Chapter 120: Great Dao Sect Furious, Master Too Ruthless

And this soul lamp naturally is Xiu Luo's soul lamp.

Now the soul lamp has gone out, meaning Xiu Luo has met with misfortune.

"This..."

The young maiden's face instantly turned pale.

Her eyes filled with shock and astonishment, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "How is this possible?"

"Who exactly has such ability to actually kill Senior Xiu Luo?"

Xiu Luo's strength had long reached the level above Quasi-Emperor, yet he was killed like this?

This is truly too strange.

The middle-aged man also wore a look of shock and disbelief.

He well knew Xiu Luo's strength; that was his capable subordinate, a top figure in this Central Province.

Now he has suddenly perished, which is truly hard to believe.

How outrageous!

The middle-aged man angrily slapped the table and rose, his hair standing on end with rage.

"Who? Who on earth did this!"

The other party first killed Steward Liu, and now killed Xiu Luo, clearly showing no regard for the Great Dao Sect, openly coming to provoke it.

"Come here!"

He shouted, "Go summon Meng Po!"

Soon after.

An old woman in black clothes with a stern face walked in.

She was stooped and hunchbacked, holding a cane, her steps soundless, giving the impression of a low presence, yet when she appeared, no one dared to underestimate her.

And she was Meng Po.

"Sect Master, what do you need from this old servant?"

Meng Po spoke.

The Great Dao Sect Master coldly said, "Meng Po, Steward Liu and Xiu Luo have both met with misfortune, their lives lost to the Yellow Springs."

"Go investigate at once to find out who did this; you must get to the bottom of it!"

The middle-aged man's voice carried an undeniable authority.

Hearing this news, Meng Po's brows flashed with shock, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Yes, Sect Master."

Meng Po's response was low in tone, yet carried a convincing calm.

It seemed that with her around, everything would proceed without incident.

However.

Just as Meng Po was about to leave.

The maiden beside him hurriedly said, "Father, I also want to go with Meng Po to Qingzhou."

Upon hearing this.

The middle-aged man was full of worry.

He had only this daughter, yet Steward Liu and Xiu Luo both died in Qingzhou, so he naturally could not rest easy letting his precious daughter put herself in danger.

Meng Po also said, "Miss, this old servant need only go once; there's no need for you to go yourself."

The maiden shook her head and said, "Not long ago, Steward Liu sent a voice message saying they discovered Zhou Tianming in Qingzhou; my master is very interested in him, so I intend to capture him and hand him over to my teacher for disposal."

Of course, this is only one reason; her true purpose is to openly duel Zhou Tianming and defeat him.

After all, Zhou Tianming's methods are heaven-defying; he crafted the Great Dao Sect's protective grand formation, his fame spread widely, and in one fell swoop he became the Great Dao Sect's chief senior disciple.

His fame overshadowed her, this exceptionally talented Holy Maiden, making it hard for her to swallow this indignity.

She intends to use her own means to defeat Zhou Tianming, so everyone knows she is stronger than him.

Upon hearing this.

The middle-aged man finally nodded and said, "If that's the case, then go with Meng Po to Qingzhou."

"But you must act carefully, and absolutely not be reckless."

"If there is danger, contact me immediately, understand?"

"Understood, Father."

The maiden nodded.

"Meng Po, you must protect my little girl at all costs."

The middle-aged man emphasized.

Meng Po replied, "Please rest assured, Sect Master; Meng Po will do so."

Immediately.

The two turned into a stream of light and departed.

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Meanwhile, on the other side.

Qingyun Sect, atop the Tian Dao Peak.

Li Yilan and Ye Xiaojiao, the two supreme heavenly talents, are sparring.

Their figures flickered and crossed, as they exchanged blows, sword shadows and cold light rising and falling.

Li Yilan's posture is light and graceful; her long sword resembles a lively white snake, each swing carrying threads of sword qi, like blossoming sword flowers, fully expressing the subtlety of the sword way.

Ye Xiaojiao, meanwhile, is like a night phantom, her form appearing and disappearing, using assassin's arts to move freely through Li Yilan's sword moves; her dagger occasionally strikes from a tricky angle, swift as lightning.

Li Yilan's gaze was like a torch; although Ye Xiaozhi was skilled in the art of invisibility, she relied on her keen perception and superb swordsmanship.

She could always catch Ye Xiaozhi's movement trajectory at critical moments, promptly blocking or counterattacking with her sword.

And Ye Xiaozhi was no simple opponent either; in her eyes, Li Yilan's sword moves were as clear as slow motion.

This allowed her to skillfully use invisibility and agile body techniques to repeatedly evade the fierce sword qi and swiftly counterattack.

They thus engaged in a seemingly playful exchange, you give me a sword, I give you a blade, a casual bout.

But in reality, it concealed hidden intricacies.

If anyone else were to face them, they probably wouldn't even have time to see Li Yilan's sword shadow before being wounded by that invisible sword qi.

And if one were to face Ye Xiaozhi, they would, without even noticing, have a dagger hidden in the dark pressed against their vital point.

This is the terror of the two.

And just as the two little girls were fiercely battling.

A streak of flowing light suddenly rushed from afar and steadily landed on Tian Dao Peak.

Seeing the arrival.

Li Yilan and Ye Xiaozhi were first stunned.

Then they joyfully said.

"Master, you've returned."

The two spoke in unison.

Lin Yang nodded.

And at this moment.

The sharp-eyed Ye Xiaozhi immediately saw Zhou Tianming lying on Lin Yang's shoulder.

She exclaimed in surprise, "Master, isn't he Zhou Tianming?"

"How did he end up like this?"

Lin Yang was about to explain.

But Li Yilan beside him laughed and said, "Master... even if they refuse to accept you as their teacher, you don't have to beat them into this state and forcibly bring them back, do you?"

"Besides, Master, you're such a hypocrite—earlier I said I would go break his limbs, and you disagreed, but now it seems Master himself has to step in."

"Master is truly vicious—breaking people's limbs, then reattaching them, then breaking them again; you really are our excellent role model."

Li Yilan stuck out her tongue, looking at Lin Yang with a mischievous, clever expression and said.

She could guess that this junior apprentice brother was definitely caught up by the Master, refused to accept the Master as teacher, and thus ended up like this.

How miserable!

And Ye Xiaozhi beside him, her face pale, said.

"Master, is it really as the senior sister said?"

"Go away, go away, don't listen to your senior sister twisting right and wrong."

Lin Yang explained to Ye Xiaozhi, "He was beaten into this state by someone else; it has nothing to do with me."

Then.

He looked at Li Yilan and said, "Don't falsely accuse good people; as a teacher, I am not as ruthless as you, not even sparing the limbs of my own junior apprentice brother."

"You really are a good senior sister."

Li Yilan pouted: "I don't even know who gave the order to strike from the side."

"Um..."

"This..."

Lin Yang gave an embarrassed laugh.

"Alright, stop the chatter; his life is now in critical danger, as Master I am preparing to refine the Bone-Breaking Blood-Fusing Pill to save him."

"Everyone, lend a hand."

Immediately.

Lin Yang carried Zhou Tianming into the courtyard.

Li Yilan and Ye Xiaozhi also followed closely behind and entered.

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