Chapter 49

This evil spirit was extremely powerful, entrenched in one area, and even went so far as to slaughter a city. Only then did it attract the attention of the Daoyi Sect, and eventually, Zhao Zhengping took action.

The mission was a complete success, and Zhao Zhengping also slew that evil spirit.

However, according to his investigation, there was an extremely mysterious force behind this evil spirit, and he suspected that a Ghost King might exist.

Therefore, Zhao Zhengping was very worried, which is why he came specifically to report to Venerable Hong, hoping that the sect could pay more attention and, ideally, find the location of this force and eradicate it.

"Zhengping, I know everything you've said. If there's nothing else, go down and get some rest early. You've been traveling for days and must be exhausted."

After hearing Zhao Zhengping's words, Venerable Hong spoke, but to this, Zhao Zhengping said with a serious expression.

"Disciple is not tired. Protecting the common people and slaying demons is the duty of us cultivators."

Regarding Zhao Zhengping's answer, Venerable Hong was not surprised in the slightest. He was just that kind of person: rigid, stubborn, yet possessing a heart for the common people, upright and incorruptible.

It was just that right now, he really wasn't in the mood to discuss these things with him; his mind was full of the food Ye Changqing made. Damn it, why didn't he get to eat any tonight?

"Alright, I know you have the world at heart. I will inform the sect to investigate this matter."

"Yes, disciple takes his leave."

Having finally dismissed Zhao Zhengping, he looked at the sky, and Venerable Hong sighed helplessly, having no choice but to close his eyes and meditate, waiting for tomorrow's breakfast.

The night passed quickly. When the morning sun rose, in every area of Shenjian Peak, almost at the same time, figures rushed out rapidly, all heading straight for the foot of the mountain.

Needless to say, these were the disciples going to the kitchen to prepare for breakfast.

"What the hell, why are there so many people?"

An outer sect disciple, after finishing a night of cultivation, didn't delay in the slightest and rushed out of his courtyard gate the first moment he could.

He had thought he was early, but who would have expected that as soon as he stepped out, he saw people rushing out from every courtyard, and their target was the same as his.

Damn it, why are there so many people? While the disciple was speechless, the speed under his feet kept increasing.

It was just a pity that everyone was sprinting for their lives, and no one gained any advantage.

The inner sect disciple area was the same. One inner sect disciple after another rushed out from various places, and finally, they converged on the main path, forming a stream of people, rushing toward the foot of the mountain with a roar.

"Faster, faster, faster! These animals woke up way too early."

"Stop shoving, damn it! We're still halfway up the mountain, is it necessary?"

"Sometimes losing is losing at the starting line. Don't block the way, Flowing Light Step!"

It was still early in the morning, and the entire Shenjian Peak was in an uproar. The mixed spiritual power fluctuations soon alarmed the many Elders of Shenjian Peak.

Standing at the peak, a group of Elders looked at the streams of people rushing toward the foot of the mountain, their faces all wearing expressions of confusion and bewilderment.

"Are they going to war?"

"What madness are these little brats up to so early in the morning?"

With so many people rushing down the mountain as if their lives depended on it, anyone who didn't know better would think demons were attacking the mountain. ===== CHAPTER 50 =====