Chapter 509: Emergency

Half an hour later.

A pile of corpses on the ground.

The bandit leader was covered in blood.

At this moment, his face was filled with an expression of terror.

"Are you human... or a ghost!" the bandit leader asked in immense fear.

The person before him was a devil.

If the other party were a top-tier Martial Arts expert, he would not be this afraid.

However, the other party's strength was clearly weaker than his, just more agile.

Yet, every single bandit had been Slayed by him.

They had clearly felt that with just a little more effort, they could Slay him.

But it was always just a little bit short.

In the end, every single bandit died.

Only the bandit leader remained, and he finally realized it.

Lin Chao held a new broadsword in his hand, killing intent in his eyes: "Once you go to hell, you will know."

He slashed down with one blade, still very concise, and the bandit leader died.

Only then did Lin Chao sit on the ground, panting heavily, letting his breathing become more steady.

For Lin Chao, killing this group of bandits had also consumed a massive amount of energy.

Now, his arms were sore and numb, feeling as if they did not belong to him.

"Time is urgent, I must hurry back." But Lin Chao knew he could not delay any longer; he had to hurry back.

If he did not make it back before the Sacred Bath Day, everything would be too late.

……

Qingxu Sect.

Jiang Boye changed into his ceremonial robes, looking full of vigor.

The leisurely temperament from before had vanished, and he carried a sense of majesty about him.

"Seventh Elder, the Sect Master is waiting for you in the main hall." At this moment, Zhao Tai walked over, revealing a respectful expression.

After Lin Chao left, he had entrusted Zhao Tai to help look after his master.

Jiang Boye also knew that Zhao Tai was one of the few friends his disciple had in the Qingxu Sect.

Therefore, he let Zhao Tai stay by his side to handle tasks.

"Follow me," Jiang Boye said.

Jiang Boye would be presiding over the Sacred Bath Day, and Zhao Tai following him would bring quite a few benefits to Zhao Tai within the Qingxu Sect.

The two walked toward the main hall.

"According to the time, Xia Yang should have arrived at the academy by now," Jiang Boye said.

Zhao Tai nodded: "Probably about right."

"I hope the journey is smooth and peaceful." A trace of worry appeared in Jiang Boye's eyes.

In fact, before his disciple headed to the academy, he had written a letter to one of his friends, urging that friend to look after his disciple.

Unfortunately, he had not received a reply.

After all, in this world, human favors are the least important thing.

But thinking about it, there should not be any major issues.

After all, he had already retired for so many years.

Zhao Tai followed behind Jiang Boye, a trace of worry in his eyes: "Seventh Elder, I have heard some rumors that this Sacred Bath Day might not be peaceful."

"Oh?" A flash of doubt crossed Jiang Boye's eyes. "I also heard the Sect Master mention that some things might happen; I didn't expect you disciples to know as well.

However, it is not a big problem; the Sect Master has long been prepared."

Hearing this, Zhao Tai felt a little more settled.

Jiang Boye led Zhao Tai, and the two hurried toward the main hall of the Qingxu Sect.

Yet, just at this moment, a clamor suddenly came from ahead.

Jiang Boye looked closely and saw that flames were burning in the direction of the Qingxu Sect's main hall.

"There's a fire!"

"Put out the fire!"

Countless shouts rang out, and Jiang Boye had an ominous premonition in his heart, but before he could ponder it, he saw many bandits suddenly charging out from outside the Qingxu Sect.

Those bandits were holding weapons and charging toward the main hall of the Qingxu Sect.

"Seventh Elder, run!" Seeing this, Zhao Tai hurriedly grabbed Jiang Boye's sleeve.

Jiang Boye was also shocked at the sight: "Run!"

They had just talked about something going wrong, and it had actually happened.

Jiang Boye was still relatively calm.

After all, these mountain bandits were coming aggressively, but they were merely a rabble.

Once the Qingxu Sect reacted, they would certainly organize the disciples to resist.

At that time, these mountain bandits would surely be routed.

Just then, however, a loud shout suddenly came.

"Chief, I see Jiang Boye, he's right there!"

Following this voice, Jiang Boye saw a burly man staring at him from afar.

Jiang Boye was stunned for a moment.

Because he discovered that on the man's back, he was carrying a Dao Soldier of the Qingxu Sect.

"Run!" Jiang Boye roared; he understood that the other party had ill intentions and seemed to be about to make a move on him.

Seeing this, Zhao Tai also followed Jiang Boye and fled toward the Back Mountain.

Meanwhile, the leader of the Damang Bandits, Mo Quan, revealed a look of greed in his eyes: "Give chase, he must be captured."

Immediately, several of the gang leaders followed Mo Quan and pursued Jiang Boye.

As for the other Damang Bandits, they acted like they had gone mad, frantically burning, killing, and looting.

And these people were the bandits already abandoned by Mo Quan.

The main hall of the Qingxu Sect was certainly extremely safe, but the bandits were all gathered around it.

Jiang Boye had no choice but to take Zhao Tai and run toward the Back Mountain.

Jiang Boye was old after all; although he held the status of a martial artist, he was panting for breath before he had run very far.

"Zhao Tai, let's separate; their target is me." Jiang Boye gasped for air, and from far behind them, shouts and curses could still be heard.

"No, I promised Xia Yang." Zhao Tai refused, "Elder, let's hurry; as long as we stall for a while, once the Sect Master reacts, all these bandits will die!"

Jiang Boye glanced at Zhao Tai, his expression somewhat complex: "Xia Yang did not misjudge you."

But Jiang Boye also knew that once the Sect Master reacted, these mountain bandits would be routed.

But before that, he would be dead.

After all, the dozen or so mountain bandits chasing from behind were all elite figures among the bandits.

"We will flee first, and later... if we are caught, I will hold them off, and you run straight away.

They won't chase you." Jiang Boye said.

That bandit leader did not know where he had obtained the Qingxu Sect's Dao Soldier, and now he must be thinking of leaving the Qingxu Sect quickly, lest the Dao Soldier fall back into the hands of the Sect Master.

Therefore, that leader likely also had his eyes on his Dao Soldier Embryo.

Thus, he would not create extra trouble to chase after an insignificant Zhao Tai.

"If you survive and get out, remember to write a letter to Xia Yang, and just say that I have severed my master-disciple relationship with him." Jiang Boye's face was covered in wrinkles, like withered yellow tree bark.

If he were still alive, he would be a help to Xia Yang.

But if he died, and Xia Yang continued to act as his disciple, he would find it difficult to move an inch within the academy.

"Seventh Elder, that won't happen." Zhao Tai looked anxious; he and Jiang Boye had already tried their best to flee, but the people behind were catching up closer and closer.

At this moment, the Qingxu Sect was in total chaos.

Several mountain bandits were brandishing large blades, hacking indiscriminately.

Most of those living here were Handymen; they had no weapons to defend themselves and, facing the vicious mountain bandits, they were completely unable to resist.

Zhao Ting looked at the mountain bandit rushing toward him, fear appearing in his eyes, and he roared: "Li Tangxue, I am Zhao Ting, I once lent silver to you!"

Among the mountain bandits, there was unexpectedly a woman, and this woman was even wearing the disciple uniform of the Qingxu Sect.

And this woman was precisely the Li Tangxue that Zhao Ting knew, and also the first among their batch of Handymen to become an official disciple.

Back then, Li Tangxue had once sought him out alone at night to borrow silver.

In her demeanor, there had even been some ambiguity.

However, later on, Zhao Ting heard that Li Tangxue had borrowed silver from many people, and as the price, there were some transactions.

After learning of these things later, the image of Li Tangxue as a goddess in Zhao Ting's heart collapsed.

Yet sometimes in the dead of night, he would feel incredibly regretful, wondering why he had been so pure-hearted back then.

Otherwise...

But now, Li Tangxue looked like she was one of the bandits.

Zhao Ting looked at the corpses on the ground, afraid of being hacked to death by the mountain bandits, and filled with fear, he had roared like that.

He hoped that Li Tangxue would spare him for the sake of their past acquaintance.

Li Tangxue glanced at Zhao Ting, and some memories surfaced in her mind: "So it's that guy who had the lustful heart but no guts; go on, kill him."

She did not care about their previous friendship at all.

If something had happened between the two of them before that satisfied her, she might have spared him for the sake of old times.

As for such a cowardly and incompetent person, she could not be bothered to pay him any mind.

Hearing this, Zhao Ting's heart turned to ash.

However, the next second, a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

He saw a giant rock thrown out, which smashed right into Li Tangxue's face.

Li Tangxue's delicate and beautiful face instantly turned into minced meat, bloody and mangled.

Seeing this goddess he had thought about day and night turn into such a state, Zhao Ting could not help but feel nauseated and vomited up the meal he had eaten this morning.

And at this moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of Zhao Ting; it was Lin Chao.

"Zhao Ting, do you know where my master is?" Lin Chao asked.

(End of this chapter)