An unexpected encounter with the sleeping Little Dragon Girl leads to the annihilation of the Quanzh

Qiu Chuji raised his arm and gave a shout, and the Quanzhen disciples, carrying oil and holding torches, followed him aggressively.

The pent-up anger finally found an outlet, transforming into a soaring killing intent that swept across the entire Zhongnan Mountain.

Guo Jing walked beside the Seven Sons, looking at this team that was about to go to war, and felt that something was not right.

He came here to capture the murderer, but the scene before him clearly indicated that they were going to wipe out his entire family.

But Ma Yu spoke with absolute certainty, and Qiu Chuji and others shared a common hatred against the enemy, so as an outsider, he couldn't say anything more.

All he could do was think that when he met those people from the Ancient Tomb Sect later, he would definitely ask them all the questions and make sure no innocent people were harmed.

Inside the ancient tomb, all was as tranquil as ever.

The chill emanating from the jade bed blended with the warm light in the stone chamber, creating a strange harmony.

Lin Ye was packing a small bundle.

He moved very quietly, leaving only a few changes of clothes, some dry food, and a small packet of his own concocted wound medicine.

Little Dragon Girl sat opposite him, resting her chin on her hand, quietly watching him.

Her snow-white dress was spread on the ground, like a blooming lotus flower.

Her eyes were clear as water, reflecting the candlelight and Lin Ye's figure.

"Are you leaving?"

She suddenly spoke, her voice still as cold and clear as ever, yet carrying an almost imperceptible ripple.

Lin Ye paused, looked up, met her gaze, and smiled: "Yes, I'm going out for a bit."

Why?

Little Dragon Girl tilted her head, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings. "Isn't this place nice?"

"This place is nice."

Lin Ye said softly, "I got into some trouble outside. A bunch of annoying flies followed me, and I didn't want them to bother you, so I went out and lured them away and cleaned them up."

He downplayed the matter and went to chase away a few annoying mosquitoes.

He knew the virtues of the Quanzhen School.

Being vengeful is something ingrained in their bones.

Having killed Yin Zhiping and publicly humiliated Zhao Zhijing, Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji, given their personalities, would never let the matter rest.

Staying in the ancient tomb will only bring war here, defile this peaceful place, and may even implicate Xiaolongnu.

This is something he absolutely cannot tolerate.

Therefore, he had to leave.

He's all alone; the world is vast, where can't he go?

It's not too late to come back after he's completely terrified and subdued those annoying guys from the Quanzhen Sect.

Little Dragon Girl nodded as if she understood but not quite.

She knew nothing of the grudges and conflicts in the outside world. Her world was very simple, consisting only of the ancient tomb, her master, and Lin Ye in front of her.

She believed everything Lin Ye said.

"When are you coming back?"

She asked again, her eyes filled with an expectation she herself was unaware of.

"soon."

Lin Ye walked up to her and couldn't help but reach out and gently rub her hair.

Her hair was cool and smooth, like the finest silk.

"After I've dealt with those flies, I'll come back and make you an even better beggar's chicken."

Little Dragon Girl's eyes lit up.

She stood up, took out a small silver bell from her bosom, and handed it to Lin Ye.

The bells are engraved with intricate patterns and have an antique style.

"Master said this is a token of our Ancient Tomb Sect. Shake it, and the Jade Bees will come to your aid anywhere in Zhongnan Mountain."

Lin Ye looked at the silver bell, then at Xiaolongnu's earnest face, and felt a warmth in his heart.

He did not refuse, took it, and carefully tied it around his waist.

"Okay, I'll take it."

He packed his bundle, slung it over his shoulder, and took one last look at the stone chamber where he had lived for several days.

Here lies a peace and warmth he has never experienced in his two lifetimes.

"I'm leaving."

He turned and walked towards the tomb entrance.

"Um."

Little Dragon Girl followed behind him, step by step, leading him to the Dragon-Slaying Stone that led to the outside world.

Lin Ye reached out, preparing to activate the mechanism.

However, just as his hand was about to touch the mechanism stone wall, a muffled and huge roar suddenly came from outside!

"Boom—!"

The entire ancient tomb trembled!

The sound was someone frantically pounding on the gate of the ancient tomb with a giant log!

Lin Ye's movements suddenly froze.

The gentle smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, murderous look.

coming.

It was much faster than he had expected.

Little Dragon Girl was also startled by the sudden loud noise. Her beautiful face showed confusion and vigilance, and she subconsciously moved closer to Lin Ye.

The impacts continued, each one heavier than the last.

Immediately afterwards, a thunderous roar pierced through the heavy stone door, echoing endlessly in the empty tomb passage, carrying boundless arrogance and murderous intent.

"Listen up, members of the Ancient Tomb Sect!"

It was Qiu Chuji's voice, furious, irritable, and leaving no room for compromise.

"Hand over Lin Ye, the traitor of my Quanzhen Sect, immediately!!"

"Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless and burning this tomb of the living dead to the ground, leaving no one alive!!"

"Leave no one alive—!!"

"Leave no one alive—!!"

The shouts outside merged into one, like a raging storm, repeatedly crashing against this secluded paradise.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of kerosene.

Lin Ye slowly, very slowly, put down the bundle on his back.

He turned around, facing the direction from which the sound came.

Those eyes, which had been smiling, had now turned completely cold, as deep as an ancient, icy pool, churning with boundless rage and murderous intent.

He originally wanted to settle things peacefully and divert the trouble away.

But they came to him of their own accord, and in the most vicious way, they wanted to destroy everything he wanted to protect.

Little Dragon Girl listened blankly to the commotion outside. The phrase "not a single chicken or dog will be spared" made her feel an unprecedented threat and anger.

She looked up at Lin Ye, only to find that Lin Ye's profile, illuminated by the candlelight, revealed an unprecedented chilling quality.

"Lin Ye..."

She called softly, her voice tinged with unease.

Lin Ye didn't turn around; he simply raised his hand gently, indicating that she didn't need to worry.

His voice was calm, eerily calm.

"Long'er, it seems I can't leave for the time being."

At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, the wind howls and cranes cry.

The pungent smell of kerosene, like an invisible hand, choked all living things in the mountains and forests.

The pine trees were silent, the birds were still, and only the crackling of the burning torches and the heavy breathing of the Quanzhen Taoist priests could be heard.

Guo Jing stood at the front of the crowd, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned bluish-white from the excessive force.

His broad back was ramrod straight, like a silent mountain.

My gaze pierced through the throng of people and fixed firmly on the tightly closed, thousand-year-old stone door.

This matter had nothing to do with him.

He had never even heard of the name Lin Ye.

However, when Master Qiu Chuji recounted with grief and indignation how such a traitor had emerged from his sect, betraying his master, destroying his ancestors, and harming his fellow disciples, Guo Jing's chivalrous spirit boiled uncontrollably.

The Quanzhen School had been kind to him and had contributed to the Song Dynasty.

Such scoundrels, if not eliminated as soon as possible, will surely become a major threat to the martial arts world.

Guo Jing, for the sake of the country and its people, for the greater good of the world, will see this through to the end!

"Master Guo,"

Qiu Chuji's hoarse voice sounded beside him. In the firelight, Changchunzi's face was flushed red, and his eyes were bloodshot. "This Tomb of the Living Dead is heavily fortified; we cannot attack it by force. We have already ordered our disciples to prepare oil. If that wretched creature does not emerge soon, we will burn the tomb down!"

The ruthlessness in his words caused Guo Jing to furrow his brow almost imperceptibly.

Burning down the tomb of the living dead?

This method is far too cruel.

But on second thought, in order to force out that vicious traitor and eliminate future troubles, some sacrifices might be unavoidable.

He didn't object, but simply gave a muffled "hmm".

Once a stance is taken, it cannot be shaken.

Behind the crowd, Zhao Zhijing's eyes gleamed with an almost morbid excitement.

He personally carried a bucket of kerosene, deliberately walked around to the front gate, and poured the kerosene into the ancient tomb.

With each splash, Lin Ye's hateful face flashed through his mind.

That piece of trash, that bastard!

That piece of trash who should have been trampled underfoot and wantonly humiliated by him dared to make him lose face in public!

However, the fact that Yin Zhiping was dead made Zhao Zhijing feel extremely relieved.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Soon, all of this will be reduced to ashes by the raging fire.

Lin Ye, you're inside, burning to a crisp along with your shameless vixen!

He licked his chapped lips, a cruel and savage smile spreading across his face.

In this tense, deathly silence, where swords were about to be drawn and flames were about to erupt—"Crunch...creak...yah..."

A sharp, teeth-grinding scraping sound suddenly rang out.

The ancient, unchanging Dragon-Slaying Stone, which had been watched by countless eyes, began to slowly rise.

Everyone's breath caught in their throats at that moment.

coming!

Zhao Zhijing abruptly threw down the oil drum and, like a hyena that had smelled blood, pushed his way to the front, his eyes fixed on the ever-widening gap, his chest heaving violently.

Guo Jing's eyes suddenly sharpened, his muscles tensed, and the power of his Dragon Subduing Palm was ready to be unleashed.

Finally, the stone gate opened.

A tall, slender figure emerged step by step, against the dim candlelight deep within the tomb passage.