Chapter 638: We Seem to Have Committed a Crime

The night was thick, not a single star visible.

This world was dark and heavy; the rising cold wind echoed the Daoist's breathing.

As the Shen Zongzhu of the Jade Dragon Nanyang Baodi, the moment his killing intent surged, the entire Nanyang Baodi turned hostile toward that small courtyard.

The formation discs around them trembled slowly; the great array originally used to monitor these outsiders now concealed the auras of the two figures outside the courtyard.

Inside the silent room.

The candle flame flickered slightly, reflecting Ye Jing's beautiful face.

Within the bronze mirror, the expression on that face quickly faded; it was still expressionless, yet lost the earlier vacant look, gaining instead a sharp edge.

She stared quietly at the bronze mirror; the next moment, her five fingers hovered above the table.

In an instant, the long sword on the table suddenly transformed into two streaks of light, the blade leaping into her palm, while the scabbard split into six pieces, soaring and circling around Shen Yi to protect him within.

"Do not come out."

Ye Jing seemed like a different person, her voice calm.

When Meng Xiuwen was not here, she still possessed the ability to stand alone.

The woman rose slowly and steadily; her green skirt fluttered lightly, and as her long sleeves rolled, the immortal sword thrust straight out.

Boom!

Almost simultaneously, a huge, broad bear paw smashed through half a wall and seized in with fierce force!

The bear demon seemed not to expect the person inside to have reacted; in surprise, it quickly changed its grab to a slap, the palm turning a blood-red, as if a sea of blood surged, the manifestation of demonic power condensed to its extreme!

With its first move, it displayed strength no less than a Taiyi Zhenxian.

Where did such mortal demons get this kind of ability? Moreover, within this seemingly crude slap lay profound meaning; it was clearly something from under an immortal's seat!

Yet Ye Jing remained unmoved; the sword tip did not dodge or yield, pointing straight at the bear paw.

The instant the two met, the blood-red sea roared, trying to swallow the three-foot green blade, but the Bai Mang suddenly bursting from the sword tip, like Lei Ting, broke through the blood sea, tore through the dark night, and lit up the entire inner court of the Jade Dragon Sect as bright as day!

Slash!

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through thick leather rose, accompanied by the low growl of a ferocious beast.

The bear demon instantly withdrew its right paw, clutching it to its chest, and looked into the room with suspicion and doubt: "Who is your master? Which immortal sect do you belong to?"

Within this small Jianyang Prefecture, there actually hid a cultivator of such a realm.

"..."

Ye Jing stood holding her sword, showing no intention to respond.

She merely glanced briefly at Shen Yi; seeing that faced with such a sudden situation, the other party was not panicked either, but simply stared fixedly at some spot.

Not bad.

Although she did not know what Shen Yi was pondering, as long as he did not wander about, it would be fine.

Confirming that her sword scabbard protected him well, Ye Jing redirected her gaze back to that bear demon.

This demon creature could act within the Jade Dragon Sect only if it had received approval from the Jade Dragon Ancestor; that meant she had to face two Taiyi Zhenxian-level existences simultaneously.

She was not afraid, but feared being dragged into a grueling battle, causing some accident for that new colleague.

She must end the fight quickly and slay one of them first.

The sharpness on the sword rose again, making this world even brighter.

The woman's subtle movements fell into the black bear's eyes; it stood half-upright, shaking the blood from its palm: "If you do not wish to speak, so be it; just as well, I do not wish to listen."

As the words fell, it stomped heavily, causing the continuous mountain ranges beneath its feet to tremble several times.

"The last one does not count; let us try again!"

The black bear assumed a stance, and demonic power swept out, spreading from beneath its feet like a spiderweb covering all directions, forming a huge, bizarre pattern on the ground.

In comparison, Ye Jing's response was utterly ordinary; she simply stepped forward. The blood patterns on the ground, like giant pythons, coiled toward her, yet the instant they touched the hem of her clothes, they shattered neatly!

Her tall figure soared into the air, and the long sword in her hand thrust out for the second time.

The bear demon, having assumed its stance, felt as if its eyes were about to be blinded by the sharpness; its breathing grew heavy, and all the blood patterns across the ground rose up; though instantly shattered by the sword light, they still slightly hindered Ye Jing's advance.

Using the effect of these blood patterns, its massive form instantly appeared elsewhere, while a smile surged on its face: "Just look behind you!"

Sword cultivators most detest losing their spirit of pressing forward without retreat.

But Ye Jing truly had no experience protecting others; she had always followed Meng Xiuwen; if Meng Tou was not present, she only needed to do her own part.

This was the first time.

She shattered several more blood patterns again, yet could not resist turning back for a glance.

She saw that within the night behind, a dragon's roar suddenly sounded.

Like a jade dragon surging out of the black sea, it had been devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the very beginning, already gathering its might.

Now charging forward, its momentum was overwhelming, absolutely unstoppable by human power!

Roar—

The jade dragon did not attack Ye Jing; instead, it struck the six sword scabbards.

According to the report from the outer sect elders, among these three, the horse-lead boy was the one of highest status.

And whether it was Ye Jing's earlier distraction to protect, or the brief glance during the clash, it only made the Jade Dragon Ancestor more certain of this matter.

"Try to dodge."

With a single glance, Ye Jing had already judged that her sword scabbards could not stop this jade dragon.

She decisively turned to defend, exposing her back to that bear demon.

Even if she took a heavy blow, she should still be able to win in the end.

Once entering the state of magical combat, Ye Jing's mind carefully calculated the entire process, reaching a conclusion in an extremely short time.

From start to finish, she never considered whether it was necessary to save this new colleague.

After all, when she first entered the Zhan Yao Si, Meng Tou had protected her in exactly this way.

"..."

Just then, a slight change of events shattered all her calculations.

Ye Jing's face changed abruptly as she stared straight at the figure in the ink-colored robe.

The opponent still stood in place, showing no intention to dodge!

The Jade Dragon instantly swept into the Cheng Xiaoyuan; through its magnificent scales, the figure holding a sword and attacking could be vaguely seen within.

Amidst a massive boom, that dragon claw fiercely smashed toward the sword sheath.

Techniques requiring long-term accumulation of the world's spiritual Qi naturally possessed power beyond words.

The ancient sword sheath struggled to hold for an instant before merging six into one and being violently slapped away.

At this moment, even though Ye Jing furiously swung her long sword, shattering those blood patterns, she still could not arrive in time, forced to watch helplessly as the long sword hidden within the Jade Dragon suddenly thrust toward Shen Yi.

She returned to that dazed expression.

Ye Jing could not understand why this new colleague did not listen to her.

Until a ray of Jin Guang entered her vision.

After breaking through the sword sheath's defense, a smile surged onto the face of the Jade Dragon Ancestor; he even slightly retracted his hand, intending to spare this person's life to use as leverage against that female sword cultivator.

However, a breath later, a crisp sound of metal striking metal rang in his ears.

Ding.

Shen Yi's hair lifted slightly; he lowered his gaze to look at the long sword thrusting toward his body. His ink robe was shattered, and suddenly Jin Guang surged between his skin.

The lotus throne within his body connected to his four limbs and hundred bones, erupting with an indescribable mighty power.

The sword blade touched the golden skin but could not pierce in; instead, it emitted a grating hum, then shattered inch by inch!

Crack! Crack!

Such an obvious mark required no explanation whatsoever; everyone present could immediately see his identity.

A Puti Sect Ascetic!

Ye Jing slightly parted her red lips and blinked to suppress her shock that the Zhan Yao Si, whose duty was to slay demons for the three sects, had suddenly harbored an Ascetic.

This made her brain unable to turn for a moment.

The smile on the Jade Dragon Ancestor's face instantly turned to panic; following the Fengsanxian Sect's order to deal with a few disciples of great sects was fine, but that did not mean he could act recklessly against another disciple of the three sects.

"Great Master! A misunderstanding!"

He roared low and even began to actively retract his sword.

However, it was already somewhat late.

Those slender five fingers radiating Jin Guang had, at some unknown moment, rested upon his wrist.

What rippled at the fingertips was the power of the Three Tribulations.

Before the Jade Dragon Ancestor could utter a second word, his entire body was swallowed by that vast force.

Shen Yi casually waved his hand, and the entire Jade Dragon whistled as it was flung away, sweeping past Ye Jing and crashing violently into the black bear that was soaring through the air behind her.

The Jade Dragon wailed in sorrow; accompanied by a collision sound like thunder, the black bear's massive body was knocked flying like a broken sack.

"Roar!"

Under the impact of that terrifying force, the black bear felt a dullness in its heart, as if its entire body were about to shatter; it rolled several times on the ground, instinctively trying to use the blood patterns to escape.

The opponent was a Puti Sect Ascetic, absolutely not someone a subordinate spiritual beast like itself could offend.

"Huff."

Shen Yi slightly extended his palm; without relying on the Bai Xi seal, he indeed could not truly control that Xianshan, but since that mountain had awakened last time, it was different from the dead object it once was, and could barely lend some support to his Xian techniques.

Divine Mountain Suppresses the Blue Sky.

Invisible force instantly enveloped the black bear's body, causing its action of fleeing far away to stall for a moment.

"Uh."

Ye Jing was still shocked that an Ascetic had infiltrated the Zhan Yao Si; the next moment, she witnessed with her own eyes the opponent using yet another Xian family technique.

This made her already dazed expression become even more bewildered.

Is this right?

In that instant of her dullness, Shen Yi had already vanished from the spot.

Between the tattered ink robe, the thick Jin Guang was not as sharp as the previous sword light that could tear the night sky; relying solely on itself, it illuminated this world.

Shen Yi hung above the black bear and stomped down heavily!

Golden light liquid poured down, capable of breaking ten thousand methods!

No matter what hand seals the dazed Jade Dragon Ancestor formed, there was not the slightest response.

This was the true technique of the three sects, a crushing dominance over these heterodox and wild cultivators.

Beneath the long boots, that Jade Dragon suddenly exploded into fragments; the boots, unstoppable, stepped into the black bear's internal organs, and with a顺势 hook, kicked its towering figure violently into mid-air.

Fists like golden arrows pierced its body countless times in the blink of an eye.

The domineering nature of the Ascetic's path was fully manifested at this moment.

Physical Body Subdues Demons!

The black bear was hammered in mid-air, repeatedly knocked flying, already gasping for breath: "Great Master! I am a spiritual beast raised by a disciple under Master Qingmei; please show mercy!"

It did not even dare to waste time announcing its master's honorable name, but instead bluntly and decisively brought up Master Qingmei.

When facing disciples of the three sects, only true Xian families could make them hesitate.

"..."

Ye Jing gripped the hilt of the sword in her hand.

She suddenly remembered again that this new colleague had yet to reveal any intention to dare oppose the three sects, and it was even highly possible that the opponent himself was a member of the three sects.

This matter, I should handle it myself.

Yet before she could move, she saw Shen Yi, as if he had heard nothing, his long boot like a blade cleaving the night sky, savagely smashing the black bear's head!

Amidst a muffled crack, blood sprayed, staining that Bai Xi, handsome face red.

He... he didn't even need to prepare himself mentally.

【Killed a Seventh-Rank Black Bear Spirit, Total Lifespan Twelve Kalpas, Remaining Lifespan Four Kalpas, Absorption Complete】

【Remaining Demon Lifespan: One Hundred Ninety-Three Kalpas】

Shen Yi glanced at the panel, wiped the blood from his face with his hand, then turned to look at the green-skirted Miss in the distance: "Is this okay?"

Joining the Zhan Yao Si, he didn't need any Imperial Qi; the only thing he wanted was the qualification to act within Shenzhou without inviting trouble.

If it served no purpose even for this, then joining would be meaningless.

"Uh."

Ye Jing paused for a moment before realizing the other party wasn't concerned about whether she was okay, but only whether the matter itself was problematic.

She shook her head: "It should be fine... just wait for Meng Tou to say something."

The Zhan Yao Si, hindered by their status, usually wouldn't make a scene unless necessary, but that didn't mean they had to be timid if attacked by others.

Shenzhou, after all, is still the Shenzhou of the Human Emperor.

"You... are so strong."

Ye Jing walked to Shen Yi's side, feeling she had many questions to ask.

For instance, the other party clearly possessed extraordinary Walker cultivation, at least having crossed three kalpas, yet also mastered Xian techniques; based on this alone, one could rule out that he was a disciple of the Puti Sect.

Those Venerables would never allow Walkers in the sect to learn other things; the Sanxian Sect and the Puti Sect's most basic doctrines are worlds apart, which is no different from betraying one's master and destroying one's ancestors.

Furthermore, why did this new colleague show no reaction after killing disciples of the Three Sects... or at least half a disciple of the Three Sects?

Any creature born on the land of Shenzhou should have awe for the Three Sects; know that combined, they are equivalent to the Xian Court, the masters of all living beings.

But in the end, she fell silent, directing her gaze toward the empty bed within the shattered courtyard.

Ye Jing was self-aware; with her mind, it would be hard to analyze these complex matters clearly, so it was better to leave them for Meng Tou to handle.

"What happened to him?"

Shen Yi put away the bear demon's corpse and looked over as well.

At the very moment the two of them fought, the projection on the bed suddenly vanished.

"Meng Tou encountered something requiring true intervention," Ye Jing murmured.

Shen Yi frowned and fell silent.

His guess was indeed correct; such a Xian treasure must be guarded by disciples of the Three Sects.

However... if even the mount beast was at the Seventh-Rank level, then what kind of power must the black bear's master possess?

Shen Yi was quite self-aware.

Although the Puti Sect's techniques were strong, presenting a crushing posture against ordinary cultivators, he currently counted at best as a Seventh-Rank Mid-stage, far from perfection.

Moreover, the black bear's master was also a disciple of the Three Sects, so their techniques must be no inferior to the Puti Sect's.

Never mind, let's search the corpse first.

Shen Yi shook his head and walked toward the distance; at the place where the Jade Dragon was shattered lay a bloodied figure whose face was already unrecognizable.

He bent slightly and began to rummage through this Jade Dragon Ancestor with practiced ease.

Since the other party was a Taiyi Zhenxian, there must be a technique on their person to break through to the Seventh Rank; even if it were a wild method, it would suffice for now.

Just as Shen Yi, under Ye Jing's strange gaze, stored the storage bag and a pile of magic treasures into his possession.

A figure finally rushed over hurriedly from not far away.

The man's Bai Shan was intact, but his face bore bloodstains and an expression of guilt.

"Haha, it's so late, and you're still busy."

Meng Xiuwen scratched the back of his head and forced a smile.

"..." Ye Jing stared at him in silence.

Until the guilt on this Meng Tou's face grew even more intense, he finally coughed lightly twice and murmured apologetically: "I seem to have committed an offense."

Speaking, he took an object from behind him and threw it on the ground.

It was a head.

The young face remained with eyes wide open, mouth agape, the expression of terror lingering until death.

(End of Chapter)