Chapter 127 One Person Suppresses
Chapter 127 One Person Suppresses
"A Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivator is lurking in the Tianming Mountains?!"
"Your senior sister single-handedly dragged down two demonic cultivators at the guardian level?!"
"This, this, this..."
"How could this be?!"
At the entrance of the Sword Sect, the deputy head of the Hall of Affairs, who had just come down the mountain and was about to have a drink at the market, looked bitter.
What a doomed script!
All that's left is for me to run over there and die.
Isn't that how it is in storybooks? An elder who is usually carefree and unreliable suddenly sacrifices his life to save his disciple and is remembered by the world.
The problem is, I don't want to die.
Xu Dahai's head was buzzing.
Within the sect, the Hall of Affairs is actually considered a relatively important hall.
Responsible for receiving and issuing various commissions.
At the same time, we will cooperate with the Chamber of Commerce to allocate resources.
Even the affairs, big and small, within the sect require the cooperation of the Hall of Affairs and the Hall of Miscellaneous Services.
To put it simply, they are in charge of logistics.
And I'm just a... middle-level manager in this logistics system, not exactly an upper-level manager.
Ahem, talking about it with those above might attract attention, that's not good... not good...
Although he was the deputy head of the Hall of Affairs, his cultivation level was only at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul stage.
He hasn't even reached the Nascent Soul stage.
He was to confront two demonic cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage.
Will he win?
will die.
Xu Dahai's expression changed.
A disciple clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, pleading, "I beg the Hall Master to save my Senior Sister from the Pill Hall!"
"I...I'll go right away! Don't worry! You all go to the main peak immediately! Report this matter to the Sect Leader!"
"Yes! Thank you, Master!"
Xu Dahai took a step into the air and quickly headed towards the woods the others had mentioned.
Very fast.
He pulled a small notebook out of his pocket.
Write and draw on it.
"I am Xu Dahai."
Male, 255 years old.
“A native of Canghai, Yunzhou.”
"Currently the deputy head of the Deacon Hall."
"A lifetime without a spiritual partner..."
After thinking about it, I crossed out the last sentence.
They're all going to die, and these weirdos are so shameful.
"In one lifetime, I had more than three thousand Daoist partners."
He nodded in satisfaction.
He wrote and drew for a while longer before putting it away.
What? You're asking what this is about?
That would be a will, of course.
If I'm about to die, what else can I write if not a will?
Those few junior disciples thought they could hold their own against the Demon Sect's protectors.
Any elder with a bit of knowledge would know just how incompetent they really are.
"Sigh, I should have gone down the mountain to have my fortune told today, instead of dealing with this kind of thing."
Xu Dahai slapped his forehead.
Speed up again.
I just received my salary today.
I was just thinking of going to the market to buy wine and then having a good meal at Wanbaoge.
How did this happen?
He wanted to avoid the matter and instead notify the other elders to come to the rescue.
But right now, time is life.
The right choice would be to go and provide assistance yourself, while having other disciples notify the sect leader and elders.
In less than half an incense stick's time, he had already arrived at the forest.
As soon as I stepped inside, I could smell the stench of blood.
Take another step forward.
Several figures could be seen.
The young man wielding the long sword was severing the Achilles tendon of a tall, thin man.
Good guy!
What a ruthless demonic cultivator!
The woman standing to the side was pale.
The woman was none other than Jiang Xuanji.
Sensing the terrifying killing intent emanating from the young man, his expression changed drastically.
Harmony with the Dao?!
In an instant, a chill ran down my spine.
Such a young Daoist master?!
What else is there to fight for?
Is it too late to kneel down and call him "Grandpa" now?
Isn't he supposed to be a Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivator?
How did he suddenly come up with the Daoist way?
Judging from the fact that this demonic cultivator hasn't killed Jiang Xuanji, he can probably hold out for a while.
Lower your own attitude first! Calling someone "Grandpa" isn't a big deal!
Waiting for the sect leader to arrive!
Let that old bastard, the sect leader, do the work! I'll just run away!
As for losing face?
There's nothing shameful about it! Survival is the only thing that matters!
Just then, the boy looked over.
Xu Dahai's expression froze.
Sensing the terrifying killing intent within, his heart trembled.
"Hall Master."
"grandfather!"
They were both stunned at the same time.
Look at each other.
Xu Nian was stunned.
Xu Dahai was also stunned.
Why does he refer to himself that way?
Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and the world seemed to become quiet.
At this moment, Xu Dahai suddenly felt that the boy in front of him was somewhat familiar.
I seem to have seen it somewhere.
It seems... it seems like...
That genius disciple who joined the sect a few months ago?
A genius from Jia Shang High School! Exceptional talent!
At the time, both the Dan Hall and the Punishment Hall wanted to take this kid away, and even the headmaster was tempted.
Later, he was kidnapped by the Autumn Rain Fairy of the Little Green Mountain lineage with a sweet potato.
It seems so!
Eh?
Xu Nian?
Jiang Xuanji held her forehead and remained silent.
After a moment of silence among the three, she spoke first.
"Master, Junior Brother Xu Nian was cultivating here and comprehended the Dao of Slaughter. Seeing us suffering, he stepped in to help and has already suppressed the demonic cultivators. Of the two guardians of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, one is dead and the other is crippled."
"Forehead…"
Xu Dahai was stunned.
I just felt lost.
He could understand every single word and phrase in it.
But when they're put together, it's hard to understand.
This means that this young disciple had only recently begun his studies.
One person suppressed two demonic cultivators at the guardian level?
Uh-huh?
Xu Dahai raised his hand and touched his head.
He slapped it hard.
He was already bald, so the blow was very crisp.
"It's not an illusion..."
The pain was intense; it was clearly not a hallucination.
So, it's true.
Is reality even more absurd than illusion?
Xu Dahai was stunned.
"Senior sister, I have already crippled this person's cultivation and severed his tendons and ligaments. He is no longer a threat."
"what."
Jiang Xuanji nodded hurriedly.
I understand what Xu Nian means.
“Junior brother, then Uncle Xu and I will take this person back to the sect, you…”
She suddenly paused for a moment.
Somewhat strange.
This place is secluded and peaceful; it is indeed a good place for secluded cultivation.
But why isn't there even a house?
Where does my junior brother cultivate?
"Aren't you coming back with us? Why are you still here?"
"Okay, let's stay a little longer, then we'll head back soon." Xu Nian smiled.
He seemed to have thought of something, and looked somewhat helpless.
Being interrupted halfway through cultivation is really unpleasant.
My junior sister was completely furious.
If it weren't for the fact that our sect's senior sisters were in trouble, we might even have considered going out later.
At least, we'll have to wait until after the cultivation is finished.
Those damned demonic cultivators!
Xu thought about it and felt pain.
When I get back, I'll probably have to coax my junior sister.
However, it is not a big problem.
Even if I don't say anything, Qinghuan will have to start cultivating soon anyway.
"Please take this person back, I also need to... begin my cultivation."
"Practice?"
Jiang Xuanji was initially puzzled, but then she understood.
Junior Brother Xu Nian attained enlightenment amidst battles and bloodshed.
I have gained new insights.
A genius truly deserves to be called a genius!
At this moment, Xu Dahai finally broke free from his confusion.
I finally understood what was going on.
"You suppressed both of them by yourself! This, this... how is this possible!"
He was stunned.
I feel like I've wasted over two hundred years of cultivation.
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