Chapter 13

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Jing Shuxing was counting the number of people in the courtyard.

One, two, three.

In the courtyard, the cultivators who were still moving a second ago, in the next second, their entire bodies instantly turned into a splash of blood. Their companions were terrified, and before they could even scream, misfortune had already befallen them.

He let out a light snicker, the pleasure in his laughter surprisingly took up the majority.

The effect of the curse mark formation was still ongoing, and the intense pain sweeping over him again and again.

Under the effect of the remaining medicinal water and the stimulation of the curse marks all over his body, his thoughts had long been shattered, slowly sinking into the chaotic darkness. The only remaining bit of consciousness indicated that the curse mark formation was about to enter the second stage.

Jing Shuxing’s smile faded a bit, his consciousness spread out, sweeping over the empty courtyard, preparing to retract.

Suddenly, another person stepped into the courtyard, with chaotic breath, and urgent steps.

Jing Shuxing lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, opened his mouth, and his dark pupils filled with darkness.

He couldn’t figure out who would have such leisure.

Might as well kill them all. 

Chi Lu rushed back in a hurry.

She thought left and right but couldn’t understand. She had just walked not far away, and the situation behind her had changed dramatically?

After leaving the courtyard, she casually hung the sound transmission stone next to her ear, and was on her way to the side hall where the people of Linghua Sect were placed.

She ran into the second son of the city lord of Fengyue City, the original book’s male lead, Jing Luoyun.

Chi Lu didn’t have a good impression of Jing Luoyun, she turned her face away, quickened her pace, and prepared to leave before being discovered.

Who knew that Jing Luoyun just glanced at her from a distance and recognized her immediately.

“Are you the Young sect leader of Linghua Sect?” Jing Luoyun quickly stepped forward and came to Chi Lu.

“Or are you the person who pretended to be the Young sect leader and deceived me?”

As the Young city lord of Fengyue City, Jing Luoyun has top-notch cultivation resources. His cultivation level is similar to Chi Lu’s. Chi Lu couldn’t dodge in time and had to face Jing Luoyun.

“I deceived you.” She put on a nonchalant look.

While talking, she drew symbols behind her back, planning to use her spiritual power to hide her figure and quickly escape from this place.

“I’m not the Young sect leader of Linghua Sect, I just borrowed her identity on a whim.”

Jing Luoyun furrowed his eyebrows: “If that’s the case, who are you really?” 

He took a step forward, and held Chi Lu’s hand tightly: “Who are you really, that you would even impersonate the Young sect leader of Linghua Sect to confess your love to me?”

Chi Lu blinked, and raised her eyebrow. The trajectory of her hand behind her back changed, and the symbols drawn in the air suddenly transformed.

It was clearly a common grab, but she felt an inexplicable annoyance in her heart.

Jing Luoyun looked at Chi Lu expectantly, hoping that she would announce a sufficiently resounding name to fill the dissatisfaction in his heart.

“The Young sect leader of Linghua Sect actually took a liking to Jing Shuxing, she really has no discernment. You come and go in Fengyue City as if it’s uninhabited, you must be a top-notch expert, may I ask your name?”

Chi Lu took a deep breath, and suppressed the continuous negative emotions in her heart.

It was strange, whether it was Jing Luoyun or his mother, they were all like possessed, eager to suppress Jing Shuxing, to prove that their status was more noble, their strength was stronger, and they received more favor.

Chi Lu didn’t understand what caused all this. Looking at the full unwillingness in Jing Luoyun’s eyes, she pursed her lips and looked away.

The spell in her hand condensed, she was about to say something to distract Jing Luoyun, when suddenly the sound transmission stone by her ear rang.

The guard in Jing Shuxing’s courtyard happened to wake up at this time. After waking up, he opened the door and mocked Jing Shuxing wildly. His words revealed that Jing Shuxing had been cursed and was in a very bad state.

Chi Lu’s eyebrows narrowed, and she gritted her back teeth tightly. She took the sound transmission stone from her ear, making her no longer able to listen to those foul words. 

These people are really heartless, even if she publicly demanded Jing Shuxing, they were unwilling to treat him well for her sake.

She had to go back and see what was going on.

Chi Lu glanced at Jing Shuxing, whose eyes were bright: “Why should you care who I am?”

“Could it be that the people of Fengyue City all take pride in the eyes and evaluations of the experts outside the city?”

Jing Luoyun frowned, and there’s a flash of anger in his eyes. Before he could open his mouth to scold, Chi Lu turned her wrist and flipped her palm, and a sleep talisman appeared in her slender hand, hitting Jing Luoyun right in the face.

The spell took effect very quickly. As soon as it touched Jing Luoyun’s nose, a breath later, the person who was pasted with the talisman paper softened, like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground with a “thud”.

“I understand now, to deal with you people from Fengyue City, it’s suitable to use sleep talismans, to make you all shut up.”

Chi Lu clapped her hands in satisfaction, dusting off the dust from her fingertips, after the spiritual talisman took effect, she turned around to walk back the way she came.

She was worried about Jing Shuxing in her heart. So she once again put the sound transmission stone to her ear, wanting to listen to the extent of the situation.

She only heard a crisp shattering sound, the sound transmission stone she had tied to the guard was shattered, and at this moment it was estimated to have turned into powder, scattered in the air.

Chi Lu’s heart tightened. She immediately chanted the Wind Stepping Decision, and immediately wind generated under her feet, then she flew towards the courtyard.

The twilight at the horizon was like a huge net of flowing light covering the head, wanting to swallow the huge city building into its belly, birds flew across the sky, making bursts of chirping. 

Accompanied by the last crisp chirping, Chi Lu finally stepped back into the courtyard.

There was a dead silence, only the rustling of grass and trees.

The cultivators who had previously been dazed by her talisman and were lying on the ground sleeping soundly were nowhere to be seen. The wooden door leading to the room was open, but there was no sound coming from inside.

Chi Lu walked towards the room.

Before she stepped over the threshold, a strange feeling enveloped her heart. This strangeness was extremely thin, if she hadn’t been born in Linghua Sect and was very familiar with the changes in spiritual power in the world, she wouldn’t have noticed it with her current cultivation level.

It was as if a big hand was clutching her heart, intending to crush it fiercely. The strange feeling quickly spread throughout her body. Time seemed to be exquisite, and the coldness penetrated into her marrow. She was like an ice sculpture that about to shatter in the raging frost and snow.

Chi Lu let out a cry of surprise, fell forward, and as soon as her hand touched the ground, the breeze behind her suddenly became quiet, and then continued to blow gently.

What exactly happened in that moment, she had no idea.

She didn’t have time to think carefully, she patted the dirt off her hands, rolled and crawled into the room, but saw that the wooden door was slowly closing with a “creak”.

Something must have happened inside. Could it be that those people were no longer satisfied with the pleasure of mocking and started to take action? Or was it the person who had just brought her infinite fear was in the room? Jing Shuxing was blind, so he naturally couldn’t see that person. 

Chi Lu muttered a curse under her breath, immediately sidestepped the wooden door, and flipped into the room through the window. She held her breath, her toes lightly touching the ground, not making a sound.

Her body was full of Linghua Sect’s magical instruments and talismans. No matter who the person was, they could be blocked for a while, and it wouldn’t be a problem to safely take Jing Shuxing away.

But when she was ready to burst into the room, what came into view was not some ferocious beast, but it was Jing Shuxing himself leaning against the wooden door.

Chi Lu was about to speak, but suddenly realized that something was wrong with Jing Shuxing’s condition.

He was leaning against the wooden door, panting heavily, and his blood-stained chest heaving up and down. Closing the door was a light task, but it seemed to have taken all his strength.

Jing Shuxing’s face was covered with pitch-black marks, like a splash of ink, rapidly spreading and expanding on his face, entwining on his face like wild grass.

There seemed to be an arc of light flashing at the center of his forehead. It’s a clear and cold faint light, like the moon hanging high in the sky.

His eyes, lips, and even his neck and hands were full of blood stains and water stains.