A Thought Struck: Borrowing a Face!

Just as Qi Bei was about to lay hands on Liu Qingyuan, Li Daochen was slipping into the Battle Sect.

Even after a thousand years, Li Daochen remained intimately familiar with the Battle Sect.

Following his memories, Li Daochen headed straight for Water Cloud Peak.

Liu Qingyuan had secretly let him go and had been branded a traitor, so she obviously couldn't still be living on her old peak!

According to what he had learned in his previous life, Liu Qingyuan had ultimately died on Water Cloud Peak.

Remembering what had happened to his innocent junior sister, Li Daochen's eyes grew colder.

Liu Qingyuan was timid and careful in everything she said and did, always afraid of upsetting someone.

As far back as Li Daochen could remember, Liu Qingyuan had never lost her temper with anyone.

Li Daochen had helped her when they were children because he couldn't stand that side of her.

He had scolded her plenty of times over it, telling her not to be so weak!

But Liu Qingyuan just couldn't change. Whenever Li Daochen scolded her, she would only listen meekly. She was a complete pushover.

Yet what Li Daochen hadn't expected was that this weak junior sister would be the one to save him in the end, and would rather die than submit.

Yang Chen probably spared Qingyuan because he was afraid my father would grow suspicious when he returned. After all, everyone in the Battle Sect knows how close Qingyuan and I are, and that I always protected her like a younger sister.

But Qingyuan is beautiful. Given how lustful Yang Chen is, he probably took a fancy to her too.

Li Daochen sneered.

As far as Li Daochen knew, Yang Chen would go on to have more than a dozen women.

If Yang Chen had one greatest weakness, it was undoubtedly his lust.

Though Yang Chen sometimes let his lust go to his head, he was by no means truly brainless. On the contrary, he knew how to bide his time, was as cunning as a fox, and was decisive enough when it came to killing.

As a son of destiny, Yang Chen certainly had the character for it.

Otherwise, Yang Chen could never have distinguished himself in a future when winds and clouds surged and heroes rose on all sides.

That's exactly why, once Yang Chen learned that Qingyuan would rather die than submit, he steeled himself and killed her, no matter how much he liked her...

At that thought, Li Daochen suddenly looked up. Water Cloud Peak was already close at hand.

Inside the dilapidated stone house, Liu Qingyuan had been strung up by two disciples.

Like a little fox caught by a hunter, she could only tremble and let them do as they pleased.

Qi Bei looked at her figure, made all the more shapely by the way she hung, and desire flared in his heart again.

Liu Qingyuan's loose, coarse-cloth dress couldn't conceal her beauty at all.

But.

Qi Bei held himself back.

He was ambitious, and he knew Yang Chen was a true dragon lying low in the depths, far beyond comparison with disciples of a small sect like them. As long as he clung tightly to Yang Chen's thigh, he was bound to soar along with him in the future!

As the third elder's disciple, Qi Bei had a fair amount of standing in the Battle Sect and was proud of himself. In the past, for instance, he had never bothered to lick Li Daochen's boots.

As he saw it, Li Daochen wasn't worthy!

But.

Yang Chen was worth setting aside his dignity and pride for!

At that thought, the heat in Qi Bei's heart cooled and his eyes hardened. He shouted, "Liu Qingyuan, I'll ask you one more time. Do you admit you were wrong?"

Liu Qingyuan bit her lip and said nothing.

"Fine, very fine. You brought this on yourself. Beat her!" Qi Bei shouted angrily.

The two disciples beside him, however, had gleaming eyes as they tightened their grips on their whips!

They were going to whip a goddess!

They would never have dared imagine such a thing before. If they missed this chance, they probably wouldn't get another!

No!

They had to enjoy themselves this time!

The two disciples kept straight faces, trying to look stern, but their slightly flushed cheeks and shifty, gleaming eyes betrayed how excited they were.

"Sorry, junior sister. We don't want to do this either," they said with a show of righteousness, even as they raised their whips and lashed out viciously.

But.

The expected sound of whips striking tender skin never came, nor did Liu Qingyuan's screams of pain.

On the contrary.

Bang! Bang!

Both whips shattered inch by inch halfway through their swings.

The two disciples' vision blurred, and a dark figure appeared in front of them.

"Who gave you the guts to lay hands on her?" Li Daochen appeared and spoke coldly.

The two disciples looked at him and saw the icy face beneath his hood, and those merciless eyes, cold as profound ice.

A chill ran through them.

But before they could do anything.

Slash! Slash!

Li Daochen raised his blade and brought it down. Two fine heads went flying at once, severed with none other than Luo Cheng's spirit blade.

Two pieces of trash, killed and done with!

Then Li Daochen turned and looked at Liu Qingyuan hanging there.

He noticed that her cultivation had been crippled, and her eyes had been gouged out.

An uncontrollable burst of killing intent erupted from him, chilling the air all around.

Whoosh!

Li Daochen looked at Qi Bei, his eyes radiating cold intent.

Qi Bei's hair stood on end, and he couldn't help shouting, "Who are you? How dare you commit murder in the Battle Sect? Are you tired of living?"

Li Daochen raised a sword-like brow and, without another word, lifted his blade and slashed.

Whoosh!

A fierce gust swept past, blowing his hood back and revealing Li Daochen's face to Qi Bei!

Yang Chen?

Qi Bei froze, but his expression changed drastically a moment later!

No, this was the real Li Daochen!

How was he still alive?

Qi Bei scrambled to fend off Li Daochen's attack.

But.

Qi Bei was only at the Ninth Layer of Blood Refining and hadn't even reached its peak. Naturally, he was no match for Li Daochen.

Bang!

Almost the instant they clashed, Qi Bei was sent flying backward, coughing up blood without end!

"You!" Feeling Li Daochen's violent power, he forcibly swallowed the curses and threats on the tip of his tongue.

Seeing that Li Daochen was about to attack again, Qi Bei hurriedly said, "Senior brother, let's talk this over! It's me, Qi Bei. We're on the same side..."

Li Daochen paused, remembering that this was the third elder's disciple.

Come to think of it, the third elder belonged to his father's faction. But Li Daochen knew that the third elder was secretly in cahoots with the first elder, birds of a feather, and had betrayed his father long ago.

And Qi Bei was no good either. Later on, he had licked Yang Chen's boots until he carved out a future for himself.

Seeing Li Daochen pause, Qi Bei secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then a vicious glint flashed through his lowered eyes.

First, he would keep Li Daochen calm, then find a chance to notify Yang Chen and deal with him ruthlessly!

That was what Qi Bei was thinking at that moment!

And as long as he succeeded in killing Li Daochen, Yang Chen would surely value him even more in the future!

So.

"Senior brother, is it really you? I knew you'd been wronged. The more I saw of that person impersonating you, the more something felt off..." Qi Bei spoke through tears, putting on quite a performance.

But.

Bang!

Li Daochen planted a foot on his head, bringing him into intimate contact with the ground, then ground it down a few times.

Pfft... Qi Bei spat blood again. He hadn't expected Li Daochen not to believe him at all, and was stunned.

This wasn't how things were supposed to go. When had the old Li Daochen ever been this ruthless?

Qi Bei had no time to dwell on it and could only plead, "Senior brother, don't kill me! I really am on your side!"

Li Daochen looked at him indifferently and said only, "Since you're on my side, did you feel guilty watching Yang Chen cripple me and being unable to help?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Qi Bei nodded hurriedly. Whatever Li Daochen said was right now; even if he told him to call him father, he wouldn't hesitate for a moment.

A true man knew when to bend and when to stand tall. As long as he survived this calamity, he could naturally take revenge later.

"Then do me a favor now," Li Daochen said.

"Name it, senior brother! I'll go through fire and water without hesitation!" Qi Bei cried.

Li Daochen waved a hand. "No need to go to so much trouble. Just lend me your face."

"Huh?" Qi Bei was dumbfounded.

Lend him his face?

His face wasn't even that big!

But.

Before Qi Bei could react, Li Daochen jerked his head straight and brought his blade down. A freshly cut face fell into his hand.

Face-Cutting Technique!

A demonic method of changing faces!

Yang Chen could disguise himself as Li Daochen and take his identity. Naturally, Li Daochen could also impersonate someone else and give Yang Chen a nasty surprise!

Then, before Qi Bei could scream, Li Daochen drove the blade through his throat.

After that, Li Daochen stripped Qi Bei's clothes off and used the Sun Emperor Talisman to burn all three corpses to nothing, removing every last trace of blood from the floor.

The entire sequence flowed like water, smooth as silk.

As a thousand-year-old devil, he was absolutely a professional at disposing of bodies and erasing evidence.

Li Daochen looked down at the face in his hand, his eyes expectant and sharp. "Everything is ready. Now I just have to wait for Father to return."