Chapter 440: Unexpected Encounter

Xu Qing glanced at this youth and nodded slightly.

Last night, at the request of this Saint-Lan Clan youth, he and the Captain pondered for a long time and finally agreed to the other party's suggestion, intending to use the Saint-Lan Clan convoy to leave this area searched by the Sword-Holders.

As for whether to go to the Tianding Kingdom where the other party was after entering the Saint-Lan Clan, Xu Qing didn't give a conclusion.

And the hiding place they were arranged in was this four-legged beast's skin. This method was very clever, and there was aura concealment, which clearly showed that the Saint-Lan Clan was very good at this kind of hiding technique.

"Little cultivator did not fail the Masters' expectations and has successfully deceived the Sword-Holders. The rest of the journey should not have too many accidents. We will reach the Saint-Lan Clan in a month."

Saying this, this Saint-Lan Clan youth raised his right hand and took out two lotus leaves from his storage bag, respectfully holding them above his head.

"Little cultivator has only seen the Masters twice in his hometown in this life, and only saw them from afar. Although I have heard my father respectfully speak of the Masters' customs many times, I really don't know much about it. I only heard that the Masters like to eat the moon dew before dawn, so I ordered people to collect it."

Xu Qing's expression was as usual, but his heart moved. He had some understanding of the Black Heaven Clan, but it hadn't reached such a detailed level, and he didn't know about the preference for eating moon dew.

And the youth's words contained ambiguous terms. They looked normal, but they also contained a trace of probing.

So whether the Black Heaven Clan really liked to eat moon dew was also unknown.

So he remained silent.

The Captain smiled indifferently, raised his right hand, and grabbed from the air. Immediately, the two lotus leaves flew toward him. He didn't drink the moon dew inside directly, but raised his small fingers, tapped it lightly, and applied the dew to his eyes.

Only to see the moon dew evaporate rapidly, and a layer of film appeared on the Captain's black eyes, as if covering his eyes, and his expression also revealed a bit of comfort.

"You have a heart. Withdraw."

This Saint-Lan Clan youth's expression didn't have any abnormality from beginning to end, always fanaticism, and after hearing this, he bowed respectfully to Xu Qing and the Captain, and then retreated.

After retreating nine steps, he got up and left.

Just like that, time flowed by, and soon half a month passed.

During this half month, this Saint-Lan Clan youth had a sense of proportion and didn't disturb Xu Qing and the Captain too much. Occasionally, when he came, he would ask for an audience from afar, and only after being allowed would he approach.

All his words and deeds didn't reveal any abnormality, as if he really regarded the two of them as Masters.

However, in his words, he would occasionally respectfully and cleverly ask about the customs of the Black Heaven Clan. Every time, his face carried yearning.

Xu Qing didn't know much about this, so he didn't speak. Everything was handled by the Captain.

And this time, the Captain clearly did his homework very well. His understanding of the Black Heaven Clan was extremely high, and he even pointed out two places where the other party was wrong.

"Who told you that the Black Heaven Shenshan is for sacrifice? That is the place where moon flowers bloom, and it is also the place where the gods descended, and where the God Palace is located now."

"The Black Scale City under the Shenshan? What a pity, that city was stared at by the God's Remnant Face sixty years ago and has disappeared. Not many people outside know about this."

During the Captain's words, whether it was his expression or tone, it was extremely real, giving Xu Qing the feeling that the Captain had really lived in the Black Heaven Clan.

This also made the fanaticism in the Saint-Lan Clan youth's eyes even stronger.

However, this person's probing didn't disappear completely. There was another time at noon when the sunlight was most intense. Although he didn't appear, the hair covering the sunlight shifted slightly, making the intense sunlight fall directly on Xu Qing.

Xu Qing frowned and waved his hand slightly. Immediately, the hair covering the sun returned to its original angle.

Such small things, although the number of times was not many, every time Xu Qing and the Captain handled it very well, so after half a month, similar probing finally didn't appear again.

Until this day, in the Linlan Prefecture, the Saint-Lan Clan convoy approached the Tianyue Canyon.

The Tianyue Canyon was very large. According to the speed of the convoy, it would take three days to pass through here, and after leaving the canyon, it would take another week to reach the border.

Because Linlan Prefecture was a prefecture bordering the Saint-Lan Clan, after the convoy arrived here, the Saint-Lan Clan cultivators all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and the tight string also loosened a bit.

After spending the night outside the canyon, the next morning, the convoy marched majestically into the canyon, whistling and galloping inside.

As the convoy moved forward, a day passed quickly. When dusk was about to arrive, they were already close to the middle of the canyon.

The mountain rocks on both sides were rugged, towering high, blocking part of the sunlight, making the canyon look a bit dim.

In the distance, in a hidden cave located at a high place, a woman in red clothes opened her eyes from meditation at this moment, revealing cold light.

This woman was wearing a mask, and beside her was a huge ghost sickle. It was Qingqiu.

She had been here for half a month, and her target was those returning Cloud Mica Stone convoys.

These convoys were large and small. In order not to startle the snake, Qingqiu had already let go of several small convoys. She was prepared not to strike, but once she did, she would rob the largest convoy.

"They're coming, they're coming!!" When the Saint-Lan Clan convoy where Xu Qing and the Captain were approached this area, the ghost's voice immediately came into Qingqiu's mind.

"This convoy is one of the targets you asked me to investigate before. They are from the Tianding Kingdom of the Great Desolate East Prefecture. Although it is a small country, the amount of Cloud Mica Stones transported this time is not small."

"I just sensed a circle. There are hundreds of Saint-Lan Clan cultivators inside, not many Golden Cores, and the strongest is the sixth palace!"

"They are just right, the sixth palace is also very suitable for us to die together!"

Following the ghost's clamoring voice, Qingqiu's cold light flashed in her eyes. As her cultivation circulated, red light radiated from her whole body. Under the deployment of her secret technique, she actually had the fluctuations of sixth-palace combat power.

Clearly, in these few months, her cultivation had finally made a breakthrough, forming four Heavenly Palaces. Combined with the Imperial-level cultivation technique and secret technique, her combat power had reached the sixth palace.

"According to their speed, they will reach us here in an incense stick of time!"

The ghost's voice carried excitement, but it clearly didn't notice the Captain and Xu Qing who were concealed, and Qingqiu couldn't imagine that Xu Qing and the two would be in the convoy.

So, she licked her lips, cold light in her eyes became stronger, and she waited silently.

At the same time, inside the convoy, Xu Qing looked up and looked into the distance. The voice of the Jin Gang Sect ancestor just came into his mind.

"Master, I just sensed a divine sense of an artifact spirit sweeping over. It's the ghost sickle of the red woman."

Xu Qing raised his eyebrows.

The Captain beside him also looked up suddenly, looking into the distance, his expression a bit surprised. Clearly, he also had his own way of detecting it.

"A bit interesting, you felt it too, right?" The Captain smiled and sent a voice transmission to Xu Qing.

For the Captain to be able to investigate, Xu Qing didn't have too much surprise, and after a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes, he responded via voice transmission.

"If her target is not this convoy, we shouldn't cause extra trouble."

"What if it is?" The Captain smiled.

"Killing in Fenghai Prefecture will be investigated. Capture alive to the Saint-Lan Clan, kill." Xu Qing said calmly.

"Really want to kill? Haha, good. See what she looks like before killing, wearing a mask every day." The Captain narrowed his eyes and looked at Xu Qing, carrying some teasing in his eyes.

Xu Qing was surprised and frowned.

Evening.

The afterglow fell upon the earth, tinged with a dim yellow. When it fell into the canyon, it became even dimmer, causing the canyon to enter the night early.

As the hundreds of red-skinned four-legged beasts moved forward, the ground continuously transmitted vibrations. With a loud roar, it came directly from the front of the convoy.

The ground there suddenly exploded, and amidst the splashing of countless broken stones, there were even more array runes falling from the sky, covering all directions like a big net.

There was also blood-colored light, falling like a sea of blood, filling all areas, making this canyon instantly filled with blood.

Amidst a burst of exclamations and turmoil, a thin figure flew out from the dusk of the firmament, wearing a wide red robe, a delicate white mask, and a huge ghost sickle.

Following the appearance of the figure, an ancient tone like chanting also echoed in the world at this moment.

"Litu inherits the luck, Dao traces are hard to find, Xuanyou our Emperor, bestow blessings and receive, war soul descends, help my sect members, Litu sets off!"

As this ancient tone of chanting spread in all directions, the world was influenced by some kind of power, actually appearing bursts of gloomy wind in this canyon.

This wind swept everything. Wherever it passed, all the Saint-Lan Clan cultivators who felt it trembled, as if invaded by ice cold, and their hearts were filled with bursts of terror.

And that gloomy wind whistled from eight directions, and in the blink of an eye, it gathered around the ghost sickle in the red-clothed woman's hand.

The ghost's eye flashed abruptly, radiating scarlet light, and then suddenly opened its big mouth, biting toward the woman's arm.

The next instant, the red-clothed woman shook all over, and overlapping shadows formed outside her body, as if war souls between heaven and earth were summoned by her and fused into her body.

Faintly, one could see that the war soul was a female general wearing armor, manifesting behind the red woman, blessing her cultivation power.

This scene made this red woman at this moment like a messenger of death, wanting to harvest all life.

Not only this, but endless red light also radiated from the red woman, making her the source of the blood light in this canyon.

That was the blood-intent realm of the Taisi Dao Sect!

Once unfolded, another personality would appear, replacing Qingqiu and occupying the lead.

So the next instant, a strange smile was wantonly transmitted from the Qingqiu who had descended.

"Hehehe."

The laughter matched the expression, giving people a sense of endless madness. The next instant, her speed erupted, and she fused with the blood light, rolling toward the Saint-Lan Clan crowd.

The ghost sickle in her hand cut through the sky, the sharp blade seeming to be able to cut open the void. Wherever it passed, the world changed color, and the wind rose and clouds surged.

Actually, no one could stop her in the slightest.

Even the youth with sixth-palace combat power, whose expression changed greatly, rushed out rapidly to stop her, but although he was also sixth-palace combat power, he was not as fast as Qingqiu.

After all, they were a transport convoy, not Black-Clad Guards responsible for killing.

Qingqiu swayed slightly and avoided it directly. Amidst that series of eerie laughter, killing intent was strong, and she rushed toward the crowd.

"Hehehehe."

One by one, the Saint-Lan Clan cultivators couldn't dodge at all. Following the horizontal sweep of the sickle, their bodies were cut in an instant, which was tragic to the extreme.

The red woman struck ruthlessly, destroying everything. Clearly, she wanted to kill everyone here.

Amidst the killing, blood splashed onto her body and face, making the blood color in her eyes even thicker.

Especially the action of licking the blood, that sense of madness reached its peak.

The Qingqiu at this moment was the appearance Xu Qing remembered when they first met.

It was also the origin of the name Red Woman!

It could even be said that if there were no Xu Qing and the Captain, and this convoy didn't have any trump cards, Qingqiu's ambush this time would probably have succeeded.

Even if this convoy hid trump cards, with Qingqiu's current combat power and speed, she could still plunder some Cloud Mica Stones.

It's just that... Xu Qing and the Captain couldn't watch Qingqiu strike like this. They didn't care if the Saint-Lan Clan died or not, but they couldn't die before they were taken to the Saint-Lan Clan.

So, the moment Qingqiu cut off a Saint-Lan Clan Golden Core after forcing back the Saint-Lan Clan youth with one blade, and was about to continue waving the sickle, the Captain struck.

His figure flew out from the ninth four-legged beast, as if appearing out of thin air, instantly changing from tiny to normal size, revealing the appearance of a Black Heaven Clan member. His eyes carried cold light, and he let out a cold snort.

"Human race, presumptuous!"