Chapter 297

Chapter 297 Misunderstanding and settlement of accounts, Lu Qing’s murderous intention!

“Rare treasure?”

Lu Qing was stunned.

Just then, several more powerful figures rushed in.

Leading the charge were several Taoists in robes.

As they rushed in, they immediately spotted Lu Qing and the talisman emanating a powerful aura hovering before him.

The middle-aged Taoist in the lead, his eyes widening, shouted, “Young man, do not hand over the rare treasure to those bald asses!”

But it was too late. Before Taoist Yangming could finish his words, Monk Xuannu had already rushed forward.

Despite his portly figure, his speed was remarkable. In an instant, he reached Lu Qing, his broad hands extended, and he grabbed the Soul Talisman.

Seeing this, Taoist Yangming’s heart sank.

He hadn’t expected the bald asses of Xuankong Mountain to be so bold, charging in before the calamity clouds had even dissipated.

As a result, they were one step behind, and now they could only watch helplessly as Monk Xuannu attempted to seize the rare treasure.

“So they mistook my Soul Talisman for a rare treasure.”

Lu Qing finally understood what was going on.

He wasn’t surprised that Monk Xuan Nu and the others didn’t recognize him.

He looked rather disheveled.

Although he had pulled out his clothes from the Qian Kun Yi Qi Bag and put them on after surviving the thunder tribulation,

and his injuries had completely healed, the

charred, dead skin on his face from the tribulation still clung to it.

Furthermore, he hadn’t had time to groom his newly grown hair.

So, it wasn’t surprising that Xuan Nu and the others didn’t recognize him at first.

As he watched Xuan Nu about to touch the Soul Talisman, Lu Qing smiled softly. He

first used his soul to teleport, asking his master to hold back for now. Then

, with a subtle thought, the Soul Talisman shrank rapidly, disappearing into the space between his eyebrows.

“Boy, hand over your things!”

Monk Xuan Nu, having missed his chance, flew into a rage.

His palm, as big as a palm leaf, shone with a golden light, and he slapped Lu Qing.

A terrifying force threatened to crush Lu Qing to pieces, forcing out his precious treasure.

“That young man is dead!”

The powerful warriors who had rushed over, upon seeing this scene, all had a thought.

Some with kinder hearts couldn’t help but look away, as if they couldn’t bear to see Lu Qing’s body shattered and torn into pieces.

However, just when everyone thought Lu Qing would die instantly, a blinding flash of a knife flashed.

The next moment, a scream rang out.

Then they saw Xuan Nu’s arm, which had been grasping at Lu Qing, suddenly ripped from his body. Blood gushed out, and his body flew backwards.

As it hit the ground, it knocked over many bricks, stones, and wood, leaving a long scar before coming to rest.

When Xuan Nu’s body came to a stop, everyone gasped as they saw his appearance clearly.

Not only was his arm missing, but a horrific knife wound pierced his chest, running from shoulder to waist, nearly severing his body in two!

Seeing Xuan Nu, breathless and gravely wounded, everyone was shocked and turned their gazes towards Lu Qing again.

Who was this young man, possessing such terrifying power? With a single blow of sword energy, he nearly slew Xuan Nu, a master of the Innate Realm!

As for Monk Xuan Nu, his face was filled with disbelief.

He couldn’t believe he had been so severely injured by a single blow of sword energy.

“He’s not dead yet?”

Lu Qing was somewhat surprised.

He had expected the sword energy to cleave Xuan Nu in two, but he had actually withstood it.

It seemed that, having just broken through, he was still somewhat unskilled in the use of Innate Realm power.

However, that didn’t matter. With Lu Qing’s realm and command of power, he was confident that he wouldn’t make such a mistake again.

Hearing Lu Qing’s muttering, everyone was speechless.

It seemed that the young man was somewhat dissatisfied with his victory in inflicting heavy damage on Xuan Nu with a single blow.

Only Monk Xuan Ming had a look of doubt and astonishment.

He looked at Lu Qing’s face, which seemed vaguely familiar.

“Boy, who are you? How dare you hurt my Uncle Master Xuan Nu!”

a young monk shouted angrily.

“Xuan Ming Bald Donkey, you Xuan Kong Mountain bastards are truly incorrigible. You’re as domineering and hypocritical as ever. Every time I run into you, it’s always bad luck.

Last time, you tried to force my master to convert you, and this time, you’re indiscriminately trying to steal my treasure.”

Lu Qing sneered sarcastically.

“You?!”

Monk Xuan Ming was shocked, finally recognizing Lu Qing.

“That young man surnamed Lu?!”

Taoist Yang Ming and the others also recognized Lu Qing.

However, this time, their shock only intensified.

A few days ago, Lu Qing’s full-strength sword strike had only severely damaged Xuan Nu.

Now, with just a single blade, he had nearly killed Xuan Nu instantly.

Yet, in just a few days, Lu Qing’s combat power had doubled. It was simply incredible.

Could it be the effect of that talisman or rare treasure?

Many people couldn’t help but have this thought in their minds.

Even those who had seen Lu Qing in the Holy Mountain recalled the terrifying murderous intent that had emanated from him that day.

Could it have been emanated from that talisman?

Of course, there were also those who had not been in the Holy Mountain that day and had not seen Lu Qing.

Seeing this scene, they were filled with confusion.

Who was this young man? Why did the monks of Xuankong Mountain seem so fearful of him?

“You little beast?”

Of all the people, the most incredulous was Monk Xuan Nu.

He had never imagined that the one who had killed his disciple and injured him a few days ago would be the one to inflict another severe blow.

In his excitement, the Qi and blood that he had previously sealed with his powerful mind suddenly became chaotic. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

“Uncle Xuan Nu!” A

monk immediately cried out in alarm, rushing forward, taking out a pill, intending to give it to him to heal his wounds.

Lu Qing did not stop him, and Xuan Nu was struck by his sword energy. Although he had just entered the Xiantian realm and had not yet had time to cultivate his own Xiantian Qi, he was still deeply affected by his sword energy.

But with his swordsmanship, the condensed sword energy is not so easy to dissolve.

Ignoring Xuan Nu for the moment, Lu Qing looked at Xuan Ming calmly: “Xuan Ming Bald Donkey, you came at the right time. I just happen to have a score to settle with you.”

“Amitabha, I didn’t expect that after not seeing you for a few days, Master Lu’s cultivation has become even more profound. He is truly a young talent, a genius.

Xuan Nu was wrong to attack you rashly just now. I apologize to you on his behalf.”

Xuanming was truly an extraordinary person. After a brief moment of shock, he quickly calmed down.

He clasped his hands together and bowed to Lu Qing.

Xuanming’s humble attitude immediately startled the powerful warriors who had never met Lu Qing before.

Who was Xuanming? He was the elder of Xuankong Mountain, one of the four legendary secret realms! A truly elusive figure!

Even the leaders of the major sects in Zhongzhou would address him with respectful titles upon seeing him!

Such a prominent figure, now so humble towards a young man.

What was this young man’s origin?

Lu Qing’s expression remained unchanged in the face of Xuanming’s humble attitude.

He said calmly, “Xuanming, donkey, don’t be so hypocritical. Let me ask you, were those assassins from Wujian Tower a few nights sent by you, Xuankong Mountain?”

Upon hearing Lu Qing mention Wujian Tower, the powerful warriors were once again shocked.

In the past few days, the news that Wujian Tower has reappeared has spread throughout the Holy City. From what this young man said, it

seems that this matter is related to Xuankong Mountain? There are also those who are more cunning. Thinking of the sudden and strange appearance of Wujian Tower and some things that have been puzzling them recently,

their hearts suddenly moved, and some things became clearer .

Even Yangming Taoist and others looked even more grim. They thought of something terrible.

“Amitabha, Mr. Lu, you are joking. Wujian Tower is an evil sect and it was wiped out hundreds of years ago. How could it be related to my Xuankong Mountain?”

Xuanming looked normal, without a trace of strange color on his face, and answered calmly.

“It doesn’t matter whether you admit it or not,” Lu Qing chuckled. “Anyway, I’ve learned the truth from those assassins.”

“Master Lu, although I don’t know the truth of what you’re saying, I still want to remind you.

Most of the assassins trained by Wujian Tower are crazy and will do anything to achieve their goals.

I hope you don’t fall for others’ schemes to sow discord,” Xuanming said sincerely.

“That’s fine. I don’t care whether they’re trying to sow discord or not. I just know there’s something I’ve wanted to do for a long time.”

Lu Qing said this, suddenly breaking into a brilliant smile.

Seeing Lu Qing’s smile, Xuanming suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

However, before he could even think about it, he heard Lu Qing softly utter his last words: “That is… to kill you!”

Then his figure disappeared from the spot.

“Oh no! Set up the formation!”

Xuanming’s crisis suddenly reached its peak.

He shouted loudly and threw out a golden bowl.

The golden bowl, surging in the wind, instantly grew to the size of a water jar, emitting a hazy golden light, blocking the monks’ path.

The next moment, Lu Qing appeared, his long sword, seemingly unseen, striking the bowl with a simple blow.

Boom!

A powerful burst of energy sent the bowl careening away under Lu Qing’s terrifying force.

After cleaving the bowl, Lu Qing swept forward with a sharp, arcing blade.

“Get out of the way!”

Seeing Lu Qing’s blade approaching, the monks of Xuankong Mountain were filled with fear. The memory of Xuan Nu’s previous fate was still fresh in their minds.

Even Xuan Nu, who had cultivated the Vajra Dharma Body, had been severely injured by Lu Qing’s blade. How could they possibly withstand it?

Immediately, all the monks abandoned their formations and engaged in a desperate attempt to dodge the blade’s energy.

However, Lu Qing’s blade technique was unfathomable, and how could his energy be so easily avoided?

Amidst a chorus of screams, the sword energy dissipated, revealing that all the monks of Xuankong Mountain, save for a few elder monks led by Xuanming, were cut in half by Lu Qing’s blade!

“Ah! It hurts! It hurts! Elder, save me!”

“Elder, help me! I don’t want to die!”

“Master, save me!”

…

The cut-off monks didn’t die immediately.

They all writhe on the ground in agony, screaming and pleading for help from Xuanming and the others.

The sheer horror of the scene chilled the hearts of the other powerful spectators.

Even Xuanming lost his composure.

With a sullen expression, he formed a hand seal and summoned a string of Buddhist beads. The next moment, the beads emanated golden light, falling upon the cut-off monks.

Then, a miraculous scene unfolded: the wounds of the cut-off monks gradually stopped bleeding, preventing them from dying immediately.

However, having already struck, Lu Qing certainly wouldn’t stop.

He’d just been arguing with Xuanming, merely trying to familiarize himself with his newly acquired Xiantian Realm power.

Seeing Xuanming’s desire to save them, he immediately lunged forward once more.

But just as Lu Qing moved, a curtain of light suddenly descended from midair, blocking his path.

It was the golden bowl he’d chopped off, which had suddenly appeared above Xuanming and the others, emanating rays of golden light and enveloping them.

The few surviving elders of Xuankong Mountain also sat cross-legged on the ground, forming a formation and harnessing their mental power to control the golden bowl.

Lu Qing casually swung his sword, but found the curtain of light incredibly resilient, far more sturdy than the one he’d experienced back at the Holy Mountain.

With his current strength, he couldn’t break it without unleashing his full power.

“As expected of one of the Four Great Secret Sites, you possess numerous methods. It seems you held back when you fought me that day.”

Feeling the power of the curtain of light, Lu Qing couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

However, his admiration sounded more like sarcasm to Xuanming and the others.

That day, they had used most of the golden bowl’s power to suppress and convert the old doctor, which gave Lu Qing the opportunity to break the golden light of the formation.

He hadn’t expected to be mocked by this youngster now.

Xuanming’s previous composure had vanished.

His face livid, he stared intently at Lu Qing: “Donor, your attack is rather ruthless. We, the disciples of Xuankong Mountain, have never offended you, yet you dare resort to such cruel means? You have truly fallen into the devil’s ways, acting like a demon!”

“You bald asses are truly better at accusing people.”

Lu Qing, his long sword in hand, chose not to engage in verbal attacks. Instead, he carefully examined the light curtain before him.

“But how long do you think this tortoise shell can protect you?”

With that, Lu Qing assumed a stance, concentrating his mind and energy. A sharp blade of energy began to gather on his sword.

As Lu Qing gathered strength, a powerful aura emerged from him, and a terrifying murderous intent immediately made the onlookers’ faces change color.

They all felt that once Lu Qing used this sword, it would be earth-shattering!

As for Xuanming and others who were in the golden shield, they naturally felt Lu Qing’s aura.

However, Xuanming did not show any panic.

He saw that the injuries of the disciples who had been beheaded had been temporarily healed under the light of the Buddhist beads.

He put the Buddhist beads away, then took out an object from his pocket and threw it in front of him.

After being thrown, the object also grew in the wind. It was a three-foot-long, golden vajra.

The vajra hovered in front of Xuanming. He sat cross-legged and looked at Lu Qing intently, his eyes no longer concealed, filled with murderous intent.

“Little beast, since you have completely fallen into the devil’s way, then I will not show you mercy. Prepare to die!”

After saying this, the vajra in front of him shone brightly.

(End of this chapter)