"This...is this an illusion?"
Young Master Zhao suddenly came to his senses.
Lan Zeguang was also shocked, because he found himself standing on another roof without realizing it, very far away from Young Master Zhao, and he didn't even know when he got here.
Qianxue put the index finger and middle finger of her left hand together, drew an arc in the air, controlled the long sword in the air, and pulled it out of Young Master Zhao's body.
Blood gushed out, and Young Master Zhao groaned. He quickly condensed a ball of black light in his palm and pressed it into his heart. He laughed in anger, "Okay, okay, you cunning fox, you dare to hurt me, do you know which sect I am from?"
Qianxue asked: "Which sect? Tell me about it."
Young Master Zhao said, "I am from the Ancient Poison House. My master said that our sect is well-known in the world of immortal cultivation..."
Qianxue chuckled, "It is indeed quite famous. The Ancient Poison House you mentioned has been wiped out by the owner of Hongri Villa. This matter has spread throughout the entire cultivation world. As for your master, he should be a remnant of the Ancient Poison House who escaped by chance..."
"This is impossible! Don't even think about disturbing my spiritual faith." Young Master Zhao had a determined look on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his body. He lowered his head and saw that the long sword had pierced through his body again.
"Huh…"
As the sword was pulled out, a large amount of blood gushed out of Young Master Zhao's body, but he still remained standing.
His pupils were dilated for a moment before they refocused. He chuckled, "Do you think you're the only one who can perform a sneak attack? Besides, your sword is too slow... I've been talking to you for so long just to buy time. Now you've been surrounded by poisonous insects."
Qianxue looked carefully and saw countless tiny dust particles surrounding her body. Each grain of dust was made up of poisonous insects.
Qianxue didn't seem to be panicked at all. Instead, she smiled and said, "Silly child, have you ever thought that you are still in an illusion now?"
Young Master Zhao said, "This is impossible. I have a telepathic connection with my poisonous insects. I can clearly feel that many of them have been breathed into your body..."
Qianxue smiled without saying anything and snapped her fingers again.
Everything in front of Young Master Zhao's eyes was rippling again. He blinked hard and found that the poisonous insects were actually just a ball of air, and the real Qianxue was standing in another place.
"How could this happen..." Young Master Zhao could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion. Just as he finished saying this, he saw a man in a gray robe rushing towards him.
Young Master Zhao's face lit up with joy, "Master!"
The grey-robed man shouted from a distance, "Who are you, the evildoer, to dare to hurt my beloved disciple?"
Young Master Zhao complained: "Master, she is a vixen. She stabbed me twice just now..."
The grey-robed man came up to him, stuffed a poisonous insect into his wound, and said soothingly, "It's okay, Master will avenge you right away, you can go to the side and rest first."
"good."
Young Master Zhao nodded obediently, and then said worriedly: "Master, this fox is good at illusions. She tricked me twice..."
He didn't say the second half of the sentence because he began to suspect that the master in front of him was also fake.
The gray-robed man said, "The illusion of the Cloud Fox Clan is based on eye contact. If you close your eyes, you won't be bewitched by her."
"Yes, Master." Young Master Zhao narrowed his eyes and stood aside.
Qianxue looked at the gray-robed man and asked, "This so-called disciple is actually a Gu person trained by you, right?"
Hearing this, a hint of murderous intent flashed in the gray-robed man's eyes. He did not act immediately, but asked cautiously: "How do you know?"
At the same time, Young Master Zhao asked, "What is a [Gu Ren]?"
Qianxue said: "[Gu Ren], their end is extremely tragic, they will be refined into puppets..."
"Shut up!" The gray-robed man interrupted Qianxue loudly, "Don't even think about alienating the relationship between us, the master and the disciple."
Qianxue said, "Oh, I don't bother to lie. In fact, I could have cut off the neck of this Gu Man with one sword just now, but I knew that after the Gu Man died, thousands of poisonous insects would be born in the same place. The poisonous insects would fly around and hurt many innocent people, so I stabbed him twice, in the heart and lungs respectively, instead of killing him directly."
Hearing this, Young Master Zhao realized that if Qianxue could pierce his body silently, then she could definitely chop off his head, but Qianxue didn't do that...
At this time, he heard Qianxue say again: "It's a pity that I don't know how to use fire magic, otherwise I would just light a fire and burn the [Gu Ren] to death, so that no innocent people would be harmed."
The gray-robed man said, "My friend, where are you from? There is no deep hatred between us. We should stay out of each other's way. Just pretend you have never seen us, okay?"
Qianxue smiled slightly, "No, I kept him alive just to lure you out, and then kill both of you at once."
As she spoke, white flames burned at Qianxue's fingertips. The high temperature burned the air into transparent ripples, and the flames quickly ignited the bodies of the gray-robed man and Young Master Zhao.
"Ah—no!"
The gray-robed man let out a shrill scream. He originally thought Qianxue only knew how to cast illusions, but who would have thought that she could actually master such a powerful flame!
The gray-robed man said with reluctance, "Didn't you say you didn't know how to cast fire spells? It turns out you were lying."
Qianxue said: "I really don't know how to do this. This is the fire I borrowed from my sister."
The grey-robed man didn't listen carefully to her answer because it was so painful, and he tried everything to extinguish the flames on his body, but to no avail.
The poisonous insects were afraid of fire and were burned to death one after another. The man in gray robe did not dare to summon his own natal poisonous insect at all, for fear that the natal poisonous insect would die, and then he would also suffer serious damage.
Young Master Zhao could not bear it any more and rolled down from the roof. The strange thing was that the fire only burned the two of them and the poisonous insect, but did not burn down the house.
The man in gray robe suddenly had an idea, and started to capture people all over the yard. He guessed that Qianxue would definitely not want to harm ordinary people, so as long as he held the people hostage, he could force Qianxue to stop.
However, as soon as he took a step forward, the blazing white flames burned towards his head...
Then, his eyes went dark and he completely lost consciousness, and his natal insect also let out a sharp whine.
Before he died, the gray-robed man's eyes were filled with hatred and frustration. The [Ancient Poison Building] where he originally belonged belonged to an above-average demon sect. They usually liked to cultivate poisonous insects quietly and never took the initiative to provoke those powerful sects. Unexpectedly, the owner of Hongri Manor went crazy and suddenly destroyed the [Ancient Poison Building]. Fortunately, the gray-robed man was out on business and escaped the disaster. He used to wear the white disciple uniform distributed by the sect. After the accident in the [Ancient Poison Building], he burned his white disciple uniform overnight and changed into a low-key gray robe.
Even so, he still felt unsafe, fearing that his true identity would be recognized by others. Although a small figure like him would not attract the pursuit of the owner of Hongri Manor, many people in the world of immortal cultivation wanted to please the owner and would take the initiative to help hunt down the remnants of the [Ancient Poison Building], causing the gray-robed man to hide all day and live a very difficult life.
Under normal circumstances, demon cultivators were reluctant to come to the human world, because slaughtering mortals would result in a great deal of sin and easily lead to divine punishment. But the gray-robed man didn't care about that. He was fed up with the life of living in fear. He suspected someone was trying to kill him at the slightest sign of trouble. He couldn't even sleep well at night, so he came to the human world.
Not long after he arrived, he met the young master of the Zhao family. This young master had a special physique. If he joined the [Ancient Poison Building], he would definitely become the elite of the building. But now the sect is gone, so the gray-robed man trained him into a [Poison Man]. This [Poison Man] needs seventy-seventy-four-nine days to be refined into a puppet. After refining, the gray-robed man can hide all his poisonous insects in the puppet, so that he can return to the world of immortal cultivation openly. However, before the puppet is refined, he died first.
The gray-robed man and Young Master Zhao were both reduced to ashes.
Lan Zeguang watched the whole process and asked, "Why didn't their screams attract the patrol officers from the Zhao residence even though they were so loud?"
Qianxue looked at him and said, "I thought you would praise me for being awesome, or accuse me of being cruel, but this is what you're focusing on?"
Lan Zeguang said: "Qianxue is indeed very powerful, but she is not cruel. I know there is a saying called "killing to stop killing". If we let that gray-robed man go, he will definitely kill more people. Qianxue was right to kill him."
Qianxue smiled and said, "Ancient Poison House is good at using poison and Gu. This sect likes to use living people to cultivate Gu worms. Their methods are extremely cruel..."
Lan Zeguang asked: "Why does this kind of sect still exist in the world of immortal cultivation? Demonic cultivators like this should have been eliminated long ago."
Qianxue sighed and said, "Things are not as simple as you think. The path of cultivation is extremely difficult. Many righteous people have been stuck in the Qi Refining Stage and cannot improve. However, if you cultivate magic, you can take a shortcut... For example, you are at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage and are about to reach the end of your life. Only by breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Stage can you extend your life. However, you have encountered a bottleneck in cultivation. No matter how you cultivate, you cannot reach the Foundation Establishment Stage. At this time, you get a magic cultivation method, which only takes a few months to help you break through. Can you resist such temptation?"
Lan Zeguang answered decisively: "Yes."
Qianxue said: "It's easy for you to answer now, but when you are really on the verge of death, your thoughts may change... The area of the Xiuxian world is too large. There are many demon cultivators and many famous and upright sects. Although my sister is very powerful, she is not a killing machine. It is impossible for her to wander around the Xiuxian world every day and kill demon cultivators every day... My sister doesn't have time to do this."
Lan Zeguang asked: "What is she usually busy with?"
This question made Qianxue silent. Her sister was busy raising a little one...
But if she said this, it would seem that her sister was not doing her job properly. Qianxue thought for a moment and said, "My sister is kind-hearted and is busy saving those weak and pitiful mortals. As for the immortal cultivators, from the moment they set foot on the path of cultivation, they are going against heaven, because birth, aging, sickness and death are the normal state of life. The immortal cultivators' pursuit of immortality is against heaven's will, so they will always encounter various disasters on the path of cultivation. If they are killed by the demon cultivators, it means that this is their fate and they will not be able to live forever."
"Also, there is another reason. Mortals have reincarnation, but immortal cultivators, I heard, don't have reincarnation. They only live in this life and there is no afterlife. This leads to a lack of reverence among them. Some mortals believe in karma, and think that if they don't suffer retribution in this life, they will in the next life. So when they do bad things, they always have to think carefully. Immortal cultivators don't have this concern. Anyway, they don't have the next life, so they might as well go crazy in this life."
Lan Zeguang digested what she said and said faintly: "This is different from the world of immortal cultivation that I imagined..."
Qianxue asked: "What do you imagine the world of immortal cultivation to be like?"
Lan Zeguang said: "The grass and trees are lush, the flowers are in bloom, the mountains are green, and the clouds are shrouded. The immortal cultivators are all upright and diligent in their daily practice. The brothers are friendly and harmonious, and they go out together to fight for justice..."
Qianxue said, "Stop, this kind of thinking is not good. If you join a sect, then the situation is better, and the fellow disciples can be trusted. But if you go out, the cultivators without a sect are the most terrifying. They are [loose cultivators], and they often fight to the point of bloodshed for a spiritual treasure or a few grass plants. They will smile and share the joys and sorrows with you one second, and stab you in the back the next second."
As Qianxue spoke, she rolled up Lan Zeguang with her fox tail and took him back to the Lan Mansion.
Although it is called the Lan Mansion, in fact the house has been sold and the name on the title deed has been changed to the new owner. However, the three brothers of the Lan family are currently homeless and want to stay for a few more days. As the eldest brother, Lan Zeguang rented a mansion for a month.
Qianxue asked: "Ze Guang, after I've told you so much, do you still want to go to the Immortal Cultivation World?"
Lan Zeguang nodded, "I want to."
Qianxue whispered: "The world of immortal cultivation is really dangerous. In comparison, the human world is better..."
Lan Zeguang said: "But I want to stay with you forever, so I can't be a mortal forever. The life of a mortal is too short. When I grow old, you will still remain the same as you are now..."
Qianxue held his face and kissed him, "Let's go to bed first? I'm sleepy again."
"good."
…
The next day.
When the first ray of sunlight shone in the early morning, Luo Mingyue began to serve breakfast above Baishan Village.
Six stone basins were filled with goat milk, pumpkin millet porridge, chopped boiled eggs, meatballs, pancake crumbs and cold vegetable leaves.
"Wow..."
The villagers were amazed again.
Even though I had been fed by the immortal two days before, I still felt incredible every time I saw such a sumptuous breakfast.
A villager asked: "There are no steamed buns today? I really like steamed buns..."
Someone nearby said, "You've picked it? It's great to have a hot meal in the morning."
"Yeah... Life is so good now..."