The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

The originally fast-moving Zhou Qing seemed to sense something, suddenly controlling his flying sword to stop in mid-air.

Then, he cautiously drew out his Tetanus and looked around vigilantly.

"Your awareness is quite high!" A soft yet eerie voice came from below.

It was Sima Demoness, wielding her scarlet glowing sickle, gracefully rising into the air.

She stopped steadily, gazing at Zhou Qing with a sneering smile, that smile as deadly as a night-blooming mandrake flower.

As Zhou Qing saw her clearly, his pupils contracted sharply, filled with disbelief, and he fumbled in panic.

"Fairy, you've mistaken me for someone else!" Zhou Qing forced himself to stay calm, said this one line, and turned his back to flee desperately.

Sima Demoness snorted coldly, not in a rush to chase him. Instead, she ordered the black-robed men to hide in the pool under the waterfall. Then she began to pursue him, like a cat playing with a mouse.

In just a moment, she closed the distance between them effortlessly.

"Zhou Qing of the Taiqing Sect, you're quite famous in my Cangyan Daoist Palace now. With your Golden Core Realm cultivation, you managed to make those two fools Meng Xing and Song Yuan face a setback. I must say, you have some skills!"

Her voice rang by Zhou Qing's ear, with a hint of amusement and disdain in her eyes.

Zhou Qing's face turned as pale as paper, constantly changing his flight direction, trying to use the complex terrain to shake off the pursuing Sima Demoness.

"Fairy, I truly don't understand what you're saying, and I'm not Zhou Qing. You really have the wrong person."

Zhou Qing's voice trembled with obvious panic and fear.

"Blood Bone said you're cunning, and it seems to be true. But I understand, trying to survive is nothing to be ashamed of!"

As she spoke, Sima Demoness launched an attack.

Her sickle flew out of her hand with a whooshing wind, heading directly for Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing was shocked, hastily raising his Tetanus to defend himself.

As the weapons clashed, sparks flew in all directions, and the sound of metal collision echoed around.

But their strengths were worlds apart; Zhou Qing felt a tremendous force overwhelming him, impossible to withstand. He felt a sweetness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Using this recoil force, he accelerated his escape once again.

"Didn't expect that rusty old sword to be so tough. Song Yuan, that fool, was poisoned by its cut, wasn't he?"

Her interest piqued, Sima Demoness retrieved her sickle, a burst of flame erupting behind her, transforming into firebirds that shot towards Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing's feet flashed with silver light as he dodged the exploding firebirds, cursing in the process.

"You bitch, what's there to be proud of? Give me time, and I wouldn't hesitate to kill you just like I did Meng Xing and Song Yuan!"

Hearing his words, Sima Demoness laughed out loud.

"I believe you, which is why I won't give you the time to grow stronger. This ends now!"

With that, she closed the distance instantly, swinging her sickle, blazing fire lines roaring towards Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing dodged left and right, his figure ghostly as he weaved between the fiery lines, striving to avoid the attacks.

Occasionally getting burned, he cursed her ancestors.

This only intensified Sima Demoness's killing intent.

"This footwork is bizarre, unbelievably agile, and although he's just at the late Golden Core Realm, I can't catch up?"

Her interest was piqued, thinking of capturing him to perform a Soul Search for unexpected gains.

However, she couldn't delay too long. As a Core Disciple of Little Spirit Peak, if others were alerted, it would be troublesome.

It could be ages before he ventures out again.

With this in mind, Sima Demoness accelerated her chase, her sickle swinging faster and more fiercely, determined to kill Zhou Qing as quickly as possible.

...

Lu Yaoyao was worried. Her father had been gone for so long, she wondered if he was alright.

She should have gone with him, at least to offer some support.

Just as she was anxiously waiting, a message from Zhou Qing arrived.

[Be ready, nearly there!]

Seeing this, Lu Yaoyao finally breathed a sigh of relief but was more anxious, quickly concealing her cultivation fully to avoid hindrance.

Half an incense stick of time later, she saw two figures, one pursuing, one fleeing, flying rapidly toward her.

The front figure, Zhou Qing, was covered in blood, looking harrowing and on the verge of collapse.

This sight filled Lu Yaoyao with sorrow.

The pursuing Sima Demoness wore an extremely grim expression, her confidence shaken deeply.

A Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection like her, unable to kill a Golden Core Realm?

No, to be precise, this Golden Core Realm was unusually resilient, severely injured yet still enduring.

Any ordinary person would have died long ago.

"Right, according to the intel, after his Golden Core was shattered, he seemed to have practiced a powerful Body Refining Technique!"

Sima Demoness seemed to understand now.