qingxiao Sect disciples arrived near Yang Jueding and the other two. Xu Ning even bypassed everyone and walked at the very front.

“Those seven people are not simple.” Zhang Yuchun came to Xu Ning’s side and said in a low voice.

Xu Ning was only slightly taller than his shoulder, but the aura she exuded at this moment far surpassed his. Her gaze was indifferent, as if she didn't take the seven people in front of her seriously.

Xu Ning simply hummed in response to Zhang Yuchun's reminder.

Zhang Yuchun turned around and saw disciples coming down the mountain in the distance, and a smile appeared on his face.

Apart from the true disciples who practiced the Hunyuan Scripture, the other disciples practiced martial arts year-round and ate very well every day. Yang Jueding did not hold back and passed on his powerful internal energy to them, which made these disciples' martial arts skills improve very quickly. Even if they could not compare to first-class masters, they were still far superior to ordinary people.

In Zhang Yuchun's view, this battle was not a crisis; he felt that Qingxiao Sect needed such a moment of training.

No martial artist has ever escaped fighting and killing. No martial arts sect can dedicate themselves to martial arts practice and witness the prowess of other martial artists in order to set higher goals.

Qin Ye approached Xu Ning with an iron rod in hand. After hesitating for a moment, he chose to step back so as not to steal his senior sister's thunder.

The Seven Masters of Qingxiao also arrived. Huang Shan, who had just reached the first level of the Nourishing Yuan Realm, was very excited and ready to show his skills. However, when he saw that there were only seven people in front of him, he calmed down.

If there are many enemies, there must be weaklings mixed in; if there are few enemies, they are likely all experts.

Having experienced life in Huangshan, he knew quite a bit about the ways of the martial arts world.

Judging from the figures of the seven people in front, they must be incredibly strong.

One by one, Qingxiao Sect disciples stepped forward and stood in a row behind Qin Ye. Li Yang looked at this scene and suddenly felt that Qingxiao Sect had changed a lot. Some of the disciples, who looked immature when he last came, now had the spirit to face the enemy.

Soon, the seven figures in the snow mist appeared: six men and one woman, each wielding weapons and wearing ghost armor, like soul-reaping messengers from the underworld.

"Senior brother, I didn't expect a bunch of kids to dare block our way."

"Don't underestimate this girl. She was able to cut my throwing knife in half. Although much of the energy on the blade dissipated, it still shows that this girl's martial arts skills are not low."

"If the legendary martial arts skills of the martial arts world really exist, then that would be a wonderful surprise."

"Indeed, our Crown Prince may seem like a carefree hermit, but he has his own purpose wherever he goes, and he should not be underestimated."

The seven people were talking amongst themselves, completely ignoring the Qingxiao Sect members.

Yang Jueding stared intently at the seven people, trying hard to recall. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he muttered to himself, "Could it be them..."

Li Yang turned to look at him, and asked in surprise, "You know them?"

"They are very likely the Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect. It is said that the Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect consist of six men and one woman, each wielding a different weapon, and all possessing abilities no less than the number one martial artist in a prefecture. One of them even once won the title of number one martial artist in Yuzhou. Since the Demonic Sect was wiped out by the imperial court, they have disappeared without a trace. I didn't expect that twenty years later, they would still be alive..."

Yang Jueding's expression turned grim, and his tone became very heavy.

As a scion of a prestigious family, Li Yang knew more about the Demonic Sect than most people in the martial arts world, and he was equally frightened.

Since the founding of the Great Li Dynasty, the most powerful martial arts sect has been the Demonic Sect, which even the three major sects of the dynasty cannot compare to.

The Demonic Sect is spread across several states, sweeping across the martial arts world. It boasts countless masters, many of whom have won the title of the number one martial artist in their respective states, and its demonic power is overwhelming.

Most importantly, the Demonic Sect was not wiped out by the righteous sects of the martial arts world, but was slaughtered by the emperor of the reigning dynasty with a large army, and it is said that they paid a considerable price for it.

It's no exaggeration to say that the most recent martial arts legend is the Demonic Sect. However, the imperial court has strictly prohibited any discussion of the Demonic Sect and destroyed all records related to it, so the younger generation rarely hears about its deeds.

"The Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect are top-tier figures within the sect, no less powerful than the Four Protectors. It's not wise to confront them head-on," Li Yang said in a low voice.

Yang Jueding stared intently at the Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect and said, "If we turn around and run now, we'll die even faster."

His gaze involuntarily shifted to Xu Ning at the front. Xu Ning had always seemed unfathomable to him, but he felt uncertain about facing the Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect.

He gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and prepared to fight alongside Xu Ning.

The Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect stopped five zhang away from Xu Ning and looked her over with a mocking expression.

The only woman among the Seven Fiends spoke up with a charming smile: "Little girl, your martial arts are quite good. Would you like to join our sect? If you agree, you can choose any of the world's most powerful martial arts techniques, and we also have various precious medicinal herbs to help you temper your body. In less than five years, you will be able to enter the realm and become a true top master."

Xu Ning did not answer. She drew her sword and pointed it at the Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect, making her attitude clear.

The Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect all wore demonic armor masks, making it impossible to see their true faces. However, judging from their gestures as they gripped their weapons, they had been enraged by Xu Ning.

Just as Yang Jueding arrived beside Xu Ning, a neighing sound resounded between the two mountains, causing him to subconsciously look up.

He recognized the hissing sound; in fact, all the disciples of Qingxiao Sect recognized it. Everyone looked up, including Xu Ning.

"What? Starting to pray to the heavens?"

The axe-wielding member of the Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect sneered. He was a burly man, like an iron tower.

They all heard the eagle's cry but didn't pay much attention. Could the Qingxiao Sect possibly use eagles to deal with them? Just then, a gust of wind descended from the sky, dispersing the snow mist above their heads. The Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect looked up in surprise, and then they were all frightened into assuming a fighting stance.

The shadows descended, pulling them into the darkness. Their demon masks revealed only their eyes, and everyone stared wide-eyed, their eyes filled with shock and fear.

A giant black eagle with a wingspan of five zhang hovered in front of them, flapping its wings continuously. Its talons hovered in the air, their sharp claws even sharper than the blades of the Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect, reflecting a cold light.

The Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect, who had roamed the martial world for decades, considered themselves the most terrifying beings in the world. Yet, upon seeing this enormous black eagle, they were all terrified. They immediately jumped back, putting distance between themselves and the eagle.

Sunlight pierced through the snow and mist, shining on the giant black eagle. The Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect stared intently, only to be horrified to discover that a man was standing on the eagle's back.

A very young and handsome man.

The Qingxiao Sect was also startled by Xiao Ba's sudden arrival, but when they saw Li Qingqiu's back, they were all excited.

Yang Jueding breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure from the Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect was immense, but fortunately, Li Qingqiu arrived.

But then again, how could he have descended from the sky while standing on the back of an eagle?

Yang Jueding was thrilled by Li Qingqiu's entrance and clenched his fists in his sleeves.

Li Yang looked up at Li Qingqiu, her mouth agape and her eyes wide with astonishment.

"Who are you, you demon?"

The whip-wielder among the Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect asked in a trembling voice, "The pressure from Li Qingqiu and Xiao Ba is too strong, making the Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect feel immense pressure."

Li Qingqiu did not reply. He raised his right hand, and in an instant, the sound of swords being drawn rang out continuously. More than a dozen iron swords in the hands of the Qingxiao Sect disciples were drawn and hovered around him.

This scene terrified the Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect, and they turned and fled.

The disciples of Qingxiao Sect stared wide-eyed. Apart from Xu Ning, even Zhang Yuchun and Yang Jueding were shocked by the scene of Li Qingqiu wielding the iron sword. Some even looked down at their own sword sheaths, thinking they were dreaming.

Standing on the eagle's back, Li Qingqiu waved his right hand forward, and in an instant, the dozen or so iron swords floating around him transformed into streaks of cold light and sped away.

A Seven Fiends master wielding twin swords turned his head and heard the sound of something cutting through the air. He immediately turned around and slashed forward with his twin swords, trying to block the incoming flying sword.

Poof——

Blood splattered as the Seven Fiends master's head was severed, his body still gripping his sword, while his twin blades shattered like mirrors and scattered in the air.

This scene terrified the other six demons. Knowing they couldn't escape, they turned around, trying to join forces to resist.

Flying swords came at an unbelievable speed, making their movements seem so slow. They were pierced through one after another by the flying swords. The female expert standing at the back was even dragged backward by the flying swords for more than ten feet, and finally nailed to the snowfield, her limbs hanging down, her eyes under the ghost armor mask filled with despair.

No sooner said than done, from the moment Li Qingqiu made his move to the sudden death of the Seven Fiends of the Demonic Sect, less than two breaths had passed.

They arrived at Qingxiao Gate before anyone could react.

In the distance, Su Xiling hurried to the edge of the cliff and just happened to see this scene. She widened her eyes, subconsciously rubbed her eyes, and made sure she hadn't seen it wrong.

Li Qingqiu stopped, and the flying swords detached from the corpses and flew back towards him. He then waved his sleeves backward, and the flying swords lost their sword energy, turning into ordinary iron swords and returning to their sheaths. The Qingxiao Sect disciples only felt a jolt in their hands, and when they looked down, they saw that their swords were already sheathed.

"Elder Yang, remember to collect the body."

As soon as Li Qingqiu finished speaking, Xiao Ba flapped its wings, stirring up a fierce wind. It soared into the air and disappeared into the snow and mist.

Even after he left, the Qingxiao Sect disciples still hadn't reacted.

Li Yang collapsed to his knees on the snow. He looked up at the sky, as if in a dream. What had he just seen?
"Is it martial arts... or immortality?"

Xu Ning looked into the distance. She sensed the aura of Zhao Linglong and Dian Ming. Before the Qingxiao Sect disciples could react, she drew her sword and rushed forward, quickly disappearing into the snow mist.

……

Inside the guest courtyard, Yan Lan held a book. He had been away from the mountain for some time, but for some reason, he was restless and unable to concentrate on reading.

"Could this calamity be more than just a calamity for the Qingxiao Sect?"

Yan Lan muttered to himself. He put down the book in his hand, stood up, and walked out of the courtyard.

Ku Er, who was recovering from his injuries, got up and followed in his footsteps.

As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, a gust of wind swept in, flattening the snow on the trees. Yan Lan raised his hand to shield himself from the falling snow, and suddenly his vision went black. In an instant, his vision returned, and he instinctively turned his head to look, his eyes widening in surprise.

He saw a huge, demonic black eagle fly over the forest, and on the eagle was a figure with its back to him.

Yan Lan froze, wondering if she had seen wrong.

Ku Er walked out of the courtyard. He didn't see Li Qingqiu, but he saw Xiao Ba. Xiao Ba's wings just happened to cover Li Qingqiu's body from the side.

"What a huge eagle! How could there be such a strange creature in these mountains?" Ku Er walked to Yan Lan's side, his voice filled with fear.

at the same time.

Li Qingqiu stepped on Xiao Ba's head and muttered, "Can you please stop being so naughty?"

　I'm updating this in advance to avoid everyone criticizing me QAQ
　　
　
(End of this chapter)