Chapter 34

◎Gently, with a smile, killing.◎

“Do you have any more figurines like this?” After finishing the figurine in two or three bites, Chi Lu wiped her mouth and said to the peddler.

The peddler was dumbfounded and didn’t react for a moment. Although the figurines he made were indeed edible, it was the first time he had encountered someone who would “gulp” down a figurine of a revered cultivator from Fengyue City, finish it, and still lick her lips with satisfaction.

Shouldn’t she appreciate his craftsmanship? Even if she doesn’t appreciate the craftsmanship, shouldn’t she show more respect to the figurines of immortals?

Fortunately, this girl was generous, and the slight dissatisfaction that had just risen in the peddler’s heart immediately disappeared.

Then he heard the girl say, “Can you make figurines on the spot? How about making one that looks like me?”

Chi Lu held up the “Ying Lianyi” figurine, smiled at the peddler, and said, “Make it according to the dress of Linghua Sect.”

The peddler gave a thumbs up, admiring that although this girl was a commoner, she had a heart for cultivation. As he made the figurine, he encouraged her, “When Linghua Sect opens its doors and selects outer disciples one day, you might as well go and try, maybe you really have a chance to become an immortal.”

Before long, Chi Lu left the alley with a “Chi Lu” figurine in her left hand and a “Jing Shuxing” figurine in her right hand.

She put the figurines into her space bag, found a quiet and deserted place, quickly formed a hand seal, activated the spiritual veins arranged in the palace, and explored the surroundings. 

Her raven-black eyelashes trembled a few times, and a cold chill flashed in her beautiful eyes.

The sky was already dark, it was the perfect time for some covert dirty work under the cover of night.

It seemed that Jing Yi also knew that what he was about to do was not conducive to being announced to the world, so he only sent two people to find her.

Those two people were not much different from Jing Xiangtian in terms of cultivation, both were in the Out-of-Aperture Stage, and they were heading towards the palace with murderous intent. Perhaps due to contact with the raging evil energy within the Soul Transformation Formation, Chi Lu vaguely saw similar black shadows on the two of them.

She thought her consciousness had been contaminated and saw an illusion. After calming her mind and investigating, she realized that what she saw was real. The two of them were full of momentum and murderous intent, heading straight for the palace, obviously intending to capture her.

Chi Lu shook her head with a bitter smile, secretly saying that Fengyue City was really impatient. There were still a few days until the fifteenth of July, yet they couldn’t wait to send people.

She knew that even if she didn’t return to the palace and escaped this disaster, Jing Yi’s desire to catch her was like a cat catching a mouse, she simply couldn’t escape. So she took out a flying boat from her space bag, threw it into the air, and flew into the fiery clouds in the sky.

Unfortunately, Chi Lu’s consciousness observation was limited. If she could hear the conversation between the two people, she might hesitate for a moment.

The two elders rushed straight to the palace under the cover of night, their expressions careless, obviously treating the capture of Chi Lu as a leisurely amusement after dinner.

The beautiful female cultivator was still chatting, “Ah brother, do you think if we accidentally turn the Young sect leader into a fool, will we be scolded by the City Lord?” 

Her elder brother glared at her: “Put away your playful heart. This matter is of great importance. If things go wrong, both of us will be punished by the city lord. Moreover, Jing Xiangtian has not been found yet, so we should be careful.”

“Hmph.” The female cultivator sneered at this, “Brother, you can’t really think that Linghua Sect has much strength. The weakness of Linghua Sect is a consensus in the cultivation world. Even if the great elder comes out, she can’t beat the two of us, let alone the others.”

“If Jing Xiangtian joins Linghua Sect, then we’ll deal with him too.”

She played with a soul-searching wedge in her hand, somewhat lost: “It’s just a pity that we can’t put the soul-searching wedge into the young sect leader’s head. I hope the soul-searching technique can dig out more secrets of Linghua Sect, so our trip won’t be in vain.”

The two of them are siblings, who have been practicing together since they were young, and now they are in the period of enlightenment. They are full of confidence in this mission and have never thought about the possibility of failure.

They didn’t encounter any maids from Linghua Sect along the way. It wasn’t until they reached the main gate that they saw a graceful figure walking in the palace under the bright lights.

The female cultivator licked her lips, her slender fingers surrounded by spiritual power. She practiced a wicked technique that could rapidly improve her cultivation by devouring the spiritual power of cultivators. In her eyes, the entire palace had become a feast that she could take at will.

Just as she was about to go in and help herself, the male cultivator pulled her sleeve: “Don’t rush, a familiar person is coming.”

A crisp sound of a solid object hitting the ground rang out, like a vermilion brush dotting ink, or a sharp object knocking on the door. The cane knocking and tapping, finally accompanied by a shadow being cast, the person wielding the cane arrived at the door.

He had a blue thin veil tied on his face, his black hair scattered behind his head, his expression was dreamy as if he had just awakened from a dream, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

“First young master, you look good.” The female cultivator recognized his identity and immediately started to mock, “It seems you have gained a lot of benefits, even taking the initiative to run to the palace of Linghua Sect to curry favor with the young sect leader.”

Jing Shuxing was polite, leaning on his cane, and gave the two a standard salute.

“The two of you are unlucky, I have already searched for you, the young sect leader is not here.”

Facing the person as gentle as a noble son, the female cultivator rolled her eyes and let out a long laugh, “Look at you, Jing Shuxing, you wouldn’t think that just because the young sect leader has taken a fancy to your skin, you can escape your predetermined fate, would you?”

“It’s just two people who can’t escape from the palm of the city lord.”

The corners of the mouth of the young man, who was as elegant as an orchid and a jade tree, deepened. He was already very handsome, with his smile that was like a spring in the mountains, the clear moon and the breeze, giving him an irresistible affinity.

He nodded gently, turned his body to the side and gestured, “In that case, please, the two of you.”

The female cultivator gave him a strange look, “It’s strange, in the past when we wanted to massacre the village for cultivation, you desperately stopped us, but now you have changed your nature.” 

“It seems that the young sect leader has trained you well, she really knows how to play.” She didn’t think much, licked her lips, and walked briskly inside.

But she was stopped by her brother.

“Be careful, it’s a trap.” The male cultivator was cautious, his gaze shifting between Jing Shuxing and the shadowy figures in the palace.

“I’ll go in first.” He turned around and instructed the female cultivator, then took out his life-bound magical tool, his figure flashing like lightning, and appeared at the entrance of the palace.

Just as he was about to walk in, his consciousness suddenly disappeared.

The corners of Jing Shuxing’s mouth held an unchanging smile, he stepped back just in time to avoid the bloody fireworks that exploded on the ground.

A trace of blood splashed onto the end of his veil, like a bright red poppy, reflecting spots of light under the moonlight, it was extremely beautiful.

Time seemed to stand still, and after a few seconds, a heart-wrenching scream rang out.

“Brother!”

The female cultivator rushed up frantically, wanting to save her brother, but where was the complete human figure? Her brother was scattered all over the place like spilled ink, forming a bloody ink painting.

She raised her hand, and crazily swung at Jing Shuxing, “Speak, what conspiracy do you and Linghua Sect have?”

When Chi Lu returned to the palace, she saw Jing Shuxing’s body flying backwards, hitting the wall hard.

Her heart suddenly rose to her throat, and before she could rush forward, she heard the female cultivator scream. One of her arms had disappeared, and blood was gushing out. The other person had already disappeared without a trace, and it was unknown where he had gone. 

The author has something to say:

Little Jing (on the surface): Good morning, young sect leader. Good afternoon, young sect leader. Good evening, young sect leader. In life, I belong to the young sect leader, and in death, I am the young sect leader’s ghost.

Little Jing (inside): Kill them all! Kill everyone except the young sect leader!!