bookcurios Chapter 172 No trace
Chapter 172 No trace
Nie Baili looked up at the sky.
The misty bloody rain blurred her vision, and Kanbutsuzuki was nowhere to be seen.
Instead, Shentu Wucuo and the group of clan leaders were frightened.
"You guys are planning to kill us too!"
The leader of the Hehuan Sect sat on the ground in tattered clothes, with ringing in his ears.
Nie Baili rolled his eyes: "That's right, I would even kill myself if I got ruthless."
Shen Ji then asked, "Where is Shen Wu Yue?"
Several people looked at each other, and finally Shentu Wucuo stood up:
"I didn't see it. The dragon pounced on him when it exploded. I was busy dodging and didn't see if he was dead or not."
The bloody rain in the sky stopped at this moment, and the ground was covered with blood.
Nie Baili and Shen Ji searched for the scraps of meat together.
But after searching around, he couldn't find even a piece of Kanbutsuki's clothes.
Ji Yan looked around and asked excitedly, "Was he blown into pieces, so we can't find him?"
However, the two people who had felt the oppressive power of Kanbutsuki in the previous life were not so optimistic.
Nie Baili: "I think he ran away."
Shen Ji nodded: "He won't die so easily."
However, the other clan leaders disagreed.
"You are too cautious. We have consumed so much of his spiritual energy, and he was attacked by the dragon explosion. He must be dead!"
"This matter is originally an internal matter of your Qingxiao Sect. We have helped so much, you should pay us, right?"
“Wait, isn’t Nephew Shen going to ascend?”
Shen Ji smiled faintly:
"I won't ascend anymore. I plan to stay in Qingxiao Sect in the future. Even if Shen Wuyue is gone, I will make sure Qingxiao Sect continues to be the number one sect in the world of cultivation."
Other clan leaders: “…”
Damn, it would be better to ascend!
Can't we give them some hope?
Fortunately, the sect leaders were still clear-headed and had no intention of taking advantage of the chaos in Qingxiao Sect to cause trouble.
They each led their disciples back to the sect to recuperate.
But how could Shen Ji let them go so easily?
After this battle, he finally figured it out.
It is better to fight in a group than to fight alone.
If you take on everything by yourself, you will end up exhausted.
But if you get a group of unlucky people together, you will form an alliance.
Shen Ji politely saw the various clan leaders off, and before they left, he gave them a warm reminder:
"My master is the most vindictive. He will definitely remember all the sects that came today and will destroy them one by one in the future. If you encounter any difficulties, please crush the jade token in your hand immediately. Shen Ji will definitely do his best to rescue you!"
After saying that, Nie Baili brought out a plate of jade plates.
The clan leaders were in a dilemma whether to accept or not.
The Beast Sect leader had a particularly ugly expression on his face. If he had known earlier, he would not have come to join in the fun!
"Hey! I understand. If Shen Wu Yue attacks Qing Xiao Sect again, we will come to rescue him as soon as possible."
That's what I want.
At this critical moment of life and death, how can we not be united?
The other clan leaders looked ashamed and left with the jade tokens.
On the cloud boat, all the major sects suffered varying degrees of damage.
Some disciples were lucky and were knocked unconscious by the black fog and have only just woken up.
After waking up, he asked in confusion, "Aren't you here to attend the Taoist Couple Ceremony? Why did you suddenly come home? I...I haven't had enough fun yet."
The rest of the disciples who survived the disaster all looked confused.
Yes.
It was obviously a happy event, why did it suddenly turn into a sad event?
The Qingxiao Sect suffered the heaviest losses.
Suiyu reluctantly accepted the reality that the sect leader was the Demon Lord, and since he hadn't been killed yet, there was a high probability that he would escape back to the demon clan and make a comeback.
But before he could stand up, Master Uncle Shentu told him that he was Master Uncle Shentu's biological son.
He was so scared that he fell to the ground again.
Shentu Wucuo looked guilty: "I am sorry for you and your mother. It is normal for you not to accept me. I have to take charge of the situation. You...don't be too sad."
After Shentu Wucuo left, Suiyu remained in a daze for a long time.
Finally, he stood up with his hands on the ground, muttering to himself:
"...I don't think so. Why am I so ordinary?"
Before he could figure it out, a group of new disciples grabbed his hands and cried:
"Master, my leg is broken. What should I do?"
Suiyu could only put these things behind him and go to rescue the injured disciples.
A thought flashed through my mind for a moment: ...At least he's not that bad, right?
It's always useful.
After the disaster, many disciples were at a loss as to what to do.
Many disciples suddenly learned that their most respected leader was actually a demon slave and had become a demon lord that brought disaster to all living beings.
I couldn't accept it for a moment and burst into tears.
Some people are discouraged and want to leave Qingxiao Sect.
"The leader of the righteous path is actually a demon slave. What a shame! Why are you still practicing Taoism? You might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes!"
"I originally came here for the title of number one in Qing Xiao Sect, but now it has become like this, what should I do in the future?"
"Who will dare to go out in the future without getting their spine broken?"
Many doubts permeated every corner of Qingxiao Sect.
But Shen Ji and Nie Baili had no time to take care of it, as they still had to treat the injured disciples.
Yifeng is busy as hell.
Si Yue and Yun Jia worked all night to treat the patient and set his bones.
Dan Feng was also constantly refining pills, and one furnace could make a hundred pills at a time.
Set a record high!
Nie Yichun and Gui Jianchou are recovering the ghosts from the controlled disciples.
Many souls have bodies and attempt to occupy them for a long time, and are not willing to come out at all.
In order to prevent his disciples' bodies from being secretly occupied by souls from the ghost world, Nie Yichun counted almost every name on the list.
Making a mistake is a small matter, but bringing shame to your sister is a big matter.
After the soul is extracted, Shen Ji will then dispel the evil spirit in the disciple's body.
Everyone was busy and had to be on guard against Kanbutsuki's sudden appearance.
Shentu Wucuo's task was to lead the elders on patrols.
After a busy whole day, the Qingxiao Sect gradually fell asleep at night.
Hanqi Peak, under the waterfall.
Kannazuki took away all the amethyst ore.
He originally planned to set up an array here and use the amethyst ore to continuously provide himself with spiritual power.
But he didn't expect to be a step too late and was caught off guard by Shen Ji and the others.
Wherever he went, blood dripped.
At the moment the dragon exploded, he raised his hand to set up a barrier, but his arm was blown off.
Fortunately, there is amethyst mine.
He reluctantly did not recover here, but chose to take the amethyst ore to the demon clan.
It's safer there!
Before leaving, he used his other hand to touch a corner of the wall of the Mosuo Cave, on which there was a pattern he had carved.
Thinking of that person, his cold face rarely showed a touch of gentleness.
But it only took one second.
Soon he put away his expression and disappeared from Hanqi Peak with the amethyst mine.
Not long after he left, Nie Baili and Shen Ji hurried over.
Seeing the bloodstains along the way, they knew that Kanbutsuzuki was not dead.
"Wait, there's a crocodile in there!"
Nie Baili took out the snow cake from his arms and gave him half.
Shen Ji took it with a confused look on his face.
However, after the two of them walked in, they didn't see any trace of the crocodile.
Shen Ji stuffed the snow cake into his mouth:
"So Junior Sister is worried that I will lose my strength and won't be able to deal with the crocodile. She really has good intentions."
Nie Baili was reluctant to expose his little thoughts, but he still spoke:
"You think too much, feed the crocodiles!"