350: Chapter 80 Taoist Pure Reputation_2 350: Chapter 80 Taoist Pure Reputation_2 Through layers of blowing sand,
Ao Ying, seated atop a flying sword, looked on with great interest.
She had not anticipated a female Sword Cultivator who had attained Perfect Cave Heaven to arrive so “timely.”
The one with the surname Xie did not like to reason with others.
Yet these people seemed insistent on reasoning with him.
She likewise despised reasoning.
If it were her,
She would surely continue to release her sword, killing not only that “holier-than-thou” Human Race fairy but everyone!
Caught in a dilemma, Shang Yi took a deep breath, clenched her teeth, and spoke, “Even if I do not know whom Master Xie intends to execute, Shang Yi still dares to offer assurance…
the disciples of the Taoist sect are innocent and pure.”
“Foolish,”
Xie Xuanyi shook his head and asked, “What will you use for your assurance?”
“…”
Just as Shang Yi was about to speak again,
“Xie Zhen…
You have quite the killer instinct!
Who exactly do you want to capture?
Can’t we have a proper conversation?
Do you have to kill everyone just because of a disagreement?
Is the name of the Taoist sect so worthless in your eyes?”
Qi Yu had barely recovered from his shock.
At this moment, he has become more restrained in his demeanor.
But he was still visibly angry.
The instant that flying sword hovered in the air, Qi Yu knew that this man Xie had the same temperament as his master, a born killer.
If Shang Yi had not risked her life to intervene, those flying swords would truly have descended!
Hearing this, Xie Xuanyi furrowed his brows and scolded coldly, “Shut up.”
With a flick of his sleeve,
a slap crossed the distance and landed upon Qi Yu’s cheek.
The second disciple of Tai Shang House stumbled and fell to the ground.
And the next moment,
those returning flying swords surged once again like myriad leaping dragons, hovering above everyone’s heads.
“???”
With a pale face, Qi Yu looked up at the dense flying swords.
Murmurs arose amidst the dust storm, “Xie Zhen has gone mad, he’s setting up a Sword Array!”
“He’s actually intent on wiping us all out!”
“Shang Fairy, save us!”
Within mere moments, the Sword Array formed at an incredible speed.
This time,
it enveloped not only the Taoist sect but Qiantian Palace as well!
Wenzhong and Shang Yi’s faces changed drastically; as the wind and sand surged suddenly, Sword Sound carried the might of heaven and earth, and an overwhelming force descended suddenly.
The swords and weapons they carried were torn from their grasp, flying up into the storm, forcibly bound by the Sword Array.
Immediately after,
a thunderous noise exploded amidst the flying sand.
This sound, filled with profound Soul Power, plummeted right into the Heart Lake of the young cultivators from Qiantian Palace and Tai Shang House.
“Yan Xie, how much longer will you hide?!”
This shocking yell
caused the complexions of ninety percent of the disciples to turn ashen, with some even spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.
The name Yan Xie sent a jolt through Shang Yi and Wenzhong.
What shocked them even more was what came next.
With the Sword Array covering the area and Xie Xuanyi forcibly invoking the Soul-shattering Sound to resonate within the Heart Lake of the disciples from the Taoist sect and Qiantian Palace, the next moment, a disciple bore traces of purple smoke atop his head and a fragment of Divine Thought suddenly darted out of his body like lightning, crashing towards the edge of the Sword Array outside, into the sandy haze.
“…Xie!”
The Divine Thought fragment only managed to utter the first syllable before its piercing scream was utterly silenced by the Sword Qi.
Xie Xuanyi, you are heartless and deranged!
These were the intended words of Yan Xie’s residual thought, but alas, Xie Xuanyi’s sword was too swift; the instant the Divine Thought escaped, it was crushed to pieces!
As Xie Xuanyi clenched his fingers,
there was a pop.
The head of that disciple from Tai Shang House exploded amidst the sandstorm, turning into a puff of blood mist.
His mutilated body, along with Yan Xie’s Divine Thought, was completely shattered!
Everyone stared blankly at this scene,
seeing everything very clearly…
As the residual thought left the body, the features were obscured by the swirling smoke, indistinct, but the figure was adorned with the robe of the Taoist sect, marked with the patterns of Longevity House.
It was not over yet.
Xie Xuanyi waved his sleeve and formed a large bell with Sword Qi.
He “selflessly” had shown the disciples of Qiantian Palace and Tai Shang House the meditation image of Lotus Peak, the Sword Qi ringing the bell.
Sword Qi swirled like fish throughout the sky, converging into a bell with intricate patterns.
The next moment.
The large bell sounded, its soul-stirring tones rolling forth.
“Dong!”
A loud boom spread in the wind and sand, and several disciples, with pained expressions, screamed as their “Taoist real person” Divine Thought forms were revealed, followed by Flying Swords descending to slay them.
Accompanied by the deep bell’s resonance, a total of four bodies from the groups of Qiantian Palace and Tai Shang House exploded on the spot, turning into blood mist!
“Hiss hiss hiss——”
The wind and sand settled.
Scorching crimson gravel pelted onto the snow-white garments of Shang Yi.
This fairy of Yuqing Pavilion couldn’t believe the bloody scene behind her; out of the four who died, three were from Tai Shang House.
And one person.
Came from Qiantian Palace.
Pitter-patter, a rain of swords fell.
Xie Xuanyi withdrew the Sword Array, and these weapons belonging to the Taoist cultivators of Qiantian Palace fell back into the dust and sand.
“What is…
going on here?”
Yu Wenzhong stared blankly at this scene; he looked at his junior brother Chen Li, that disciple of Qiantian Palace who was slain by the Sword Qi.
He saw a whiff of residual Taoist thought cling to him, knocked out by the bell—
“Qi brother, don’t you think you owe us an explanation…”
Chen Li didn’t know how to explain; he could only look at Qi Yu with anger.
After the Saint Heir left.
He and Qi Yu stayed together.
When the Demon Race attacked, Qiantian Palace and Tai Shang House banded together for warmth, stepped into the Secret Realm, and watched over each other.
But in the end, a disciple from his own sect was still possessed!
If it weren’t for the bell that revealed that residual thought, Qiantian Palace might still be in the dark!
Qi Yu’s complexion was ashen.
“I…”
He opened his mouth wide but couldn’t utter a complete sentence.
Just earlier, this second senior brother of Tai Shang House had been the most assertive, and Xuanyi had of course taken special care with his Divine Thought, but the outcome was somewhat disappointing for him.
Qi Yu had not been eroded by Yan Xie’s Divine Thought, perhaps due to the remaining power of the residual thought being too weak, unable to invade the Heart Lake of a late stage Perfect Cave Heaven cultivator…
The several cultivators who died under the Sword Qi’s explosive thunder were all weak and young.
Clearly.
They were the weakest and most susceptible to Divine Thought possession!
“That Taoist shadow just now, its cheeks were wreathed in smoke, it wore the pure white robe of Longevity House, adorned with the blue-smoke talismans…”
Yu Wenzhong’s gaze shifted to Shang Yi, his voice hoarse as he spoke, “I’ve heard rumors that the Divine Thought Dharma Form of the real person Yan Xie looks just like this…
I’ve also heard that Yan Xie is a criminal of Longevity House, expelled from the Taoist sect.
He practiced Forbidden Techniques, embezzled Secret Treasures, and was unacceptable to the Taoist sect…”
Shang Yi remained silent.
She had nothing to say because what Yu Wenzhong said was true.
All these rumors were secondary.
The most important thing was that Fang Hang had deliberately visited the real Yan Xie with the disciples of Tai Shang House before the Northern Hunt!
This was likely the reason for the rooting of the Divine Thought.
Shang Yi had heard from the elders of her sect that the “real person Yan Xie,” due to a momentary lapse, had fallen onto the path of evil and was beyond redemption.
Having made a grave mistake in the past, he was ordered to reflect behind closed doors.
But when the reflection period was over, Yan Xie voluntarily left Longevity House and departed from the Taoist sect as a Loose Cultivator.
No one knew what he would do next.
The masters of the Seven Huts each warned their disciples.
Not to have too much contact with him.
Not to associate with him privately.
Unfortunately, there were always those who did not heed the warnings.
“Yu Wenzhong, junior brother Zhou’s Heart Lake has been completely destroyed.”
A disciple of Qiantian Palace leaned over to inspect the corpse of the deceased junior brother, touching the chest area, his voice trembling: “That ‘real person Yan Xie,’ in order to completely occupy the junior brother’s Heart Lake, ravaged the entire Purple Mansion once over…
This clearly had no intention of leaving any survivors!”
This method of possession was the most ruthless and the most secure.
After killing the original owner, one could completely take over their body for personal use.
To kill is but to limit one to the ground, to steal their body, to deceive their sect—how extremely vile and despicable?
“…”
Looking at the blood mist scattered on the ground, Shang Yi’s expression turned extremely ugly.
Just now, she had been willing to vouch for the integrity of the Taoist sect…
Thinking about it now.
Her words were naively ridiculous to the extreme.
“Miss Shang, Shang Fairy.”
It was at this moment, Xie Xuanyi’s voice faintly rose: “Earlier you said, you wanted to vouch for these Taoist disciples?
I wonder what the fairy has to use as a guarantee?”