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With her graceful figure, she looked like a fairy under the moonlight.

If someone were nearby, they would surely gasp in surprise, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Seeing Lin Yaoxie dressed in a black robe, his tall figure and the black robe suited him well, and under the moonlight, he looked incredibly handsome.

Lin Yaoxie was extremely confident in his appearance. He looked at Biyao with a hearty laugh, took out the spirit wine he had bought from a mortal at the foot of the Ghost King Sect, and threw a pot of it at Biyao.

"The night is long, and it would be a pity to admire the starry sky without fine wine to accompany it." With a faint smile, Lin Yaoxie drank the wine.

Lin Yaoxie naturally knew about Biyao; she was a girl with a real story from her childhood.

As for Zhang Xiaofan, according to the plot, he only won Biyao's heart at her most critical moment. But what was the result? Considering that Biyao committed suicide for love, while Zhang Xiaofan ended up living happily ever after with Lu Xueqi, Lin Yaoxie felt quite resentful.

"You look at me strangely, as if you pity me." Biyao's eyes were strange, as if she was very curious.

Lin Yaoxie's eyes were filled with pity, unlike the other Ghost King Sect disciples who were infatuated, adoring, greedy, or obsessed.

Only one kind of pity touched Biyao's heart.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lin Yaoxie pointed to the highest star in the sky.

"See that? That star is called the Ancient Firefly Star. According to ancient records, it is the Star of Fate. In ancient times, there was a man named Dayu who met and fell in love with a woman who was his enemy in the abyss. Then Dayu encountered a great battle, and the woman protected him with her soul. In the end, Dayu and the woman of the sect spent their lives together." Lin Yaoxie's eyes were strange, and then he sighed.

He didn't say it explicitly, but hinted at it indirectly.

This trip to Kongsang Mountain was full of changes. Even if you know the plot well, what good is it? You should know that there are many monsters in Kongsang Mountain. Not to mention that a fifth-level Jade Purity cultivator might perish if he encounters a pack of Blood Red Wolves, even a sixth-level Jade Purity cultivator might perish.

Therefore, the two of them, with astonished eyes, stood beneath the changing stars, guarding this place. 060

Back in his room, he fell into a deep sleep, with the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles placed beside him. There was a mechanism at the door; if the red line was touched, the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles would be activated, which was extremely terrifying.

Although the mischievous boy was on good terms with Lin Yaoxie, he knew Lin Yaoxie's cautious and eccentric nature, so he would call softly from outside the door when knocking. As for Biyao, although she was lively, she was reserved as a girl.

The sunlight shone on his face, and when he looked up, he saw that the mechanism had not been activated.

Lin Yaoxie stood up. He knew that approaching the training grounds at this time was extremely dangerous. Moreover, the most dangerous thing about the training grounds was not the demonic beasts, but the cultivators undergoing the training. They could never have imagined that they would be treated like this.

Some violent cultivators would even take its blood or use it as bait to lure or fight off monsters alone. As for the unlucky cultivator, he would be bitten to death by the monster or tortured.

This is the world of cultivators. In my childhood, there was also the world of martial arts. Lin Yaoxie had experienced countless human evils, so it was very difficult for him to truly trust people completely.

In this respect, he is similar to Biyao. Unless he is deeply shocked at the critical moment of life and death, Lin Yaoxie will never believe that someone exists.

Even among close friends, there are countless instances of people harming each other behind the backs of even ten-year-old confidants, especially in the cultivation world.

Chapter Twelve Strange Records

Cultivation is essentially a struggle against heaven and earth, against all things, and against fellow cultivators.

The night was long. After waking up and washing up, the mischievous boy went to the forest to find wood. He washed up the rice porridge and prepared to cook it.

Biyao stood up, still wearing a green dress. Against the backdrop of lush green plants, she looked exceptionally beautiful, with a cool and aloof appearance but a lively and unconventional personality.

Perhaps because of their conversation last night, Biyao was no longer wearing her veil. She skipped and hopped to the outside of the porridge-cooking fence and asked with a smile, "Who cooked this porridge today? It's so delicious!" "It was Brother Lin, Miss Biyao. You know, Brother Lin is extremely skilled in culinary arts, and his cultivation is not exactly dry either," the mischievous boy replied with a laugh.

When it comes to cooking porridge and rice, Lin Yaoxie considers himself an expert.

Having been an orphan since childhood, Lin Yaoxie treated him very well.

The golden rice porridge was fragrant and delicious. The mischievous boy ate three bowls, and even the usually reserved Biyao couldn't resist eating two.

In the world of immortals and heroes, even rice porridge is made from spirit rice of the highest quality.

The group left, now very close to Mount Kongsang. They rode three black horses, all dressed in black robes, except for Biyao, who wore a long green dress.

As Lin Yaoxie entered a Broken Back Mountain Range, he couldn't help but frown. He saw a dozen or so cultivators in green robes staring coldly at him.

"Damn it, these are cultivators from the Qingyun Sect. This is our Ghost King Sect's training day. How could the damned Qingyun Sect be here?" The mischievous boy's expression changed drastically, and he drew his black longsword from behind.

At this moment, everyone naturally knew that the group of Qingyun disciples had surrounded them with the intention of killing them.

The Demonic Path and the Qingyun Sect have always been like this. Qingyun Sect disciples can receive rewards for killing Demonic Sect disciples, and the same applies to the Ghost King Sect. So, if the two forces don't meet, that's fine, but once they do, it will inevitably be a fierce battle, which is extremely terrifying.

This was the case for everyone at that time, and it was even described as extremely terrifying in historical records.

At this moment, everyone looked on in amazement, quite shocked by this change.

"Ghost King Sect disciples, for every outer disciple you kill, you receive one hundred spirit stones; for an inner disciple, five hundred; and for an elite disciple, one thousand. Lin Yaoxie, you are an elite disciple, so prepare to die!" The leader was none other than Zhang Xiaofan, his eyes filled with extreme killing intent.

Lin Yaoxie was also furious. It was no use talking to Zhang Xiaofan about anything else now, because Zhang Xiaofan was already convinced that Lin Yaoxie was the one who massacred Caomiao Village and Shi Village.

Furthermore, the elders of Qingyun Sect also directly stated that Lin Yaoxie had massacred the two villages.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaofan hated Lin Yaoxie to the bone. When he saw Biyao, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but then he regained his composure and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan felt that everyone around Lin Yaoxie was a bad person, so he was immediately enraged, his eyes filled with extreme killing intent, wishing he could kill Lin Yaoxie alive.

"Brother Lin, what's going on?" The mischievous boy asked curiously, because he saw that the leader of the Qingyun disciples particularly hated Lin Yaoxie, and it seemed that this killing was for Lin Yaoxie.

"Do you know about Stone Village and Grass Temple Village? A self-proclaimed righteous sect slaughtered civilians for evil artifacts, but it was actually my doing. As for this guy, he's just a pathetic wretch who doesn't even know who his enemy is." Looking at Zhang Xiaofan, Lin Yaoxie's voice was extremely cold, and then he couldn't help but mock him.

Lin Yaoxie always held a mocking attitude towards Zhang Xiaofan. His village was massacred, but Zhang Xiaofan preferred to believe the so-called rumors and gossip, which was his belief.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan no longer possessed any so-called luck, Lin Yaoxie didn't even bother to kill him.

“I know the whole story. So that’s how it is. The Qingyun Sect cultivators, Grass Temple Village, and Stone Village were massacred. It was clearly your outer disciples who slaughtered them to cultivate demonic artifacts. Although my Ghost King Sect is a demonic sect, we have never killed ordinary people in the mortal world. This is still the case now.” Biyao said calmly, her eyes showing indifference.

Zhang Xiaofan was even more enraged. He was already consumed by rage and couldn't hear anything else. His eyes were filled with extreme brutality. He simply couldn't believe that it wasn't Lin Yaoxie who did it.

Seeing Biyao's cold gaze towards Zhang Xiaofan, Lin Yaoxie couldn't help but smile. He had indeed changed the cause and effect; at least now, Biyao's impression of Zhang Xiaofan was vastly different.

To say that Zhang Xiaofan is pitiful is utterly laughable. Is Zhang Xiaofan really so pitiful that he harbors such hatred?

Lin Yaoxie was very familiar with human nature, and Zhang Xiaofan subconsciously forced himself to believe that it was Lin Yaoxie who had killed his village, because at this moment he had unwavering faith in his sect.

It was only because his sect was a prestigious and righteous one that he could not listen to anyone's words.

"Senior Sister Biyao, there's no need to explain. Whether he understands or not, he's pathetic, but even more deserving of death." Lin Yaoxie was filled with killing intent. He wouldn't kill a pitiful person, but he dared to kill a laughable fellow.

With the Ghostly Spear on his back and his eyes filled with extreme killing intent, Lin Yaoxie was already extremely arrogant, but now his eyes were even colder, making people feel a chill.

",?kill."

Lin Yaoxie roared and threw out a Exploding Pill.

At this moment, all the disciples of Qingyun Mountain were gathered together. The dozen or so disciples were naturally extremely proud, never expecting that the Ghost King Sect cultivators possessed such a terrifying one-time self-destructing divine artifact.

In an instant, a tremendous explosion ripped through the crowd, killing thirteen Qingyun disciples and cultivators. Two more lay on the ground groaning in agony, while only Zhang Xiaofan remained, his face filled with shock.

shock.

"I'll let you go, but I'll teach you what evil truly is." Looking at Zhang Xiaofan, Lin Yaoxie sheathed his demonic spear, not making a move. At this point, Zhang Xiaofan was utterly insignificant.

They can even kill at will.

However, Lin Yaoxie did not make a move because he wanted to let this guy know who the mastermind was, and to see how ridiculous his self-righteous and self-righteous path to enlightenment was.

If, much later, Zhang Xiaofan learns of what will happen next, he will surely be extremely tyrannical, and his own sect will be the culprit. Thinking of this, I wonder how Zhang Xiaofan will face the bow.

The crisis was over, but the mischievous boy was still very nervous.

"Brother Lin, you are indeed ruthless. But why didn't you kill that Qingyun disciple? You know you were framed." Wan couldn't help but frown and ask curiously.

For Lin Yaoxie, killing Zhang Xiaofan was unnecessary; his true purpose was to sever the connection between Zhang Xiaofan and Biyao, and that was enough.

However, now it seems that Biyao's eyes are cold. Although she feels great sympathy for Zhang Xiaofan, she truly feels sorry for him. It is just sympathy. Moreover, Zhang Xiaofan has now fallen into the clutches of his inner demons and is convinced that Lin Yaoxie is the one who did it. In comparison, he trusts his sect more.

Chapter Thirteen Kongsang Mountain

Lin Yaoxie smiled calmly, pointed to Kongsang Mountain in the mountain range and laughed: "Having arrived at Kongsang Mountain, we have arrived at the training ground. You naughty child, be careful. Hahaha, the world is vast and Kongsang Mountain is boundless."

Entering Kongsang Mountain meant entering a training ground. Everyone looked on with astonishment, knowing that this was an ancient training ground.

Upon entering Kongsang Mountain, they did not see any other Ghost King Sect cultivators. Lin Yaoxie, carrying the Ghost God Spear on his back, said with icy eyes, "It seems that Qingyun disciples have infiltrated and are undergoing the same training in Kongsang Mountain. It's dangerous now, everyone be careful."

“Yes, but Kongsang Mountain is a training ground for my Ghost King Sect. What are the Qingyun disciples doing here?” The mischievous boy couldn’t help but frown.

“Investigate,” Biluo said decisively.

Lin Yaoxie couldn't help but glance at Biluo a few times. Only by getting to know Biluo closely could he truly appreciate her extraordinary talent and intelligence.

After settling the black horse in, the group headed towards a mountain range.

For everyone, the purpose of visiting Kongsang Mountain was to search for extraordinary spiritual herbs, which were truly recorded in ancient texts and would bring about extremely strange changes after consumption.

"Let's form a team, how about it, Miss Biluo?" Lin Yaoxie asked, looking at Biluo with a wicked smile.

"That's good, it's safer." After a moment's thought, Biluo nodded.

The three of them were walking in the dense forest when they saw two corpses of Ghost King Sect disciples ahead, one of which was a Qingyun disciple in blue robes.

"Damn it, this is very bad. Who knows how many Qingyun disciples and cultivators have infiltrated here?" The mischievous boy couldn't help but frown.

Although there are many struggles within the Ghost King Sect, the most important principle is that disciples must help each other. Upon seeing the corpse of the mischievous boy and the evil demon Lin, they covered it up on the spot.

This is the world of cultivators, especially those caught between two powerful forces; a single misstep can lead to certain death.

At this moment, everyone in Qingyun Mountain looked at the strange sights and was quite cautious.

Behind Mount Kongsang, in a swampy area, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

Because in the swamp before them lay the terrifying demonic beast, the Ghost King Crocodile, a creature at the third level of the Jade Purity Realm, and possessing a certain level of intelligence.

At this moment, in a swamp, a pure white lotus flower grows, emanating a faint and strange spiritual aura, extremely rich, yet it is a mysterious (aefe) substance.

"This is the Nine Divine Lotus Root, a top-grade spiritual medicine. Legend has it that consuming it can drastically change the human body. It seems we've had good luck this time." Lin Yaoxie couldn't help but look at him with amazement.

When Lin Yaoxie arrived at the Ghost King Sect, he swept through those strange ancient records in order to control this world. So, he naturally has a keen eye for the supernatural and knows about those strange records.

To truly understand a world, one must be familiar with strange records. These records concern some kind of origin, strange and mysterious. At this moment, everyone couldn't help but look at them with wonder.

Lying outside the swamp, in a dense forest, people gazed with strange eyes at the lotus flowers in the swamp.

"Brother Lin, this is a three-headed demonic crocodile, at the third level of the Jade Purity Realm. You must know that demonic crocodiles are incredibly fast, and when they go berserk, they can reach the fifth level of the Jade Purity Realm. They are very difficult to deal with." The mischievous boy couldn't help but say.

He frowned, then his eyes flashed strangely.

The demonic crocodile was very difficult to deal with because it was a transformed crocodile, causing everyone to frown.

"Shh, there's a sound ahead." Lin Yaoxie's senses were extremely sharp, and he still managed to detect the faint footsteps coming from the bushes ahead.

This is a strange situation. Kongsang Mountain is vast, and it's incredibly difficult to encounter an acquaintance. Yet, with the addition of Qingyun disciples, it's become even more precarious.

Someone had already informed the outer sect elders, who told everyone to treat this as a training exercise and that there couldn't possibly be any more powerful figures present.

The elders of the Ghost King Sect didn't care about such beings at all. As long as it wasn't a Qingyun disciple with too high a cultivation level who came in, that was fine. Those with similar cultivation levels could be considered as training. As for their deaths, that was a common occurrence for cultivators.

Therefore, Elder Wu'an, the Grand Elder of the Ghost King Sect's Inner Sect, directly transmitted his voice to everyone from a thousand miles away.