Evil Thoughts Rise in the East

"Name."

"Li San... I'm voluntarily giving you information, you'll let me go, right?"

"Where are the others from Green Deer Mountain now?"

"On Ox Horn Mountain, about ten li from here... A promise made is like a team of horses, you'll definitely spare my life, right?"

The Green Deer Mountain disciple named Li San knelt on the ground with his knees together, his hands covering his head, looking up at Chen Xuan, who was interrogating him, with trepidation.

Chen Xuan stood with his arms crossed, his gaze full of pressure, and asked in a concise manner:

"How many people are there, and what is their strength?"

"There are six others. Senior Brother Shen Lingfeng is the strongest, he's a direct disciple of Green Deer Mountain, having undergone two Ascensions. He came to the Southern Wilderness this time to find an opportunity for a third Ascension... Junior Brother Wang Chan is a Yellow Millet Dream, a peerless genius, and has been improving rapidly recently..."

Li San spilled the beans like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, betraying his fellow disciples without reservation, seemingly without any psychological burden.

He had been kicked earlier, breaking who knows how many bones, and was completely unable to escape after being captured. He could only hope that the other party would be kind and give him a way out.

Li San knew in his heart that this hope was extremely slim, but with death before him, a glimmer of hope inevitably arose in his heart.

Anyway, it's better for a fellow Daoist to die than for this poor Daoist to die. It's only natural for Green Deer Mountain to betray their fellow disciples!

"Shen Lingfeng, second Ascension..."

Chen Xuan's heart sank. The strength of this group from Green Deer Mountain was actually so formidable. Things had become tricky now.

According to Li San, the strongest, Senior Brother Shen Lingfeng, had outstanding talent and a deep background. He had been meticulously cultivated by Green Deer Mountain since childhood. His first Ascension had given him over six thousand jin of strength, and now after his second Ascension, his strength exceeded ten thousand jin. His combat power was immense, not inferior to some of the general affairs elders in the sect.

This person was a leader among the younger generation in the Red Crow City region and should not be underestimated.

Seeing Chen Xuan lost in thought, Li San mumbled softly, "I believe you are a man of your word, that's why I disregarded our fellow disciples' feelings and told you this information..."

"You can go..."

Chen Xuan waved his hand, indicating that Li San could leave.

"...Ah?"

Li San's eyes widened instantly, and he stood rooted to the spot. This person was actually letting the tiger return to the mountain. Wasn't he afraid that he would go back and report?

"Still not leaving?"

Chen Xuan frowned and reprimanded.

"I'm leaving now, don't worry, I'm the tightest-lipped person, and I will never reveal any information about you when I go back!"

Li San shouted excitedly, rolling on the ground like an insect until he reached the edge of the forest. Only then did he climb up ecstatically and desperately flee into the woods.

"The people from Green Deer Mountain are truly all talented..."

Chen Xuan chuckled and climbed a large tree, looking in the direction Li San had left. Then, he turned his head to look at the messy battlefield and the Qi Refiner's corpse on the ground, feeling a wave of confusion.

Why hadn't the Small Underworld and the Mystic Cat Goddess come?

Senior Brother Chu from Green Deer Mountain had a trick up his sleeve...

Something big must be happening somewhere under the night sky right now, Chen Xuan thought as he looked into the distance.

Under a crimson sky, the temple was solemn.

The eaves pointed towards the sky. A mystic cat with a jade token tied around its neck leaned down and peered into what was happening in the temple.

She frowned with her cat face, then looked up at the Southern Wilderness Mountains to the south, a hint of anxiety flashing in her heart.

Faster!

Faster!!

"Six six six six six six----"

In the solemn and cold temple, a human voice suddenly erupted. The voice seemed stuck in the throat, its frequency increasing rapidly, turning into a piercing shriek.

"Desire desire desire desire desire desire----"

"Bang!"

A muffled sound, as if a neck had been twisted, followed by a square object the size of a washbasin flying out of the temple.

A monk's head fell to the ground.

The top of the head was shiny, with twelve ring scars, the lines straight, a square head as if carved by a knife. The ascetic monk's eyes were empty and lifeless, and from his mouth, which was open like a zipper, golden-white blood surged, accompanied by a shrieking, thunderous voice.

"Heaven heaven heaven heaven heaven----"

It's finally almost over!

A hint of joy flashed in the Mystic Cat Goddess's eyes. After dealing with the matters here, the ghosts in the Southern Wilderness Mountains were still waiting for her!

"Heaven your mother's head..."

A soft, clear voice, like wind chimes, drifted out from the temple: "Monks of the Hanging Temple, I am your mother..."

The Mystic Cat Goddess jumped down from the eaves, the jade token around her neck gently swaying. She was ready to begin the cleanup.

In his line of sight, a swaying figure, with bare jade feet, walked out of the temple.

A glowing, delicate, and tender woman's hand picked up the ascetic monk's head...

Six Desires Heaven!

Across the vast mountains and fields, the dark sky descended.

Run!

Li San was like a wounded beast, running rapidly through the forest, glancing back from time to time, his heart growing increasingly ecstatic.

"He actually let me leave Small Stone Lake!"

"How can there be such a foolish person in this world!"

"Haha... Green Deer Mountain always repays grudges. When I report to Senior Brother Shen and we come to kill you together, you won't live past tonight!"

Li San's body trembled as he laughed uncontrollably.

In the distance, on a small mountain, an orange bonfire lit up the night, and several familiar figures appeared.

He saw Senior Brother Shen, Junior Brother Wang Chan, and the others!

Moreover, in the flickering firelight, he seemed to see the satisfying scene of that arrogant person kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and begging him for mercy.

Li San's tense emotions finally relaxed. Just then, a chill suddenly rose from behind him, causing goosebumps to appear on the back of his neck.

Crack!

A large hand reached out from the darkness and twisted Li San's neck.

"You..."

Li San's eyes bulged, blood frothed from his mouth, and he let out an indistinct murmur. Then, his spine was completely twisted, and his head hung limply.

Chen Xuan released his hand. "Sorry, you've been caught by me again..."

He had followed Li San all the way, stealthily traveling over ten li to the resting place of Green Deer Mountain.

Even though Li San had completely betrayed his fellow disciples and revealed a lot of information, Chen Xuan couldn't just believe it directly. He had to follow to verify.

Chen Xuan stood beside the corpse, raised his head, and gazed at the mountain peak hundreds of meters away.

"Junior Brother Wang Chan, it's time we met."

"Senior Brother, he's coming for me..."

The bonfire flickered, illuminating several figures in green robes.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, thin and with long hair draped over his shoulders, still carrying a hint of childishness, had a clear and ethereal aura like an immortal. With his hands behind his back, he gazed at a certain direction below the mountain shrouded in darkness, a strange smile curving at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Chan!

"Junior Brother Wang Chan, what are you looking at?"

The young man named Shen Lingfeng, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, extraordinarily handsome, walked over and asked.

Wang Chan turned around, his face replaced with an innocent and pure, youthful smile. "Senior Brother Shen."

"Ah, haha, Junior Brother Wang."

Shen Lingfeng inexplicably shivered, thinking to himself, You old fellow who has lived for hundreds of years in a dream, why are you pretending to be young in a teenage body in reality!

Wang Chan took out a piece of paper covered with small characters from his sleeve, smiled, and handed it over, saying, "Senior Brother Shen, I've written a new trick. Would you like to take a look?"

Shen Lingfeng only glanced at it and immediately gasped.

This trick, casually written, was actually more exquisite than the inheritance of Green Deer Mountain. He was captivated, reading it with relish for a moment. Finally, he reluctantly threw the paper into the bonfire.

Sizzle...

The flames engulfed the paper, like a burning butterfly, turning into ashes.

"Junior Brother Wang Chan, why bother showing me these things? In the end, it's all just a fleeting illusion."

Shen Lingfeng gave a bitter smile, then continued to press, "What were you looking at just now? Could it be that some heavenly material and earthly treasure is about to appear?"

When one person attains the Dao, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. He had received too many benefits recently!

Wang Chan stared at the eager Shen Lingfeng, then pointed to a corner below the mountain and said softly:

"At this very moment, there should be a fearless person standing there, watching us coldly..."

Shen Lingfeng looked over in confusion. The sky was dark, the moonlight was faint, and the forest was dim. He couldn't see anything:

"Who is it? Who dares to provoke us? Are they looking for death?"

Wang Chan looked at Shen Lingfeng, his eyes revealing an extreme pity and disdain, like a high and mighty celestial being looking down at pitiful ants on the ground.

His hair fluttered in the wind, ethereal and detached. He spoke in an indifferent tone.

"Senior Brother Shen, soon, you will die at the hands of this person..."