Chapter 1 A Girl Named Song Qitian

The disciple at the core was a woman with black hair tied into a high ponytail, hanging down her back. She held a black longsword in each hand, with faint arcs of electricity flickering around her.

"The Faceless Sword Sect's people killed someone in my Shangqing City and think they can just leave?" The woman raised the sword in her right hand and gently slashed, instantly leaving a blue ionized light mark in the air.

"If word gets out, it will definitely ruin my Song Qitian's reputation."

A trace of anger appeared on the woman's fair face, her purple eyes staring at Li Cheng頤 below.

"Junior Brother Bai Lu, you severely injured my junior sister. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

"I've heard of you, one of the leading figures of the younger generation of the Qingmu Sect." Li Cheng颐 revealed a pure smile.

"Unfortunately…" The smile on his face gradually faded. "Being born in this era is your tragedy."

"You…" The woman was stunned, before she could speak.

Li Cheng颐 gently closed his eyes.

And opened them again.

A sky-blue light suddenly lit up in his pupils.

A sword finger had already formed in front of him.

"Instant Prison!"

*Clang!!!*

In an instant, a sky-blue sword light burst out from his sword-nourishing pouch, like the pure boundary line of heaven and earth, cutting through the pavilion, through the crowd, and through Song Qitian's chest, whose chest lit up with five white engraved marks, her face filled with fear.

Everything fell silent.

Song Qitian stood blankly in place, the lightning arcs on her body rapidly disappearing, and the light in her eyes also vanished quickly.

At the center of her chest, a large hole silently appeared.

A hideous blood hole the size of a fist.

"Senior Sister!!!"

The two disciples around her stepped forward in horror to support her, frantically stuffing healing and life-saving treasures into her mouth.

Li Cheng頤 was too lazy to recall the nurtured sword he had used; it was just an ordinary green bamboo.

Feeling the sweeping malice and killing intent, the evil thoughts needed by the Ziwei Flower instantly increased by 20%.

He turned and left calmly.

Actually, he wasn't talking about himself just now, but for Huo Qingkong.

Being born in this era is the greatest tragedy for all the younger generation.

With a swish, he disappeared from the spot.

A moment later, after searching the next two gardens, Li Cheng颐 finally found small flowers similar to strawflowers in a corner, in weeds that had not yet been cleaned up.

The bright yellow and white flowers were sparsely distributed in the weeds. This abandoned garden happened to have the evolutionary flower energy Li Cheng颐 needed.

The gray and white walls were dilapidated, enclosing the garden.

Li Cheng颐 bowed down one by one, absorbing the flower energy from the small flowers into the Evil Flower imprint.

As the strawflowers constantly replenished the flower energy, the urgency in his heart was alleviated.

55%.

71%.

82%.

100%.

Finally, Li Cheng颐 gently breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

‘Next, is to absorb evil thoughts.’

He took out a map from his pocket, glanced at it, then found the right direction, and with a flash of black light.

In an instant, he had disappeared from the spot.

Everything in Shangqing City flashed past him. In just a moment, he had left the city and rushed towards the next sect.

He didn't want to wait here for the old guys from the Qingmu Sword Sect to make a move.

With the Wisdom Sword supporting him, Li Cheng頤 was flying forward at fourteen times the speed of sound in a low-altitude flight.

Passing through forests, crossing mountains, big rivers.

After adjusting the direction several times, soon, two days later, a huge black building complex built on the top of a snow mountain appeared before him.

A huge dark green mountain range, a snow-capped mountain was clearly visible.

Suiyue Peak, here he was.

"This is the Suiyue Sect?" Li Cheng頤 observed the surrounding terrain, first found the main road, before formally approaching.

This was different from the Qingmu Sword Sect. The Qingmu Sword Sect had bad relations with the other three sects, so he could act casually.

But the Suiyue Sect here had a good relationship with the Faceless Sword Sect, so the proper etiquette should still be observed.

Walking along the avenue for more than ten miles, trucks gradually appeared on the mountain road, and he could also see some spirit beast shapeshifters with residual animal features passing by.

The people of the Faceless Sword Sect seemed to be very popular here. Wherever Li Cheng颐 went, all the spirit beasts who saw him took the initiative to wave and greet him friendly.

"Bai Lu!" Suddenly a familiar voice floated from afar.

Li Cheng頤 looked up and saw Bai He and Zhao Yuan, as well as a group of other Faceless Sword Sect disciples, gathered together, talking to a fox-faced tall man.

It was Bai He who called him.

Approaching, Li Cheng頤 smiled at the cold-faced Zhao Yuan, his gaze shifting to the fox-faced man of the Suiyue Sect.

The man wore a green single-shoulder robe, revealing his smooth left shoulder.

"Another Junior Brother from the Faceless Sword Sect is here. Fortunately, the rules are the same. If you want to obtain a trial imprint to pass, you must defeat any one of my Suiyue Sect's peers head-on."

"So simple?" Li Cheng頤 asked in surprise.

"No… it's not that simple, because the only Suiyue Sect disciple we can come into contact with right now…" Bai He smiled wryly.

He pointed to a person in a bamboo forest not far away.

It was a young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old.

He wore the same green single-shoulder robe, and was wearing many various gemstone necklaces, pendants, and bracelets.

The colored gemstones sparkled in the sunlight, making his pale and handsome face appear extremely glamorous.

"Giant White Deer Clan, Nature Nourisher, Yuan Qi."

Giant White Deer Clan? Wasn't this the clan he was disguising as?

Li Cheng頤 was slightly surprised, looking at the other people from the Faceless Sword Sect around him, they had obviously arrived here earlier and had already fought a battle, with more or less injuries on their bodies.

Clearly, they hadn't passed.

"Now… it's my turn…" At this moment, Zhao Yuan clenched her sword-nourishing pouch, stepped forward, her expression stubborn.

But before she could finish speaking, a figure brushed past her.

"As long as I defeat you, I can pass?" Li Cheng頤 stared at the same white antlers, walking to the front of the green-clothed youth.

"Yes, please rest assured, I will carefully control my strength and will not injure you too heavily." Yuan Qi revealed a pure smile, his gaze lingering on Li Cheng颐's antlers for a moment.

"It doesn't matter, you can use your full strength." Li Cheng頤 smiled as well, "Because the battle time may be very short."

The two stood facing each other thirty meters apart, motionless for a moment.

*Buzz.*

Layers of green force fields had already been set up around Yuan Qi, and at this moment they all emerged, flashing large mysterious patterns and symbols.

The grass and shrubs behind him grew wildly, and soon the lengthened green grass weaved out a giant green figure five meters tall.

Li Cheng頤's hand gently grasped the hilt of the Dingyuan Sword at his waist. He closed his eyes. This time, he didn't directly draw his sword, but instead began to quickly adjust his state according to the original second layer of the Seven Intent Saint Spirit Art.

Yes, in the past two years, he had not wasted his time, but regardless of everything, he had re-cultivated the original Seven Intent Saint Spirit Art from the first layer to the second layer. Anyway, he had Kui Ling opening a small stove, and didn't lack cultivation methods.

Comparing the two, he discovered the places improved by the Evil Flower, and with his vast martial arts knowledge and deep understanding of engravings, he attempted to imitate and improve the subsequent cultivation methods on his own.

Because he already had two Saint Infants, there were no bottlenecks in the first two layers at all, and the side effects had completely disappeared.

But the third layer was different. From the beginning, he had to determine a Saint Infant to share the side effects.

At this moment, Li Cheng頤 was constantly comparing the power of the Evil Flower version of the Saint Spirit Art with the original Saint Spirit Art.

The Evil Flower version required the Saint Infant to complete cultivation before the next layer could be cultivated.

The original didn't need it. The original only needed to find a Saint Infant and ensure that it didn't die temporarily, and then one could cultivate the next layer on their own. But with each layer, the side effects had to be transferred once again.

Just as he was thinking about how to cultivate the subsequent Saint Spirit Art, suddenly, from behind the mountain below, streaks of white light shot and chased after him.

A vast malice, like a tide, slammed into Li Cheng頤's back.

Killing intent +3.

Killing intent +4.

Killing intent +3!

Dense evil thoughts swept in, interrupting the duel between Li Cheng頤 and Yuan Qi.

‘Faceless White Deer! Return my disciple's life!!!’

A white shadow at the head, wrapped in a huge transparent and twisted force, shot through the air, pouncing towards Li Cheng頤.

It was a thin old man wearing a Qingmu Sword Sect Daoist robe.

Two golden leaves were clearly embroidered on his collar, representing the status of an elder.

The eight Yuan marks lit up on his chest, causing Li Cheng頤's eyes to narrow slightly.

The other party was actually like him, an eight-mark expert.

The surging evil thoughts rapidly poured into the Evil Flower.

Soon, the evil thoughts belonging to the Ziwei Flower were completely filled. The second evolution of the Ziwei Flower rapidly began to light up with purple-red fluorescence.

In an instant.

The Ziwei Flower had completed its evolution.

New information poured into Li Cheng頤's mind.

‘Ziwei Flower: Third Evolution Degree: 0, Evil Thoughts: 0. Number of Evolutions Available: 4.’

‘Flower Language: Persuasion (derived from the enhanced power of the original Language Power, while maintaining the original effect, when the truth is spoken, the opponent cannot refute it, and a small probability of permanent attitude change will occur, the probability is determined by the difference in consciousness strength between the two parties).’

‘Flower Language: Good Luck +2 (recovers a good luck cycle every three days, the effect of good luck can be actively stacked, waiting for the right time to use).’

"…Can be stacked!?"

Li Cheng頤 was stunned. At this moment, after receiving the information, the Persuasion ability was fine, only a small probability of permanent change, but the stackable accumulation of the Good Luck Flower Language was a bit exaggerated.

‘Current Good Luck Flower Language can be used to avoid conflict, use it?’ Suddenly the Evil Flower gave feedback.

‘Use it!’ Li Cheng頤 immediately confirmed, first try the effect. If there was no other way, he would probably have to reveal his true strength, although he wasn't afraid that the exposure would lead to bad consequences, but if he could avoid exposure, he would, after all, it was difficult to explain.

Unfortunately, he didn't expect the other party to chase so quickly.

At this moment, from the completion of the Flower Language's evolution, appearance, to his decision, it was all over in an instant.

The people from the Qingmu Sword Sect were still roaring and rushing over.

Suddenly, from the distant summit of the Suiyue Sect, came a sigh, old and cold.

*Buzz!!*

A huge green light rose from the ground in front of the Qingmu Sword Sect people, turning into a wall, blocking them.

Then, with a flash of green light, this group of people had disappeared from the spot, completely gone…

Li Cheng頤 breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the Flower Language description.

‘Flower Language: Good Luck +2 (When the people of the Qingmu Sword Sect accidentally affected the Suiyue Sect Master's practice of his cultivation technique, a fleeting special inspiration occurred. Enraged, the Suiyue Sect Master tried to move everyone to the Black Cloud Abyss, where the most demonic beasts are located, as a slight punishment, but under the anger, he missed a huge force and accidentally pinched everyone to death on the spot.)’

‘This…’ Li Cheng頤 was speechless. Was this luck a bit too exaggerated?!

The Good Luck Flower Language had now turned gray, obviously only to be used again in three days.

But what made him even more satisfied was that he could immediately choose the eleventh Flower God seat vacancy.

And in order to deal with the current situation, he had already chosen the eleventh main flower he wanted to choose.

(End of this chapter)