Chapter 57: Heavenly Dao Sect Master Ji Yueyao (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

A black robe danced with the wind, and a head of long black hair fluttered, revealing a handsome face and a pair of pitch-black eyes.

He walked up to Chu Yang, looking down from above, his sharp gaze fixed on Chu Yang.

Chu Yang's heart pounded wildly.

He felt as if he were prey being stared at by the other, his entire body stiffening; he became nervous involuntarily, and even breathing became difficult.

Seeing Chu Yang in this state, the man in black could not help but sneer mockingly, "I wondered what kind of big shot it was; it turns out to be nothing more than a Personal Disciple of a Daoist Disciple from the Heavenly Dao Sect."

"A piece of trash like you—this Young Master will trample you however I please!"

Having said that, he raised his right foot and stomped toward Chu Yang's lower leg.

Seeing this, Chu Yang was so terrified his face turned ashen, and he screamed, "No!"

But he was unable to move; already severely wounded, he had absolutely no strength left to dodge.

"Crack—crack—"

Chu Yang's legs were snapped one after the other by the man in black.

Intense pain surged into his brain instantly; Chu Yang's whole body trembled uncontrollably, his mind went blank, and his eyes widened into circles.

Watching this scene before him, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the face of the man in black.

"Who—who exactly are you? Why do you want to kill me?"

Looking at the man in black before him, a look of pain and anger appeared on Chu Yang's face as he roared the question.

"Heh, a mere ant, daring to touch this Young Master's woman—you truly don't know how to cherish your life."

The young man in black said every word clearly, a flash of killing intent crossing his eyes.

"What, you mean... they are all your women?"

Hearing this, Chu Yang's pupils constricted, his heart filled with horror; he looked at the young man in black in astonishment, "You—you are the Young Master of the Su Family?"

At this moment, he finally remembered who the young man in black before him really was.

It was clearly the Young Master of the Su Family, the number one great clan of the Donghua Continent that the passersby on the street had been talking about.

"Not bad, you've only just realized it now—too late!"

Su Chen nodded, a cold smile appearing on his face, "Now your task is to go to the Underworld to meet your Heavenly Dao Sect's..."

"Young Master of the Su Family, you cannot kill me like this; I am the Personal Disciple of Xuanzhen Daoist Child. This is a misunderstanding, please let me explain."

Chu Yang interrupted Su Chen, struggling, wanting to survive.

But Su Chen would not give him the chance; he gave Su Mei'er a look.

Su Mei'er waved her palm slightly, and a sharp dagger sliced directly through Chu Yang's throat; blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

"Don't, I beg you..."

Chu Yang clutched his neck tightly with both hands, feeling his vitality vanish completely; his face turned gray-white, his eyes bulging, filled with fear and unwillingness.

"Hmph! Is my Su Family someone your Heavenly Dao Sect can provoke?"

Su Chen glanced indifferently at Chu Yang lying in a pool of blood, his face devoid of any pity.

"Su—Su Family, Su Family..."

Chu Yang's eyes were wide open, his face deathly pale, muttering in his mouth; finally, a "thump" sound rang out, his body fell limply to the ground, and he breathed his last.

At the same time, one hundred thousand miles away at the Heavenly Dao Sect.

An Elder guarding the Soul Lamps was meditating with his eyes closed when he suddenly felt the Soul Lamp before him flicker; he sat up abruptly, a look of gravity flashing across his face.

Because, what were stored here were the Soul Lamps of the Heavenly Dao Sect's elite disciples.

Since a Soul Lamp had gone out, it meant that an elite disciple of their Heavenly Dao Sect had fallen.

"How could this be?"

Looking at Chu Yang's extinguished Soul Lamp, his brows locked tightly, his eyes full of gravity, "Could it be..."

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

Could it be that Chu Yang provoked someone he shouldn't have while out, and was killed by someone else?

After all, Chu Yang was the number one Personal Disciple under Xuanzhen Daoist Child, and his strength had reached the mid-stage of the Great Saint Realm; even against an expert at the Great Saint Realm Peak, he could have escaped rather than fallen.

Then it must have been an encounter with an expert at the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

Experts at the Quasi-Emperor Realm are all great powers of a region; why would they easily deal a lethal blow to a junior?

Such a guess made his heart tremble.

"No, I must tell the Sect Master about this as soon as possible."

Thinking of this, he stood up quickly and ran outside.

Heavenly Dao Sect, Taiqing Hall.

A woman wearing black Daoist robes sat cross-legged, her eyes slightly narrowed, her palms slowly coming together.

She was the Sect Master of the Heavenly Dao Sect—Ji Yueyao.

She was a woman of supreme talent; not only was she beautiful, but her cultivation talent was extremely astonishing, having cultivated into an expert at the Quasi-Emperor Realm Peak in a mere thirty years.

She only needed to take one more big step forward to step into the legendary Great Emperor Realm.

Such a genius Sect Master held extremely high prestige within the Heavenly Dao Sect.

No matter who it was, upon seeing her face, they had to show three parts respect, and even the Elders were no exception.

At this moment, she was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the surrounding Spiritual Qi was surging madly into her body.

This Spiritual Qi turned into liquid, merging into her body, making her skin become even more delicate and fair.

Within her dantian, a massive spiritual platform was floating, emitting brilliant spiritual light.

Inside the spiritual platform, a seven-colored lotus flower was in full bloom, emitting mysterious fluctuations.

The lotus petals were crystal clear, as if carved from the most perfect mutton-fat jade, and wisps of mysterious and unfathomable laws emanated from them, shrouding the entire lotus platform.

Abruptly, the seven-colored lotus flower trembled, and then erupted with a majestic attractive force, absorbing the surrounding Spiritual Qi into her body and refining it into pure laws.

Following the appearance of this suction force, the Spiritual Qi on the lotus platform surged unceasingly, transforming into streams of milky-white liquid Spiritual Qi that poured into Ji Yueyao's body, continuously strengthening her cultivation.

"Hm?"

She, who was practicing with her eyes closed, suddenly sensed someone rushing toward this side from outside, and she snapped her beautiful eyes open.

A figure appeared within her line of sight; it was none other than Deacon Elder Zhao Hanshan, her senior fellow apprentice.

Seeing Zhao Hanshan, Ji Yueyao immediately asked, "Senior Brother Hanshan, what is it? Has something happened?"

Hearing this, Zhao Hanshan's expression changed, and he said urgently, "Sect Master, the Soul Lamp of Chu Yang, the first Personal Disciple under Xuanzhen Daoist Child, has just gone out."

As soon as Zhao Hanshan's voice fell, Ji Yueyao's expression changed slightly.

"How could this be..."

She knitted her delicate brows.

Although she did not know Chu Yang particularly well, only knowing that he was the first Personal Disciple under Xuanzhen Daoist Child and that his cultivation had reached the mid-stage of the Great Saint Realm, there was no way he would fall so easily.

"Could it be... them?"

Ji Yueyao's expression shifted, and she said coldly, "Senior Brother Hanshan, go investigate immediately how exactly Chu Yang fell; I cannot allow our Heavenly Dao Sect to be looked down upon by others!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Zhao Hanshan cupped his fists in acknowledgment and turned to leave.

Watching Zhao Hanshan's retreating back, Ji Yueyao's gaze was complex as she fell into deep thought, feeling a vague sense of worry in her heart.

(End of chapter)