Infiltrating the righteous path? Just another place to be a sycophant.

Did I really anger this woman? Surely not? Didn't Master give me prior notice?

Thinking back to the urgent tone of his master at the time, it must have been true that they hadn't communicated properly.

Wouldn't I be killed by my senior sister then?!

"Junior brother, I'll grant your wish!"

A boundless sword intent converged on the longsword in Zhao Mengyuan's hand. Zhao Mengyuan raised the longsword, and behind her was a large expanse of blood-red aura.

So Lu An's expression right now looks like this: ∑(O_O；)

No, senior sister, are you serious?!

Chapter 87 You and I are fellow disciples, today I'll return the favor with a sword!

Lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the darkness with flashes of lightning. Half the sky was illuminated by the lightning, while the other half was covered in red light.

The overwhelming sword intent filled most of the sky, and a dense aura of bloodlust gathered behind Zhao Mengyuan, as if a demonic god or demonic figure appeared behind her.

Looking at the blood-red aura that filled most of the sky, Lu An's expression was like this: ∑(O_O；)

No, senior sister, are you serious? Are you really going to kill me?

Isn't this just acting? The undercover agent ultimately dies at the hands of his own people, right?

Damn it, I shouldn't have agreed to that wicked teacher in the first place! Damn it! That wretched woman! Now my undercover business venture has truly collapsed halfway through.

A crimson sword light slashed down instantly, and Lu An and Yu Wanqing's figures disappeared into the enormous crimson sword light that seemed to topple the sky.

Just as the sword light struck, Zhao Mengyuan suddenly tensed up.

My junior brother didn't leave, he'll be alright, won't he?

The sword light disappeared, and Zhao Mengyuan put down her long sword, but she saw that the two figures were still in the same place, without moving an inch.

"Junior brother, how did you actually manage to block it...?"

Zhao Mengyuan stared in utter shock at Lu An, who remained motionless in place.

Why is my junior brother still here? This isn't following the plot!

However, Lu An covered his right eye, and blood slowly flowed out from between his fingers.

Zhao Mengyuan was stunned when she saw this scene.

Why didn't my junior brother dodge? Why is that? Why is that?

How did I manage to injure my junior brother? With my strength, how could I possibly have hurt him?

Zhao Mengyuan felt that this scene was magical, and the situation was completely beyond her expectations.

She stood there, motionless, bewildered and at a loss.

"Senior sister, consider this sword strike as my repayment to you."

Lu An raised his head, his remaining left eye filled with determination.

The moment Zhao Mengyuan saw the look in Lu An's eyes, she felt a chill run down her spine.

That feeling was like falling into an ice cave.

Lu An lowered his hand, revealing a scar that ran from above his eye to his lower eyelid, level with the tip of his nose.

Blood slowly flowed out, and although it was painful, Lu An seemed unmoved.

Crimson blood, horrifying sword scars, resolute eyes—at this moment, Zhao Mengyuan felt that Lu An was as terrifying as a god of death.

"From this point on, I have no further connection with the Heavenly Demon Sect, and our relationship as fellow disciples is hereby severed!"

The azure sword in front of Lu An suddenly emitted a dazzling azure light, and at the same time, it transformed into countless sword shadows, standing horizontally between the two.

"Eternal Sword Intent..."

Looking at the row of sword shadows, Zhao Mengyuan felt a surge of fear from the depths of her soul.

Not only Zhao Mengyuan, but even Yu Wanqing felt a chill run down her spine.

The feeling was as if I had truly seen a celestial sword immortal descend to earth.

She probably understood why that ancient thunder dragon, which had reached the eighth level of tribulation, chose to retreat without even testing the waters.

This feeling was somewhat familiar; she seemed to have had this feeling somewhere before.

"Sword God, Wan Tian..."

Yu Wanqing unconsciously uttered the name, and then a certain figure suddenly flashed through her mind.

One man, one sword, wiped out countless demons.

He cultivated the body of a cultivator to achieve the appearance of a sword immortal.

Wielding the Heavenly Dao Divine Sword, possessing mysterious and unpredictable strength, and with an elusive background, could it be...?

Is there some unspeakable relationship between Elder Lu and Sword God Wan Tian?

"Junior Brother Lu, it's not like that... I..."

"roll……"

"Junior Brother Lu, you..."

"I said get out!"

Lu An's gaze was as cold as a stranger's, and Zhao Mengyuan felt a chill run down her spine upon seeing it.

Did I misunderstand Junior Brother Lu's meaning? In fact, he didn't want Yu Wanqing to die; it was just that I was being presumptuous.

Or perhaps, Junior Brother Lu and Yu Wanqing are already together!? Has this time their fake relationship turned into a real one?

Or perhaps, his junior brother has truly sided with the righteous path?

Thinking about the Gu worm that severed contact with her, it seems illogical, but he... But his master trusted him so much, how could he not have a backup plan?

What on earth is going on?! What on earth is going on?!

Various possibilities arose in Zhao Mengyuan's mind. When a person encounters a problem, her mind will summarize all kinds of possibilities, and even some particularly outrageous possibilities will emerge.

"Senior sister, if you don't leave..."

Lu An gripped the hilt of the azure sword, lightning flashed continuously around him, and spiritual energy around him surged and gathered wildly.

Thunderclouds gathered again, and deafening thunder, accompanied by dazzling lightning, gradually approached her.

The sword shadow exuded a powerful sword intent, and an intangible yet terrifying aura emanated from Lu An, causing her to abruptly stop thinking.

"Don't blame your junior brother for being heartless and ungrateful!"

The Azure Sword emitted a faint sword hum, which, though not loud, was piercing and unbearable.

"Damn it! Yu Wanqing, I'll let you go for now, but I'll come back to take your life myself another day!"

Seeing that something was wrong, Zhao Mengyuan quickly flew away, breaking through the void several times before disappearing without a trace.

Finally left...

"Sect Master Yu, are you alright?"

Lu An slowly turned around, but Yu Wanqing was startled when she saw his face.

Half of his face was covered in blood, and even if Lu An was smiling now, it looked like a ghost was laughing.

Upon seeing the scars on Lu An's face, Yu Wanqing couldn't hold back her tears, which welled up in her eyes as she felt a pang of heartache.

If it weren't for her being there, Lu An probably wouldn't have had to be slashed by that sword, given his strength.

"Elder Lu, your face."

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious, Sect Master Yu, please don't worry!"

Lu An wiped the blood off his face. When Yu Wanqing saw this, she wanted to take out her handkerchief to help him wipe it, but she found that the handkerchief on her body had been cut into pieces.

The fierce wind blew by, and the tattered handkerchief turned into countless fragments, scattering in the air like dandelion seeds.

Yu Wanqing reached out and used her sleeve, which was stained with a few drops of blood, to wipe the blood from his face, saying, "Elder Lu, you don't need to do this for me. You could have just used your strength to block it."

Lu An sighed and lowered his head, "Some feelings and some things can't be resolved by strength alone. Although I've left the Heavenly Demon Sect, Zhao Mengyuan will always be my senior sister, so..."

Yu Wanqing nodded: "Elder Lu is a kind and righteous person. I know that this is not only to save me, but also to repay her kindness."

Lu An shook his head and waved his hand, with an expression that said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Don't be so stubborn next time. I'm glad you're alright."

Yu Wanqing lowered her head in shame and said, "I acted impulsively. I thought I could at least fight that witch to a draw, but I didn't expect to lose so badly."

Lu An glanced at Yu Wanqing and sighed.

Please don't play games when you're behind next time, I almost died, okay?

Luckily, I reacted quickly and took out a defensive talisman given to me by Li Podao from my storage ring. I didn't know what kind of talisman it was, but I just randomly pinched it and used it. Unexpectedly, it actually blocked the attack.

He hadn't expected to be stabbed in the eye.

Fortunately, my eye is fine, but this scar will probably stay with me.

Damn, it actually hurts a bit.

Lu An looked up at the sky and asked, "How are the people from the Demonic Sect doing? Shouldn't things be resolved by now?"

"Elder Lu, don't worry, we will handle what needs to be handled. Once Zhao Mengyuan and that old man are gone, everything will be easy to solve!"

Yu Wanqing was about to leave when she suddenly seemed to remember something and turned back to ask, "Elder Lu, there's another one in the Tribulation Transcending stage, I think it's something like An... An something..."

"You mean that brat An Xu? I scared him away long ago, he didn't even dare to draw his sword!" Lu An waved his hand dismissively, looking like he didn't care at all.

"As expected of Elder Lu! I will definitely report this to the Sect Master to claim credit for you!"

"Can I add spirit stones?"

"Uh... I doubt it, but we should have priority in the supply of elixirs, that should be fine."

Well, I took a sword wound and got a scar, and after all that work, I still didn't get any spirit stones.

Lu An, the sucker, is online.

Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Fierce and Evil Elder Lu

With Zhao Mengyuan's departure, all the people from the Heavenly Demon Sect also retreated.

The remaining members of the Hidden Fiend Sect had vanished without a trace.

The people of Yuantian Holy Sect resolved all the problems in the shortest amount of time. Even the Taiqing Holy Sect, Tianyan Holy Sect, and other sects that arrived later were too late.

According to the principle of first come, first served, Yuan Tian Sheng Zong obtained the first priority allocation right of Yun Yao Gu.

Yunyao Valley is actually a medicinal herb production base, a very lucrative place, so whoever obtains it can also make a fortune.

The wounds on Lu An's face scabbed over quickly with the medicine given to him by the people on the flying boat, and he gradually healed in a short time. However, the scars could not be removed no matter what he did.

"Is there no way to remove Elder Lu's scars?"

"I have done my best. Maybe Hua Tianyou has a way."

The doctor packed his medical kit, shaking his head and sighing.

The wound is quite strange; it's probably because there was something wrong with the sword that struck Lu An, which is why the scar can't be removed.

Lu An picked up a small mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and admired himself to himself.

For some reason, this scar looks kind of cool, even a bit... fierce?

So Lu An made a funny face in the mirror, and then switched to other expressions.

I don't know why, but he always looks a bit fierce, and even when he smiles, he looks a bit ugly.

After the doctor left, Lu An walked out of the room, looking in the mirror as he walked forward.

It's just... kind of vicious.

Even while traveling on the flying boat, he noticed that the way the disciples looked at him was a bit strange.

It seemed there was a greater sense of fear and apprehension.

"Greetings, Elder Lu!"

"Hey, good!"