Chapter 89: The Ignorant and Wicked Hand of the Devil

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable! Why bother finding such a low-level excuse to kill me? I've killed countless people on the battlefield, and even if you say some random soldier is your son, I won't be bothered. Don't waste your breath, if you want to take my life, come at me one-on-one!" Wang Guang sneered repeatedly, his hands stirring up a storm of first-stage dark thunderbolts that flew wildly in all directions, attracting the attention of hidden demonic beasts from all over.

  That female Qi Practitioner, Xue Dao Ren, heard Wang Guang's words and giggled: "Do you think everyone is as shameless as you? Look at what kind of treasure this is."

  After saying this, the woman patted the hundred-treasure pouch at her waist and a silver light emerged from inside to wrap itself around Wang Guang.

  Three to five dark thunderbolts hacked upwards, only to have the silver light explode into four or five pieces, revealing a silver chain. "Ancient divine treasure." Seeing the familiar silver chain, Wang Guang suddenly recalled the divine treasure that had flown out of the air after he had just dropped the Third Prince.

  "I didn't expect you to be such a cunning woman, actually colluding with the mundane emperor, giving birth to a son to control the imperial court. It's indeed a good plan. It seems that I, the poor Taoist, will also have the opportunity to try it out in the future."

  As they spoke, this guy crazily threw thunderbolts in all directions, and the calm mountain range instantly boiled up due to the countless thunderbolts exploding everywhere.

  There were monsters that hated human-like creatures flying too high and jumping out to intercept, and there were also monsters that hated themselves being pushed by their own kind and good things being disturbed, also jumping out to intercept. At this time, dozens of monsters either trampled the smoke and fog or rolled up the fierce wind, all of a sudden finding trouble for Wang Guang and Condensed Snow Daoist as well as the Cow Riding Daoist.

  Wang Guang was delighted at the sight and did not dare to entangle with the two Taoist priests. He took advantage of the opportunity to lower the treasure light and fled wildly in a distant direction.

  Ning Xue Dao Ren and Qing Niu Dao Ren, where would they be willing to rely on? With their heads down, they rushed all the way, just wanting to get rid of Wang Guang. Any demon beast that blocked them was either blown up by thunder or entangled in chains. Qing Niu Dao Ren even pulled out a white bone banner and shook it, with wave after wave of white bone thunder gathering on the banner and falling towards Wang Guang like raindrops.

  Racing hundreds of miles, seeing two Taoist priests still chasing and killing him relentlessly behind him, Wang Guang was suddenly extremely angry.

  "Don't pursue and kill anymore, I won't be blamed for killing your son's friend that day. In the battle between two armies, who doesn't suffer casualties? You can't blame me for being ruthless, you should blame your son and friend for being too weak. If they had strong skills and exquisite techniques, it would have been me who died."

  The most cunning, seeing the other party still pursuing relentlessly, Wang Guang clenched his teeth and prepared to use a secret method to deal with these two people behind him. Only to see this guy's fingernails suddenly swell, a thread of green smoke flowed from the fingertips into the fingernails of those three or five village heads. These fingernails also swelled violently, growing more than a foot long in just a few breaths. A faint green light flowed and flashed on top, Wang Guang worried that the power of these fingernails was too small, so he ruthlessly spat out a mouthful of vital blood to attach to them.

  "Look at the poor Taoist treasure." Wang Guangmeng suddenly turned his head, gnashing his teeth and roaring with a ferocious face. He saw that he had suddenly thrown away the duster in his hand, and then rubbed his hands together, squeezing out three to five layers of dark thunder to hit the two people. Then, his fingers snapped, and more than ten fingernails over an inch long broke off and pierced fiercely towards the two Taoists.

  The most powerful move was executed in just a breath. After doing so, the guy lowered his body and ran with his head down. A small number of demonic beasts chased after him, while the majority continued to crazily attack Cong Xue and Qing Niu, the two Taoist cultivators.

  The two Taoists shattered the dust, and saw three to five dark thunders coming over. Before they could even throw out the dark thunders to block them, Wang Guang's thrown thunder fire exploded, a ball of smoke and flames over ten zhang in diameter blocking their line of sight.

  The Green Bull Taoist had a sinister smile on his face, shaking the white bone banner and spewing out a stream of white gas. The white gas tore through the smoke and flames, preventing them from getting close. "Run over there!"

  As soon as the words were shouted, ten green lights suddenly flew out of the smoke and fire, the green lights flashed like lightning, five people from the Congxue Dao went through, and five people from the Qingniu Dao stabbed.

  Ning Xue's face changed slightly, and with a slight stomp of her foot, the flying sword exploded out from under her, conjuring up a Swallowing Heaven Beast in front of her. The beast opened its massive mouth and swallowed the five cyan lights in one gulp.

  The Snow Condensation Daoist had not yet launched an attack on the fleeing Wang Guang, but saw that the flying sword's transformation into a Swallowing Heaven Beast suddenly burst open, and five green lights emerged from its abdomen to continue stabbing towards her. "What a powerful attack!" The Snow Condensation Daoist's expression changed slightly, she hadn't expected that her low-grade flying sword's technique wouldn't be able to block the counterattack. Without time to wonder, the female Daoist patted the top of her head, and a stream of green smoke emerged from behind her brain.

  In the midst of the green smoke, a flying sword floated and sank. The woman grasped the flying sword in her hand and shook it, conjuring up countless sword shadows. A series of clanging sounds rang out, and all five green lights were blocked by the sword shadows. She lowered her head to look, saw the green light dissipate, and falling from the sky were five fingernails over a foot long.

  "A good move." Xue Dao Ren's eyebrows furrowed slightly, originally intending to pursue and attack, but seeing the surrounding demonic beasts gathering more and more, one by one, they felt that they had challenged their own low-key nature, deciding to unite to show off their high-key side and take them down.

  Xingyue Daoist detested the demonic beasts, patted the chain at his waist, and this chain transformed into a silver light that slaughtered the demonic beasts fleeing in all directions. Who would have thought that their low-key appearance would be so miserable?

  Xing Xue Dao Ren is fine on this side, but Qing Niu Dao Ren has a problem over there.

  Wang Guang finally unleashed the Finger Sand, a rare and mysterious technique. The power of his fingernails increased explosively, and with the addition of his refined blood spitting out, each of his fingernails was equivalent to a top-grade flying sword.

  The white bone banner in the hands of the Qingniu Dao person was only hastily refined, and its quality was not good to begin with. With a single impact from the five Qing lights, there was a cracking sound, and the banner shattered, barely blocking four of the Qing lights. However, another Qing light wrapped around his thigh, and one leg was cut off cleanly.

  "Wang Guang, you evil Daoist! You chopped off my leg before, and now you're chopping it off again. If I catch you one day, I'll definitely chop you into minced meat!" Qing Niu Daoren gritted his teeth, his face twisted in pain. Fortunately, the cow demon under him was supporting him, so he didn't fall to the ground from the unbearable pain. Unable to see Wang Guang's figure, he cursed and scolded in a low voice.

  Xingyue saw Qingniu being injured and didn't dare to chase after him, fearing that he would be torn apart and devoured by the surrounding demonic beasts. However, he was unwilling to let Wang Guang escape, so he shouted loudly in the direction Wang Guang had fled: "Wang Guang, don't think you can just escape back to your sect and get away with it! My master, Lord Luanye, will absolutely not let you off!"

  Wang Guang, who was far away, heard the voice and suddenly cried out in alarm. "You're a rebellious Daoist, no wonder you're so arrogant! It turns out that you have someone backing you up. Unfortunately, you're foolish and had to shout it out loud. Otherwise, after I return, you would have secretly taken care of me and killed me off, how delightful! Since you have a backer in the sect, I won't be returning to the sect."

  Poor Wang Guang is a complete idiot, he entered the sect and practiced meditation and internal energy every day, or else he would be competing with Bald Donkey to hone his skills. After becoming a core disciple, he didn't understand some of the sect's rules thoroughly, so he made this brainless decision.

  Actually, he didn't know that within the sect, the internal and external disciples would kill each other without anyone intervening. However, if core disciples were to fight among themselves, even just a sparring match, they needed the approval of the Dan Master. Otherwise, if they were discovered fighting in private, they would be reprimanded or locked up for punishment. If core disciples killed each other, regardless of who was right or wrong, their souls would be extracted and suppressed at the bottom of the deep abyss for a hundred years, left to be burned by the earth's yin fire.

  It is precisely because of this rule that when the Lìdì Dào people and the Luàn ài Dào people fight, they only hurt each other but do not kill, unless they think they can escape the joint pursuit and killing by three to five Dan masters from their sect. It is also for this reason that the number of core disciples in Yīqì Zōng is relatively large, so as not to suffer great losses due to excessive internal strife.

  If Wang Guang knew these rules, as long as he could return to the sect safely, even if Luandao Ren or Ningshuang Dao Ren were furious, they could at most give him some flesh wounds, and afterwards, they would still have to lock him up for three to five years before letting him out.

  But Wang Guang didn't notice these rules, and was afraid that if he went back, he would be secretly plotted against by the chaotic Taoist. He immediately gave up his idea of returning to the sect. "Infinite Heavenly Lord! You think I will return to the sect? Today, I won't return to the sect even more. In the mortal world, as long as one calms their mind, they can also cultivate in secret. Wait for me to hide in the red dust of the mundane world and see how you will deal with me." Wang Guang's thoughts turned rapidly, and he quickly made a decision. Therefore, after reducing his magical power fluctuations as much as possible, he followed the mountain range and ran wildly towards a distant place.

  The Roland Empire is located on the edge of the endless mountain range. On the border of the Roland Empire, there are hundreds of permanent fortresses scattered around to block the riots of various monsters in the endless mountain range. A large number of merchants and adventurers gather in the towns surrounding the fortresses. They transport all kinds of animal hides, medicinal materials, grains, and fine wines to earn a lot of money. There are also adventurers who go into the mountains to hunt fierce beasts or monsters, either to use the treasures on the monsters' bodies to enhance their internal strength, or to make a name for themselves.

  At the beginning of autumn, a Taoist priest suddenly appeared in a town. The Taoist had a ferocious face, disheveled hair and wore a tattered Taoist robe. He asked everyone he met if there were any elderly people in the town who had no one to care for them.

  Someone asked, "What is the use of this Taoist priest looking for such an old man?" The Taoist priest bowed and said: "Infinite Heavenly Lord! Since I left home to become a Taoist, I have been traveling around the world, doing good deeds everywhere. Every time I arrive at a place, I will look for such an old man to take care of him, so that he can rely on it in his old age."

  At this time, someone suspected and shouted loudly: "Under the old tree in the southeast, there is a thatched cottage. Inside, there is an old man from the Zhao family who has no one to take care of him. If you have a kind heart, I will take you over to take care of him."

  The Taoist's words stirred something in him, and he was just about to follow when someone else chimed in: "Speaking of no one to care for them, the old man from the Zhao family isn't even a priority. In the northwest corner there's a madman, a young soldier who got brain damage in battle, doesn't know east, south, west or north, doesn't know male or female, old or young. Every day he sits there dazed and confused, muttering nonsense to himself. He's been on the verge of death for years now, and it's already been over 50 years since anyone last cared for him."

  The Taoist was overjoyed when he heard this and exclaimed that his family's luck was good. "I didn't expect to have no gains in the previous few towns, but now I've gained two things at once in this town, it seems that luck is indeed a factor."

  He happily took out a gold coin from his bosom and threw it at the two informants, telling them to lead the way.