Fairy, help me cultivate.

Upon hearing Junping's words, Junming became even more determined to capture the three men.

However, seeing Chen Yao step forward, Junming, who was at the Golden Core stage, found it difficult to make a move. After all, they were fellow disciples, and he couldn't bully the younger one in front of everyone.

"Junping, you teach this brat a lesson."

Wu Wen was at the fifth level of Qi Refining, the lowest level, but since he was a disciple of the Soul Refining Peak, Junming couldn't assign him a task. Therefore, he asked Junping, who was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, to take action.

Seeing that Chen Yao was about to suffer a loss, Yuan He wanted to step forward to help, but Yun Li tightly held her wrist.

"you!"

She finally lost her temper.

Yun Li glanced at her disdainfully: "You look down on Hanyu Peak? Just watch obediently!"

Yuanhe struggled desperately, but couldn't break free. She tried to use her spiritual energy to summon the beast, but found that Yunli had also pressed down on her acupoints.

"Xiao Yao is only at the early stage of Qi Refining. Even if he trains his body with you, what can he accomplish in just over ten days? Senior Sister, if you don't care about him, am I not allowed to?"

She said angrily.

Yun Li ignored her and just looked at Chen Yao.

She didn't actually know what level Chen Yao had reached in combat, so she wanted to take this opportunity to observe him. Anyway, with her by his side, she would never let him get hurt.

That little girl Yuanhe is so ungrateful and noisy.

Junping looked at Chen Yao with disdain, walked closer step by step, made a hand seal, and his two hands gradually turned black, emitting the luster of black iron.

Chen Yao stared intently at him: "So it was you who framed Senior Sister Yuanhe. You're courting death."

Junping sneered: "You, a mere early-stage Qi Refining cultivator, dare to be so stubborn..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly froze, his face showing astonishment and panic.

On the other side, Chen Yao had the same expression.

The two were only five steps apart, and the demonic marks within Chen Yao's body were stirring restlessly, clearly indicating that he had discovered a kindred spirit.

This Junping (this kid) is also a spy from the Demonic Sect!

The two men stared at each other, both seeing in each other's eyes a desire to kill the other.

The reason is simple: most of the spies in the Demonic Sect are people randomly captured by the sect, marked with demonic symbols, and then sent to various other sects, so there is no real connection between them. In fact, there is a competition mechanism among the spies. Throughout the year, the spy who contributes the least intelligence will be abandoned, either discovered by the sect or left to rot and die.

Moreover, if they kill the other party, they can claim credit for eliminating a spy from the Demonic Sect, gain the sect's trust, and obtain more opportunities to gather intelligence.

Now, Chen Yao and Junping are both afraid that the other will expose their secrets, so they immediately act like madmen.

Junping stumbled, his hands lashing out at Chen Yao's temples with lightning speed.

This was clearly a deadly move made with the first gesture.

Yuanhe exclaimed in surprise.

Yun Li's eyes turned cold and fierce. Her small feet, shod in sandals, stomped on the ground, poised to strike.

Junping's claws, as hard and sharp as black iron, instantly reached Chen Yao's temples. In the blink of an eye, there was no resistance as expected when they pierced flesh and bone.

"Here!"

Chen Yao's voice rang out beside him. Junping turned around in astonishment, his chest bursting with anger.

Because he saw Chen Yao, who was only at the early stage of Qi Refining, defiantly raise his middle finger at him, he went berserk and flailing his hands, wanting to tear Chen Yao to pieces.

Chen Yao neither dodged nor evaded, but seized the opportunity and poked Junping's forehead with a finger.

The onlookers found it unbelievable; what purpose could his casual finger gesture serve other than provocation?

Yun Li had already taken a step forward, about to smash Junping's head with a punch, when she heard a crisp explosion.

The moment Chen Yaozhong pointed at Junping's head, his body went limp and flew back like a tattered sack wrapped in stones.

His head shattered into a rotten watermelon as it flew backwards.

Blood, brain matter, and broken bones exploded into a bright and beautiful flower.

For a moment, no one came to their senses.

Only Chen Yao raised his hand, looking at his raised middle finger, which had returned from jade-like to flesh-colored.

After a long while, Junping's body, which had landed with a long trail of blood, gradually stopped convulsing and died completely.

Junming and Wuwen gasped in shock, staring at Chen Yao: "How is this possible!"

"You! You actually murdered your fellow disciple! We'll see you in the Enforcement Hall!"

Wu Wen tried to run away first, but Chen Yao kicked him to the ground.

He is now at the first level of Body Refinement and has a talent attribute, so his physical strength has surpassed that of a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refinement.

Wuwen was kicked by him, fell to the ground screaming, tears streaming down his face, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Junming's spiritual energy surged, and he was about to make a move when suddenly a series of punches came crashing down on him from the side.

He cried out in pain, "Ugh, ah, ah," as he was being beaten and sent flying around like a tattered sack.

After a long while, Yun Li landed and exhaled, ending her practice.

Junming, his face bruised and swollen, finally fell to the ground, howling like a banshee.

"What level do you have to be so disrespectful to Hanyu Peak?"

Yun Li glanced at him disdainfully and released her fist.

"Why didn't you say so sooner?" Junming cried out.

Han Yufeng is crazy! If you had just said so, I wouldn't have dared to be stubborn even if I died!

Yun Li, a stay-at-home girl who rarely leaves Hanyu Peak, was someone he didn't know.

Yun Li spat: "Why didn't you say so earlier? If you had said so earlier, I wouldn't have been able to beat you up."

"Waaah—"

Junming felt wronged and helpless, and cried like a child.

Chen Yao was speechless, finding Yun Li incredibly adorable at this moment.

Yuanhe then realized what was happening and quickly went to Chen Yao to ask if he was injured.

Chen Yao shook his head to comfort him.

Yuanhe apologized to Yunli, who waved her hand dismissively.

“Junior brother, killing a fellow disciple is ultimately a troublesome matter.”

Yun Li and Yuan He frowned, pondering a solution.

Chen Yao pretended to look distressed and walked over to Junping's side, feigning surprise, "Senior Sister, look! His brain has turned into a worm!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but shudder.

This is one of the consequences of not being able to remove the demonic marks. Once one loses the control of the Demon Blood Pill, or dies unexpectedly, in addition to the body festering, the brain will also be parasitized by demonic insects. Because the festering wounds are hidden and mostly located in the internal organs, the Immortal Sect can currently only identify demonic spies by observing changes in the brain after death.

Yun Li and Yuan He approached and both showed joy on their faces.

"This person is a spy from the Demonic Sect!"

Yun Li suppressed her excitement, put on a relieved expression, and patted Chen Yao's shoulder in a mature manner: "Junior brother, you killed him, not only without fault, but also with merit!"

Yuanhe nodded repeatedly: "I didn't expect that I was right. The spies from the Demonic Sect framed the Beast Taming Pavilion in an attempt to disrupt the sect."

While the two were excitedly talking, Chen Yao quietly took Junping's storage bag.

Chapter Ten is secured! A message arrives from the Demonic Sect: High-level Blazing Fire Beast Eyes.

Before the three of them could even step out of the animal pen, a sound like muffled thunder rumbled through the air outside the gate.

Yun Li frowned, picked up Junping's corpse, and walked out first.

Yuanhe and Chen Yao exchanged a glance, and then followed her out.

More than a dozen disciples of the Kuanglu Sect were already floating in mid-air outside the door, most of them Golden Core cultivators.

The leader was dressed in a black Taoist robe, with his hair tied in three topknots. He was withered and old, with only one eye, and the purplish-black blood vessels around his blind eye looked like a spider web, twitching from time to time.

Yuanhe's face turned pale.

Chen Yao noticed and asked her in a low voice what was wrong.

“That’s Uncle Cangwu from Refining Soul Peak… He’s ruthless in enforcing the law and has refined countless people… How come even he’s been alarmed? If he insists on pursuing the crime of us beating our fellow disciples, I’m afraid even Senior Sister Yunli won’t be able to control him.”

Yuanhe answered in a low voice.

Chen Yao squinted as he sized up Cangwu.

Cangwu's one eye swept over him, and he felt a jolt in his heart, as if a large basin of icy water had been poured over his heart, almost suffocating him.

"The soul lamps of my Nanwu Peak disciples have gone out, indicating they are in the Beast Taming Pavilion. There is no one else here except you. Gentlemen, give us an explanation!"

An elderly Taoist nun standing beside Cangwu coldly surveyed the three of them.

Among the people outside the animal pen, these two had the highest cultivation levels and exuded a strong sense of oppression.

Yun Li carried the dead body and took a few steps toward them.

Cangwu frowned. As a senior member of the sect, he naturally recognized Yun Li.

"Junior Nephew Yun Li, what do you have to say?"

Without saying a word, Yun Li threw Junping's corpse toward Cangwu.

The corpse stirred up a strong wind in the air, making a sound like firecrackers.

"Too deceiving!"

The old Taoist nun was furious. With a flick of her finger, faint white lines appeared in the air in front of the corpse, gently catching it and lifting it in front of her.

"You not only killed him, but you also desecrated his corpse?"

The Taoist nun roared.

Yun Li remained expressionless, not even glancing at her, and simply said to Cang Wu, "See for yourself."

Cangwu was very dissatisfied with her arrogant and disrespectful attitude towards her elders. He snorted coldly, stared at Junping's corpse, and frowned even more.