Chapter 147

Before the entire imperial capital, silence fell in an instant.

All the elders and disciples were somewhat puzzled.

Even Lin Shuyu, Ma Buying, and the others were confused.

Since this is a certain death, which elder would let their own disciple go to die?

Unless this Heng Xian truly has some extraordinary ability, or some life‑saving skill—for example, a mysterious technique to disguise himself as a demon, or a feigned‑death escape art, and so on.

And Elder Song of the Tianyuan Sect was extremely confident; to bring fame to the sect, he sent this odd disciple named Heng Xian forward!

That's right, it must be like that!

On the imperial capital, Song Rufeng and his elder brother Song Ruqing exchanged a glance, their expressions as usual.

This is a blatant scheme; if you, Heng Xian, refuse, then you are defying the elders' order—how we deal with you is entirely up to us.

If you agree, fine—an ambush on the way plus slaughter by the demon tribe; either way guarantees your certain death.

Although the outcome will feel harsh and hard to explain to Nangong Liluo, but once people are dead, what does it matter?

Thinking this, Song Rufeng coldly shouted again: "Heng Xian, why won't you answer?"

Just as his words fell, among the Tianyuan Sect disciples, Heng Xian stepped forward, bowed, and said: "Disciple is willing to go!"

Seeing this, the elders and disciples of the various sects secretly nodded, confirming the guess: this youth truly surpasses ordinary people—he is talent!

Song Rufeng wore a smile as warm as spring breeze: "Very well, Xiao Liu Shan lies three hundred fifty li southeast of this city—let's set out!"

Heng Xian chuckled lightly, clasped his fists, and said: "Before I depart, I have a word, please listen, Uncle‑Master! I… have never been someone who ignores the greater good or disregards right and wrong—unless I truly cannot go on living!"

To others, these words might sound like mere parting remarks, but Song Rufeng and his companions understood them perfectly.

Song Rufeng's expression shifted slightly: "Understood."

"Excellent!"

Heng Xian smiled, turned, and strode toward the city gates; the breeze lifted his robes as he departed resolutely.

Lin Shuyu frowned slightly, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

A disciple of the opposing Spirit Sword Sect, Xie Lingyu, stepped forward, but in the end also said nothing.

Ye Xiaoyao, Xiao Qiyun, and Bai Ziqin exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing undisguised delight.

Heng Xian, you're as good as dead!

……

Outside the capital, few people ventured; even demons were nowhere to be seen, and everything lay empty and desolate.

Heng Xian glanced at the blazing sun overhead and step by step entered the wilderness.

He wasn't a murderous maniac; when facing someone like Song Rufeng, his original plan upon leaving the sect was: you can't kill me, I'll toy with you, and I'll slay your two disciples.

While in Weiwu Commandery, he had already decided to plot the demise of their master‑disciple pair; otherwise his situation would be dire—unfortunately, the scheme of Baoyu and Tao San Niangzi fell through.

Afterward, events piled up one after another, giving him no time at all.

Actually, with only a Qi Hai Realm cultivation, taking down several Primordial Dan Realm cultivators and their disciples is no easy feat even with many schemes, and being too hasty risks alerting the enemy, tearing apart the facade, and resorting to direct violence.

Now it's truly a matter of tearing all pretenses apart—no compromise, fight to the death!

Heng Xian could hardly imagine that a senior elder of a great sect would, for the sake of a disciple, resort to such underhanded, narrow‑minded tactics, disregarding the bigger picture, and acting utterly reckless!

Damn it! If that's the case, I'll definitely kill you lot!

He opened the Xuanhuang Heavenly Hexagram: "Song Rufeng's methods surely aren't as simple as just feeding me to the demons, right?"

The hexagram's answer: 【After calculation, at least one Primordial Dan Realm cultivator will come to intercept and kill!】

Heng Xian wasn't surprised at all; he glanced around and said: "Can't escape—where is a good spot to set up an ambush?"

Divination answer: 【South, seventy-six li, there is a Primordial Falling Spirit Formation Valley; cultivators entering can at most exert five layers of their strength.】

The host can lure it inside, using the magic talisman from the Storage Bag, strike it; the chance to kill it is six layers!

"All right!" Heng Xian rose on his sword and headed straight south.

Along the way he encountered a dozen or so demons, yet they did not obstruct him; it seemed they were very confident he couldn't escape.

Heng Xian paid no heed to anything else, pressing on relentlessly; he flew about seventy or eighty li ahead, and indeed there was a stone valley ahead, looking desolate, with not a blade of grass or any small animal in sight.

Heng Xian landed at the edge of the valley and lifted his foot to step inside.

Indeed, as soon as he stepped into the valley's range, he felt his body sink, as if several thousand catties of iron were hanging on him, making each step arduous.

After great effort he reached the middle of the valley, his whole body drenched in sweat.

He glanced back, then performed the "Twenty Ways of Creation Escape Art," lying motionless like a stone among a pile of broken rocks.

Not long after, a figure came flying in hurriedly, his body somewhat clumsy, he looked around and furrowed his brow.

It was none other than Song Rufeng's twin brother, Song Ruqing.

"Huh? He clearly came in……

Song Ruqing stepped forward searching, the more he looked the more puzzled he became; suddenly he gave a cold smile: "Come out, you can't escape—I've seen you!"

Saying that, he stood still.

However, after waiting a full half incense stick's time, there was still no movement; he couldn't lure him out!

His face darkened involuntarily; he muttered a few curses and hurriedly walked out.

However, just after taking a few steps, a mighty aura suddenly descended.

"Nascent Soul?!"

Song Ruqing was greatly startled; he immediately commanded a jade ruyi dharma treasure to hover above his head, then lifted his gaze.

Only to see in midair a pink, jade-like fist phantom, wrapped in a fierce aura, striking down upon his head.

"The Ruyi Nine Heavens Fist of Liu Hanchun from the Tianyuan Sect… is this… a magic talisman? You wretched little bastard!"

Song Ruqing cursed, then fled on his jade ruyi.

Too late!

Boom—

A valley spanning over ten li was smashed down three or four meters, rocks and mountain peaks almost turned to powder.

Song Ruqing lay prone at the valley bottom, her jade ruyi shattered, left arm torn apart, left leg bleeding profusely.

At that moment, a stone in the corner shifted slightly and stood up—it was Heng Xian.

He looked around, silently praising, a strike of Nascent Soul magic power was truly terrifying—this was merely a seal talisman that had lost much spiritual power.

Just how terrifying would it be if Liu Chunshan himself showed up?

He then looked toward Song Ruqing.

He quietly produced seven magic talismans from his master, Nangong Liluo.

Just then, the death's-door Song Ruqing suddenly flashed in, carrying the terrifying aura of post-Golden Core realm, and slapped down: "You deceitful little bastard, die!"

Damn it, go die!

Heng Xian threw out all seven magic talismans at once.

Hum—

In an instant, seven fearsome phantoms and seven strange techniques, wrapped in an earth-shattering aura, shot straight at Song Ruqing.

Song Ruqing seemed to have been on guard, immediately turned and flew away, but as she left she shot out a silver beam.

Bang!

Heng Xian, as if struck by lightning, vomited blood and flew backward; in midair he immediately felt his chest, seeing a silver needle embedded there, and the wound instantly began to rot.

It was a blood-corroding, lethal poison needle!

Thud thud thud—

He landed on the ground, retreating six or seven steps.

At that moment, the seven magic talismans of Nangong Liluo ahead took effect simultaneously; the mountain range thirty li away instantly collapsed in its entirety, and an unmatched violent shock surged up to the heavens.

All people and demons within hundreds of li couldn't help but look.

And Song Ruqing, pursued by the seven talismans, expended all her lifetime treasures in a self-destruct to preserve her life; still, both legs were blown off at the root, her left arm completely gone, her vital energy gravely wounded, she clung to life, crying out a few times, and rushed toward the capital of Sang Guo.

Heng Xian breathed a sigh of relief, anxiously opened the "Profound Yellow Heavenly Hexagram": "How to neutralize this needle poison?"

The divination answer: 【This poison is the Spider King's Green Rot toxin; on contact with blood it festers, spreading throughout the body in two days.

Sixteen li to the southwest lay the attackers' recently exploded Storage Bag, with several intact vials of medicine; the red vial is the antidote!】

Heng Xian covered his chest and trudged difficultly; after flying sixteen or seven li, he indeed found a pile of broken things in the crevices of shattered stones, among which several vials of medicine were intact, and fortunately one was red.

He immediately picked it up, opened it, and swallowed a pill.

The medicine worked well; the corrosion on his chest stopped in the blink of an eye.

Heng Xian gripped the silver needle, gritted his teeth and pulled it out; the pain made him plop down on the ground, his head drenched in cold sweat, and his chest gradually turned red with blood.

After a long while, he opened the Heavenly Hexagram again: "How many paths do I have now?"

The divination answer: 【One path—leave this place, escape danger!】

There are two routes to choose from; the first goes west, kill nine Qi Hai Realm fiends, and you can break out.

The second goes southeast, kill thirteen Qi Hai Realm fiends, and you can also break out.

Recommendation: go west, from three li north of Maple Forest Valley, then west again; it's highly likely you'll encounter only seven fiends, making things much easier.】

Heng Xian expressionless: "I choose the second route, using the swarm of fiends to launch a counterattack on the capital of Sang Guo!"

(End of chapter)