"How dare you enter the illusion with such low cultivation? You must be tired of living!" Chu Bei brushed the dust off his body and was about to leave.
"Grand-uncle-master, aren't you coming with us?" When the disciples saw Chu Bei leaving, they hurriedly got up and ran forward.
"Go with you?" Chu Bei's lips curled into a playful arc.
"Yes, there's strength in numbers! It's too dangerous for you to be alone. "
"That's right, we can look for the mentors together. We'll be safe once we find them."
The disciples chimed in one after another, trying to rope Chu Bei into their team.
"I don't want to bring burdens like you along. If we're fated, we'll meet in the central area." Chu Bei smiled and sped up towards the direction of the circular light pillar.
The night was getting darker. Chu Bei didn't continue on his journey. Instead, he searched for a place to rest.
Just as he was passing over a hill, a miserable shriek could be heard, mixed with curses.
Following the source of the voice, Chu Bei slowly approached.
"Li Ao, you son of a bitch. I've followed the wrong person!"
"Wang Hu, you can't blame me for this. If I didn't use you as bait, we would all have to die here."
"I'd rather die in my current state!"
"Do you want me to fulfill your wish?"
"You'll go to hell!"
"If God can take me in, then let him do it!"
…
Chu Bei stood behind a rock. In front of him, a long-haired young man was writhing on the ground in pain. His lower body was festering as if he had just been bitten by some ferocious beast. Beside the long-haired young man stood a tall and skinny young man. At the feet of the tall and skinny young man was a two-meter-long beast.
Coincidentally, the long-haired young man on the ground was beaten up by him three days ago.
Under Chu Bei's gaze, Li Ao pulled out the long sword from the beast's body and stabbed it into Wang Hu's neck.
"How … brutal …"
Just as Chu Bei was about to label Li Ao as an inhumane person, a strong gust of wind came from behind him.
He was very familiar with this feeling. As expected, it was a big white rabbit with a knife in its mouth!
Chu Bei subconsciously dodged to the side, and then chopped down with a hand knife. Accompanied by a dull thud, the big white rabbit crashed heavily to the ground, no longer breathing.
"Who is it!"
Almost at the same time, Li Ao's cold voice drifted in the air.
Amidst the rustling sounds, Li Ao's figure flashed and appeared behind the mountain rock in the blink of an eye. When he saw Chu Bei's appearance clearly, the corners of his mouth immediately lifted into a sinister and vicious smile.
"There's a path to heaven, but you don't want to take it. There's no door to hell, but you want to throw yourself into it!" Li Ao hurriedly wiped the blood off the blade. "Chu Bei, I was just about to look for you, but you delivered yourself to me. It seems that God is really kind to me. "
"Little Martial Nephew, what are you looking for Martial Uncle for?" Although Chu Bei had a guess in his heart, he still pretended to be nonchalant on the surface.
"You say, isn't it good to be an ordinary person? With Ziyun Sect supporting you, you don't have to worry about food and drink. But you just happened to have some kind of opportunity and can actually cultivate again! " Li Ao's face suddenly became gloomy. "Do you know that your existence is an extremely unstable factor to Father?"
"Little Martial Nephew, hearing what you said, you're not going to kill me in this illusion, are you?" Chu Bei's face did not show the slightest expression of fear, and even laughed mockingly.
"Hehe, if I kill you here, no one will know. The people outside won't associate your death with us either. After all, in the illusion, death is a normal thing. "As Li Ao spoke, he shook his long sword, and the corners of his mouth revealed a terrifying smile.
"Little Martial Nephew, don't be anxious." Chu Bei smiled faintly. "I have a question that I'm very curious about."
"What is it?" Li Ao played with his long sword. "Since you're going to be a dead man soon, I'll satisfy your curiosity."
"The question is …" Chu Bei dragged his words, and suddenly changed his tone. "Where did you get the confidence to think that the person who will die here will be me and not you!"
As the cold voice that was mixed with killing intent fell, Chu Bei's figure moved, and a fist went straight for Li Ao's head.
The sudden change caused Li Ao's expression to change. After quickly taking a step back, he also clenched his fist and punched out.
Bang!
The two fists collided. Chu Bei's figure stood firm, but Li Ao was forced back, and his feet left a two centimeter mark on the ground.
"How … how is this possible?" Li Ao suppressed the blood in his chest, and looked at Chu Bei in horror. "You're clearly only at the eighth level of Qi Tempering, but your strength …"
"Who told you that my cultivation is at the eighth level of Qi Tempering?" Chu Bei glanced at Li Ao in disdain, and then pointed at Wang Hu's body on the ground. "Could it be him?"
"Damn it! You hid your strength from him? "Li Ao frowned deeply.
"Of course, if I used my full strength, he would've been a corpse three days ago."
Chu Bei crossed his arms in front of his chest, and there was mockery between his brows. "Don't you think so? My little martial nephew. "
After hearing Chu Bei's words, Li Ao took a deep breath. Through the previous exchange, he was very sure that Chu Bei's cultivation was at the third level of Exuvia or even higher. He wasn't someone that he, who had just reached the mortal evolution state, could deal with.
Thinking about this, Li Ao didn't hesitate at all, and quickly turned around and ran away.
"Want to run?!" Chu Bei sneered, and chased after him at an even faster speed.
Three minutes later, Wang Hu's body was beside Wang Hu.
There was an extra corpse next to Wang Hu. This corpse was already beaten beyond recognition, and its entire body was covered with purplish red bruises. Some parts of its head were even deeply sunken in, and it was very frightening.
After casually using a few leaves to cover the two corpses, Chu Bei continued to look for a place to rest for the night.
"That's where the sound of fighting came from!"
"Quick, come and see! There's a corpse here! "
"This … Li Ao! He … he's actually dead! Did you perish together with this beast? "
"I know this other person too, he's called Wang Hu. Looking at his legs, it was clearly bitten by the beast. But why does Li Ao's death look so weird? It feels like he was punched to death by someone's fist. "
"Sigh, if the first elder knew that his precious son died in such a miserable state, who knows how sad he would be."
"Poor guy, why can't this Li Ao understand?! If I were him, I wouldn't come to the illusion realm. I just want to wait for my dad to successfully become the sect leader, and then peacefully be the young sect leader. How beautiful would that be! "
…
Not long after Chu Bei left, a group of disciples came to the side of the corpses, and they buried them while sighing.
The night was getting darker, and one couldn't even see their fingers if they stretched out their hand.
Chu Bei had already arrived at the waist of a mountain peak. He was still climbing up, because there was a cave at a higher point, and there was a faint light of fire in the cave.
In the night, although he couldn't do it as if it was daytime, it wasn't to the extent that he couldn't see anything.
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