Chapter 77: Misunderstood Murder (Final Chapter of Volume)

  "Master Chen, can't you just make an exception this one time? Must you really capture Ling and take him back to be a sacrifice?" Qiao'er's eyebrows furrowed as she spoke in a soft voice.

  "Let me go? That's absolutely impossible! Xiao Er, don't be obstinate, come here quickly!" Chen Lao's voice became even more fierce.

  "Master, Ling has died, and I don't dare live alone. Since you insist on this, I'll have to offend you!" Qiao's palm flipped over, and a shiny golden bell appeared in her hand.

  "Bang!"

  Qiao'er's hand shook lightly, and the bell let out a soft ring. A visible ripple shot straight at Old Man Chen.

  "Qiao'er, you really dare to attack Shifu!" Chen Zhanglao shouted loudly, his hand waving the green flying sword, and a green mist over a foot long shot out of his hand, instantly shattering the golden ripples emitted by the bell.

  After shattering those golden ripples, it still didn't stop and shot straight at Chao Er.

  A golden talisman suddenly appeared in the air as she pinched her fingers together, transforming into a golden shield that tightly protected Xiao Er's entire body.

  Who would have thought that the cyan mang was about to collide with the golden shield, but suddenly dodged Qiao Er and went straight to Ling Luo Yu behind her.

  Look at that green feather flying over, Ling Luo's wings quickly retreated several feet, but the green feather seemed to have a spiritual nature, closely following Ling Luo's pursuit.

  "No, Ling Shidi!" Qiao'er shouted in anger, and a red glow flashed in her hand. A dozen feet of red silk suddenly appeared, and with a flick of her wrist, the silk instantly wrapped around Ling Luoye, lifting him several feet into the air before the cyan light could reach him.

  "Pfft......"

  The red yarn collided with the green mang, and was torn into fragments by the green mang. The green mang also seemed to have exhausted its energy, slowly fading away and disappearing.

  "Ling Shidi, I've got Chen Shishu tied up, you'd better hurry and leave, or it might be too late!" Cui'er's voice suddenly appeared in Ling Luoye's ear, Ling Luoye was stunned for a moment, looking at Cui'er who was fighting enthusiastically with Chen Zhanglao.

  Although Old Man Chen's cultivation was far superior to that of Qiao Er, he seemed to have some reservations about her and intentionally held back against her, making it difficult for him to subdue her for the time being.

  Although Qiao'er is reporting to me, judging from the situation, this Xuanxu Sect will not make things difficult for Qiao'er, she should be safe! Ling Luoye gritted her teeth and headed into the mountain forest.

  "You little beast! Think you can run?" Old Man Chen surprisingly let go of Qiao'er and chased after Ling Luoye.

  Qiao'er closely followed, constantly attacking Chen Zhanglao. Although Qiao'er's attacks didn't pose a great threat to Chen Zhanglao, he still didn't dare to use lethal force against her and was only able to barely keep up with her, which also slowed down his pursuit of Ling Luoye.

  Upon seeing this, Ling's speed of escaping also increased by a few degrees.

  Through a thicket of shrubs, the Lingluo Feather flashed into a narrow slit in the mountain wall that was only one person wide. The exit of the slit was covered with dense vines, and if you didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to find the location of the slit.

  Chen Zhanglao, who was closely pursuing Ling Luoyu, suddenly lost track of him and hesitated for a moment. At this time, Qiao'er's attack had arrived, and Chen Zhanglao hurriedly dodged.

  "Stop your nonsense!" A stern and angry voice suddenly rang out, and Cui'er halted in her tracks.

  "Master!"

  "Big Brother!"

  Above the sky, dozens of sword lights flew swiftly, in a blink of an eye, Wang Zhongkui, the sect master of Xuanxiao Sect, brought a group of people and landed beside Qiaoyi and Chen Changlao. The colorful sword lights at the horizon did not stop, one after another fell down, amazingly, within a short time, hundreds of Xuanxiao Sect disciples arrived, surrounding the entire area.

  "Master, spare Ling's life, he's pitiful!" Qiao'er begged Wang Zhongque with a sorrowful expression.

  Wang Zhongque glared at Qiao'er and turned to Chen Changlao, saying: "Where's Ling Luoyu? Can it be that with your cultivation as a junior brother of the Chen sect, you still can't catch up to him?"

  Wang Zhongque cupped his fists and bowed, saying: "Elder brother, that little beast escaped to here and suddenly disappeared without a trace. He must be hiding somewhere nearby! But now that elder brother is here, we have hundreds of people from the Xuanxiao Sect, what's there to fear? Can he fly up to heaven?"

  Scanned clever child, although Wang Zhongkui was sure that clever child must know where Ling Luoyu was hiding, but looking at this situation, it would be extremely difficult to get clever child to say it out!

  "Search! Search carefully for me!"

  Wang Zhongque gritted his teeth and swung his hand suddenly, shouting loudly.

  "Master! Spare Ling's life!" Chao'er grasped Wang Zhongkui's hand and begged repeatedly.

  Looking at Qiao's sad face, although Wang Zhongkui had a thread of unbearable in his heart, things had come to this point, and he had no other choice.

  If Ling Luo Yu is really let off, how can his own dignity be maintained in front of these fellow disciples? The sacrificial offering for the Grand Ceremony of Offering to the Gods, which was supposed to take place soon, actually escaped right before the ceremony, and not a single one of the hundreds of people from the Xuan Xiao Sect could catch him. How can the Xuan Xiao Sect stand tall in the entire Xuan Ming cultivation world from now on?

  Wang Zhongkui steeled himself and pushed Qiao'er to the ground with one hand.

  "Master! There's a gap here!" This area was so small that hundreds of people searched simultaneously and quickly, and soon a core disciple wearing a purple robe discovered the crack hidden by the vines.

  "Ancestor, let's chase! That Ling Luo Yu must have escaped from here!" Old Man Chen walked to the front of the crack and looked at the fresh footprints on the mountain rocks, saying loudly.

  "Jian Lao, Zhao Lao, you two take three hundred disciples to stay and guard here. The rest of the people follow me in!" After glancing at Qiao'er on the ground, Wang Zhongkui waved his hand and led the way into the crevice first.

  "Master!" Qiao'er quickly scrambled to her feet and followed closely behind Wang Zhongqiu.

  In the mysterious cave, Ling Luo was standing on the transmission array, touched his pocket, unfortunately, there were no top-grade spirit stones on him, and the few low-grade spirit stones he had were taken from Qiao a few days ago.

  Nor did he know where the transmission array would lead to. Using a low-grade spirit stone for transmission, he didn't know how many chances there were of successfully transmitting. Looking at the low-grade spirit stone in his hand, Ling Luoyu hesitated.

  I don't know how Qiao'er is doing now? Since Master Wang Zhonggui dotes on him so much, he shouldn't have any problems, right?!

  "You little beast, I knew you were hiding here!" a stern voice rang out.

  "It's bad, it's Old Man Chen, they've actually caught up so quickly!" Ling Luoyu was shocked and didn't hesitate any longer, directly putting the low-grade spirit stone into the transmission array's recess.

  "It's a transmission array, he wants to run! Let him run and see where the dignity of my Xuanxiao Sect is!" Wang Zhongque opened his mouth, and a blood-colored light burst out, transforming into a blood-colored sharp thorn that shot towards Ling Luoye.

  This blood-colored sharp thorn is the most vicious technique in Wang Zhonggui's Blood Slashing Path, called Blood Congealing Thorn. If one is stabbed by this Blood Congealing Thorn, their entire body's blood vessels will instantly congeal, and even a god cannot save them! At this moment, Wang Zhonggui only wanted to keep Ling Luoyu behind, as to whether he lived or died was no longer his concern!

  If Ruoruo really escaped like this, then Xuanxia Sect would truly lose face!

  That blood thorn's speed was incredibly fast, but as fast as the blood thorn was, there was a figure that was even faster. A purple shadow flashed by, and Cui'er's shadow had already appeared between the blood thorn and Ling Luoyue.

  "Pfft......"

  With a single sound, the blood-soaked blade stabbed heavily into Qiao Er's body. The powerful force sent Qiao Er's body flying forward for several meters before slowly falling down in front of Ling Yue.

  At this moment, time seems to have stopped...

  "Qiao er..."

  The sound of Ling Luo's voice almost coincided with Wang Zhongyu's voice.

  Just then, the originally weak light in the transmission array suddenly brightened, shining into everyone's eyes and making them unable to open them. By the time the white light dissipated, Ling Luo Yu and Qiao Er's figures had already disappeared from sight.

  "Chase!" Old Man Chen shouted loudly!

  "Junior brother! It's useless! This transmission array has been destroyed, and I don't even know where it leads to. Even if we want to chase after them, we can't!" Wang Zhongque's wooden voice sounded, and following the direction of his voice, one could see that the white jade stones that made up the transmission array had already shattered into pieces, rendering it completely useless.

  "Xiao'er, I didn't take good care of you, I owe it to your deceased mother! Heaven! I actually killed my own daughter with my own hands!" At this moment, the eyes of Wang Zhongkui, the sect master of Xuanmie Sect, were dull and lifeless, his gaze scattered, and he suddenly seemed to have aged decades.

  With a sigh, Wang Zhongque led the crowd in a lackluster manner towards Wuxuan Peak.

  PS: The second volume is complete, and it will soon enter the third volume of transformation. By the time of this third volume, Ling Luoyu will truly begin to show off his skills.