Chapter Ninety: The Heretical Taoist

Thousand Gold Pavilion.

Qin Xiaomo and Jidou sat in the living room as Liu Bansian stroked his beard thoughtfully. “So, you were very young when someone sealed your spiritual eye with magic, and the very Taoist who did it is in Mount Yingsi? What a coincidence. Even the time you were entangled by the willow spirit, it was a Taoist who guided you. How fascinating.”

With that, Liu Bansian picked up the phone and called Yuan Tian, relaying Jidou’s story to him.

“Is there a Taoist temple in the mountains of Yingsi?” Liu Bansian asked.

“I heard there used to be one,” Yuan Tian replied, “and it was quite popular for a time. But then, for some reason, people stopped going, and over time the temple fell into ruin. If you hadn’t asked today, I…”

“Yu, take a break!” The principal, acting out of character, brought Xia Yu some delicious food. Yet Xia Yu felt no hunger at all—his mind was filled only with the thought that if he failed, Xueya would die. That was the driving force that kept him going.

The leader of the Yin Sect, on the other hand, was not especially grieved by the loss of his disciples. Compared to the Demonic Heaven Sect and the Blood Demon Sect, the Xuan Yin Sect was even more akin to the demonic path, adhering strictly to the law of the jungle. They raised disciples like poisonous insects, letting them devour each other; many disciples perished within the sect’s walls every year.

“Is there really such a thing?” Chen Mo was shocked, but he couldn't deny that it seemed to be true.

“Brother, why are you so foolish? The three of us should fight him together!” A man in black robes pulled down his hood, revealing a rugged face.

Minutes dragged by, and to Navia, each moment felt like an eternity. She faced not only the doubts pouring in from the livestream, but also her own inner torment; even her heart began to waver.

In recent years, the Kingdom of Heaven’s foray into the world music stage had been fraught with peril and hardship—an undeniable fact.

A hundred moves flashed by in an instant. After a long battle without a clear victor and with their techniques evenly matched, Ding Bufan and Zhan Wuji simultaneously put away their weapons and engaged in hand-to-hand combat, fists and palms striking with thunderous force.

Enough. In the end, it is not people like us who will decide the outcome, but those cultivators at the bottom. Let them become my nourishment. Before the true evil tribe breaks free of its seal, I must strengthen my own power.

“So cute! Thank you, Uncle Cranston!” Robin hugged the teddy bear tightly, unable to part with it.

Xiao Ruide looked at Dong Ruyi. “Then today, I’ll act as the host. Given your small numbers, I’ll let you set the challenge for my junior.”

“Thwack, thwack, thwack!” In an instant, a rain of arrows struck the Soul Bound Summoner. A flash of white light followed, and the strongest assassin of South City’s heights fell to the storm of a hundred archers.

But when he clearly heard the front door open, then close gently, and then silence descend upon the house, with not another footstep to be heard, panic set in.

Meanwhile, Ghost Heavy Eyes kept changing his smile, two hands emerging from the black mist, gripping a thick bundle of willow branches, his mouth wide as he strove to draw away Changsheng’s spirit.

The flood dragon stepped forward. His arms became claws, and a dragon spike appeared in his hand. In a flash, he was behind Kaitian, striking silently. The spike pierced easily through the outer armor, but did not penetrate the body.

Longjing, hearing this, casually took out the mask, blew softly on it, and the mask floated into the air, then drifted down again. Beside it appeared a faint human silhouette—the very same Young Master Liu who was known for counting.

But this time, their sect, the Heng Tian Sect, had lost its young sect master—an unforgivable humiliation before all the cultivators. The consequences could doom Heng Tian Sect to eternal ruin.

No wonder Yao Qian and Wan’er’s faces were so red, and their glances toward me so strange. So it was Wan’er who told them about that incident. It’s over—my image as an exemplary young man in their hearts is completely destroyed.