Chapter 192: Sword Sect's Backhand

Chapter 192: Sword Sect's Backhand

Chapter 192: Sword Sect's Backhand

Li Wuxiang took the other end of the ribbon and wrapped it around his waist. The two of them were very close, so Li Wuxiang said, "Excuse me."

Kong Jingci glanced at him and was about to speak when he suddenly froze, "Oh, I remembered it wrong just now. Since we are sharing this belt, you and I should recite it every twenty cycles. I can see that the rhythm of your Tianxin Qigong should be the same as that of the Suhua Qigong."

Li Wuxiang said, "Okay."

Kong Jingci nodded: "Let's go, follow the rhythm of the Qi, the same steps."

Kong Jingci was wearing a white suit, with no makeup on her face, and no perfume or anything like that. But the other four people traveling with her probably didn't pay much attention to how they moved, sat or lay down, so whether it was because of the sweat or the dirt on their bodies, it didn't smell very pleasant.

But the Kong sisters should be diligent in washing and grooming every day, so they are very clean. The gourd on her waist also hides elixirs, and Li Wuxiang can smell some medicinal fragrance with his sensitive sense of smell, so he feels much more comfortable when he is close to her.

The two men walked out of the woods in unison, and after walking nearly a hundred steps, they saw head-on a group of palace soldiers led by disciples of the True Form Sect.

The ribbon was truly magical. None of the people saw them. The two men walked past them safely, without even a speck of dust rising on the ground.

After walking a few hundred steps, Kong Jingci suddenly glanced at him from the side and turned away.

If an ordinary woman looked at him like this, Li Wuxiang would definitely think that she was a young girl in love, attracted by his good looks. But the ribbon connected them, and occasionally their elbows would touch each other when they went around the rocks and dirt. His perception was extremely sharp, so he could feel that her heartbeat was as normal as usual, and she had no other thoughts.

This made him a little puzzled. What was she looking at?
After walking a few hundred steps, Kong Jingci suddenly said, "Brother Li, there is something I want to remind you of."

The terms "senior brother" and "senior sister" between practitioners were somewhat similar to the "handsome guy" and "beautiful girl" in his previous life, which were all polite terms. However, the Thirty-Six Sects attached great importance to rules. Although he was a Qi Refiner, since he was the Master of Observation, he should indeed be called "senior brother" - compared to the term "Master of Observation", it seemed more intimate.

"Please speak, Senior Sister."

Kong Jingci seemed a little hesitant, and seemed to repeat "You can't see me" twice in his mind before he whispered, "You have to be careful."

Li Wuxiang shuddered: "...Be careful about what?"

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Among the four of them... no, to you, it should be among the six of us, someone may not want to bring back the news about the East Emperor Seal."

Li Wuxiang was silent for a moment: "Are you saying there is a traitor?"

"An insider?" Kong Jingci was slightly stunned, then smiled, "That's pretty much what you meant."

Li Wuxiang also repeated "You can't see me" twice in his mind, then frowned: "Senior sister, are you saying that among the thirty-six sects that went to the Great Tribulation Alliance this time, some have already surrendered to the Xuan Sect? I'm not surprised."

"Yes. There are some. But just like your Tianxin Sect, there are also some people with backbone in the sects that defected. They also sent people here. It is to prevent this kind of thing that the teachers only chose our five sects. But..." She pursed her lips, "We are not the first wave to come to Youjiuyuan. A wave came a few days ago. They are Tianyan Sect, Longxiong Sect, Hanyuan Sect, Kongqing Sect, and Wuya Sect. Their people have not returned."

"Maybe it was a mistake?"

Kong Jingci shook his head: "Their souls did not go to Lingshan, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed. Although the golden elixir of our thirty-six sects cannot be compared with the golden elixir of the Sword Sect and the refining spirit of the Xuan Sect, they all have magic weapons with them, so it is not that there is no trace left. But I also thought of this possibility, so the last wave of people and us this time, all carried treasures with them. If they really encountered an accident, it would definitely be noticed by the master. But no."

"So I think it was done by an insider who knows everything."

"Ah."

Li Wuxiang was not surprised at all. It was not because of anything else, but because of the "human calamity" of his cultivation. How could such a good thing as "following a group of young elites from the thirty-six sects to hunt for treasures and then going to the Great Calamity Mountain safely" happen to him?

"Sister, why are you telling me this? Although I am a master monk, our Tianxin Sect doesn't seem to be a big deal among the thirty-six sects..."

Kong Jingci turned his head slightly and smiled at him: "Because you are a gentleman, you are very open and honest, so you should also know, just in case."

...Could it really be the effect of this good skin?
Kong Jingci seemed to know what he was thinking: "Brother Li, your heartbeat has remained normal all the way here. I don't really understand people's hearts, but I can judge people based on this."

Then your way of judging people is not very reliable. Li Wuxiang sighed in his heart, I have an anthropomorphic human skin, even if you take off all your clothes in front of me, I won't be fluttering.

He then silently recited the spell twice in his mind: "Okay...thank you for your advice, Senior Sister."

Kong Jingci smiled and said, "Brother Li, you are not as timid as you look."

The two of them walked a few hundred steps further and got closer to You Jiuyuan.

The closer they got to Youjiuyuan, the more True Form Sect monks they saw. When the light above their heads dimmed and their vision was almost completely occupied by the thick fog at the foot of Youjiuyuan Mountain in the distance, they saw a camp of True Form Sect monks.

The camp was made up of dozens of tents, much like military tents during marches and battles. The scene inside was similar to that on the battlefield, with many wounded soldiers. At first, Li Wuxiang and Kong Jingci thought that these wounded soldiers were left behind during the previous siege of You Jiuyuan, but as they watched, they felt something was wrong. There were so many wounded monks in the camp that they almost filled up the tents. Some of them had not yet received treatment and were lying outside the tents groaning, their robes stained red with blood.

Blood means it's not an old wound, but a new one...Who are they fighting?
Kong Jingci wanted to bypass the camp and sneak past, so Li Wuxiang said, "Senior Sister Kong, I think we should take a look."

He raised his hand and pointed into the distance: "I see quite a few tents ahead, densely packed together."

He pointed a little closer and said, "People were sent here from the front. This looks like a field hospital to me."

Kong Jingci frowned slightly and thought about the last four words he said, and roughly understood: "Who are they fighting in the front? Is there any swordsman left in You Jiuyuan?"

"That's what's strange. Most of the swordsmen have already left. If there are those who stayed here and didn't break out, there won't be too many people. But look at the tents in front, which means there must be at least several hundred True Form Sect cultivators nearby. When the True Form Sect fought the Sword Sect, the top He Dao cultivators didn't fight, and the lower Qi Refiners didn't fight either. They were all refining their spirits and returning to the void."

"If there were a few dozen Qi-refining swordsmen, there wouldn't be so many injured here. If a Jindan or Yuanying was left here, they, the Shen-refining and Huanxu would have returned long ago, and these Qi-refining people wouldn't be sent to seek death. I want to see what's going on before moving forward, so as to avoid causing any big trouble."

Kong Jingci thought for a moment and nodded: "Brother, you are right. But don't get too close to them, my magic weapon won't work if you get too close."

The two of them turned around and walked to a tent. Five True Form Sect monks were lying side by side next to the tent. They should all be Qi Refiners.

The realm of Qi Refining, especially that of the True Form Sect, is not low for ordinary people. Zhao Kui was at the peak of Qi Refining back then. If these people were placed in the martial arts world outside the parish, they would all be called "Immortal Masters" by those casual cultivators.

But now these people on the ground no longer look like practitioners. They neither stop the bleeding nor meditate to regulate their breathing. Instead, they close their eyes, grit their teeth and groan, looking no different from ordinary wounded soldiers on the battlefield.

Li Wuxiang stared at one of them for a while and noticed that his injury was unusual.

This man probably didn't want to stop his own bleeding - his wound was on his chest, a very narrow sword wound, probably caused by a flying sword. This man was pale and almost unconscious, lying on his back, but he would raise his hand and press his chest from time to time. Because of his distorted movements, his fingers were trembling and couldn't be put together, but it seemed that he really wanted to press acupoints to cut off his blood vessels.

Those running around in the camp are also practitioners. Is there no one to help them?

Li Wuxiang thought for a moment, then bent over to pick up two stones from the ground. Seeing that no one around noticed him for a while, he shot them from three steps away, hitting two acupoints on his chest.

Normally the bleeding should have stopped immediately, but when the stone fell on his chest, not only did the blood continue to flow, his chest immediately collapsed, his head tilted, and he died.

Kong Jingci was stunned: "He is... weird, why did he die like this?"

Li Wuxiang suddenly realized why he had felt that there was something wrong with this "field hospital".

The True Form Cult's monks all have two lives. Once they are fatally injured, they will be petrified and escape. Although this method of saving lives is easy to use, once it is used, it means that they have encountered an extremely fierce and powerful enemy. Therefore, when the True Form Cult's monks fight with others, either the enemy dies, or they die, or they are only slightly injured. There shouldn't be so many cases of seriously injured but not dead, or dying.

Kong Jingci also seemed to be interested: "Brother, let me give it a try."

She raised her hand and grasped the gourd at her waist, and shook it slightly. A green light spurted out from the mouth of the gourd, turned into a cloud of green smoke and fell on the body of another monk next to her.

Li Wuxiang didn't know what she released, but the fresh scent was very comfortable, it should be healing. The monk bathed in the green smoke, and a black gas immediately rose from his body with a hissing sound. The two sword wounds on his chest quickly shrank and the bleeding stopped.

But the next moment, the man's exposed skin suddenly turned blue-gray, and spider-web-like black blood vessels emerged under the skin. The whole person suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at the sky. His body bounced violently a few times, and he let out a cry from his throat. He froze and motionless, and he was dead.

Kong Jingci opened his mouth and turned to look at Li Wuxiang: "Yes...death energy has entered the body!"

Li Wuxiang immediately understood why these cultivators were like this. He had been studying the classics in the Tianxin Illusion Realm these days, and he knew about dead air. The spiritual energy in the Yang world where living things are located is actually called life energy. And the spiritual energy in the netherworld is called dead air. This thing is not an adjective, but a real thing - all living things in the world are transformed by spiritual energy and go to the netherworld after death, so dead air can be regarded as the corpse of spiritual energy.

There are medicines to cure many poisons in the world, except for death energy, because this thing is essentially the opposite of living things and the ultimate form of death in this world. In the face of this thing, magical powers and spells are of no use, because any magical power still uses spiritual energy.

So once the dead energy enters the body, there is only one way to survive - wait for it to drain out of the body. The medicine that Kong Jingci had just used did work and healed the wound, but in doing so, it became a death curse.

The only one who can harness this kind of power is the Netherworld Dao that worships the Netherworld Mother. Living people cultivate spiritual energy, while the cultivators of the Netherworld Dao cultivate dead energy... Is there a conflict between the True Form Sect and the Netherworld Sect?
But Li Wuxiang felt that he was not wrong. The sword wounds on their chests were indeed left by the swordsman's flying sword.

"The last wave of people were completely annihilated... Was it because of this deadly energy?" Kong Jingci frowned, "Brother, let's go look ahead."

The two of them immediately walked forward. The closer they got to the densely packed tents ahead, the more True Form Cult monks they saw, and so they could hear a few words from their mouths—all of them mentioned "Swordsman"!
At this moment, they seemed to still be fighting with the swordsman, and it had been going on for several days, with heavy casualties.

The monks of the True Form Sect set up a line of defense outside the thick fog beneath the Youjiuyuan ruins - yes, it is a "line of defense" rather than an "encirclement", and the purpose is to defend against the "swordsmen" in Youjiuyuan!
Surrounding the thick fog, the True Form Sect set up eight camps in the eight directions of Qian, Kun, Li, Kan, Zhen, Xun, Gen, and Dui. The one they were in was the Zhen Camp. There seemed to be more than 600 people in the Zhen Camp, not all of them were from the True Form Sect, there were also Qi Refining monks from the other five groups who came one after another. The eight camps added up to nearly 5,000 people, and it sounded like there were some people in the Spirit Refining realm.

With so many practitioners, even in the Ye Dynasty, they would have been a powerful army that could shake the world. If they could surround the Sword Sect's people here, they might be able to annihilate them all. But they were a circle of "defense lines" to defend against the "endless swordsmen" mentioned by the True Form Sect!
Where did all these swordsmen come from?!
When he was on Yulun Mountain, it was the four sword lights that helped him to accomplish his mission. He, Zeng Jianqiu, and Lou He deduced that it should be Cui Daocheng who came. At that time, they thought that Cui Daocheng was planning to travel around and show off to all the sects of the thirty-six sects to deter them from turning to the Six Divisions of the Mysterious Sect, so as to further disperse the forces of the True Form Sect.

But now... are these all the results of Cui Daocheng's counterattack? Does the Sword Sect have a backup plan? Why didn't they use it earlier?
(End of this chapter)