Chapter 16: Demonic Cult Suspicions

Su Changqing looked back and discovered that the person speaking was none other than the Lao Li who had just been conversing with him so much, and who was now looking at him with a gloomy gaze.

"Alas, so you really did figure it out?"

Su Changqing sighed lightly, appearing slightly annoyed as he spoke to himself.

"You are not Lao Chong. Who exactly are you? What is your purpose in coming to our territory?"

Lao Li asked Su Changqing coldly, one question after another.

"Of course I am not Lao Chong, and even less am I a member of your Demonic Cult, but I cannot tell you anything else. In consideration of the fact that you just told me all the information I wanted to know, I can spare your life."

Su Changqing smiled slightly as he replied; he was not a man who enjoyed killing, and furthermore, since this Demonic Cult Disciple had just told him all the information, he decided to spare him.

As for whether he would reveal Su Changqing's identity?

Su Changqing had no way of knowing; if he really did betray Su Changqing, and Qiu Men learned that he had told Su Changqing all the Demonic Cult's schemes, he might be killed on the spot.

And by the time he reported it, Su Changqing would have long since vanished without a trace, and catching him would certainly be impossible.

"Spare my life? A piece of trash at the Qi Refining Fourth Realm dares to speak so brazenly about sparing my life? I am at the Qi Refining Seventh Realm and can take you down with ease."

Lao Li immediately burst into laughter; that he, a Demonic Cult Disciple at the Qi Refining Seventh Realm, could be threatened by someone at the Qi Refining Fourth Realm was a massive joke.

After laughing, Lao Li's eyes turned cold in an instant, and he looked at Su Changqing, shouting, "You aren't leaving today; I am going to capture you and go claim the reward!"

Su Changqing felt extremely helpless; he had clearly given him a path to live, so why did he have to seek his own death?

"Ghost Demon Three Claws!"

Lao Li lowered his body, his eyes looking at Su Changqing like a vicious tiger, then he swiped his five fingers into claws and leaped into the air, pouncing toward Su Changqing, his five claws even carrying faint demonic energy that transformed into ghost shadows.

"Since you want to capture me, then I cannot let you leave either."

Su Changqing's eyes were like burning coals; a white light flashed from the scabbard at his waist, and the next moment, his sharp longsword was held horizontally before him, blocking Lao Li's offensive.

"Clang!"

The five claws and the longsword collided, instantly emitting a crisp sound; the sword Qi of the longsword instantly shook away all the demonic energy on the five claws, and the ghost shadows let out a shrill, miserable cry before dissipating into nothingness.

Lao Li hurriedly retreated to put some distance between them, looking at Su Changqing in disbelief.

This Ghost Demon Five Claws technique was a signature skill he had mastered since joining the Demonic Cult, and he had never met an opponent he couldn't defeat with it in the past; how could this kid at the Qi Refining Fourth Realm block it so easily?

It was truly like seeing a ghost!

"Gale Sword Technique!"

Taking advantage of Lao Li's momentary stupor, Su Changqing shouted the name of the technique, backhanded his sword, and slashed out; sword Qi like a gale instantly swept toward Lao Li to kill him.

"Impossible!"

Lao Li shrieked.

At this moment, he was shocked to the extreme; seeing Su Changqing unleash the Gale Sword Qi and instantly feeling its biting, majestic power, he could not understand how a cultivator at the Qi Refining Fourth Realm could unleash such a formidable sword technique.

By the time Lao Li reacted, he quickly slashed through the air with his claws, unleashing over a dozen more ghost shadows in an attempt to block the sword Qi, but the Gale Sword Qi was like a chariot crushing everything in its path, directly grinding and tearing all these illusory ghost shadows to pieces, advancing with irresistible force toward Lao Li.

The next second.

Only then did Lao Li think to run, but the Gale Sword Qi did not give him the chance; the sword Qi swept crazily over his body, and just like the Lao Chong he had mentioned, his throat was slit by a single sword strike, dead as could be.

"There is nothing impossible!"

Su Changqing shook his head helplessly, feeling deep regret for this "new friend"; he had clearly spared his life, yet he had to step forward and seek death. Perhaps this was his fated end. 【You observed the "Ghost Demon Three Claws" used by Lao Li, triggered Against-Heaven Comprehension, and successfully improved it into "Ghost Demon Nine Claws"】

Just at this moment, the system's broadcast arrived in Su Changqing's mind.

Could Demonic Cult techniques also be improved and derived?

This was the first time Su Changqing had faced the Demonic Cult, and he had never come into contact with Demonic Cult techniques before, so he had no idea they could be improved and derived, but now he knew the answer.

After dealing with this Demonic Cult Disciple, Su Changqing hid himself among the tree branches once more and continued his advance toward the heart of Jiuyin Mountain.

He had come this time to search for the Huanglan Narcissus, and encountering the Demonic Cult and extracting information from them was an unexpected bonus.

Of course, this kind of matter was not something a regular Disciple like him could resolve; he would just report it when he returned to the sect, and he could not forget his own main business.

Not long after Su Changqing left, Lao Li's corpse was quickly discovered by other Demonic Cult Disciples; looking at the tragic sight of his throat being slit by a sword, the crowd was silent and horrified.

This matter quickly reached the ears of Qiu Buping; he was seen running over in a rage, pushing through the crowd to step forward.

"Who did this!"

Qiu Buping grabbed a Demonic Cult Disciple on the scene in a fury and shouted the question.

"Qiu Men, I really don't know; I just came out to relieve myself, saw some movement in the grass, and when I walked over to look, I saw Lao Li's corpse."

That Demonic Cult Disciple was trembling all over in fear, stuttering as he explained to Qiu Buping.

"You don't know? Then who does?!"

Qiu Buping flung the Disciple aside, sending him flying several meters away to crash into a tree, where he spat out fresh blood and fainted. He scanned the group of Disciples around him and shouted furiously: "Whoever has a clue, if anyone knows and doesn't report it, you know my methods."

"Qiu Men, I think I know!"

Another Disciple stepped forward and said to Qiu Buping.

"Speak!"

"Just before Lao Li went out, I knew that one other person went out, and that was his fellow sect member Lao Chong. Now that I see Lao Li is dead but Lao Chong is nowhere to be found, could it be that they turned their blades on each other?"

Recalling that Lao Chong and Lao Li had gone out one after the other, and that Lao Li was dead while Lao Chong was missing, the Disciple couldn't help but share his deduction with the crowd.

"Is that so?"

Hearing this, Qiu Buping felt it made some sense.

"Stop what you are doing and go find Lao Chong's whereabouts; even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you must find that brat!"

On his turf, only he, Qiu Buping, had the right to kill; no one could take a life without his permission, as these people were all rare and valuable laborers.

"Yes!"

The crowd scattered, each going to search for Lao Chong's whereabouts.

Before long, someone came running back, drenched in sweat, and walked up to Qiu Buping, saying with a panicked face: "Qiu Men, Lao Chong has been found!"

"Where? Bring that brat to me! I want to see who gave him the guts to kill a fellow sect member on my turf."

"Qiu Men, the person has been found, but they are also dead!"

(End of this chapter)