Having left Yun Mengyao's immortal cave, Yun Sheng clutched his face, his teeth clenched tightly.
It's all that bastard surnamed Lu! If not for him, I would never have suffered this humiliation today.
Just as his voice trailed off, several deep, resonant bells suddenly rang out from deep within the sect.
Yun Sheng could not help but furrow his brow.
Could this be... the alarm bell of the Cliffless Cave? Has someone escaped?
Without hesitation, he hurried down the mountain to check the situation.
The Cliffless Cave was where the sect imprisoned disciples who had committed grave mistakes as well as captured martial artists from other sects. An alarm bell ringing now meant someone had surely broken out.
He wondered if he could fish for a bit of contribution to exchange for some medicinal pills and spirit stones.
By now the entire mountain was in total chaos, with everyone scrambling to capture the fleeing martial artists.
Sect tasks were not frequent on ordinary days, and contributions weren't earned every single day. Now that such an opportunity had finally presented itself, how could he let it pass?
Yet just as Yun Sheng reached a small grove at the foot of the mountain, a fierce gale struck from behind, heavily kicking him to the ground on the spot!
Bang—!
The next moment, several powerful auras instantly pinned him down to the ground.
"Heroes, spare my life! Heroes, spare my life!"
At this juncture of life and death, Yun Sheng was so frightened that he repeatedly begged for mercy on the spot.
"Old Qian, don't kill him yet. We need to find someone to guide the way if we want to escape the vast mountains of the Divine Water Sect and return to the Heavenly Martial Sect!"
Hearing the three words "Heavenly Martial Sect," Yun Sheng's eyes lit up in an instant. Could these people be the higher-ups of the Black Lotus Society backed by the Heavenly Martial Sect?
Thinking of this, he immediately spoke up:
"So you are heroes of the Black Lotus Society. I have a secret to tell you all. I know who exposed your intelligence and caused you to be captured by the Divine Water Sect."
The men sneered.
"What trick are you trying to play?"
"This lowly one wouldn't dare play any tricks. I truly wish to tell you all because I also harbor a grudge against that brat. If you few are able to slay him, it will not only vent your own anger but mine as well. After that, I will also provide you with a safe escape route map."
"Why should we believe you?"
"Heroes, the one who harmed you is named Lu Wangchuan, a third-generation newcomer disciple of the Divine Water Sect's Law Enforcement Hall. When you were captured today, Law Enforcement Hall Elder Cheng Yunxiao openly announced this matter in front of numerous disciples. If you don't believe me, you can just ask anyone and find out."
The men exchanged glances.
"His life is in our hands; we presume he wouldn't dare trick us. Let's grab a tongue to verify this. If it's truly as he said, we'll kill that brat first to let off some steam!"
"Right! Anyone who caused our Black Lotus Society to lose so many brothers cannot be let off no matter what!"
Back on Lu Wangchuan's side, ever since he returned to his immortal cave, he had been continuously cultivating.
Even digesting a Divine Blood Pill took several days with the eighth-layer Azure Emperor Longevity Art, but the combination of cultivation method and pill yielded no less than two hundred points of vital blood daily, which was a truly enormous harvest.
The stronger his vital blood, the higher his cultivation realm would become, and the faster his cultivation speed would be, making him all the stronger in turn!
He had already heard the commotion within the sect, but paid it no heed.
This was the stronghold of the Divine Water Sect, a place teeming with experts. Those small fry couldn't kick up any major waves, and there was no need to waste time for the sake of a few contribution points.
Yet just as he thought he could stand alone and cultivate in peace, he sensed a few auras quietly slipping into the cave entrance.
In the darkness, Lu Wangchuan opened his eyes, a sharp, piercing edge glinting in his gaze.
Someone had come? These auras carried a hint of killing intent; they were definitely not disciples of this sect.
But... why did these people happen to arrive at his immortal cave by such a coincidence?
Lu Wangchuan certainly didn't believe fortune was clinging to him, or that heavens would deliver contribution points right to his door when he didn't even want them.
While he was still puzzled, the adversary already lunged at him with a sword.
The lowest among these people was at the Source Opening Realm, and the strongest had even broken through to the Dantian Realm, already reaching the grand completion of the Physical Body Realm!
Their speed was as swift as lightning, their strength as mighty as a giant elephant.
In a mere instant, they arrived right before Lu Wangchuan.
"Done for."
The corner of the opponent's mouth curled upward, as though they already saw Lu Wangchuan's chest pierced by their sword.
Lu Wangchuan neither dodged nor evaded, letting the enemy's sword come right up to him. Seeing the blade was a mere two fingers away from his chest, Lu Wangchuan gently stretched out two fingers and effortlessly caught the opponent's blade. The enemy's thunderous sword intent came to an abrupt halt instantly.
"What?!"
Before the attacker could react, Lu Wangchuan exerted a slight force with his two fingers, easily snapping the precious sword in half, and slashed with a flick of his wrist. The adversary's head instantly soared into the air.
Seeing this scene, the remaining men behind contracted their pupils at once.
"Not good, this brat is an expert! Run!"
Regrettably, Lu Wangchuan never spared anyone who made a move against him.
The broken half-blade in his hand was hurled forth, cutting through the dark like a flash of lightning. With the speed of thunder giving no chance to cover ears, it effortlessly pierced through the heads of two men, and the two Source Opening Realm experts perished on the spot.
There was still one remaining, frightened out of his wits. Desperately exerting all his movement techniques, he fled toward the cave entrance, but Lu Wangchuan was faster.
Employing the Heavenly Dipper Eight Steps, he arrived before the man in a mere blink and kicked him straight to the ground, shattering the bones in his back entirely.
"Pfft—!"
The man violently spurted out a mouthful of blood, despair etched deeply across his face.
Noticing the black lotus tattoo on the man's arm, Lu Wangchuan said in a cold voice:
"Who told you the location of my immortal cave?"
The man sneered coldly.
"Falling into your hands, the worst that happens is death. You want me to tell you? In your dreams!"
He no longer had any hope of slaying Lu Wangchuan; he was bound to die today. Rather than exposing Yun Sheng, it was better to keep Yun Sheng alive, letting him continue to trip Lu Wangchuan up from the shadows. Dragging Lu Wangchuan to his death sooner or later could be considered indirectly avenging himself.
Lu Wangchuan was not in a hurry either. He stepped down onto the man's left shoulder, and accompanied by a crisp crack, the bones were utterly pulverized.
The Dantian Realm's acute perception magnified the pain countless times, causing cold sweat to stream down the man's forehead, yet he kept his teeth stubbornly clenched.
"No matter how you torture me, I only have one life and I'll die sooner or later! If I utter a single plea for mercy, I am your beast!"
Yet the next second, Lu Wangchuan executed the Azure Emperor Longevity Art, repairing the injury on the man's shoulder.
The man froze, feeling only an extreme comfort wash over his left shoulder. Before he even had time to figure out what was happening, Lu Wangchuan brought his foot down once more.
"Ah—!"
A heart-rending, soul-shattering shriek echoed throughout the entire immortal cave!
Once, twice, three times. Repeating in this cycle, by the tenth time, the man finally could not hold out any longer.
"Ancestor! You are my ancestor! I'll talk, I'll tell you everything, please don't do it again."
Death was not painful; being tortured, though painful, could be endured since death would eventually come and all pain would vanish once dead.
Yet Lu Wangchuan was simply a devil. What he practiced was a life-nurturing art, which allowed him to heal injuries even better. When torture turned into an endless abyss, not even the toughest person could withstand it.
Because there was simply no end to the agony!
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