Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

But didn't Li Linsa betray the sect?

Could it be that she also...

"Li Linsa!!!"

Jin He roared furiously. There was a shocking gash on his chest, but he didn't care about it at all. Instead, he struggled on the ground and uttered extremely angry words.

"Even you intend to betray the Demon Dynasty?!"

Li Linsa completely ignored Jin He's words. She knew that she couldn't kill Jin He with her own abilities, so she could only rely on Xun Ranqing, who was at the peak of the Void Transformation stage: "Sect Master, hurry! Otherwise it will be too late!!"

Although Xun Ranqing was also unclear about the situation, right now was indeed the best opportunity to kill Jin He.

He could only put all his doubts aside, and with a single step, he moved with incredible speed, arriving in front of Jin He, who was struggling on the ground, in the blink of an eye. Looking at Jin He's ferocious expression, he raised his spear and thrust it forcefully into Jin He's heart.

puff!

This time, blood gushed out like a fountain.

Jin He, who had fallen to the ground, struggled frantically, his body convulsing, staring at Xun Ranqing in disbelief, uttering mute words.

"Xun Ranqing...you...you actually..."

Anger and hatred flashed across Jin He's face as he gripped the spear tightly, trying to escape.

Blood continued to gush out, and Jin He stared wide-eyed, looking just like someone facing death.

Xun Ranqing showed no mercy to Jin He, and immediately increased his strength by three points, causing the spear to pierce through Jin He's heart completely.

Soon, the elder who had fallen into demonic possession fell silent and stopped struggling.

And that's... the end...

As Xun Ranqing watched Jin He's eyes gradually glaze over and he lost the ability to struggle, his trembling hands finally stopped, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.

"In that case... then..."

Before the words were finished...

Xun Ranqing was utterly astonished to see Jin He, who should have already turned into a corpse, suddenly grin.

Yes, the dead man laughed.

After that fleeting smile, he clearly saw the corpse that had died by his gun turn into a pool of blood, which then rose into blood vapor and disappeared without a trace, accompanied by a gust of cold wind.

what happened? !

"Sect Master, you are indeed a little naive."

The teasing words echoed in his ears, startling Xun Ranqing, who quickly turned around.

What awaited him was a blade he couldn't dodge in time.

He felt a piercing pain in his abdomen, followed by a tremendous force. As his hands lost their strength, his spear was flung out, and he was sent flying far away, landing right on the spot where the sect leader had been standing.

Xun Ranqing, clutching the wound overflowing with demonic energy, hurriedly used his spiritual energy to suppress the scattered demonic energy. At the same time, he raised his astonished and incomprehensible eyes, looking at the old man in the distance as if he were looking at a ghost.

——Jin He.

In the cold wind, the old man stood with his clothes swaying slightly, his hands behind his back, completely unharmed, and his face was vigorous.

He looked at Xun Ranqing with a smile and said, "Is this blood incarnation of mine real enough?"

"Blood...incarnation..."

Xun Ranqing muttered to himself as he tried to stand up again, but the wound on his abdomen prevented him from moving an inch.

Upon seeing this, Jin He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Sect Master, I advise you not to act rashly. This dagger is a demonic weapon that has been tempered by essence blood. If you are hit by this dagger, you will turn into pus within half a minute without the suppression of spiritual energy, and you will die without a trace."

"However, with your current spiritual energy, you probably won't last long. You should just sit obediently in your sect leader's seat and watch yourself die little by little."

Seeing Xun Ranqing's deathly pale face, Jin He felt a surge of pleasure. He laughed loudly three times, then turned his gaze to a woman who looked flustered.

Surrounded by a dark shadow, Jin He moved forward in an instant, arriving in front of Li Linsa in the blink of an eye.

With a swift movement, the experienced hand precisely grasped Li Linsa's neck, lifting this maternal patriarch of the Ranshan Sect into the air, wisps of demonic energy flowing from his right arm.

“Grandfather Li, I never expected that even you would dare to betray the Demon Dynasty.”

Li Linsa gritted his teeth, struggling to grip Jin He's hands tightly amidst the pain, trying to break free: "Ranshan Sect... is... a righteous sect... and will not... associate with the Demon Dynasty..."

"Ha, even you are so ungrateful."

Jin He threw a punch, which landed squarely on Li Linsa's chest!

With a thud, a fist-shaped indentation appeared in Li Linsa's chest, and he coughed up blood, collapsing to the ground, too weak to get up again.

On the other side, Ding Bo was startled by the sight and rushed towards Jin He.

"Jin He!!"

"Here to die?"

Ding Bo was only at the Nascent Soul stage, and at this moment he was completely blinded by his own rage, which is why he rushed over so recklessly. Jin He then struck out with a palm at Ding Bo!

The difference in cultivation level was too great. Ding Bo was unable to withstand Jin He's ordinary palm strike. His entire right arm was smashed and ulcerated, and he flew out and crashed heavily to the side of Sect Master Xun Ranqing.

For a moment, Xun Ranqing, Ding Bo, and Li Linsa were all unable to fight.

Inside the arena, only Jin He remained.

He smiled wickedly with satisfaction, his gaze shifting between the three men.

"Not bad...not bad...I'm very satisfied with how you all look! Hahahaha—"

Jin He smiled coldly, walked up to the fallen Jin He, and stepped on his chest.

He bent down, his eyes wide, as if wondering or confused, and asked in a sarcastic tone, "Oh dear, Uncle Ding... where is that great power you spoke of?"

"Now you're almost dead, almost becoming my blood spirit, and where is that omnipotent great man you speak of? Where is he?!"

Ding Bo remained silent, only gazing into the distance.

Jin He burst into maniacal laughter: "Hahahaha... It's all just a bluff. No one can save your Ranshan Sect, no one..."

call out.

The arrow pierced the air.

A chill ran down his spine, and Jin He felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. The moment he turned around, all he saw was a silver arrow.

He tried his best to dodge, but the arrow seemed to transcend space, disappearing in an instant and reappearing to strike his chest.

boom!

Hundreds and thousands of sharp spiritual energy burst open inside Jin He's body, and a large amount of blood overflowed from all the orifices on his body, turning him into a blood-soaked figure in an instant.

The intense pain startled him, causing him to stagger back several meters. At the same time, he channeled his demonic energy to repair his internal organs and bones, which had been nearly shattered by the sharp spiritual energy.

"Who goes there?!"

He questioned angrily, but his tone was tinged with shock.

That arrow... he couldn't dodge it at all, and its power was terrifying. If he were hit by two arrows in a short period of time, his demonic energy wouldn't have time to heal him!

Who is it? Who has come?!

Li Linsa clutched the wound on his chest, his brows furrowing slightly as he recalled the arrow that had struck him.

"This arrow...was it hers?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned toward the direction from which the arrow had come.

A beautiful figure came into view.

She wore bizarre black and white clothing, black stockings covering her slender legs, and had a head of dazzling, smooth silver hair cascading down her back. She possessed extremely delicate facial features, but her face wore a cold expression.

The woman, who looked no more than twenty years old, wore black high heels and walked with a listless gait. She had the same dead fish eyes as someone else and lazily held a black longbow in her right hand.

She yawned nonchalantly, then looked at the crowd on the platform with a listless expression, as if she had just woken up, and said something.

"Going to a party? How about I come along?"

24. Summon the Demon

Neither Xun Ranqing nor Ding Bo had expected her to come.

This mysterious and powerful figure has intricate connections with the Ranshan Sect. Although they are not related by blood, he has secretly provided the Ranshan Sect with considerable financial assistance.

The merchant guild she leads is unique in Cangyue City; other merchant guilds can only be considered vassals, and in terms of wealth, even the City Lord's Mansion might not be able to compare with her.

But wealth was only one aspect; the most precious thing this mysterious powerhouse gave to the Ranshan Sect was a cultivation technique she created herself.

This is the same cultivation technique that my maternal grandfather, Li Linsa, is currently practicing.

Prior to this, no one had ever seen this powerful figure make a move; all that was known was that his cultivation had at least reached the Void Realm, that he moved like the wind, and that his whereabouts were unpredictable.

Its sudden appearance here is truly astonishing.

Li Linsa gazed at the distant figure with complicated emotions... She still remembered the moment when this mysterious master bestowed upon her that ever-changing cultivation technique.

After that, she had very little communication with this powerful figure, and the few times they did cross paths were only by chance.

She knew very little about this powerful being; the only certainty she had was the being's name.

Her surname is Ye, and her given name is Yuchan.

The woman casually brushed aside a strand of silver hair from her temple, took a step forward, and the ground beneath her feet suddenly sank, revealing indescribable distortions. When the distortions disappeared, she found herself standing on the platform before everyone's eyes.

Ye Yuchan stood in front of Li Linsa, her back to the maternal grandfather of the Ranshan Sect, her gaze fixed on Jin He, who was looking at her with a wary expression. She slowly said, "Although I didn't witness what actually happened, I can roughly imagine a plot of about forty or fifty thousand words..."

"To put it bluntly, it's about criminals trying to seize power; I understand this kind of plot."

Speaking nonsensically, Ye Yuchan stood in front of Li Linsa, appearing completely unguarded.

His entire body was clearly full of flaws, but for some reason, Jin He felt a strange sense of fear towards the person in front of him, as if any rash move he made would bring disaster upon himself.

Jin He, his body emitting black smoke, took a step back, bent over, and stared intently at the silver-haired woman: "Are you the mysterious powerhouse that my maternal grandfather once mentioned?"

"Probably so."

Jin He narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively, "Are you from Xiandu?"

"Xiandu? I have no interest in a place like that."

Upon hearing that Ye Yuchan was not from Xiandu, Jin He's wariness immediately lessened.