Villain Master, my disciples all want to backstab me

"Wow..."

As Ye Shuang'er commanded the white tiger to push away a piece of rubble, she saw a bloody human figure. The figure barely opened his eyes and looked outside, then struggled hard for a few times, crawled out of the pile of stones in a very embarrassed manner, and leaned himself against a slightly larger stone.

It was the last remaining true form among the nine figures that Yu Qiu Ming had just transformed into.

At this moment, a shattered bronze mirror hung across his chest, spiderweb-like cracks covering the mirror surface, from which black blood oozed, clearly damaged. Even more terrifying, his entire body seemed to have suffered comminuted fractures, with his right hand severed at the wrist. Sharp, azure sword energy lingered from the wounds all over his body, rendering him unable to even heal himself.

"Wow!"

Just as Yu Qiu Ming was about to speak, he spat out a mouthful of black blood, then coughed violently for a long time. His face was still extremely pale, and his aura had almost fallen to the level of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"...Tsk tsk, you're pretty tough."

Bai Yuan stood on the stone tablet, looking at him expressionlessly from a distance of several hundred meters.

In that sword strike just now, she used about 70% of her strength.

The reason it's "70%" is because the remaining 30% is in the "reservoir." With her seventh-grade Jindan cultivation after emerging from seclusion, 70% of her power is roughly equivalent to a full-strength attack from a fourth- or fifth-grade Jindan cultivator. This is about average for most cultivators.

However, compared to Yu Qiuming's strength, it was far inferior. Under normal circumstances, even a full-strength attack from a fourth-grade Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't be able to break Yu Qiuming's defense, let alone a fourth-grade Golden Core cultivator.

"The stacking multiplier of that sword strike just now should be around 120 times. If it's fully stacked on the 22nd day, it should be 1.25 to the 22nd power, which is 135 times... It seems that twenty-one and a half days is the limit of [Clear Wind Dispelling Evil]. Due to the material, the power of the remaining half day can't be further stacked."

"Then the upper limit of [Red Sky] might be the same multiple, or slightly higher, around 130 times. After all, the quality of these two swords is not much different."

"The corresponding recharge time after each power is exhausted is about three weeks. There is no point in continuing to recharge."

"However, the durability of [Clear Wind Dispelling Evil] seems to be quite strong, unlike [Red Sky] which weakens so quickly... After the sword swing just now, it seems that there is still a lot of energy left in the sword. If I didn't use so much strength in every strike, it should be able to last for quite a while."

Bai Yuan was secretly analyzing the existing information in his mind.

Judging from Yu Qiuming's half-dead state, if she had used the remaining 30% of her "reservoir" strength, she might have been able to kill him directly. However, this sword strike was still far inferior to Qing Lingzi's [Third Sword of Sea Suppression].

If they really met, I'm afraid they would only be able to break Qing Lingzi's defense.

(It seems that even a 120-fold increase is not enough to allow a Jindan Realm cultivator to compete with a Shenhua Realm cultivator. Unless...)

"Unless I become a Nascent Soul. With the cultivation of the Nascent Soul stage, combined with the accumulated Qingmu Cangling Jue for many days, and the fully equipped Qinghong twin swords, I can compete with Qing Lingzi head-on."

"or……"

Bai Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at another thing beside him...

"Great...great sword-cultivation technique!"

Yu Qiuming was vomiting blood foam, his aura extremely weak, but a maniacal smile suddenly broke out on his face. "I never imagined that such exquisite swordsmanship could exist in the world. With a mere Jindan realm cultivation, one could wield a sword comparable to that of a god... Blood Kite Demon Lord, your reputation is truly well-deserved! I, Yu Qiuming, recognize you!"

"..."

Bai Yuan thought to herself, "What's the point of being recognized by you? You're not the child of destiny, so you can't squeeze out any fluctuation value. You can't even raise a dog."

the other side.

After spitting blood for a while, Yu Qiuming suddenly got up from the ground, groped in the ruins beside him for a while, then grabbed a few pieces of dusty broken iron and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Huh? What are you doing??"

Ye Shuang'er was startled and thought that this guy suddenly fell ill. She quickly stepped back a few steps and looked at Bai Yuan a little helplessly.

Bai Yuan also didn't understand this operation.

After waiting for a while, Yu Qiuming spat out blood and said, "I just made a vow. If you can injure me severely with one strike of your sword, I will break my sword and eat it... Now that the vow has been fulfilled, Yu Qiuming admits defeat!"

"...6."

Chapter 109 [Night Sparrow Gate]

In just a few words, Yu Qiu Ming had already stuffed all the broken swords he could find around into his mouth.

If he were doing this in his prime, he would have only needed to mobilize his spiritual energy, cover his mouth with it, and grind up the fragments like chewing candy beans and swallow them. But now... Bai Yuan's "120x Qingfeng Huasha Sword" move had reduced his cultivation to nine-tenths, and his sword was a high-end magical weapon, so his mouth was soon filled with blood.

I don't know if my stomach and esophagus were punctured...

Bai Yuan saw this and felt a little scared.

Ok.

It seemed the saying "mentally ill people have broad minds" was indeed true. With her relatively normal mind, she simply couldn't comprehend Yu Qiuming's bizarre train of thought.

However, since this guy withstood the sword attack just now and survived, it was time to raise the other bet in her bet -

"Master Yu, you should remember what I said just now, right? If I win this bet, then not only will our grudges be written off, but you will also need to do something for me."

Bai Yuan paused for a moment, glancing at Yu Qiuming's battered body. "Of course, seeing how you look now, I'm afraid you won't be able to go out and work, so..."

"It doesn't matter!"

Yu Qiuming spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood, then spoke loudly, "I, Yu Qiuming, always keep my word. Since you've agreed to the bet, I will fulfill it. Demon Lord, just say whatever you want, and I will do it immediately. I will never go back on my word!"

"..."

Don’t you have any idea about your current situation?

Or should you just do it, regardless of whether you can accomplish it or not? If you die in the middle of it, your debt will just be paid off?

Bai Yuan muttered a few words in his heart, but said lightly: "I don't need useless people to do things for me. You go back first and find a way to heal your injuries. Come back to Yinyue Mountain in a month from now, and I will tell you what you need to do."

“…That’s fine.”

Yu Qiuming agreed readily.

present.

Bai Yuan leaped down from the stone tablet that read "Blood-stained Blue Sky" and walked on the rubble to the edge of the martial arts field - there were a few bluestone slabs that were still well preserved here. She stood with Ji Tingxue and Ye Shuang'er.

During this process, Ye Shuang'er's gaze fell on Bai Yuan's slender little feet, and her eyes moved slightly.

With Bai Yuan's current cultivation level and the "Ice Skin and Jade Bones" she had acquired after undergoing several transformations, it was practically impossible for her feet to be scratched by the scattered debris unless it was intentional. However, after walking all this way, her fair feet had been splashed with a bit of dust, as well as some barely noticeable specks of greenish-blue toxins.

These toxins were naturally left behind by the "Cold Poison Palm".

Previously, Bai Yuan was under the protection of [Galaxy Fantasy Veil] and was not affected.

But now, as the Star Track Talisman Array dissipated, the stubborn poison that remained in the ruins and could not even be wiped out by [Qingfeng Huasha], had stained the soles of Bai Yuan's feet, slowly and covertly eroding the layer of spiritual power covering her feet.

Because it was too hidden, even Bai Yuan himself didn't notice it.

Only Ye Shuang'er, who possessed the "innate Gu pattern", caught the abnormality.

The little girl opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she glanced at Yu Qiu Ming beside her and stopped talking temporarily.

The footsteps stopped.

"Snapped--"

Bai Yuan casually threw a few bottles of pills into Yu Qiuming's arms and said casually, "These are the healing pills produced by my Hidden Moon Sect. They are of pretty good quality and should be of some use to you."

Bai Yuan had originally collected these wound medicines from the sect, intending to keep them for future use. However, since he had the [Nine-Turn Rejuvenating Dew] and the "Pure Lotus Water of the Enlightenment Pond," he hadn't touched them much. Now, it seemed like a good idea to give them away.

If you have a dog, you still have to give it some dog food.

Otherwise, given Yu Qiu Ming's current condition, he might die on the way down the mountain. Even if he didn't die, he might only recover to the Golden Core realm in a month. That would be of no use to Bai Yuan. It would be better for him to use the [Confusing Heart Bell] to capture one from some second-rate sect.

Of course, if Yu Qiu Ming really died, it wouldn’t matter.

Because his arrival was unexpected, and Bai Yuan's "bet" was a natural consequence. It would be best if he could be of use, but it didn't matter if he couldn't. After all, this was just a casual move that wasn't planned, and they didn't expect him to have much impact.

"…Thank you very much."

Yu Qiu Ming picked up a few porcelain bottles and looked at them, then casually opened a bottle of pills and poured them into his mouth. He adjusted his breathing for a while, then stood up and staggered down the mountain.

Watching his back walk away.

Ye Shuang'er approached Bai Yuan and whispered, "Master, do you really want that guy to help you? I feel like he doesn't seem quite right."

"Eh, even you noticed that?"

"...?"

A question mark slowly emerged in Ye Shuang'er's head. She felt that her master seemed to be implying that she was stupid, but she had no evidence.

the other side.

Bai Yuan glanced at the little girl and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, as long as they are human, they have their value. What's more, Yu Qiuming is a powerful Nascent Soul 8th level cultivator."

"We're going to have to confront those guys from the Qingxuan Sect and the Xueyuan Sect sooner or later on this trip. When the time comes, we can put him to good use and help relieve some of the pressure for us."

"...Well then, Master, as long as you know your limits, that's fine."

Ye Shuang'er nodded, then asked, "By the way, Master, where should we go next? Should we go to Qingxuan Sect to avenge you and Sister Tingxue? Or should we go find Second Senior Sister first?"

Hearing this, Ji Tingxue also looked over.

"Let's go gather some information first."

Bai Yuan smiled and said, "We just came out of the barrier and don't know the situation outside yet. It's not wise to act rashly. Let's find a place first and learn everything that has happened in the past three months. Then we can decide what to do next."

Especially things related to the Blood Origin Sect.

After all, although the Qingxuan Sect was detestable, it carried the name of a righteous sect, so its actions were generally more open and had a reasonable reason. But with a demonic sect like the Xueyuan Sect, it was harder to say.

Moreover, behind them are the Shentu family, who have yet to show their faces, and the demon race...

When dealing with this group of guys, whoever shows up first will suffer.

present.

Bai Yuan beckoned the white tiger over, lightly leaped onto its soft fur, and climbed onto its back. "Let's go. This isn't a place to stay for long. People from other sects could be here at any moment. Once we've finished what needs to be done, it won't be too late to come back and take a look."

"Oh."

Ye Shuang'er and Ji Tingxue also climbed onto the tiger's back one after another.

Then, the white tiger spread its wings, took a step and leaped into the sky, disappearing into the clouds in the blink of an eye!

……

Six hundred miles southeast of Yinyue Mountain.

In an unknown small town.

The old tea stall owner, dressed in coarse linen clothes and with white hair, put a pot of hot water on the table, exchanged a few words with the visitor with a smile, and then took nine copper coins from the other party.

"My two guests, please enjoy your meal."

"Tons, tons, tons~"

Two customers who looked like warriors picked up their tea bowls and drank half of them in big gulps. One of them wiped his mouth and praised, "Old Ding, your mist pine tea is still the best. It's not like the tea in other shops, which only use a few leaves and are as light as boiled water."

"Oh, it's just some ordinary tea, not worth much. Just enjoy your drink, sir."

Old Ding smiled and looked easy-going.

At this time, the warrior asked again: "Old Ding, has there been any major incidents in the area around Yinyue Mountain recently?"

"It's nothing serious. It's just that the demon on Hidden Moon Mountain disappeared a few days ago, and the disciples in the sect died or fled. Now there are only a few practitioners on the entire mountain. Only woodcutters and traveling merchants pass through that area...

"Think of the Hidden Moon Sect, a renowned demonic sect. It was once so powerful in this area that many other sects bowed down to it. But now, with the passage of time, it has fallen to such a state... How unpredictable things really are."

Old Ding sighed a few words, then hunched his back and prepared to go back to clean the table.

At this time, the warrior who had spoken just now spoke again: "Speaking of which, I once went to Yinyue Mountain and wanted to join the sect as an outer disciple, but because my spiritual roots were detected to be impure, I was unable to stay.

"But now it seems that it's a good thing that I wasn't chosen back then, otherwise, I would have perished in this area along with those demons from the Hidden Moon Sect."

"Oh, so what if I fell?"

Another person refuted, "You haven't seen the 'Falling Star Valley' where the legendary demon fell? It's the largest valley within a radius of 500 miles. Just because they used it as a battlefield for a fight... the earth veins within a radius of hundreds of miles have been changed!"

"This kind of power is just like the gods in the storybooks who can turn clouds into rain with a flip of their hands! Even if martial artists like us practice for another three hundred years, we will never be able to achieve it!"

"If I could learn these methods, even if it meant that I, Hu San, could marry the princess and live in the royal mansion, I would be happy to do so!"

The two warriors drank tea and exchanged sharp words for a while.

Suddenly, one of them stopped talking, and he was stunned, staring at somewhere in front of him.

His companion was stunned for a moment, then turned around to look.

The two glances swept over and saw three women, two adults and one child, walking on the small road opposite the teahouse.

The one on the left, with long hair and brown clothes, has skin as white as snow, and a cold and noble temperament, like a goddess who has descended to earth, ready to fly back to heaven at any time.

The one on the right has a pretty face, is innocent and lively, just like a grown-up girl next door. Although she has an outstanding appearance, she seems very friendly and easily makes people like her.

And the one in the middle...