Chapter 44: Visitors from the Demonic Cult

As for the "Wanfu Ancient Cave" that Shuiyue mentioned, Su Changqing also had some understanding of it; it was indeed the location of the Lianxue Hall headquarters...

But to say that the "Blood-Devouring Bead" was hidden in the ancient cave, that was complete nonsense...

The "Blood-Devouring Bead" was currently being held by Zhang Xiaofan; regardless of whether it was the righteous path or the Demonic Cult, no matter how long they searched, it would be impossible for them to find it.

Of course, Su Changqing had no intention of letting this news out. After all, everyone has their own fate, and he did not want to interfere too much in Zhang Xiaofan's destiny; he only needed to walk his own path of the Dao well.

"Changqing, this trip is no child's play. That group of Demonic Cult members are not people to be underestimated. Have you truly made your own decision??"

Shuiyue sighed and said to Su Changqing.

"Master, I know you are worried about me, but I also have my own path to walk. Please rest assured regarding your disciple. One thing I believe in is that before one's strength is sufficient, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall."

Su Changqing smiled slightly and said to Shuiyue.

"Since you have said as much, then Master has nothing more to say. I only hope you protect yourself well."

After Shuiyue received Su Changqing's answer, she turned and left.

Over the next two days, Su Changqing continuously cultivated to improve his insights, but one night, while he was practicing sword techniques on the sword peak, he discovered two strands of hard-to-detect divine sense lingering on him.

"It seems some thieves have come knocking."

Su Changqing stopped the sword in his hand, looked inadvertently in the direction from which the divine sense was probing, and muttered to himself.

He wondered why they would disregard the risk to come to the Qingyun Sect just to spy on him.

However, he would soon know. Su Changqing feigned that he had finished practicing his sword technique and was exhausted, leaving the sword peak under the observation of the two strands of divine sense.

Borrowing the shielding method of the sect's Array, Su Changqing quickly disappeared from the two's field of vision. Because the closer one got to the interior of the Qingyun Sect, the stronger the power of the arrays became, and the two thieves hiding in the dark did not act rashly to follow.

"Senior Brother, the person is gone. Do we still have to stay here?"

Watching Su Changqing leave, one of the thieves asked the other.

"Nonsense! Of course we can't leave. If we leave, what will happen to our mission?"

The thief called Senior Brother slapped him on the head and scolded him fiercely.

If Su Changqing were here, he would certainly be able to recognize that this person was none other than Qiu Buping, the Demonic Cult manager he had met at Jiuyin Mountain.

"But hasn't this matter already been made known to everyone? The one who could unleash that divine sword technique that day is precisely this Su Changqing of the Qingyun Sect."

Song Dong said indignantly to Qiu Buping.

"Do you think that's possible?"

Qiu Buping slapped him on the head again and said to him very seriously: "A Foundation Establishment cultivator being able to unleash that kind of sword technique, causing even Dushen to suffer a blow at his hands—it is highly likely a smokescreen put out by the Qingyun Sect."

"For this trip, the Sect Master has already told us that the swordsman has a great connection to this Su Changqing. We must find out from him who that mysterious person who struck that day really is."

"If we cannot find out the truth, what awaits us is the fury of the Sect Master and Dushen. When the time comes, I'll put you in with the Five Poisons to refine Gu; are you willing?"

Hearing this, Song Dong shuddered all over.

To be sent to the Five Poisons to refine Gu! Even if he were to be killed by a single sword strike, he would not want to be sent to the Five Poisons to refine Gu. "But this kid has been hiding inside the Qingyun Sect, and we can't act rashly to capture him. Waiting like this, I don't know how long we'll have to wait."

Song Dong said distressingly.

This Su Changqing kept staying in the Qingyun Sect; they couldn't go in to grab him, and they couldn't go back. How much longer would he have to endure these days of lurking?

"I don't believe he will never come out for the rest of his life. As long as he dares to leave this Qingyun Sect alone, we will grab him directly and force him to tell us who taught him this Gale Sword Technique. The person who taught him must be the one who struck that day."

Qiu Buping said hatefully.

He was originally a sect master of a small branch of the Ghost King Sect and had the opportunity to become the manager in charge of establishing the array at Jiuyin Mountain. As long as the array was completed, he could have elevated his status within the Demonic Cult.

But he hadn't expected that this group of people from the Qingyun Sect would actually show up, not only interrupting their mission but also causing the Demonic Cult heavy losses. Even the Dushen he had summoned was severely injured by two Qingyun Sect peak masters plus a mysterious expert who had struck.

These responsibilities were undoubtedly blamed on him, and he was punished severely upon returning to the sect, until today when he heard rumors that the sword technique had reappeared at the Qingyun Sect.

Only then was he able to beg repeatedly to earn this chance to redeem himself through meritorious service.

As long as he could find out who the person who struck that day was, he could not only be exempted from all punishment but also return to his position as sect master.

If he could not find out, what awaited him was death without a burial place.

With such an opportunity, he certainly had to treat it seriously.

But they had already been at the Qingyun Sect for two days and finally discovered Su Changqing's figure, yet he just kept staying inside the Qingyun Sect and wouldn't come out, giving them absolutely no chance to capture him.

"So he really did come for me, to investigate the failure of their Demonic Cult's affairs at Jiuyin Mountain."

What Qiu Buping did not know was that while he was trying to figure out how to lure Su Changqing out, Su Changqing was currently standing on a tree branch above them, listening intently to their conversation.

Half a year ago, Su Changqing was still at the Qi Refining Realm and was afraid that his Heaven-Concealing Art would not be able to hide from the probing of the Golden Core Realm Qiu Buping.

Today, he was already at the Foundation Establishment Realm; even if Qiu Buping exhausted all his efforts, he could not detect him, so Su Changqing had boldly circled back and stood above them eavesdropping.

"Sigh, it seems we can only wait slowly now."

Song Dong sighed helplessly, propped his head with his hand, and was about to fall asleep.

Using his divine sense to probe non-stop for two whole days had made even a cultivator at the Golden Core Stage One like him feel somewhat exhausted, and all the Qi in his body had been consumed on this.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep! Sleep your head!"

Qiu Buping was also exhausted of Qi at this moment, but the thought that as long as he completed this mission he could redeem his crimes and return to his peak made him excited enough to continue probing without stopping for a moment.

"Indeed, how can one sleep at such a young age?"

Suddenly, Qiu Buping heard a voice come from above like a ghost. This "pearl of wisdom" made him agree quite a bit, and he couldn't help but nod in response.

"Listen to that, listen to that, how high is that person's awareness? Unlike you, you brat?"

But a moment later, he realized that there were only the two of them at the scene; it wasn't something he had said, nor was it said by Song Dong, so who had said it?

(End of chapter)