I Can See Through Everything

Master's breakthrough gave Lu Qing even more confidence in this trip to Yunzhou.

With his master's peak Precelestial Minor Completion stage, combined with possessing dual Precelestial True Qi and the newly comprehended Precelestial Domain, Lu Qing estimated that his master wouldn't necessarily be at a disadvantage even against a true Precelestial Great Completion expert.

No matter how strong the Flowing Cloud Sect’s Precelestial experts were, they wouldn't be as exaggerated as a Precelestial Great Completion. Otherwise, the Flowing Cloud Sect wouldn't just be one of the three major sects in Yunzhou.

After breakfast, Lu Qing and the others continued their journey.

Strangely enough, though they had officially entered Yunzhou territory and were traveling on official roads, they hadn't encountered any people from the Flowing Cloud Sect for several days.

It was unclear whether the Flowing Cloud Sect had not yet dispatched people to search for their Young Sect Master or had taken a different route.

If it were the latter, it wouldn't be good news for Lu Qing and his group.

Just as Lu Qing was pondering whether to find an excuse to return and check the situation, his expression changed, and he looked ahead.

Soon, he saw clouds of dust rising, with a group of powerful martial artists riding tall horses, galloping towards them.

"Speak of the devil," Lu Qing muttered with a smile as he recognized the familiar clothing of the leading figures from afar.

"Ah Qing, what's the matter?" the old doctor asked, lifting the curtain of the carriage.

Before Lu Qing could respond, the riders in front had already started shouting.

"Get that carriage out of the way! If you don't move within three breaths, you die!"

In the blink of an eye, Mago only managed to stop the carriage, unable to move it off the road.

Seeing this, the opposing martial artists' expressions turned grim, and a strong wind rose as several long whips lashed towards the carriage.

Judging by the whistling sounds, if those whips landed, the carriage would be shattered, or at least knocked off the road by the immense force.

Mago's face changed, ready to block the attack, when several whistling sounds were heard from beside him.

The martial artists in front suddenly cried out, with blood splattering from their foreheads as they fell off their horses, their whips losing all momentum, failing to touch the carriage.

"What?!"

This unexpected turn of events shocked the opposing group, especially seeing their companions fall from their horses, which startled them.

Fortunately, these martial artists were skilled riders. At the critical moment, they pulled up their horses to avoid trampling their fallen comrades.

Thus, everyone was inevitably stopped.

However, even if they hadn't been stopped, these martial artists wouldn't have left easily.

Because they noticed that their fallen comrades, though not trampled, remained motionless, dead.

"Junior Brother Zhao!"

"Senior Brother Huang!"

"Junior Brother Wang!"

This truly startled them. The deceased were all skilled martial artists, at least at the Tendons and Bones Realm, yet they died in an instant.

For a moment, all the martial artists' expressions changed drastically.

"Who dares to ambush us? Tired of living?"

A tall, sturdy man with a dark red face and a long knife at his waist shouted angrily at the carriage.

"Flowing Cloud Sect, truly incorrigible, rampant wherever they go, taking lives recklessly," Lu Qing said coldly, slowly stepping down from the carriage before the shocked martial artists could react. ŖÂŊỗＢĚS

"Brother Lu Qing, are these people from the Flowing Cloud Sect?" Mago asked.

"Yes, look at their clothing."

Mago squinted and noticed the familiar attire of the martial artists, especially the cloud patterns on their sleeves and collars, identical to those they had seen on the Flowing Cloud Sect disciples they had killed in Qingfeng Town a few days ago.

"So they really are Flowing Cloud Sect scum," Mago realized.

"Arrogant brat!"

"Seeking death!"

"Die!"

Angered by the insults, the Flowing Cloud Sect disciples roared.

The dark red-faced man’s eyes flashed coldly. With a clink, his long knife unsheathed, the blade flashing, striking towards Mago in an instant.

The man could tell that Lu Qing's cultivation was not high, only at the Qi and Blood Realm, and even Mago was merely at the Tendons and Bones Realm.

These two couldn't have killed his companions in an instant.

That meant the attacker was still hiding in the carriage.

Originally intending to observe more, Mago's arrogance ignited his killing intent.

"Bring it on!"

Mago wasn't intimidated by the sudden attack. Instead, he looked excited, his war knife unsheathing in an instant, barely blocking the fatal strike.

"What?"

The red-faced man's surprise was evident, but before he could make another move, Mago leaped from the carriage, lunging at him.

"Haha, Brother Lu Qing, don’t interfere, just stand by and watch me play for a while!" Mago laughed as he charged.

His war knife descended with the force of a collapsing mountain towards the red-faced man.

"That knife technique?!"

The red-faced man, sensing the knife's power, showed surprise again.

With no time to think, he instinctively exerted force, leaping backward off his horse.

Slash!

Blood spurted as Mago's powerful strike sliced the tall horse in half!

Killing the horse in one blow, Mago didn't pause, tapping his foot lightly and chasing the red-faced man with another slash.

"Master Ma, be careful, your opponent is an Internal Organs Realm expert," Lu Qing reminded calmly.

He wasn't worried at all.

Hearing Lu Qing reveal his cultivation, the red-faced man, initially cautious, was shocked again.

However, he suddenly stopped retreating, a fierce look appearing, as his powerful aura exploded, his war knife's speed increasing sharply.

Clang!

Amidst the ear-piercing sound of metal clashing, Mago was sent flying backward by the powerful force.

"Think you can escape?"

Seeing his strike fail to kill Mago, the red-faced man's eyes flashed.

His killing intent soared, chasing Mago to cut him in half.

Whiz!

Just as the red-faced man was about to catch up and strike, a piercing whistle sounded.

A sense of extreme danger erupted in his heart, causing it to ache.

Startled, he instinctively raised his war knife to block his forehead.

Bang!

A loud crash followed, the red-faced man's body trembling violently. He stopped not only his forward charge but also stumbled backward, barely stopping himself.

Looking at his war knife, his eyes were filled with horror.

His precious thousand-forged war knife, painstakingly acquired, was now bent and deformed, nearly shattered by a burst of stone powder.

"Elder Hong!"

The Flowing Cloud Sect disciples exclaimed.

"Not bad, you managed to block my stone."

Lu Qing was slightly surprised.

"Brother Lu Qing, this red-faced guy’s knife technique is fierce; I’m no match for him."

Landing safely, Mago admitted.

At this moment, his hands holding the knife were slightly trembling, with blood seeping from his palms, wounded from the clash.

"Facing an Internal Organs Realm expert with high knife skills, it's normal for Master Ma to be outmatched," Lu Qing smiled.

In truth, if Mago hadn’t learned the Mountain and Sea Blade directly from Wei Shanhai, a Precelestial expert, he wouldn’t have withstood even one strike.

"Who are you, and why are you against our Flowing Cloud Sect?"

The red-faced man suppressed his boiling blood and looked at Lu Qing in horror.

Now he knew he had misjudged.

This young man wasn't a Qi and Blood Realm novice but a hidden master.

Someone who could damage his thousand-forged blade with a mere stone must be at least a Martial Grandmaster, far beyond their reach.

Recalling Lu Qing and Mago's previous remarks about the sect, he felt even more bitter.

This mysterious person seemed to despise the Flowing Cloud Sect.

"Flowing Cloud Sect? I thought you didn't care about your Young Sect Master. But your reaction is slow, appearing only now."

Lu Qing looked at the red-faced man's head with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Do you know our Young Sect Master?"

The red-faced man feigned surprise but felt chills inside.

He knew the Young Sect Master was dead, confirmed by the Supreme Elder.

Mentioning the Young Sect Master now meant...

"Not acquainted, but I just killed him a few days ago."

"Run!"

Hearing this, the red-faced man's heart froze, shouting for retreat while backing away quickly.

The Flowing Cloud Sect disciples were confused but soon felt a sharp pain in their foreheads, losing consciousness one by one.

The red-faced man, fleeing, saw his disciples falling, killed by the boy's terrifying stone weapons.

His heart trembled, his speed increasing as he used an explosive secret technique, despite the cost of his vitality.

Hating the lack of forests along the official road, he had no place to hide, forced to flee straight.

Regretting his decision to search for the Young Sect Master, he cursed his bad luck, meeting such a deadly star like Lu Qing!

Bang!

Running at full speed, he felt pain in his legs, unable to exert force, falling to the ground.

"Why stop running?"

A cold voice sounded as Lu Qing appeared.

"Your skill with hidden weapons is unparalleled; I admire you."

The red-faced man looked at his fallen comrades and his broken legs, smiling bitterly at Lu Qing.

"One question before I die: who are you, and why kill our Young Sect Master and us?"

"Don’t pretend to be innocent," Lu Qing said coldly.

"You attacked us first. If we were ordinary, your whips would have destroyed us."

The red-faced man was speechless.

"You’re just a bunch of bullies. Stop pretending," Lu Qing mocked. "I’m just following your survival of the fittest principle."

The red-faced man turned pale, speechless.

"As for our grudge, strictly speaking, we have none. But your Young Sect Master and some disciples committed unforgivable crimes in a small town, and we happened to kill them."

"That was their personal action, unrelated to the sect! If I were there, I would’ve stopped them! Our sect won’t tolerate unrighteous acts..."

The red-faced man pleaded, knowing he must dispel Lu Qing's killing intent to survive.

"Righteous sect?" Lu Qing sneered. "Hong Houyi, remember how your sister-in-law died?"

"How do you..."

The red-faced man trembled, eyes wide.

"Your parents died early, your brother and sister-in-law raised you, but you desired her, killing her when she resisted, and even killed your drunken brother, right?"

"Who are you?! How do you know this?!"

His greatest secret exposed, the red-faced man shouted frantically.

"I’m the one sent by your brother and sister-in-law to claim your life!"

Lu Qing’s face showed a strange expression.

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