I'm just lazing around cultivating in the world of Jade Dynasty.

"Junior brother, calm down!"

"Why, why are you all..."

Lin Jingyu was in tears and in great pain. Despite being stopped by several disciples, he continued to struggle and roared at the people of Tianyin Temple.

At this moment, facing the gazes of everyone around him, Faxiang first recited a few Buddhist chants, and then slowly said:

Five years ago, Uncle-Master Puzhi came to Qingyun Sect to discuss the matter of dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism with Sect Leader Daoxuan, but was rejected by Daoxuan. Disheartened, Uncle-Master Puzhi returned alone and later met Benefactor Zhang in Grass Temple Village...

Zhang Xiaofan listened quietly to Faxiang's explanation, but he increased the speed at which he circulated the Tranquility Mantra.

The Bloodthirsty Bead also shone brightly from time to time, seemingly responding to Zhang Xiaofan's idea.

Thus, the story of Puzhi imparting the Great Brahma Prajna to Zhang Xiaofan and then killing the villagers of Caomiao was recounted by Faxiang.

However, the expression within the Qingyun Sect was also grim, as the person who fought Puzhi possessed the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique!

In other words, there was a traitor within the organization.

This is a family scandal!

Dao Xuan also sighed. He wanted to cover it up, but Tianyin Temple already knew, and the truth could not be concealed.

Just then, Cangsong entered from outside the hall and felt somewhat embarrassed when he heard Faxiang say that the masked man was using the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique.

But it disappeared in an instant.

What's there to worry about when you're about to die?

He turned to Dao Xuan and Li Qing'an to gesture.

Fortunately, the Demonic Sect is now on the verge of collapse and has no choice but to act.

Although there were some doubts, they were no longer of any concern.

The demonic sect led by Yu Yangzi of Changsheng Hall, and even the Ghost King Sect, all wanted to break into Qingyun Sect and abduct or kill Qingyun disciples who could forge the Nine Heavens Divine Weapons.

Li Qingan nodded, then turned to look at Lu Xueqi and transmitted his voice, "Xueqi, be careful in a moment!"

'be safe?'

Hearing the familiar voice beside her, Lu Xueqi frowned slightly and looked at Li Qing'an. Taking advantage of the chaos in the Yuqing Palace, she tried to slowly move to Li Qing'an's side.

"Xueqi!"

Shuiyue felt somewhat displeased watching the interaction between the two.

How could they be so brazen in this situation?

Shuiyue cursed inwardly, 'This Li Qing'an really can't tell the time from the present.'

At that very moment, at the foot of Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Sect

The Ghost King, the Poison God, and the Three Wonderful Fairies stood separately, not daring to take the lead, leaving Yu Yangzi at the very front, clearly showing that they followed Yu Yangzi's lead.

"Today is the day to wash away the shame of the Holy Temple!" The Ghost King began to boost morale.

"Let's go see some old friends!"

The oldest Poison God laughed heartily and gestured with one hand towards Yu Yangzi.

Poison God's actions made Yu Yangzi laugh out loud, feeling that he had gained great prestige, and he led the way to fly towards the summit of Tongtian Peak.

The Ghost King lowered his eyelids, revealing no emotion, and led the Ghost King Sect members to the rear.

In just a short while, the members of the Demonic Sect dealt with some Qingyun Sect disciples along the way, broke through some blockades, and arrived not far from the Jade Purity Palace.

The Poison God, being rather shrewd, noticed that there were too few disciples on guard and became wary.

At this moment, a commotion could be heard inside the Jade Purity Hall, followed by an angry roar.

"Cangsong, how dare you collude with the Demonic Sect?"

Along with the roar, a figure emerged.

The four leaders of the Demonic Sect stared intently at the figure escaping from the Jade Purity Palace, only breathing a sigh of relief after they recognized the person.

It was a pine tree!

A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of Cangsong's mouth, but he was excited, laughing loudly as he headed straight for the Poison God of the Demonic Sect.

"Sect Master, Sect Master, I've succeeded! Please help me destroy this hypocritical Qingyun Sect!"

The pine tree had a ferocious look on its face, completely unlike its usual stern and unsmiling demeanor; instead, it appeared violent and evil.

But since it can produce the Poison Blood Banner, how kind can it really be?

This is why he is destined to die tonight.

In Li Qing'an's eyes, this scene could only be described in one sentence.

Not bad, you have good acting skills!

The Poison God first glanced cautiously at Cangsong, and seeing that the injuries on his body were real, he felt relieved.

They glanced at Shangguan Ce, who was pretending to be completely bewildered—whom they thought was Zhou Yin—and saw no reaction. They thought to themselves that he was indeed worthy of being the number one assassin of the Demonic Sect; he was a good actor.

In this situation, his entire demeanor was flawless, but unfortunately, he wasn't a member of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

"Brother Cangsong, now that you have abandoned darkness and joined my Holy Sect, as long as Dao Xuan is injured, Brother Yu Yangzi will naturally help you overthrow Qingyun!"

The Poison God laughed, but remained vigilant and took a half step back.

Cangsong was pale, cursing inwardly. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood in the Demonic Sect's ranks, though he was still some distance from the Poison God.

Outside the gate of Yuqing Hall.

Many of the Qingyun chiefs and elders rushed out of the hall, their faces still somewhat bewildered. How could their own people suddenly betray them and even stab the sect leader in the back?

And the traitor was Cangsong!

Dao Xuan, clutching his still bleeding abdomen, walked up to the Qingyun Sect members and looked at the four people at the front.

"Very good, very good! I didn't expect you all to have been born!"

The Poison God chuckled and said, "Tsk tsk, old friend Dao Xuan, it's been a hundred years since we last met. How come you're injured!"

"Poison God!"

Dao Xuan's pupils contracted, and he strained his abdomen slightly, causing even more blood to flow.

Li Qingan sighed. Dao Xuan's acting was terrible; his performance was too contrived!

Logically speaking, even if a stab wound was poisoned, given their knowledge of the peak cultivation level of the Shangqing Realm, it was impossible for such a large amount of blood to be drawn.

At this moment, the Poison God was caught up in the joy of revenge and did not pay attention to the details.

The Ghost King paid no attention to Dao Xuan, but instead looked at Li Qing'an at the palace gate. He was determined not to fight Li Qing'an.

The formation is too difficult to deal with!

Biyao and Youji stood together, also looking at Li Qing'an and the two women beside him at the palace gate.

He said indignantly, "This scoundrel is still being all lovey-dovey with someone even when he's in big trouble. He really doesn't know when to back down."

Youji sighed. Originally, the Ghost King hadn't planned to let the two of them go up the mountain, but Biyao insisted on coming up to take a look.

They even said they wanted to see Li Qing'an get taught a lesson.

If her expression hadn't been so worried, she might have believed it.

Seeing that Dao Xuan was severely injured and pale, the Poison God relaxed a little and laughed loudly, "Dao Xuan, I see that you are seriously injured. How can you resist us? Why don't you lay down your weapon and join my Holy Sect like your junior brother!"

"roll!"

Dao Xuan's face was pale, but his expression remained resolute. He coldly said, "Even if my Qingyun Sect perishes here today, I will make you all perish together!"

After saying that, Dao Xuan looked like he couldn't hold on any longer and took a few steps back, so Xiao Yicai helped him up.

"Master, you....."

Cangsong also took the opportunity to walk to the side of the Poison God and sneered, "Although Daoxuan is seriously injured, he still has the strength to fight. We must not underestimate him!"

"Sect Master, please be careful!"

Cangsong emphasized the word "be careful," then took out a short sword that shimmered with a pale green light from his sleeve and stabbed it toward the Poison God's chest.

The Poison God looked at the pine tree so close to him and heard those words. His pupils contracted slightly, and he was about to retreat, but it was too late.

With a 'thud,' the short sword pierced straight into his body.

"Cangsong, you?"

When the Poison God arrived at this familiar place, he was already on edge. He sensed something when Cangsong made his move, which is why he managed to dodge the sword aimed at his heart.

The Poison God repelled the pine tree with a single palm strike.

Cangsong easily dodged, and with a few leaps, he returned to Daoxuan's side, looking at the Demonic Sect members in front of him with an undisguised smile on his face.

This is probably his last battle, so he'll do whatever he wants.

The chief ministers, including Tian Buyi, were completely dumbfounded.

How...how did things turn around again? I'm supposed to be a chief, how come I know nothing?

Chapter 118 Demonic Sect: (Shangguan Ce) Zhou Yin, what are you pretending for? Are you playing dead?!

"The Poison God?"

The three ghost kings rushed forward, and upon seeing this sudden turn of events, a terrible premonition filled their hearts.

However, we must not panic at this time, otherwise the losses will be even greater.

At this moment, Cangsong held a celestial sword and pointed it forward:

"Hahaha, Poison God, you're into poisons, why don't you try the poisons of my Qingyun Sect! See if they suit your taste!"

"fine!"

Without drawing his short sword, the Poison God first used two fingers to press acupoints on his upper body to stop the bleeding, then took a few antidote pills before slowly speaking to the Ghost King and the others.

"Let's retreat first. We've fallen into their trap. I'm afraid even Dao Xuan wasn't injured."

The Poison God's complexion gradually turned rosy.

"What's there to be afraid of? More than a hundred years ago, our Holy Sect predecessors fought against the three major sects with the strength of their own sect. How can we be afraid of them!"