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Chapter 469

Words:2838Update:22/06/25 06:07:43

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But this time, Han Anjun did not give him a new mission. Instead, he was calling him back.

Li Qingshan smiled. "You're finally willing to let your son-in-law rest a little?"

When the disciples of the school of Music heard that he wanted to return to the Clear River prefecture, they all faltered. They did not possess strength like Li Qingshan, but correspondingly, they did not have to shoulder such great responsibilities. Basically every time they were sent out, they would return to rest and recuperate.

However, there was still quite a distance to travel from here to the Clear River prefecture. The current situation was turbulent and the flames of war were spreading. It was very easy for them to be ambushed by daemons, so they wanted Li Qingshan to take them along.

However, if he took them along, it would definitely waste some of Li Qingshan's time. As Li Qingshan's reputation rose, he became renowned for his aloofness. It was rumored that he had always been a loner and did not like to socialize with others. Just Now that they had seen him, it really was true.

If they were turned down, it would be humiliating.

"I want to return to the Clear River prefecture. Do I need to take you along?" Li Qingshan could tell what they were thinking. He did not care about the time.

The disciples of the school of Music were overjoyed. They all thanked him. They felt like he was not as unreasonable as the rumors said.

After all, they were all human!

The white cloud spread out, lifting up Li Qingshan and the disciples of the school of Music and taking them into the air slowly. With a hum, it shot off with a long trail of clouds behind it.

"There probably aren't many people in the academy who can rival senior brother's technique of Cloud Riding and Mist Manipulation, right?"

"Senior brother is a once-in-a-century genius of our Clear River prefecture. During the entrance examination, didn't senior brother reach Foundation Establishment first out of the people who were deemed as geniuses?"

The cloud passed over a mountain range. Leaving it behind, the disciples of the school of Music praised from the bottom of their hearts. Apart from their sincerity, they obviously tried to flatter him too. Actually, they had joined the Hundred Schools of Thought longer than Li Qingshan. They could even be regarded as Li Qingshan's senior sisters.

Even if they did not receive any tangible benefits, being able to work with someone like that was a good thing. Being on good terms with someone like that was also a good thing. Most of the weak fawned on the strong with this thought in mind, even though they often got nothing in return. But just for that glimmer of hope, he would never get tired of it.

Li Qingshan smiled and was about to say something. Suddenly, he felt uneasy.

On the dark land, a golden light flashed and pierced through the clouds.



This was a bustling ancient city. Although it was far from being comparable to the prefectural city, there were a few mines nearby. Relying on the mountains to make a living, the people were quite prosperous.

The sky had just darkened when the lights in the city lit up.

Because of the chaos caused by the demons, there were not many people on the road. Only the night watchman was still beating the gong on the street. He lazily shouted, "The weather is dry, beware of the fire!"

The night watchman's voice paused. With the help of the moonlight, he saw a silhouette coming from afar, appearing and disappearing in the thin night fog. He narrowed his eyes. He wanted to take a closer look.

Somehow, the figure walked up to him. His handsome face was rosy, and his eyes shone with blood-red light. Two fangs protruded from the corners of his mouth as he opened his mouth and inhaled.

"Pu!" The night watchman's heart suddenly protruded, and a stream of bright red blood flew out.

With a clang, the gong fell to the ground. The night watchman fell to the ground, his body twitching. He had already become a cold, pale corpse, without a single drop of blood left on his body.

Blood Shadow licked his lips and continued to walk along the street. His gaze pierced through the thin fog and through the walls. He saw figures exuding blood qi in the houses on both sides of the road.

His mouth was opened to an exaggerated size, causing his entire face to contort. He gulped in large mouthfuls of blood. Streams of bright red blood flowed through the walls and into his mouth.

At the end of the street, a powerful blood qi attracted Blood Shadow's attention. He looked over and saw a slovenly Daoist dressed in a tattered Daoist robe. He held a wine gourd in one hand and a burnt branch in the other.

"Evildoer, I've waited a long time for you!"

Zhou Tong drank a mouthful of wine and raised the branch in his hand.

A bolt of lightning twisted and turned like a dragon, piercing through the night fog and striking Blood Shadow.

… …

The cloud was torn apart, but there was no one on it. Two cloud ribbons flew out of Li Qingshan's hands, wrapped around the music disciples, and soared into the sky.

Golden light flashed on the ground. An enormous hedgehog spirit covered in dazzling golden spikes, each one the size of a spear, filled the sky.

Li Qingshan used the Wave Treading Style and stepped on a cloud ladder, constantly leaping up. He wanted to first escape the range of the attack, place the music disciples in a safe place, and then kill the hedgehog.

A thin layer of clouds obscured the bright moon in the sky, making the moonlight hazy.

Li Qingshan burst out of the clouds and leapt into the clouds. The hedgehog daemon's spikes became extremely powerless at this height. Before he could even catch his breath, he saw a hunchbacked old man sitting on the clouds. He said extremely slowly, "Let's go.

He said in an extremely slow voice, "You are the cultivator who recently killed three of my Daemon Generals?"

Dragonsnail!

Li Qingshan's heart sank. Of the three demons, Blood Shadow, Strong Stone, Dragonsnail, the one he feared the most was the unfathomable Dragonsnail. And the untamed Blood Shadow, Strong Stone, seemed to agree with this point.

Li Qingshan's underground avatar had already reported to Spider Queen about his secluded cultivation in preparation for the decisive battle against Fu Qingjin. Although Spider Queen was displeased, she had no objections when she saw that he could hold back a powerful opponent. At this time, Dragonsnail proposed that he hand over all the demons in his territory to her.

Li Qingshan was originally unwilling to agree, but Spider Queen had already made up her mind and could not refuse. It turned out that Dragonsnail had not only taken in Strong Stone's subordinates, but also Blood Shadow's subordinates. She was practically replacing Spider Queen in commanding all the demons.

"It seems that my recent performance has been too outstanding, attracting this old demon's attention. He specifically set up an ambush for me here. This old demon is shrewd and meticulous. He's much harder to deal with than Strong Stone and Blood Shadow. It would be fine if I was alone, but with these Qi Practitioners, I'm afraid it'll be difficult to protect them. "

Li Qingshan said without batting an eyelid, "So what if I am?"

"If you are, then stay here!"

Dragonsnail's speech suddenly sped up, no longer sounding anxious. At the same time, it sped up and appeared in front of Li Qingshan in a flash, its withered hand grabbing at Li Qingshan's throat.

"So fast, even faster than Blood Shadow!"

Li Qingshan's body reacted faster than his mind. He blocked with his sword, but Dragonsnail did not seem to see the nearly transparent Illusory Water Sword of Invisibility and continued grabbing at him.

Li Qingshan beamed with joy. The sharp edge of the sword easily cut through Dragonsnail's webbing between his thumb and index finger, splitting his skinny arm in half. The sword qi in his dantian emerged with the sword.

Dragonsnail's somewhat dull eyes flashed with a sinister light. Its separated arm rapidly expanded and opened up like the mouth of a monster, pulling out thousands of streams of mucus and biting at Li Qingshan's neck.

Li Qingshan had already achieved his goal, so he withdrew his sword. The Illusory Water Sword of Invisibility was covered in a layer of mucus, corroding the spirit light on the sword. He quickly circulated his spirit treasure and washed away the mucus. Not only did the spirit light become much dimmer, but even the sword became visible to the naked eye.

Dragonsnail had purposely let him hit it. The sword qi in his dantian was enough to kill normal Yao Generals, but against Dragonsnail, he did not have the slightest confidence.

As expected, Dragonsnail only slowed down slightly and did not react. It did not even force out the sword qi like Strong Stone.

"Put me down! Put me down! I want to go home! "

At this moment, a music disciple screamed like a child and struggled. It was the one who tried to have sex with Li Qingshan. The constant life and death crisis had broken her last heartstring. Not everyone's nerves were as tough as Li Qingshan's.

"Don't be afraid, we will definitely be fine." "Believe in Senior Brother!" "Bitch, shut up, do you hear me!?"

The other music disciples were afraid that she would really fall down, so they all tried to persuade her and even scold her.

When the words reached Li Qingshan's ears, the speed was shockingly fast. It was almost impossible to hear them clearly. He frowned and seemed to understand something.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh! Several golden lights tore through the air behind him, so fast that Li Qingshan almost could not react in time. Without looking back, he slashed away the spikes aimed at his back. However, the scream beside him suddenly stopped. A spike pierced through the head of the music disciple, killing her on the spot. A bloody hole appeared on her smooth forehead.

The persuasion also stopped. The other music disciples all had bloody holes on their bodies. In the blink of an eye, they had become corpses hanging on the cloud belts.

Their eyes were wide open as if they could not believe that they would have such a fate. They had wanted to rely on Li Qingshan to obtain some safety, but they had not expected that they would die because of him.

The cloud belts dispersed, and they fell to the ground. They gradually became smaller and melted into the clouds. Their dresses danced like withered petals.

Li Qingshan did not have time to sigh. He finally understood that it was not that Dragonsnail had become faster, but that he had become slower. Not only had his body become slower, but even the reaction speed of his brain and the speed at which he circulated his spiritual qi had become slower. And he did not know when he had been hit by this trick!

He stared at Dragonsnail in front of him. What a strange and terrifying talent!

Behind Li Qingshan, in a curtain of clouds, the Hedgehog Spirit shook its body, and a hundred golden lights shot out like rain. There was no way to dodge. Li Qingshan, who was much slower, could not dodge either.

… …

How could Blood Shadow, who had passed the test of the heavenly tribulation, be afraid of a mere bolt of lightning?

Just wait until I draw out your blood and see what it tastes like!

Blood Shadow smiled coldly and stepped forward. His entire body was overflowing with lightning. His face gradually became charred black, and a trace of fear appeared on his face. He stared at the withered branch in Zhou Tong's hand. "What is this?"

It did not flash like ordinary lightning. Instead, it lingered in Blood Shadow's body, wreaking havoc wantonly. Every tiny bolt of lightning could penetrate his body and evaporate a portion of his blood. Even the blood-red daemon core was intertwined with lightning, causing him to feel waves of palpitations.

"Taishang Laojun, haste is like the law. God of thunder and mother of lightning, divine lightning slays the demon!"

Zhou Tong's expression was solemn. Without a word of nonsense, he stepped on the astral steps, his tattered Daoist robes fluttering in the wind. He held the withered branch in his hand as if he was holding a peerless treasured sword, pointing it at the sky.

Boom!

Divine lightning descended from the sky, connecting heaven and earth, illuminating a thousand li.

PS: I had a dream last night. Today, I woke up with a splitting headache. This chapter took more than four hours to write.

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