Chapter 988: I Killed Them!
The Bihe Sect is no small matter!
They are the mortal enemies of the demonic Qianxi Shadow clan!
How bad could they possibly be?
The Bihe Sect possesses the technique called Jie Tian Ye, which summons lotus leaves to shield all things; and the powerful defensive garment known as He Ye Chang.
They also have the technique called Ou Si Lian, which shoots out lotus filaments to control living beings’ bodies; and the technique called Ou Si Luan, which disrupts an enemy’s internal energy.
And there is the healing technique called Qing Lu Xi, which releases a single glistening drop of lotus dew to mend wounds.
And the spiritual defense technique—He Yi Lian Xin!
What kind of divine support is this?
Add to that one extremely potent offensive technique: the Bihe Sect’s Jiang Jing ultimate skill—Wan Zhang Qing He.
Even if Lu Ran gains nothing else on this southern journey, securing He Yingcai of the Hai Jing would count as completing his mission!
“Younger brother, you—”
He Yingcai stared blankly at Lu Ran.
Lu Ran still smiled gently: “Call me Menzhu.”
He Yingcai: “.”
Is now the time to discuss titles?
Everyone in the world knows you’re a Xianyang believer!
And yet you just pulled off teleportation?
Is that right?
“Lu Menzhu,” the Hai Jing island master obediently changed her address.
He Yingcai preferred to believe Lu Ran’s teleportation came from a divine weapon’s domain or a magical artifact’s effect.
But Lu Ran’s next words made her head spin:
“I can steal the power of gods and demons.”
“Steal the power of gods and demons?” He Yingcai felt as if she were hearing a fairy tale; her speech grew halting.
Since becoming a Hai Jing powerhouse, she had never been so uncomposed!
Lu Ran shrugged: “For instance, your mortal enemy.”
As he spoke, his eyes turned into eerie crimson irises.
Qianxi demonic art—Qianxi Tong!
Lu Ran dared use Qianxi Tong on He Yingcai precisely because the Bihe Sect possesses the spiritual defense technique—He Yi Lian Xin!
He Yingcai resists all spiritual attacks.
Lu Ran grinned mischievously and blinked his left eye.
He Yingcai gazed into those beautiful eyes and lost her wits completely.
Those deep crimson irises
Were truly beautiful!
Strange, yet tinged with a hint of seduction.
Combined with Lu Ran’s slightly playful smile, He Yingcai truly felt she was facing a wicked Qianxi Shadow believer!
“Sister, you must keep this secret for me,” Lu Ran whispered.
He Yingcai opened her mouth, then fell silent.
Lu Ran added: “Sister, if you have many questions, you may ask Master Cong Long privately.
He is beautiful in person and kind-hearted—he will surely answer you.”
Yu Changsheng: ??
He had been gently fanning himself and smirking at the spectacle; now he froze mid-motion.
I—what did you just say about me?
Beautiful in person and kind-hearted?
He Yingcai calmed her turbulent emotions and turned to look at Yu Changsheng.
Just in time to see the impossibly handsome man wearing a look of wounded pouting.
To He Yingcai, it was utterly amusing.
“Alright, I’ll ask Master,” He Yingcai nodded lightly; she knew well that Lu Ran was giving her an opening.
At that moment, Lu Ran’s expression turned solemn, and he slightly lifted his head.
Immediately, a shout came from outside the gate:
“Lu Menzhu! Lu Menzhu?”
The voice was urgent, grating on the nerves.
“Enter!” Lu Ran lightly patted He Yingcai’s arm.
He Yingcai immediately stepped aside.
A black-clad man entered and reported hastily: “Lu Menzhu! Over thirty kilometers west, a large force has appeared—over two hundred men!
Many carry long and short halberds—they must be the main force of Jingting Mountain!”
“Oh?” Lu Ran’s heart jolted. “Immediately inform Qi Feng of this. Keep scouting!”
“Yes!”
The black-clad man transformed into a jet-black crow and flew backward out the door.
“Finally, war begins,” Deng Yu said, her elegant Seven-Star short knife spinning in her fingers, now clenched tight in her palm.
There was even a hint of excitement in her voice?
“Try to present yourselves as Xianyang believers,” Lu Ran said as he walked out.
“Understood,” Deng Yu replied softly.
Lu Ran stepped into the courtyard, drew a divine weapon from his waist, and shot straight into the sky.
He had many flight techniques, but in front of others, he still posed as a Xianyang believer.
Lu Ran rose higher, surveying all around.
The sky was overcast, drizzling steadily.
The distant rolling mountains were shrouded in misty rain.
Faintly visible, rich in atmosphere.
But it obscured vision.
Suddenly, Lu Ran’s eyes sharpened—he saw a group of figures stepping on lotus petals, flying westward toward Yan Yu Lake through the swirling mist.
The Tianluan Sect’s Tianya Island Master!
The leaders of the Zhang Hua Sect, Bihe Sect, and Jian Lian Sect.
And He Qi Feng of Dafeng Hall and others!
Lu Ran watched the group fly to the westernmost island of Yan Yu Lake.
It was an empty island, a buffer zone, just fifty meters from shore.
What are they doing?
Lu Ran studied the core leadership of the Qianzhou Alliance.
Seeking peace?
Since Tianya Island Master didn’t invite Ran Men to attend, perhaps that’s their intention.
But Lu Ran understood He Qi Feng better.
Wu Seng sister is a woman of great wisdom and courage; she wouldn’t harbor illusions. Given her style, she’d likely start with courtesy before force.
On Qinghe Island, He Yingcai was also receiving allies from various sects, arranging matters urgently.
On the westernmost island of Yan Yu Lake, the Qianzhou Alliance’s core leadership whispered in hushed tones, the atmosphere heavy with tension.
“They’ve arrived,” He Qi Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Amid faint crackling of electricity, the vanguard of Jingting Mountain arrived at the lakeshore.
The two sides faced each other, less than fifty meters apart.
Tension crackled!
“Qianzhou Alliance!!” A roar exploded.
A burly man wielding a Fangtian Huaji, his body wrapped in crackling lightning, suddenly appeared by the lake.
His face flushed with rage, he pointed his halberd at Tianya Island Master: “Kneel and beg for death, all of you!”
No one on the island responded.
“Are you all deaf?” the Tiger-Face Hall Master roared in fury, “You killed our Ling Feng Hall Master and ambushed our Hu Xu Hall Master!
You bastards—are you tired of living?”
The Tiger-Face Hall Master had a rugged face, dark skin, and the terrifying aura of a Hai Jing powerhouse—he looked every bit a demon of destruction!
“Speak!” The Tiger-Face Hall Master, receiving no reply, flew into a rage, “You motherfuckers, talk!”
Tianya Island Master finally spoke: “Master Lü, long time no see.”
The main force of Jingting Mountain had arrived at the lakeshore.
Among them were three men and women clad in purple robes—anyone could tell they were of high status.
Lü Xiao, the grand master of Jingting Mountain, tall and imposing, draped in a wide purple robe!
Lady Lü, adorned in an elegant purple robe, her long hair coiled high, radiating noble grace!
And the woman in purple combat attire, long hair flowing over her shoulders, radiating an overbearing aura—Lady Lu San.
She held in hand a divine weapon—the Fangtian Huaji—and behind her back carried six short halberds, their tips glinting with icy radiance!
It was said this Lady Lu San possessed an incomparably masterful technique of throwing halberds.
Where she pointed, they struck—perfect accuracy, never missing.
Since entering the mountains, those six short halberds had claimed countless lives.
At this moment, Lu Xiao gazed expressionlessly at the Thousand Boats Alliance, his gaze settling on He Qi.
This girl was the youngest, yet her presence was the most commanding among them all.
She wore a golden-brown long robe that subtly exuded a regal bearing, prompting silent admiration.
Clearly, this woman was no mere follower of Tianluan or a flower-bearer disciple.
“Why must Lord Lu be so aggressive?” the Lord of Tianya Island spoke again. “Must you truly oppose our Thousand Boats Alliance?”
Lu Xiao, as always, ignored the Lord of Tianya Island’s words.
Then a sharp female voice rang out, uttering words that stunned all:
“You vile disciple of Tianluan—do you know your crime?”
Instantly, all of the Thousand Boats Alliance turned to look at Lord Lu’s third wife.
Lady Lu’s expression was haughty, her upturned eyes brimming with cruelty.
Shengling Mountain truly was a lawless land.
In the mortal world, even if two people bore a blood feud, neither would dare insult the other’s revered deity.
Yet here, Lady Lu directly linked “Tianluan” with “vile disciple.”
It was outright sacrilege!
“You!” The Lord of Tianya Island’s face froze.
Lady Lu raised her divine halberd, pointing at him: “Dare you lay hands on our Lingfeng Hall or Huxu Hall members?
You vile disciple of Tianluan—how bold you are!”
Even a clay statue has three parts of temper—how much more so a sea realm powerhouse?
The Lord of Tianya Island growled: “If your factions hadn’t repeatedly invaded our Thousand Boats Alliance, none of this would have happened.”
“Hah.” Lady Lu sneered. “You vile disciple of Tianluan—how dare you speak to your auntie like this? Have you finally found yourself a backer?”
The Lord of Tianya Island suppressed his fury, while beside him, He Qi called out loudly:
“He Qi, Master of Dafeng Hall, Wu Jifeng, greets you all.”
“Wu Jifeng?”
“Is the Master of Dafeng Hall the governor of Zijin City?”
“It seems so!”
“Truly a Wu Seng sect! A disciple of the First-Class Divine—Wu Seng!” Murmurs erupted.
Clearly, both the title of Wu Jifeng Hall Master and the identity of a First-Class Divine follower inspired deep wariness!
Lady Lu whirled sharply, her piercing gaze sweeping across the crowd.
Instantly, the grounds fell silent—everyone held their breath.
Only then did Lady Lu turn to He Qi and demand sharply: “Wu Jifeng—what a bunch of hypocritical bald monks!
You claim neutrality, don’t you?
Then why did you kill our two Hall Masters?”
He Qi remained unruffled, answering openly: “My Dafeng Hall has never lifted a hand against the Jingting sect.”
Lady Lu frowned, stubbornly retorting: “If not you, then who?”
The Huxu Hall survivors who had fled back had been clear: the ambushers included disciples from the Western Wastes, disciples of Yu Fu, and one elusive figure.
Clearly, not these monks.
The First Lady spoke up: “I believe Master He. If so, then don’t get involved in this mess.”
She paused, then added: “The Thousand Boats Alliance destroyed our Hall members and killed our Hall Masters—this is an undeniable fact! Today, we from Jingting Mountain demand justice.
Master He, your sect claims neutrality—you must not engage in conflict with other sects.
Don’t violate your sect’s rules.”
Her words, laced with barbs, were enough to make anyone’s blood boil.
He Qi smiled faintly at the elegant woman and declared loudly: “Dafeng Hall came to Yanwu Lake at the invitation of the Thousand Boats Alliance, merely to tour.
When the host’s house catches fire, guests naturally lend a hand.
Why don’t you all return first? Once Dafeng Hall departs, then you may settle matters.”
“Ridiculous!” Lady Lu’s face darkened. “As long as you stay one day, we cannot avenge our dead?
Do you truly think Jingting Mountain fears Wu Jifeng?”
“Master He is exceedingly arrogant!” The First Lady’s face was equally cold, her voice icy. “A life for a life—this is natural justice!
You have no business meddling.
Master He, don’t be foolish enough to defy Master Tu’s orders and betray the entire Wu Jifeng sect.”
He Qi raised an eyebrow slightly.
What a heavy hat to place on his head!
No wonder Jingting Mountain’s First Lady had such a reputation.
“Lady Lu speaks in jest,” the Lord of Tianya Island replied, voice equally cold. “Your Lingfeng Hall and Huxu Hall invaded the Thousand Boats Alliance first—what right do you have to demand blood for blood?”
Lu Xiao, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke: “Hand over the killer, and I’ll spare your lives.”
The Lord of Tianya Island stood with arms crossed, facing the Jingting Mountain army with unyielding resolve: “There is no killer among us on the Thousand Boats Isles!
Only soldiers defending our homeland—and righteous souls who aid us in protecting it!”
His words rang with weight.
High above, Lu Ran, slowly flying in, glanced at the Lord of Tianya Island a moment longer.
This refined, gentle middle-aged man had such steel in him?
Hmph~
I like it!
As the Ran Men contingent landed on the island, the Jingting Mountain forces on shore naturally turned to look.
Deng Yu, Yu Changsheng, Gao Yunyan.
Three sea realm masters, all wearing wide-brimmed hats and oversized straw capes, radiating formidable presence and an air of mystery, stood behind Lu Ran.
Another sea realm master, He Yingcai, stood atop a lotus leaf in midair, accompanying Lady Jiang Ruyi of Ran Men.
The Ran Men troops landed deliberately dozens of meters away from He Qi and his group.
Lu Ran’s gaze swept over the three figures in purple robes, then finally met Lu Xiao’s eyes. He spoke:
“I killed the Lingfeng Hall Master.”
“Hss”
“What the—?!”
“This kid?” A chorus of gasps, murmurs, and sharp intakes of breath followed.
Everyone stared at the young man in the wide white robe, his bearing noble and imposing.
Some looked at him as if he were a fool; others, as if he were already a corpse.
Yet others were stunned, certain he was not lying.
Several sea realm masters stood respectfully behind him—this alone spoke volumes!
Lu Ran spoke again, his voice cutting through the drizzle into every ear:
“I also killed the Huxu Hall Master.”
The lakeside fell utterly silent.
Only deathly stillness remained!
Lu Xiao, who had been expressionless until now, finally changed color—his fury surged uncontrollably.
A terrifying aura erupted from his massive frame, spreading like a tidal wave, causing surrounding disciples to tremble in fear.
Lu Ran wasn’t just provoking—he was stomping on Lu Xiao’s face, flaunting his power!
“Between Lingfeng Hall and Huxu Hall, some twenty or thirty people—I killed them all,” Lu Ran’s lips curled slightly, a hint of arrogance in his smile.
Such a smile rarely graced his face.
But now, he seemed to have inherited the true essence of the Wildland Nüba clan!
Lu Ran locked eyes with Lu Xiao, his grin wild and unrestrained, speaking slowly, word by word:
Lu Ran stared directly at Lu Xiao, a reckless smile curling on his lips, each word deliberate:
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