Chapter 807

Sir, you didn't say before that

Even if Luorongchang were even more ruthless, he ultimately wouldn't want to see his own son die a miserable death.

He rarely felt a hint of sorrow, speaking to the skull-shaped shadow in the void.

Hmph, who would have thought Fei Mian had such a constitution, yet Jin Chen still dared to let him successfully form his golden core.

The demon lord he called an adult sounded angry; without Luo Yi Ping's aid, this grand plan really isn't very complete.

We can't delay any longer; quickly open the barrier's Main Gate and let the demon tribe hiding outside the sect enter.

"I understand," Luorongchang sighed, and after watching the skull's shadow disappear, he stood up with a fierce look in his eyes.

What a Xie Xi!

Although he was used as a furnace cauldron to replenish his son's arcane power, he hadn't been treated poorly over all these years.

He actually just killed Yi Ping like that!

"Yi Ping, my son, rest assured; as your father I will definitely avenge this for you!"

Luorongchang's voice turned icy, and with one punch he shattered the table beside him.

Even if he flees back to the mortal realm, what then? Do you think he has no recourse?

Come here.

After Luorongchang left, he resumed the Sect Leader's serene and dignified mien, the gloom in his eyes deliberately hidden.

Master.

Immediately, a disciple from the Sword Cultivation Institute came to report.

"Traitor Fei Mian killed Yi Ping and has already fled to the mortal realm; he may continue colluding with the demon tribe to harm ordinary folk, so quickly send people to apprehend him."

Yes,

Three disciples received the order, took his command token, and set out.

"What are they doing over there?" Luorongchang glanced at the Discipline Hall disciples walking back and forth on the main road, then asked the person beside him.

"Reporting to Master, Master Bixia said that since the demon tribe has been rampant lately, we should have the disciples increase their patrols."

Luorongchang started, then hurriedly asked, "Which places exactly?"

"The sect's barrier zone, plus the main thoroughfares where the various institutes intersect; the True Person said other areas are already tightly controlled, so no need to worry."

That's fine.

Luorongchang snorted inwardly; of course the tight control was already—he had long since replaced it with his own demon tribe undercover agents.

Discipline Hall disciples, to avoid disturbing others' cultivation, usually patrol late at night, so after a few days Luorongchang simply stopped thinking about it.

Little did he know, Jin Chen's plan had already begun to be carried out.

"Quick, I'll stand guard; you all hurry and set up the formation."

After confirming three times that no one was here, the patrol disciples hurriedly called others over, one group guarding the outer perimeter while letting those inside set up the formation.

Every incantation of the formation was personally prepared by Jin Chen.

"Master said, the Spirit Order's elders are now imprisoned by the Sect Leader; we can only rely on ourselves."

A few disciples chatted while preparing the formation, sighing, "Who would have thought the Sect Leader would turn the tables on us? It's truly terrifying upon reflection."

"Shh, keep it down—walls have ears."

As soon as those words fell, a voice immediately sounded.

"Who's there?"

The voice sounded somewhat dazed.

The guard outside immediately became alert, walking over with a smile and saying, "Discipline Hall patrol—may I ask which senior brother you are?"

"Discipline Hall—"

The previously dazed voices instantly cleared, and several people stepped out from the shadows, patting their chests and exclaiming, "You really scared us—how dare you be so blatant? The institute head told us to be careful, careful, and careful again."

He glanced at their clothes and realized they were from the Qixin Residence.

Those few disciples exchanged a glance, relaxed, and wore an expression of "I understand you."

"Who would disagree? It feels like the entire Xuanzong Sect is unsafe now."

"Hey brothers, what did you guys eat tonight?"

The Qixin Residence disciple casually replied, "Just the regular disciple hall's food."

"Yeah, it's truly awful." The Discipline Hall disciples gathered around.

The next second, all the Discipline Hall disciples drew their swords and attacked each other directly, without any nonsense.

"You……!!"

The five demon tribe undercover agents didn't even react before being instantly stabbed to death.

"Quick, quick, quick—take care of it and report to Master; tonight is truly exhilarating."

The Discipline Hall disciples dragged away the corpses, meanwhile lamenting how useful this signal was.

The Xuanzong Sect has many disciples; the undercover agents, usually afraid of being discovered, have always kept a low profile, so even after a few died they truly went unnoticed.

Except for Luorongchang.

After he learned that several undercover agents had died for no reason, he began to feel a bit panicked.

Before the adult's plan even begins, we absolutely cannot allow any mishaps!

Luorongchang thought for several days and finally came up with a good solution.

"Come, go fetch the disciple named Qiu Shi from the Alchemy Cultivation Institute."

"Yes, Master."

——

After the time it takes to finish a cup of tea, the anxious Qiu Shi entered Luorongchang's Study alone.

Disciple Qiu Shi of the Dan Xiu Institute pays respects to the Sect Leader.

His appearance was utterly ordinary; if it weren't unavoidable, Luorongchang wouldn't resort to this risky move.

He waved his hand at the air, the Main Gate slammed shut instantly, and at the same time a barrier opened.

I've heard of you.

Luorongchang got straight to the point: "You seem to be on good terms with Fei Mian."

Qiu Shi opened his mouth, Didn't Know How to Answer.

What the Sect Leader understood was indeed correct, but that was only before.

Now Fei Mian is suspected of colluding with the demon race; if one admits to admiring him, wouldn't that also implicate oneself?

Seeing what Qiu Shi was thinking, Luorongchang chuckled a few times, "Don't be afraid."

"I sought you out to tell you that if you become Fei Mian's Dao Lu partner, you can naturally rescue him."

Qiu Shi lifted his head instantly, disbelieving, "So you're saying Fei Mian has no collusion with the demon race?"

"All that was done by Ling Xu; it has nothing to do with him, and I have already investigated it thoroughly."

Luorongchang looked anguished: "So-called taking on disciples is merely an excuse for Ling Xu to come down the mountain; poor Fei Mian, a child of extraordinary talent, is actually going to be buried like this."

"As Sect Leader of the Xuanzong Sect, I really cannot bear to do this."

Hearing those words, Qiu Shi's suspended heart finally settled, and his restless thoughts began to stir again.

"But Fei Mian seems not to like me."

"You can take this and go find him; he will understand your meaning."

Luorongchang handed him something, and as Qiu Shi took it, a faint light flickered at his cuff.

"As long as you rescue him, if you later truly develop feelings and become Dao Lu partners, I can also arrange your marriage."

"Thank you, Sect Leader."

Qiu Shi seemed to have already foreseen his future life; he immediately kowtowed in gratitude, tightly gripping that spirit stone in his hand.

Little did he expect he would still have a chance to play the hero saving the beauty.

I have long felt that Ling Xu Immortal Venerable… no, Ling Xu this traitor harbors ill intentions, and yet he still wants to keep Fei Mian confined with him—truly hateful.

"Go, there will be a senior martial brother accompanying you up there, under the pretense of delivering supplies."