I am Guhuoniao, not an umbrella demon, please do not disturb me.

However, we are destined not to be able to eat this meal today.

Bai Qingyu's dish was almost ready when suddenly a streak of seven-colored light shot over.

Bai Qingyu herself didn't even have time to react, but Luo Qie, who was staring intently at the iron pot, reacted quickly, his invisible blade light instantly slicing through the seven-colored light, but he was still a step too slow.

A delicious pot of pork ribs was smashed to pieces, and Bai Qingyu even blew up the pot.

Roche stared at the food scattered on the ground, his already cold eyes now filled with murderous intent.

In the sky, the bald man was still unaware of what had happened. It was just an attack; it was a pity it hadn't hit the Divine Phoenix.

"Luoqie, the sect leader sent me to bring the Divine Phoenix back to West Mountain." Luocha's voice came from above.

Roche turned around abruptly, and the look in his eyes sent chills down Rakshasa's spine.

"Roche, what do you want to do!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Qingyu narrowed his eyes. "Luo Che, wasting food is shameful, especially when others come and destroy our food. We went through so much trouble to get food, only to have it maliciously destroyed by others. What's the difference between that and taking lives? Have you forgotten that feeling of hunger!"

"He claims to be sent by the cult leader, but does he have any proof? Can we really determine this based on just his words?"

Clang!

As soon as Bai Qingyu finished speaking, Luo Qie drew his long sword.

It wasn't until the invisible blade of light severed both of her legs that the Rakshasa flying in the sky realized something was wrong.

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Volume 1: Chapter 110 As you command, Divine Phoenix!

Roche's invisible blade light was extremely difficult to dodge. Unlike the cool spells of ordinary cultivators, his blade emphasized extreme sharpness and speed, abandoning everything else, even its shape.

puff!

The gray-robed cultivator's legs were completely severed in the sky. He cried out in pain as a burst of seven-colored light instantly blocked Luo Qie's next few cuts. He casually reached down and scooped up his legs, enduring the pain as he reattached them.

Roche's cuts were smooth and clean, and any limbs he severed could be easily reattached.

Of course, this was just because he didn't want to exert any force; otherwise, a single slash would have shredded the severed limb into minced meat.

"Roche, you're courting death!" The bald monk in the sky was furious.

His strength was weaker than Roche's, but he was more loyal and reliable, never going against Roche's wishes. Therefore, his status in the Fate Cult was higher than Roche's, especially as he was by the side of the Fate Cult leader.

Who doesn't like an obedient and loyal dog? On the other hand, Roche, although he is obedient, occasionally fails. Roche only completes the task, and he doesn't care about the process. Sometimes he simply drags his feet and doesn't go on the task.

They say he's rebellious, but he lives in the Western Hills, where he just sits there after a full meal and doesn't care about anything else. He doesn't want status or benefits, and after more than two hundred years he's still just a disciple, not even an elder.

If you say he's loyal, and ask him to go west, he'll probably dawdle and first go east, then north, and finally west.

"You say you were sent by the cult leader, but do you have any proof?" Luo Che asked calmly, these were the words Bai Qingyu had just told him.

"You want proof of the leader's order?" Rakshasa laughed in anger. In all his years as a protector, he had never heard of needing proof to carry out the leader's orders.

He is a protector of the Dharma; in a sense, his appearance is equivalent to the appearance of the cult leader, and he represents the face of the cult leader.

Luo Qie didn't speak, but Bai Qingyu, standing to the side, directly transmitted her voice to him, "Why don't you need proof? What if you falsely claim to be acting on the leader's orders? This is no small matter. He said he's coming to take me back to Xishan, but who knows what he's really thinking? If, and I mean if, this guy is a traitor, then it will be very serious."

"Even if the cult leader really sent him, it's okay to disobey orders. He didn't bring any evidence. You're not a god who can see through everything at a glance. Disobeying orders is for the sake of the cult."

"You can give him some advice when you get back. It would be best to give him a token, otherwise if this guy betrays us and goes around falsely claiming the leader's orders, and you all get used to it, then the Fate Cult will be finished."

"How can you expect someone who doesn't even respect food to be loyal to the sect? He doesn't know how to cherish things. Even if he hasn't betrayed them yet, it's just that the other side hasn't given him enough benefits!"

After listening to Bai Qingyu's words, Luo Qie spoke again, "Please go back and bring the sect leader's token before you come back to talk to me, otherwise don't blame me for not showing any consideration for our fellow disciples."

Sheathing his longsword, Roche didn't bother to look at him again.

This infuriated the Rakshasa.

He's been competing with Roche since childhood, and aside from being weaker, in every way is he superior to Roche? Besides, how dare you, a mere disciple, speak disrespectfully to the Dharma Protector?

In the field of destiny cult, status and power represent everything, especially status.

People of high status, even if they are only one level higher, can easily manipulate those below them. Those below dare not resist at all. Because of this, female disciples of the Fate Cult either have to disfigure themselves or endure being humiliated by those above them.

Resistance is wrong; lower-level disciples have no right to say no to higher-level disciples.

This shows the Rakshasa's anger.

He was the protector, above whom were only three vice leaders, the leader, the supreme elder, and the high priest, practically standing at the top of the pyramid.

How dare a disciple be so arrogant with him?

"You disobeyed the sect leader's orders and attacked the protector. You shall be dealt with according to the sect rules." With a palm strike, a seven-colored stream of light flew towards Roche's direction.

"I am a Dharma Protector, how dare a mere disciple disobey the Dharma Protector's orders?"

Just as Roche was about to retaliate, Rakshasa sneered.

As expected, Roche paused for a moment, dodging the approaching seven-colored streak of light in a flash.

"You say I don't have any tokens of the sect leader's authority? Do I, the dignified Left Protector, need your interference?"

Another streak of seven-colored light flew out.

The colorful light exploded, and the surrounding trees and rocks visibly twisted before turning into dust, creating a huge circular crater with a diameter of thirty meters and a depth of more than ten meters.

The seven-colored streams of light shot out like arrows, one after another, and Roche dared not retaliate, only dodge. In the sky, Rakshasa sneered, clenching his fist, and the seven-colored streams of light instantly formed a cage that trapped Roche. With a flick of his wrist, the cage exploded.

Luoqie was nowhere to be seen, and Luocha squinted.

It was certainly satisfying to chase Roche around so much that he didn't even dare to fight back. Watching his former biggest rival now running around like a wild dog gave him a sense of exhilaration. However, the fact that he hadn't managed to hit Roche with a single attack was quite frustrating.

"I punished you according to the sect rules, and you still dare to evade me. Do you want to betray the sect and the sect leader? Or have you grown too big for your britches and forgotten the sect leader's kindness to you?"

Rakshasa sneered repeatedly. Even if you are the chief disciple, you cannot disobey the Dharma Protector's orders.

Do I need the cult leader's token to make you obey?

Bai Qingyu stood aside, showing no intention of intervening. Whether it was Luo Qie or the old bald man in the sky, they were all members of the Fate Cult. Wouldn't it be better for them to fight like dogs?

However, Roche's status is rather low; he's being suppressed by this old bald man using his status as a protector and doesn't dare to fight back.

It seems that the Fate Sect places great emphasis on hierarchy, but then again, which sect doesn't value status?

"Roche, don't you all say I'm the Divine Phoenix? Since I am the Divine Phoenix, my status must be about the same as your leader's, right? So, as the Divine Phoenix, I order you to give that guy in the sky a hard time."

With a quick glance, Bai Qingyu caught the key point and hurriedly spoke.

Roche was blasted into a streak of seven-colored light. This time he didn't dodge but only defended, so his injury wasn't serious.

As Rakshasa launched his second attack, countless translucent blade beams shot into the sky as he drew his sword. The second streak of light flying towards him was completely shattered by these blade beams, turning into countless stardust.

This outburst of anger shows that Roche is also holding back his rage.

He's just not good at expressing his feelings, but that doesn't mean he has no feelings. Even a clay figure has some temper, let alone a living person.

In the sky, Rakshasa was also stunned, staring at Bai Qingyu with eyes that seemed to want to tear him to pieces.

He hadn't expected it to be done this way.

For a moment, she didn't know how to refute Bai Qingyu's words.

They kept saying Bai Qingyu was a Divine Phoenix, and if she was, her status was even higher than the sect leader's—though only in name. If Bai Qingyu were to actually issue orders, no one in the sect would listen to her. But a problem soon arose: Bai Qingyu, in her capacity as the Divine Phoenix, commanded Luo Qie, and Luo Qie diligently carried it out. In terms of status alone, his identity as a protector was truly useless.

The Phoenix's command is a divine decree.

To resist or not to resist?

If you resist, it means you don't recognize the status of the Divine Phoenix and treat the totem as a joke. If you don't resist, look at how sharp those two blades in Roche's hand are.

"You heavenly protector, you attacked your fellow disciples and even attempted to attack me, the Divine Phoenix. Today, I, the Divine Phoenix, hereby strip you of your protector status. Luo Che, if he dares to resist, kill him without mercy."

"As ordered!"

Roche removed his straw hat with one hand, wielded his sword with both hands, and in the next instant appeared above Rakshasa. Without a word, he beheaded him and stabbed him in the heart, both vital points. Rakshasa was shocked, cold sweat pouring down his face, and he unleashed a burst of multicolored light to counterattack. However, Rakshasa possessed multicolored light, and so did Roche.

The seven-colored light merged and dissolved into each other. Because Roche did not specialize in this, he was slightly inferior in this aspect, but his sword was much stronger than this power of faith.

Two slashes cleaved through the Rakshasa's defenses, and with two soft thuds, one slash crossed the chest and the other severed the arm.

Countless tiny blades suddenly burst forth from the severed arm, slicing the entire arm into minced meat.

Rakshasa was not weak either. With one punch, she sent Luoqie flying. A brand new arm grew from the severed arm. Unfortunately, just as the new arm grew, the blade energy left at the original cut erupted again and cut off the newly grown arm once more.

A new arm is inherently fragile and cannot compare to the original arm; it would be rendered useless on the spot.

Bai Qingyu watched the two fighting in the sky and suddenly wondered what would happen if he ran away at this moment.

How much better is Roche than her?

If she can successfully escape this area, she will be all alone, like a fish out of water, and Roche will not be able to find her even after ten years.

She is a Guhuoniao, very skilled at flying.

Unfortunately, that protector was much weaker than Bai Qingyu had anticipated.

He was covered in wounds after only a few rounds of fighting Roche, and one of his legs and one of his arms were rendered useless on the spot.

Unable to defeat them any longer, Rakshasa shouted in despair.

"Master, save me!"

Roche paused, only to see golden light shining from Rakshasa's chest. A short, stout figure formed from golden stardust rapidly expanded and flew directly above Rakshasa.

The color gold has many meanings, mostly representing a righteous image, reminiscent of divine light, Buddha's radiance, and hope. At first glance, this short, stout figure resembled a Buddha appearing, immediately suppressing Roche's blade aura.

Bai Qingyu's expression was solemn.

This is the so-called leader of the Fate Cult who wants to invite her back.

The leader of the Fate Cult appeared, his hands behind his back, his voice deep and resonant like a Buddhist chant, "Luoqie, why did you attack your fellow disciples?"

Roche landed on the ground and knelt on one knee in greeting.

"Your Excellency, it was the Left Protector who intended to kill me; this was merely a means to save my life."

"Do you know the rules of the sect, which state that subordinates must not disobey superiors?"

"I know it myself."

"then you......"

"Just to protect myself, nothing more." Roche said calmly, surprisingly refraining from implicating Bai Qingyu.