NFBE Chapter 116 Undercurrent
Chapter 116 Undercurrent
Even in late autumn, Luoxia Mountain remained hot. The demon blood mixed with human blood stained the outer city walls with an eerie dark brown color and emitted a foul odor.
Xu Qizhou stood atop the city tower, his face grave, a large, horrifying patch of blood spreading across his right shoulder.
Yin Shishi handed him a pill, her voice calm and composed: "Cui Wu sent a message last night. Fuyang City has stockpiled grain and is under lockdown. It will not be opened for three months."
Xu Qizhou took the pill, put it in his mouth, and circulated his spiritual power to neutralize its medicinal effects.
The young man's voice was a little hoarse: "Master has sent a message: Xue Lan has run away."
Yin Shishi paused in her actions: "Do you know where they went?"
Xu Qizhou lifted his robe and wiped all the blood off the Frostless Sword, revealing its gleaming, terrifying blade. The young man slowly shook his head: "I don't know. She should be near Mount Luoxia, but given her personality, she most likely won't let us know where she is."
Yin Shishi nodded in agreement, and the girl looked down at Ji Jinjin in the center of the battlefield.
Ji Jinjin was dressed in black armor today, her hair tied up in a high ponytail. The clothes underneath the armor were a striking red, the hem stained with blood, presenting a captivating dark red hue.
The young girl stood in the center of the battlefield, spear in hand, her back straight. Ignoring the soldiers clearing the battlefield around her, her gaze remained fixed on the raging demonic flames opposite her.
Yin Shishi asked softly, "Has she been too murderous lately?"
Xu Qizhou's shoulder wound slowly healed, and the young man signaled to Yin Shishi not to worry: "Junior Sister Ji entered the Dao through killing. If she still felt pity for the demons, she would not be able to become a general of the Shengyu Army."
The demonic energy on the horizon surged once more, and a demonic beast tentatively stepped into the Thunder Kui Formation.
This time, it wasn't Ji Jinjin's turn to act. The Lei Kui Formation automatically unleashed a bolt of lightning, turning the arrogant and ignorant demonic beast into a charred mess.
Xu Qizhou felt uneasy.
"Shishi, the war has reached this point, and only one Nascent Soul stage demon has appeared. Don't you think something's wrong?"
As soon as he asked that question, Yin Shishi also felt a little worried.
She knew this was abnormal; this battle was different from the sneak attack of years past, where the two armies had been locked in a stalemate for three or four years. Now, at this crucial juncture, the demons seemed in no hurry.
It gives me the creeps.
"I'm afraid of what will happen to Fuyang City afterward." Xu Qizhou lowered his voice, so low that only he and Yin Shishi could hear it.
In fact, the group had considered this issue before. They hadn't forgotten the sneak attack on Jiangyun Sect years ago, and before the great battle began, Ji Jinjin and Long Siyin had personally led a team to wipe out the surrounding demons.
They were very thorough in their work, even turning over the grass.
"Disciples of the Longsword Sect now need to register with tokens to enter and exit, and Siyin is also in charge."
Yin Shishi handed a bottle of pills to Xu Qizhou: "Even if something unclean really comes out of the Long Sword Sect, Siyin will take care of it."
Xu Qizhou felt slightly relieved. On this battlefield, the only thing that could put his mind at ease was his comrades.
The two exchanged a glance, then turned away.
One returned to the battlefield engulfed in demonic flames, while the other went back to Sunset City to care for the wounded soldiers.
The Long Sword Sect is located on the north side of Luoxia Mountain. In the overall brownish-red tone of Luoxia Mountain, it is a pure white that stands out out of place.
The bracket sets, flying eaves, pavilions, and towers are all white, giving a chilly feeling to the perpetually hot Luoxia Mountain.
Entering through the magnificent mountain gate, one ascends to a plaza constructed of white jade, surrounded by eight jade pillars. Each pillar is adorned with a white jade dragon, its mouth holding a magic pearl, creating a transparent barrier above the Longsword Sect.
At this point, the barrier was not yet fully closed, and its bottom was still some distance from the ground.
At the edge of the barrier, a gray shadow darted away, attempting to escape before the barrier closed.
"Faster, faster... We're here!"
Just as he was about to escape the barrier's range, the gray figure's voice was filled with laughter, but he was too happy too soon.
Just as he was about to enter the crevice, a clear sword rang out from behind him.
A burst of sword energy came from behind, but the gray figure still didn't have the courage to withstand the sword. He turned around and drew his sword to block, but was pushed far away by the sharp sword light and finally fell to the ground in a sorry state.
The girl's voice, though lively, carried a subtle, almost imperceptible hint of killing intent: "Senior Brother Shi, where are you going?"
Du Yingjian flew behind the newcomer and hovered. Long Siyin was dressed in a smart white outfit with cloud patterns on the fabric. A round jade pendant was attached to the belt around her waist, making her look like a proud white crane.
The young man looked at Long Siyin with a puzzled expression: "Junior sister, I just want to go to Fuyang City to see my sister."
A cold killing intent flashed in the girl's beautiful eyes: "Senior Brother Shi, have you forgotten? In your second year of joining the sect, your sister died at the hands of the demons."
The young man's body began to tremble. He glared at Long Siyin with hatred: "You're talking nonsense. My sister is waiting for me in the desolate region."
Long Siyin heard what she wanted to hear. A soft hum came from the longsword behind the girl.
"You've gone mad."
The sword flashed, and the young man on the ground desperately tried to defend himself, but the sword still pierced his shoulder and pinned him to the ground.
The young man stared at the snow-white-clad girl before him and cursed viciously, "Who do you think you are? How many mortals have you killed on Sunset Mountain?"
A hint of pity appeared in Long Siyin's eyes, but her voice remained cold: "They are already dead."
"You're talking nonsense. They can still move, how can they be considered dead..." The young man looked somewhat deranged, and not only that, he began to exude demonic energy.
Long Siyin sighed, and the Duying Sword flew up from behind her. A flash of snow-white sword light pierced through the young man in front of her.
The young man stood frozen in place, his gaze towards Long Siyin filled with disbelief. He seemed unable to believe that Long Siyin would directly kill him.
But as the saying goes, "When a person dies, everything goes out," and he eventually collapsed.
Long Siyin sighed. This young man had cultivated the techniques given to him by the demons, and his mind had been corrupted by demonic energy, driving him mad. Parts of his three souls and seven spirits had been devoured.
Long Siyin watched as thick, black blood flowed from his body. His entire body slowly deflated like a punctured inflatable sheepskin.
"Young Sect Master." The voices of other Longsword Sect disciples came from behind, seemingly wanting to get Long Siyin's next instructions.
"Pack it up, and don't make a fuss."
The girl left those words behind and turned back to the main hall of the Longsword Sect.
Yue Zhong waited for her in the main hall. The young man looked at Long Siyin with a faint expression. Behind him stood the elders of the Long Sword Sect.
"You've made a decision? Once the sword lineage is shaken, the Longsword Sect will have no way out." Yue Zhong looked at his junior sister, his tone solemn.
The Longsword Sect possesses a sword lineage, the power of which can be imbued into immortal swords, granting the user the power to shatter the heavens with a single strike. And within the entire Longsword Sect, there are only three immortal swords that can bear this sword lineage power.
One of them is Long Siyin's Du Ying.
Long Siyin looked at the elders of the Longsword Sect, and finally looked at Yue Zhong.
"Siyin, my mind is made up."
Yue Zhong and the elders behind him bowed to Long Siyin before dispersing to prepare for the upcoming matters concerning the Sword Clan. Only Yue Zhong and Long Siyin remained in the main hall.
"If I die in this great battle, you will become the next young sect master of the Longsword Sect. Are you happy?" Long Siyin asked casually in an attempt to ease the heavy atmosphere.
Holding the immortal sword in his arms, Yue Chong casually replied, "Then I'll go dig up your grave and capture your soul."
Long Siyin clearly hadn't expected Yue Zhong to say that. The girl widened her eyes and looked at the young man beside her: "Senior brother, do you hate me that much?"
Yue Zhong still looked like the cold and boring senior brother, but Long Siyin saw a gentle smile in the corner of his eyes.
Yue Zhong secretly told her, "I've fallen for a girl."
Long Siyin felt a chill run down her spine, and her voice stammered, "The Joyous Union Sect?"
Yue Zhong nodded proudly.