Chapter 66: Chapter Sixty-Six: Killing Another Golden Wind Sect Divine Consort

"Who are you?" the Rain Consort asked.

"Blessings to the boundless, Supreme Emperor!"

A Daoist title finally rang out in this otherworld. Daoist Yan Song had by now burned the four sedan bearers and two maids entirely to ash, and the Great One Taiyi Fenghuo continued to close in on the Rain Consort without hindrance.

"My Golden Wind Sect and your Boundless Cave have no grievances. You head north to Changping Prefecture—do you intend to start a war with the Golden Wind Sect?" the Rain Consort scolded.

Daoist Yan Song:???

"No, you are not people from the Boundless Cave!" the Rain Consort realized. Her right hand extended, and a stream of water appeared out of thin air, winding and flowing along her arm as if alive.

The Rain Consort looked warily at the group, then turned toward Zhu Qingyan. "So you found help."

Zhu Qingyan looked at the group, equally surprised. "How did you return?"

Although she had known these few were not simple during the day, Zhu Qingyan had not expected them to be this powerful.

The old man's revealed cultivation was no less than the Rain Consort's; the wind and fire he spat easily burned the Golden Wind Sect's ghost sedan bearers and ghost maids to ash. That flame was certainly not ordinary fire.

The youth's cultivation was slightly shallower, but the power of his spells was extraordinary. His hand of thunder technique carried the might of heaven and earth, naturally countering the Rain Consort's yin and cold aura. Had she not carried a trace of divinity within her soul, she could not have easily blocked those two thunders just now.

As for the little girl and the white fox... no need to speak of them.

Gu Zhao smiled. "The inns in the county are too expensive; we couldn't bear the cost, so we came back to borrow a night's lodging. Isn't this a coincidence? We drove away the evil guests for you; consider it the room fee, how about that?"

Zhu Qingyan paused slightly, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes, but she still warned, "This person is one of the two consorts of the Golden Wind Divine Sect. If you make an enemy of her, the Golden Wind Divine King will not spare you."

Gu Zhao rubbed his hands and nodded. "In that case, let's just kill her."

Zhu Qingyan's small mouth opened slightly. "Ah?"

The Rain Consort suddenly flashed, transforming into a crimson shadow, and flew swiftly toward the courtyard exit.

She was not ungrateful; that single person wielding wind and fire was already her equal, plus the youth and Zhu Qingyan. It was too risky; she might truly overturn.

But water overcomes fire. If she wanted to leave, they could not keep her!

In the next moment, she saw the red-faced man standing in the corner of the front courtyard shake his head slightly. His face instantly changed: a black mask, vertical eyebrows, round eyes, fury erupting. The surrounding wind and fire suddenly let out a shrill shriek and a sound of explosion, forming a whirlwind that wrapped her in its core.

Gu Zhao pulled a Shangqing Transformation Spirit Talisman from his pocket. "Eyes like sun and moon, opening and closing the universe. When the One is already..."

Then, with his left hand forming the Heavenly Thunder Seal and his right hand performing the Thunder-Driving Spell, he circulated his magic power within his body, chanting words. "Heavenly Thunder, Earthly Thunder, resounding and shaking all directions. Crushing mountains and toppling peaks, fiercely piercing the Heavenly Granary."

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Wind and fire connected like a city, thunder like rain!

"Ahhh!"

A mournful, piercing scream came from the whirlwind. An aura carrying mental pressure suddenly appeared, actually breaking through the Great One Taiyi Fenghuo, wrapping a red shadow that shot out in an instant, flying toward the courtyard exit.

"She borrowed the divine power of the Golden Wind Old Ghost!" Zhu Qingyan exclaimed.

"Where do you think you're going?" Daoist Yan Song roared fiercely. His body leaped, covering three zhang in one bound, blocking the red shadow's path. The long sword he had just taken from his bundle instantly left its scabbard, tapping seven times. Seven silver star sword lights suddenly appeared, forming a net that stopped the red shadow.

In the next moment, the Rain Consort, whose ghost body was unstable, was forced to reveal her form. Only then did she realize the mask on the person before her had turned yellow again.

"Hardly enduring the old Daoist's Great One Taiyi Fenghuo and the Sect Master's Thunder-Driving Spell, you evil ghost are indeed extraordinary!" Daoist Yan Song formed a sword finger with his left hand against his chest, while his right hand thrust the long sword out, covering seven major acupoints on the Rain Consort's chest.

At the same time, he pursed his lips into a whistle and spat out another mouthful of Great One Taiyi Fenghuo. The long sword carried fire, sharp and scorching!

The Rain Consort had to fly backward, saying, "Wait, hold your hand, I have something to say!"

"Go say it to Black and White Impermanence." A clear voice sounded from behind. "Miss Zhu, get some water for me to conduct the electricity."

"Eh? Okay!"

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Although the Thunder-Driving Spell had a wide range, it required condensing thunder clouds and water vapor, taking a long time to prepare, and was actually less convenient and quick than the Palm Thunder. Moreover, Gu Zhao had applied the Shangqing Transformation Spirit Talisman to himself, so the power of the Palm Thunder was no weaker.

Daoist Yan Song held the long sword and spat wind and fire from his mouth. Even though the Rain Consort borrowed the divine power of the Golden Wind Divine King, she still could not escape the Zhu family mansion. Her internal magic power grew weaker with each fight, and the divine power she could borrow grew less and less.

The Rain Consort was afraid. "Let me leave. I will report to the Divine King and never trouble Miss Zhu again!"

"No need," Gu Zhao said calmly. "Just go peacefully. In a few more days, the Golden Wind Divine King will come down to keep you company."

The Rain Consort's pupils involuntarily contracted. She understood the meaning in Gu Zhao's words and asked in shock, "Who exactly are you people?"

Daoist Yan Song swung his long sword, stroking his beard and laughing loudly. "People who act on behalf of Heaven!"

Seeing that she could no longer escape the Zhu family mansion, the Rain Consort could not help but look at Zhu Qingyan. Her charming face had turned into a hideous visage, her eyes full of madness.

In the next moment, ignoring Daoist Yan Song's long sword and wind and fire, she threw her whole body forward. Her form turned into a beam of red light, shooting straight at Zhu Qingyan while she formed a hand seal in her hand, triggering the magic seal within Zhu Qingyan's body.

"Ah!"

Zhu Qingyan could not help but let out a low groan. Her body went limp, and in a single breath, she could not summon magic power to resist.

"Little slut, die with me!"

The Rain Consort reached out with one hand toward Zhu Qingyan's throat, but she did not guard against a hand suddenly extending from the side. Five fingers gathered, shaped like a crane's beak, pecking at her wrist pulse point, scattering all her strength.

A green robe broke into the space between the two. Her right leg hooked, her left palm slapped diagonally, knocking the Rain Consort two zhang away. Then she blocked in front of Zhu Qingyan, palms spread, feet lightly tapping.

Zhu Qingyan looked up, seeing Gu Zhao's back, and a complex expression flashed in her eyes.

Facing Gu Zhao, the Rain Consort seemed to see a white crane spreading its wings, watching the enemy with cold eyes, poised to pounce.

In the next moment, that white crane truly pounced toward her. At the same time, a sharp sword cry sounded from behind her.

The Rain Consort was dead, and she had contributed a great deal of evil qi.

Daoist Yan Song retracted the Great One Taiyi Fenghuo, waved his sleeve before his face, and returned to his true appearance. Then he bowed to Zhu Qingyan. "My control was not precise enough; I burned quite a few of the young lady's flowers and plants. My apologies."

"You humble this junior," Zhu Qingyan hurriedly returned the bow. "If not for the rescue of you all, Qingyan would certainly have died today."

"Miss Zhu, are you injured?" the embroiderer asked, stepping forward.

"Just a small wound, nothing to worry about." Zhu Qingyan shook her head, then said to the group, "Thank you all for your rescue, but now that the Rain Consort is dead, the Golden Wind Divine King might sense it. You all had better leave quickly."

"And you?" Gu Zhao asked.

Zhu Qingyan's eyes flickered, then she said, "I will go to another place to hide."

Bai Ke suddenly spoke up. "Did the Golden Wind Divine King place a mark inside you that can track you?"