Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 977: The Wife Who Has No Spiritual Roots in the Cultivation Novels

Before Elder Zhao, who was originally calling for help, could utter a word, after a few moments of silence, a cold and familiar voice was heard from the other side.

The voice belonged to Shen Qingci, the most powerful killer in the sect.

To the Sect Master, I, his beloved disciple, am the guarantee of the prosperity of the entire Qingyun Sect for the next thousand years.

As for the elders, what the sect leader said was correct, but the premise was not to provoke this killer, because the other party was really ruthless.

Subconsciously, upon hearing this voice, several elders began to silently light candles for Elder Zhao in their hearts.

I only realized halfway through...

"what?!"

"Demon spy??"

"Hasn't the demon clan long since returned to their lair to recuperate? Are you talking about Elder Zhao?"

Several elders couldn't help themselves and used magic to communicate with each other. No one wanted to offend the killer at this time.

"Qingci, are you saying that Elder Zhao is a spy?"

After all, the old ones are the wisest. Although the sect leader was a little surprised, after calming down, he chose to trust his disciple.

Even though he knew that Elder Zhao's daughter and his disciple's Taoist partner had once robbed someone together, his disciple always wanted to destroy the injustice he saw. If he really disliked someone, he would not let the other person be ruined unless the other party had really done something serious.

"Master, why don't you come and take a look? His blood hasn't dried yet, and there are some things he hasn't explained yet. I will naturally protect him."

Shen Qingci's voice seemed to carry a hint of laughter, but...

The two sounds of "Puchi, Puchi" were transmitted very clearly to the ears of the sect leader and the elders through the paper crane.

Just hearing it was enough to make one's scalp tingle. It was definitely the sound of a sword stabbing into flesh. Every one of these sword cultivators was very familiar with it.

However, this was the first time that such a voice had caused everyone in the conference room to lose their guard...

"Then don't let Elder Zhao die yet. I'll be right there."

The sect leader looked at the expressions of several elders, then stood up calmly and prepared to go.

"Puff, puff."

There were two more sounds of swords stabbing into the body, but this time, Shen Qingci's voice responded very quickly.

"Don't worry, Master. You know, the elixirs I have are enough for him to live for hundreds of years."

With that, the call ended.

The flying crane did not turn into ashes as usual. Instead, there seemed to be some golden spots on its body. It turned around and flew into the sky.

The sect leader took a look and was about to say goodbye to several elders, but he saw that several people with stiff expressions stood up one after another, obviously wanting to go together.

"Master, this matter concerns the affairs of our Qingyun Sect's inner sect, so let's go and take a look together!"

The group flew on swords. Even though they were not as fast as Shen Qingci, their speed was still not slow. In less than an incense stick of time, they arrived at the Valley of Dry Bones where the accident happened.

But just after landing, they were knocked over by the pungent smell of blood and demonic energy. Several elders frowned subconsciously.

When they followed the scent and looked towards the nearby area, they gasped in shock at what they saw.

They saw Elder Zhao, whose appearance they vaguely remembered before, lying on a smooth open space, like a pile of mud with his bones removed, lying on the ground.

Hands and feet were piled up in batches not far away. Just by looking at them, you could tell that they had grown at least a dozen hands and feet using some extreme method. It looked like they were selling something terrible.

At this time, Elder Zhao still had half-grown hands and feet that looked extremely scary, and his back and chest were covered with wounds of varying depths. The blood where he was soaked the soil, like a small puddle, and the inside had turned black and red.

It was simply terrifying.

It was simply the behavior of a demon, but no one dared to say such words in front of Shen Qingci. They all had the ability to distinguish right from wrong. Just by looking at the blood, Elder Zhao knew that the other party had been in the demon path for a long time.

Not far from him, there was a fist-sized man in green clothes standing with a sword in his hand. The coldness between his brows was exactly the same as Shen Qingci's. He was his Nascent Soul clone.

"This... Is this Qingci's Nascent Soul?"

A white-haired elder spoke in a trembling voice, his eyes full of shock.

In the sect, only the sect master and Shen Qingci are in the Nascent Soul stage. Most of the elders are in the middle or late stage of Core Formation. It is really rare to see anyone dare to let the Nascent Soul leave the body.

It was even rumored that the Nascent Soul could not be away from the body for too long, otherwise it would be weakened or even destroyed. However, the Nascent Soul in front of him had a very solid body and a very strong aura, and it was obvious that it was not afraid of leaving the body.

This level of cultivation has never been seen in Qingyun Sect in thousands of years.

"Master, you are here."

The sect leader simply didn't want to hear the voice of this traitor, but when he saw the scene of the evil demons being torn into pieces, even he, as the sect leader, couldn't hold it in any longer.

What made him even more unable to hold back was that the second after they arrived, this traitor released his control over Elder Zhao's voice, and the sound of him wishing he could die suddenly resounded throughout the Valley of Dry Bones...

"Ah! Ah..."

"Master, kill me, I confess, I confess everything!

I am a spy of the demon clan. I have been a spy in the sect for nearly a hundred years and have killed 32 low-level outer sect disciples.

Perhaps in order to make this bastard speak clearly, Shen Qingci directly injected a stream of spiritual power into the body of this spy Zhao, which enabled him to speak quickly instead of screaming in pain all the time.

He had been tortured enough and his temper had subsided. It was a good time for him to let more people know the consequences of offending him.

"What else? What are you going to do this time?!"

Shen Qingci kicked the other person calmly again. The kick was quite heavy, but the gust of wind from the kick sent the other person crashing into the wall and onto the ground, but at least he was away from the place stained by blood.

After Elder Zhao finished speaking, the faces of the sect leader and elders present all turned ashen.

A spy for a hundred years, who killed 32 young men from their sect.

The most terrifying thing is that these innocent disciples died, and these elders were completely unaware of this.

After all, there is a certain chance that several disciples will die in the sect every year, and the death rate is the highest among outer disciples.

Only now do I realize that the old man in front of me also contributed to this.

So when Elder Zhao was kicked out by Shen Qingci, no one was shocked, they just thought he deserved it.

“It’s me…

I colluded with the demons... and hunted down the mortal woman Su Miaomiao... just to cover up my daughter's crime..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the elders in the council hall were instantly furious.

"What? A mortal woman?"

"Su Miaomiao? Who is this?

Why is there no one here? Could he have been... "murdered..."

An elder with a goatee was forcibly silenced when he was halfway through his words. Then, the Nascent Soul clone who had been standing quietly aside suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the elders with a cold gaze.

"That is the name of my future Taoist companion. Elders, please remember it well."