Chapter 175: Attacking the Qingcheng Sect

When Ye Xiu and Lin Pingzhi arrived at Qingcheng Sect territory, the same arrangements as before were repeated.

Even though Lin Pingzhi was preoccupied with killing Yu Canghai and seeking revenge, he couldn't help but be surprised by what he saw.

Miss Murong had been incredibly kind to them—no, to Ye Xiu, really.

She had provided Ye Xiu with

absolutely everything, from food and clothing to shelter and transportation.

Their horses, once just ordinary ones, had become top-notch, and their arrival at Qingcheng Sect territory had been significantly accelerated.

Thinking of the women around Ye Xiu before, including Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue, Lin Pingzhi felt it was only natural that Miss Murong, so attentive and thoughtful of Ye Xiu, was now back.

However, this thought only crossed his mind, and he immediately focused all his energy on revenge.

"Senior Brother Ye—" Lin Pingzhi looked at Ye Xiu with agitation.

"Junior Brother Lin, why don't you take a break and relax? After all, we've been traveling all day, and our physical and mental state isn't very good. Why not rest for three hours and wait until dark before attacking? This will prevent anyone from escaping, and it'll also reduce the likelihood of accidents and minimize any potential commotion for the time being," Ye Xiu said to Lin Pingzhi.

"Okay, Senior Brother Ye, everything is up to you." Lin Pingzhi wanted to charge onto Qingcheng Mountain right now and slaughter every last one of the Qingcheng Sect.

But Lin Pingzhi knew Ye Xiu was right. Even he, Lin Pingzhi, could sense his own frail condition. Besides, attacking the Qingcheng Sect in broad daylight would inevitably draw attention and cause trouble. It would be better to wait until night.

So, Ye Xiu and Lin Pingzhi each retreated to their rooms to rest.

Lin Pingzhi, in particular, was concerned that Ye Xiu's condition wasn't too bad. This was largely due to his profound internal cultivation. Among his martial arts, the Shenzhaojing (Shenzhaojing) was particularly well-suited for recovery, so Ye Xiu's condition wasn't too bad at all.

However, Ye Xiu still needed to make some preparations.

In a flash, three hours had passed, and the sky began to darken.

However, with a full moon hanging in the sky, even at night, it wasn't particularly dark, not pitch black.

Ye Xiu was already prepared, having even slept for over two hours, and felt quite rested.

However, Ye Xiu could sense someone pacing outside his door, looking anxious. Ye Xiu knew it must be Lin Pingzhi. Lin

Pingzhi clearly couldn't sleep as well as Ye Xiu. Although these three hours were ideal for rest and recuperation, Lin Pingzhi couldn't calm down. After finally making it through nearly three hours, he couldn't help but come looking for Ye Xiu.

But once he reached Ye Xiu's door, he restrained himself and didn't knock.

Ye Xiu got dressed, opened the door, and saw Lin Pingzhi, looking anxious.

"Senior Brother Ye--"

"Junior Brother Lin, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Let's go." Ye Xiu nodded to Lin Pingzhi and said.

"Okay!" Lin Pingzhi responded quickly, and was about to go out.

Ye Xiu was holding a soft Burmese knife with a somewhat peculiar shape. At the same time, Ye Xiu handed another Burmese knife to Lin Pingzhi.

When Lin Pingzhi saw the knife in Ye Xiu's hand, he was a little surprised. As a disciple of Huashan Sect, in Lin Pingzhi's mind, Ye Xiu's weapon should be a sword. Why is Ye Xiu holding a Burmese knife now? And he was given a Burmese knife. What does this mean?

"Senior Brother Ye, what are you doing--" The reason why Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but speak was that he was worried that Ye Xiu would not be able to exert his due strength if he suddenly changed his weapon. What if he was not a match for Yu Canghai after changing his weapon?

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Lin. I've made preparations. Yu Canghai is a mere stunt, so don't worry about weapons. As for giving you the Burmese sword, it's because I didn't want to reveal too much information to the outside world," Ye Xiu said with a smile. His tone , though calm, was filled with confidence.

Lin Pingzhi, without further ado, simply took the Burmese sword and put his sword back. The

two of them headed towards Qingcheng Mountain.

Ancient nights were usually very quiet.

Aside from nightclubs like brothels and brothels, other places were mostly deserted, and many didn't even have candles.

Ye Xiu and Lin Pingzhi walked quickly in the night, without worrying about being spotted.

They made their way unimpeded, arriving at the entrance of Songfeng Temple on Qingcheng Mountain. It was then that they spotted someone.

Two Qingcheng disciples stood guard at the entrance, listlessly yawning and showing no signs of vigilance.

Apparently, as disciples of the Songfeng Temple of the Qingcheng Sect, they had lived in comfort for so long that they didn't expect anyone to come and cause trouble at night. Therefore, their nighttime guarding and patrolling were merely formalities, mostly perfunctory.

Little did they know, this time, someone was actually coming to their door.

Suddenly, a flash of blood shone, and the two listless, even drowsy disciples guarding the doorway were instantly killed. Before their bodies could fall to the ground, a hand lifted them up and placed them on the ground without making a sound.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes lit up as he watched Ye Xiu suddenly kill the two Qingcheng Sect disciples.

Furthermore, Lin Pingzhi discovered that Ye Xiu's swordsmanship seemed incredibly powerful. At least, he didn't see how Ye Xiu struck the sword, only vaguely witnessing a flash of bloody light, and the two Qingcheng Sect disciples were already eliminated.

Watching Ye Xiu dispatch the two men so swiftly and efficiently, Lin Pingzhi's confidence in Ye Xiu soared. He knew that this time, his revenge was almost certain to be won.

Regardless of Lin Pingzhi's thoughts, Ye Xiu had dispatched both men so swiftly and efficiently, and he felt quite pleased. His previous strike had been clean, sharp, and incredibly precise, with absolutely no hint of awkwardness. He was extremely pleased with his move.

Although Ye Xiu lacked combat experience, his Blood Blade Sutra, thanks to the rewards of the diary, had reached perfection. In terms of his mastery of the sword, even the Blood Blade Patriarch couldn't match him.

As for catching the corpse and preventing the sound of it falling to the ground from alerting anyone, it was a technique Ye Xiu had learned somewhere before, and he was using it now, with considerable effect.

Lin Pingzhi followed Ye Xiu with renewed energy. If he hadn't been waiting for Ye Xiu to kill or capture Yu Canghai, he might have dealt a few more blows to the two bodies, shredding them to pieces.

Ye Xiu dispatched the gatekeeper, then quietly crept in, dispatching a patrolling group of Qingcheng Sect disciples without making any noise.

Ye Xiu grew increasingly satisfied with his stealth abilities; thus far, his movements had remained undetected.

He even felt he had the potential to become a skilled assassin. Perhaps he could change his name to Ye Hassan Xiu.

However, just as Ye Xiu was continuing his assassination attempt, he sneaked into a room and kicked over a shit bowl.

Ye Xiu was quite skilled, so he didn't get stained with anything. However, the noise caused by the shit bowl's overturning immediately woke up the Qingcheng Sect disciples in the room: "Who is it—"

"Puff—" Ye Xiu delivered a direct blow, and the opponent instantly fell silent.

However, the previous noise was heard by some people nearby.

No one realized that someone had lurked up the mountain to kill. However, some people were awakened by the sound. Even if they didn't get out of bed or even open their eyes, they could hear the noise.

When Ye Xiu went to kill these people, they were immediately awakened.

After Ye Xiu had killed a few more, someone finally shouted, "Murder! Someone's killing! Quick!!"

With a chuckle,

Ye Xiu stopped lurking. After all, the killings had already been discovered, and he needed to hurry and kill as many people as possible before alerting others.

Blood-red flashes flashed, blood splattered everywhere, and people fell under Ye Xiu's blade.

Lin Pingzhi, initially panicked, then the sight of the bodies being slashed by his blade and the distinct smell of blood sent him into a frenzy. He drew his sword and began to kill.

However, Lin Pingzhi's strength wasn't great, especially with the Burmese sword he was using for the first time, which limited his ability. Even though he caught two people off guard due to panic, he was no longer able to withstand them. Even in his panic, his opponent nearly managed to kill him.

Only Ye Xiu intervened in time, slashing his opponent with his sword, preventing him from being injured.

"Who is this? How dare you come to my Songfeng Temple in Qingcheng Mountain to cause trouble!!!"

A dwarf finally appeared. Although he was short, his voice was very loud. With a roar, he rushed towards Ye Xiu.

The sword light flashed, as if countless pine needles wrapped Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu swung the Burmese knife in his hand, sweeping away all of Yu Canghai's attacks, and then chopped down two disciples of the Qingcheng Sect with his backhand.

"How dare you! How dare you hurt people in front of me!" Yu Canghai was furious. He shouted and attacked Ye Xiu again.

Although Yu Canghai was short, his Qinggong skills were very good, especially when paired with his Songfeng swordsmanship. Ordinary people were really no match for him.

It was a pity that his opponent was Ye Xiu. If Ye Xiu wanted to kill Yu Canghai, he could have done it with just one move.

After all, Yu Canghai only had the eighth level of Xiantian cultivation. He couldn't even defeat Yue Buqun, who hadn't castrated himself to practice swordsmanship, let alone Ye Xiu, who had already reached the third level of the Grandmaster Realm, despite his limited combat experience.

However, their sheer strength created a crushing force, and even Yu Canghai, despite his vast combat experience, couldn't possibly surpass this level.

Ye Xiu didn't simply cut Yu Canghai down because he feared that if he did, the Qingcheng Sect's many disciples would be thrown into chaos, and some would take the opportunity to escape.

It would be better to let Yu Canghai live, giving the Qingcheng Sect's disciples some temporary peace of mind. That way, they wouldn't flee before Yu Canghai was killed.

Meanwhile, Lin Pingzhi stared at Yu Canghai intently, his eyes filled with hatred. His fingers clenched the hilt of his sword, revealing that he was no match for Yu Canghai, otherwise he would have charged in long ago. At

that moment, Lin Pingzhi even felt a flicker of regret, regretting not practicing the Exorcism Sword Manual.

If he had practiced the Sword Manual of Exorcism, he would have been able to go forward and fight Yu Canghai directly at this time, instead of just standing by and doing nothing.

"Stop, you right here! Stop it, you bastard, stop it!" Seeing that Ye Xiu did not fight him head-on, but instead continued to chop down the disciples of Qingcheng Sect, Yu Canghai could not help but roar. Unfortunately, Ye Xiu ignored Yu Canghai and continued to swing the Burmese knife in his hand at the Qingcheng Sect disciples who were still standing.

Lin Pingzhi stared at Yu Canghai with his eyes fixed. Suddenly, Lin Pingzhi saw that most of the Qingcheng Sect disciples who were chopped to the ground by Ye Xiu were just chopped down, but they did not die. They were just groaning in pain.

Lin Pingzhi hurriedly looked around and found that most of the Qingcheng Sect disciples were in the same situation.

Lin Pingzhi recalled Ye Xiu's promise, made before his arrival at the Qingcheng Sect, that he would give him the chance to personally avenge his father. His eyes lit up, and his gratitude towards Ye Xiu grew even stronger. He charged forward, knife in hand, and one by one, he slaughtered the defenseless Qingcheng Sect members struck down by Ye Xiu.

As one Qingcheng Sect disciple after another fell to Lin Pingzhi's sword, Lin Pingzhi's excitement grew, his satisfaction growing.

His actions were quickly noticed by Yu Canghai, who was chasing Ye Xiu but couldn't strike him.

"Lin Pingzhi?" Yu Canghai's eyes widened as he called out Lin Pingzhi's name in a strange, almost off-key voice.

Hearing the voice, Lin Pingzhi looked up at Yu Canghai, his eyes bloodshot.

"It's you, Lin Pingzhi!!!" Yu Canghai cried out, no longer thinking about chasing Ye Xiu and lunging at Lin Pingzhi.

The loss of life and death among the Qingcheng Sect disciples pained Yu Canghai. But compared to Lin Pingzhi, who represented the Sword Manual of Exorcism, he was still a few points behind.

For Yu Canghai, as long as he could obtain the Sword Manual of Exorcism, even if all the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect were killed, he could still recruit new disciples and rebuild the Qingcheng Sect. Relatively speaking, the Sword Manual of Exorcism was more important.

Remember, Lin Pingzhi had always stayed on Huashan Mountain and never left, so Yu Canghai had no chance to contact him, let alone obtain the Sword Manual of Exorcism.

So now, seeing Lin Pingzhi, he was like a wolf that had been hungry for ten days or half a month and saw a piece of fat meat, and he was so eager.

Seeing Yu Canghai notice Lin Pingzhi, Ye Xiu couldn't help but shake his head. It seemed that he needed to deal with Yu Canghai first.

So Ye Xiu launched the Wind God Kick and instantly appeared behind Yu Canghai.

Before Yu Canghai could even react, the Burmese knife in his hand slashed a sharp arc.

Pah—

just as Lin Pingzhi looked at Yu Canghai rushing towards him, he took a step back in fear, trying to dodge, when Yu Canghai fell directly at his feet with a pah.

Lin Pingzhi was confused and stunned.

When he noticed that there was a red line on Yu Canghai's wrist and ankle, and blood was still flowing from the red line, Lin Pingzhi realized that Yu Canghai was killed by Ye Xiu's sword.

Looking at Yu Canghai who was sent to him like a dead fish, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Yu Canghai! Hahaha, you didn't expect it, you didn't expect there would be such a day, Yu Canghai!" Lin Pingzhi roared, and directly stabbed the Burmese knife in his hand into Yu Canghai's body.

"Lin Pingzhi, you son of a bitch—" Yu Canghai cursed with gritted teeth.

Lin Pingzhi directly stabbed Yu Canghai with another sword.

Lin Pingzhi then went mad, repeatedly swinging his sword at Yu Canghai, as if he truly intended to slice Yu Canghai into pieces, a death sentence. Unfortunately, he lacked the skills, and Yu Canghai was soon dead, practically chopped into a pulp by Lin Pingzhi.

The other Qingcheng Sect disciples, devastated by Ye Xiu's destruction, had lost their spiritual support and attempted to flee, but Ye Xiu intercepted them with his Wind God Kick and then wounded them with his sword.

Ye Xiu still intended to leave these people to Lin Pingzhi.

Well,

despite arriving in this world of martial arts, Ye Xiu didn't mind killing. But he didn't want to kill too many.

After all, the Qingcheng Sect had over a hundred members, and he wouldn't be able to live with the thought of him slaughtering them all by himself.

So, aside from the initial disposal of the guards and patrolmen, as well as the first few assassinated, the remaining ones were merely injured by Ye Xiu, rendering them incapable of movement and combat, and he intended to leave them to Lin Pingzhi.

After chopping Yu Canghai into a pulp, Lin Pingzhi had vented much of his hatred. However, he still didn't spare the Qingcheng Sect disciples left behind by Ye Xiu. After all, most of them had also committed the deaths of Fuwei Escort Agency members.

So, amidst the screams of agony, Lin Pingzhi's swordsmen cut them down one by one.

No one in the entire Qingcheng Sect was left alive.

By this time, Lin Pingzhi's hatred had been almost completely vented. Even his face no longer held the bitterness and vengeance of the past. He looked refreshed. Although he looked a bit brutal from his numerous killings, he looked much better than before.

Now, Lin Pingzhi only had one target left: Mu Gaofeng, the Mingtu from the northern frontier.

However, Mu Gaofeng's whereabouts were erratic, unlike Yu Canghai, who had a Qingcheng Sect.

"Junior Brother Lin, are you alright?" Ye Xiu asked, watching Lin Pingzhi's eyes red from the killing, waiting for him to calm down a bit.

"It's okay, I'm fine. I should say I'm feeling better than ever! Senior Brother Ye, thank you, thank you, Senior Brother Ye. From now on, Pingzhi's life belongs to Senior Brother Ye. But Pingzhi shamelessly begs Senior Brother Ye to help me deal with Mu Gaofeng, the Ming Camel from the northern frontier—" Lin Pingzhi knelt on the ground, knocking his head heavily against the ground. While thanking Ye Xiu, he begged Ye Xiu for help one last time.

"Well, I'll have someone find out where Mu Gaofeng is."