Fairy, help me cultivate.

"Who's talking about love!"

Lingzhou suddenly stood up, turned around and glared angrily at the long-bearded old man.

The long-bearded old man sneered: "I hope you're clear-headed and don't tarnish the sect's reputation."

He raised his voice: "Xu Mu hasn't returned for a long time, go and find them."

After saying that, he didn't even glance at Lingzhou and started poking at the campfire in front of him.

They didn't even give her the fire demon bats that could conceal their presence.

Lingzhou gritted her teeth and looked at him.

The disciple who had fallen off the cliff came over and said, "Junior sister, I'll go with you."

"No, you have another task. Come here and pluck the feathers off this pheasant and groom it!"

The long-bearded elder threw over a dead chicken.

The disciple took it, and said blankly, "You want me to do kitchen work?"

"There's no other way. Everyone has important things to do right now and needs to focus on cultivation and recovering their strength. Only cooking is relatively simple, so I'm not worried about you making a mess of it."

The long-bearded old man spoke coldly.

The disciple gritted his teeth and pursed his lips, gave Lingzhou an apologetic look, and went to pluck feathers from the stream not far away.

Lingzhou gave a wry smile and prepared to go find Xumu.

I advise you not to go.

Chen Yao said without turning his head.

Lingzhou glanced at him and said, "I am different from you. After all, I am a disciple of the Kuanglu Sect."

The long-bearded old man naturally heard Chen Yao's words as well, and snorted coldly: "Just who are you, sir? Why do you have to meddle in everything? What right do you have to interfere in the internal affairs of my Kuanglu Sect?"

Chen Yao sat with his knees drawn up at the end of the cliff, not turning around, and said with a smile, "I just couldn't bear to see her killed by a villain."

"Who was the villain? And why did they die?"

The long-bearded old man suddenly stood up, and several colorful feathers suddenly landed on his shoulder.

He was taken aback: "Xu Zhi, what are you doing...?"

Looking back at the stream, the disciple who had been plucking feathers was nowhere to be seen, and ripples spread across the water where he had just squatted.

"W-what happened?"

The disciples who were busy cultivating and recovering their strength by the campfire suddenly panicked.

"Master...Master! You!"

A disciple pointed a trembling finger at the top of the long-bearded old man's head.

The long-bearded old man looked up.

A drop of bright red blood fell between his eyebrows.

Chapter 181 Chicken

Before the long-bearded old man could see what was above him, a mass of flesh and blood crashed down and blinded him.

The flesh and blood seemed to be still writhing.

"what!"

The long-bearded old man growled angrily in a low voice, then reached out and flicked the blood and flesh off his face.

The mass of flesh and blood splattered onto the face of a disciple nearby. The disciple screamed and jumped into the fire. The flames engulfed him in an instant. He struggled, covering his face with his hands, but it seemed he couldn't break free no matter what.

The fear of flesh and blood was greater than the burning of flames.

The surrounding disciples avoided it and retreated in panic.

The long-bearded old man drew his sword and ripped open the flesh on the man's face, but the man's face was a bloody mess, and he died at that moment, collapsing into the campfire.

A nauseating stench filled the air, and the sizzling sound of flames gnawing at the corpses was incessant.

Everyone was horrified.

The long-bearded old man picked at the lump of flesh and blood and found that it was just a pile of chicken intestines.

"Xu Zhi, how dare you! You're willing to become a demon to take revenge on us?"

He was furious, and his longsword whistled as it cleaved through the mountain wind, but it was aimed directly at the boat.

Lingzhou was puzzled.

Do you feel the same way?

The long-bearded old man said fiercely, and the other disciples also looked at Lingzhou with hostility.

Lingzhou took a step back, sensing the uncontrollable killing intent emanating from the long-bearded old man's sword tip, which was flashing with crimson fire.

Something's wrong, everything's wrong.

She looked down at the clump of chicken intestines, unable to understand.

Chen Yao still hugged her knees, using her buttocks as a fulcrum, and swayed back and forth leisurely, seemingly oblivious to everything behind her.

Time seemed to stand still on the tip of the old man's sword.

Lingzhou dared not move.

No one else dared to move.

Everyone was waiting for the long-bearded old man's sword tip to move.

However, it was not the tip of the long-bearded old man's sword that moved first.

A rooster's crow broke the stillness around the campfire.

The disciples turned around, and a gutted, featherless chicken opened its abdomen and wings, baring its teeth and claws as it pounced at them.

It didn't resemble a stiff corpse at all, but rather a boneless worm.

The disciples retreated to the edge of the cliff, but the disciple who was closest to the edge still could not escape his fate.

"Ahhh!"

The piercing screams echoed far and wide on the eastern slope of Demon Peak.

The disciple's head was encased in the dead chicken's abdominal cavity, as if a chicken had grown on his head. His whole body was convulsing and kicking, clearly in extreme pain.

It looks rather comical.

But no one found it funny; they just felt a chill run down their spines.

The long-bearded old man had moved the tip of his sword away from Lingzhou and instead pointed it at the disciple.

With a flick of the sword, a flash of cold light, the dead chicken shot into the sky, crashed heavily to the ground, and splashed a pool of bright red blood.

All eyes turned to that disciple.

The headless disciple twitched a few times before collapsing to the ground.

"He's not going to make it."

The long-bearded old man dodged in front of the chicken and pinned it to the ground with a single sword strike.

The chicken's soft neck wrapped around the sword, and it squawked shrilly at him.

Seven or eight swords rushed over, and the dead chicken was cut into eight pieces before it stopped moving.

The chicken's head rolled out of its belly, as if corroded by acid.

"What...what exactly is going on?"

Lingzhou asked in a murmur.

Chen Yao sighed: "The top of my head."

Lingzhou looked up at the drifting clouds overhead, not immediately understanding his meaning.

"The Fire Demon Bats... have disappeared!"

Some people said it was hard to believe.

The long-bearded old man then seemed to awaken from a dream.

He glared hatefully at Lingzhou and Chen Yao, then waved his hand at the disciples: "This place is no place to stay any longer, come with me!"

"Go? Where are you going?"

One disciple, on the verge of collapse, pointed at the long-bearded elder and laughed loudly: "Without the cover of the fire demon bats, we don't know how long we've been exposed! Maybe we're surrounded by demons! Where are we supposed to go... uh!"

Before he could finish speaking, the long-bearded old man stabbed him to death in the chest with a sword.

The long-bearded old man wiped the blood splattered on his face, his eyes trembling as he said, "Those who shake the hearts of the people shall die!"

The disciples dared not move again, but their morale continued to plummet.

"go!"

The long-bearded old man ignored Lingzhou, Chen Yao, and the child, and led the other disciples forward.

But the hurried footsteps soon stopped.

"Xu Mu! Why are you only coming back now?"

Beneath the swaying, dancing shadows of the trees, the long-bearded old man asked warily.

Xu Mu did not answer, but simply approached the old man step by step.

"slow!"

The old man pointed his sword at him: "Stop there!"

Xu Mu's shoulders trembled twice, and he knelt down with a thud: "Master! My two junior brothers are dead!"

"If you're dead, you're dead. Explain what happened to you!"

The long-bearded old man dared not put down his long sword.

Xu Mu looked up, tears streaming down his face: "My two junior brothers and I grew up together, as close as brothers!"