Chapter 1 Brother and Sister

  In the deep moonlit night, flames danced, thousands of imperial guards stood on the streets inside the Imperial City, their eyes wide with shock and awe at that one extraordinary sword.

  This sword can take away a vibrant life, and is the most valued newcomer in Qianyu Gate. Everyone knows that after this sword passes through that weaker body, it will cause a huge change.

  For ordinary people, that is the elite of the Qianyu Gate who has been living for generations, even if it costs tens of thousands of lives, it's not enough to exchange for a single life of Zuo Lengchan.

  Of course, in some people's minds, this amount multiplied by hundreds or thousands is absolutely not worth one-tenth or one-twelfth.

  "Get out of the way..."

  In the midst of urgent shouts, a relatively more masculine voice exploded from the southeastern sky, and before everyone could even turn their heads, a crimson fireball suddenly appeared in the air and flew towards the demon at an unimaginable speed.

  This strange and eerie glow appeared, and the demon was also stunned for a moment. He had been suffering from a serious illness and had only been able to exert his early-stage powers despite having mid-stage foundation-building abilities. Furthermore, he had been entangled by Lian Qing Zhenren's desperate attempts earlier, leaving him as weak as a withered tree. With the little bit of magical power left, he could only choose to flee.

  The demon's all retreats had been cut off, and only Xiang'er was left alone in this direction.

  The way out is naturally here.

  The little girl's temperament was fierce enough, facing the demon, she knew she wasn't a match but didn't retreat either. As for the demon, killing a Qi Refining Fourth Layer beginner was nothing to write home about.

  Everything happened naturally... except for the strange red light on the horizon, which seemed to be beyond everyone's expectations.

  In a flash of surprise, the demon's gaze caught sight of that crimson fireball and immediately turned into a scornful smile.

  "Hmph, a mere Fireball Talisman thinks it can stop me? You're dreaming."

  The demon hummed coldly, his contemptuous intent fully revealed. The black long sword in his hand did not reduce its momentum, and the left hand that was swung out only made a light swing...

  "Bang......"

  Two fist-sized fireballs easily knocked the demon flying, but just as suddenly as they had appeared, Ling Hu's survival instincts flared up, and she dodged to one side, sliding away.

  Qian Yu Men, floating cloud body, extremely fast and unparalleled, a coveted body technique for female cultivators.

  At this point, one slip would have naturally avoided the position. However, the demon's ability was still beyond everyone on the scene, and the speed of this sword still brought up a large cluster of crimson blood mist.

  "Hmph!"

  Blood mist sprayed into the sky, bringing a touch of eerie dark red to the deep night, just for an instant, and then cries of surprise rose again.

  Huī Huā

  "Sister"

  "Sister"

  Everyone cried out in anxiety, their bright red eyes were filled with sorrowful bloodshot, a murderous aura permeated the air, almost bursting forth...

  "Girl..."

  This startled Lu Chen so much that he let out a cry of surprise, and he quickly scrambled over from another rooftop, not even having the time to care whether the demon was coming or going.

  Ling Qing's eyes swept over, his heart was also annoyed, watching the demon succeed in one blow, and then madly rushing to escape without leaving with his sword. He shouted loudly: "The demon is seriously injured and cannot recover for a short time. Search for me, don't let him get away."

  Lan Qingzhen looked at Murong Yuhui and said, "Hui, leave this place to you, be sure to rescue Huihan, I'll be right back."

  Murong Yuxi's injuries were quite severe, and he was temporarily unable to move. He nodded slightly and suddenly shouted at the countless guards on the street: "All generals listen to the order, seal off the city gate, and cooperate with Shangxian to search for the demon. Even if we have to turn the entire imperial capital upside down, I want you to find the demon for me..."

  As Murong Yuxi gave the order, the already noisy crowd became even more stirred up. Countless soldiers held high the torches in their hands and under the leadership of their commanders rushed wildly towards the outside of the palace gates. At the same time, the Great Zhou Emperor's command was also issued, several smoke signals and flames burst into the sky from a certain part of the imperial palace, which was the signal to notify the entire city to be on high alert and lock down the city gates. In this moment, the entire capital of Great Zhou was thoroughly stirred up...

  Xiao Yatou's arm, as smooth as a lotus root, was now dyed bright red with blood. Amidst the torn flesh, the white bone of her arm was faintly visible, and blood continued to flow from the wound that was over half a foot long. Xiao Yatou had also fallen into a semi-conscious state.

  A group of female disciples from Qianyu Men, such as Huilin and Huiyue, were so anxious that they jumped up and down, but there was nothing they could do, and all they could do was stand there anxiously.

  Lu Chen walked up to Zuo Qinghua's side with a cold face, pushed through the crowd, squatted down, and looked at the exposed wound. His dark expression was frightening.

  "Let go, hand it over to me."

  Lu Chen pushed Mu Rong Yu Xi away, using his knee as a pillow under Xiao Yao's head, lifted the injured jade arm, and quickly pressed several major acupoints to stop the bleeding. Then he turned to Mu Rong Yu Xi and asked in a loud voice: "Is there any wound medicine?"

  Murong Yuxi was startled by Lu Chen's gaze, which was not human at all. It was as if a fierce tiger had seen its own child being harmed, sharp, cold and terrifying to the extreme.

  Subconsciously nodding, Murong Yuxi hastily pulled out a small bottle.

  Lu Chen snatched it over and asked, "How does it work?"

  "This is Yuemu powder, apply it and... it will hurt a bit..." Murong Yuxi still didn't realize that she was completely under Lu Chen's control, answering obediently.

  He removed the bottle cap with his mouth and looked at Lu Qinghua, trying to make his voice softer: "Girl, bear with it..."

  Zuo Qing's face had turned deathly pale, and all she knew was that she was safe in her brother's arms.

  She nodded slightly, Xiangxiang closed her eyes, and her pale red lips were lightly bitten.

  Lu Chen clenched his teeth, and with a skilled hand, he evenly sprinkled the medicinal powder onto the wound. The intense pain suddenly made Left Qinghua's delicate body tremble uncontrollably, her arm involuntarily trying to lift up.

  Lu Chen didn't dare use force to hold on, and could only whisper: "Don't move, just bear with it a bit longer..."

  As he spoke, he immediately tore off a strip of cloth from his own robe and gently bandaged the wounded area...

  Lu Chen's every move seemed extremely smooth, as if he had a lot of experience doing all this, and in the process, not a single unnecessary word was spoken. That quiet, cold appearance formed a stark contrast with his usual playful and carefree demeanor...

  After all this, Xiao Yatou had already fallen into a daze, Lu Chen gently handed Zuo Qinghua over to Murong Yuexi's hands, and this slight movement once again opened Zuo Qinghua's eyes.

  "Brother, where... are you going?"

  Lu Chen's icy face also relaxed a bit, smiling: "What's the point of worrying about these things now? Listen to your brother, take a nap, and you'll be fine soon..."

  In Zuo Qing's heart, Lu Chen's words were much better than the spiritual elixir, and when she saw Lu Chen speaking softly, the little girl fell asleep.

  As the willow's eyes slightly closed, the surrounding crowd of female disciples and Murong Yu Xi suddenly felt the temperature around them drop sharply for no reason. When they looked around in surprise, they subconsciously saw a ferocious face they had never seen before...

  That was not a human face, the disciples and Murong Yu Xi saw that Lu Chen's smile, which had just made people feel like a spring breeze, suddenly froze, his eyes were sharp as a knife, and his eyes were surging with a chilling light that made people's hearts palpitate. There were no tears in his eyes, only endless hatred, murderous intent, and even the coldness of a beast.

  At this moment, Lu Chen seemed to have changed into a completely different person, jumping out of that playful and arrogant state. His entire aura was infinitely expanding, and that sharp killing intent was rapidly rising at an unpredictable speed that no one could estimate.

  Lu Chen stood up from a half-crouching position, the entire process seeming to take an eternity, giving people a feeling of time passing like years. It was precisely this feeling that made the chill in everyone's heart even more intense, as if they were trapped in an icy cave...

  "Is... is this still the same Lu Chen?" Subconsciously, Huilin, Huimei and others took two steps back, keeping a distance from Lu Chen, as if they were afraid of something.

  Murong Yuxi stared tightly at Lu Chen, a thread of indistinct premonition surged up from the bottom of her heart.

  "Lu Chen, what do you want to do?"

  Lu Chen glanced at Murong Yu Xi, his gaze drifting far away in the direction where the demon had left: "Don't bother about it, just take good care of Xiao Mei for me..."

  After the icy words were spoken from Lu Chen's mouth, he unfolded his body and quickly plunged into the vast night.

  The disciples stared blankly at the departing figure, their hearts heavy with shock and fear.

  "Shi jie......" Hui Lin slowly turned her head, as if looking at Murong Yu Xi, but the corner of her eye was still in the direction where that figure had left: "Lu Shi Di he..."

  The words that followed were left unspoken, but everyone felt what Hui Lin was about to ask. Unconsciously, they hugged their own arms and wrapped their clothes tightly around them, as if the sweltering summer night had suddenly turned into a cold winter...

  Murong Yuxi's eyes were complex, looking at the figure in the distance, then at Zuo Qinghe who had fallen asleep in his arms, he muttered incredulously: "He... he's gone mad, such a heavy killing intent..."