Further Mutation

With a grasp that condensed Qi into a claw, the Xuantian Eight Trigrams Mirror fell into Zhou Qing's hand. "Hmm, a fine treasure. The materials are much better than my Heavenly Seal." He casually pocketed it and watched the five flying swords darting back and forth in the air, engaged in a lively battle.

The two were no match for the three. Although Liao Xiaojin's flying sword had great power, the flying swords of the three men were no ordinary items. Coupled with their stable foundations and long-lasting Qi, they gradually gained the upper hand. Liao Xiaojin and Zhou Chen could only shift from offense to defense. Standing together, they wielded their two flying swords with flawless precision, tightly guarding their vital points. The three men were helpless for the moment.

One of the men, unable to look around, shouted, "Junior Sister! Why isn't the Xuantian Eight Trigrams Formation set up yet?" "No need to shout. Your junior sister has gone to see King Yama!" A voice came from the man's ear. It was Zhou Qing, who had lost patience and decided to act himself. With a flash, Zhou Qing, relying on the incredibly hard shell of his Primordial Spirit Golden Silkworm, which was comparable to Prime Gold of Taiyi, broke directly into the sword formation. A ball of transparent flame erupted from his hand. The three flying swords were caught in Zhou Qing's hands. A burst of true fire caused them to droop limply like toffee.

How fierce was the Samadhi True Fire! If Zhou Qing hadn't carefully controlled the heat and been reluctant to waste the materials of these flying swords, the three swords would have long since melted into molten iron. In an instant, the flying swords were broken. Before the three men could react, Liao Xiaojin's sword light slashed over. Seeing an opportunity, Liao Xiaojin didn't hesitate. The purple-gold sword light weaved and slashed, and before the three men could summon their protective magic treasures, they were minced into meat paste amidst continuous screams.

Liao Xiaojin was even more vicious. He unleashed some unknown sword art, and before the large and small pieces of meat could even fall, a stream of blood spurted out. Liao Xiaojin had used a secret Blood Clan technique to extract their blood. He opened his mouth, revealing two three-inch-long fangs. Under the astonished gaze of Zhou Chen and the Little Fox, whose eyes were about to pop out, the stream of blood flowed into Liao Xiaojin's mouth. A dense spiritual energy emanated from the thick smell of blood, an indescribably dense and satisfying feeling spread throughout Liao Xiaojin's body, making him almost cry out in pleasure.

With a sweep of his large hand, Zhou Qing obtained three strange bracelets of purple, green, and red. "So they're made from the heartwood of the Langgan Tree! No wonder even sword Qi can't break their protective light." Zhou Qing secretly marveled at the deep foundations of these renowned orthodox sects, bestowing such magic treasures upon their disciples.

The Langgan Dragon's splendor is like a real pearl. In Kunlun Mountain, there is a Langgan Tree. Legend has it that this Langgan Tree mutated when the ancient Azure Dragon's saliva occasionally fell upon it. Stimulated by the Azure Dragon's spiritual energy, the tree transformed into an extraordinary wood species, the Langgan Tree. The Langgan Tree is incredibly tough and rich in Yi Wood Spiritual Energy, making it an excellent material for forging defensive magic treasures. However, Zhou Qing had no time to analyze the treasures in his hands. He waved his hands, spewing out Samadhi True Fire, burning the large and small pieces of meat underground until not even ashes remained. He even erased all traces of the battle.

Look at this pair of master and disciple, one destroying bodies, the other covering tracks. Their coordination was seamless, more efficient than seasoned bandits. Zhou Chen looked as if she were seeing Zhou Qing and Liao Xiaojin for the first time, and even the Little Fox seemed stunned, its mouth wide open, looking incredibly cute.

After draining the fresh blood, Liao Xiaojin happily ran over to Zhou Qing and said, "Master! I haven't felt this comfortable in a long time. Why doesn't the blood from foreign countries taste like this? I feel like I'm about to evolve again. Why is the blood of these three people so nourishing?" Zhou Qing said irritably, "What do you think? The three of them are skilled cultivators with over ten years of experience, and they seem to have consumed some elixirs. Their blood contains more essence, Qi, and spirit than a hundred ordinary people. It's no wonder it's so nourishing!"

Seeing the astonished looks on Zhou Chen's and her sister's faces, Zhou Qing chuckled, "You don't know, do you? He's also a type of monster, but a foreign one. Have you heard of vampires?"

"Master! Why do you call our noble Blood Clan vampires?" Liao Xiaojin said unhappily. "Oh! So you're a vampire zombie! Eww, that monster looks so dirty, how...?" The Little Fox glanced at Liao Xiaojin, looking a little scared, and didn't dare to continue.

"The Blood Clan is the Blood Clan, and vampire zombies are vampire zombies. But now is not the time to talk. I'll tell you when we get back." Zhou Qing was too lazy to say more. Liao Xiaojin noticed the girl who had fainted nearby. "Master, there's still one here. Why didn't you finish her off? This is not the time for pity. Could it be that Master fancies her?" Liao Xiaojin was never soft-hearted towards enemies.

"Don't talk nonsense. I must have my reasons for doing this!" Zhou Qing said to Liao Xiaojin. Turning around, Zhou Qing looked at the Little Fox and asked, "Cannan, do you think this woman is detestable?" The Little Fox nodded vigorously. "She's too detestable! She wanted to kill me just for saying one sentence!" The Little Fox whined. "Then you go kill her!" Zhou Qing said calmly, but his tone was unquestionable. A chilling aura emanated, making Liao Xiaojin shiver.

"No! Master! Cannan has never killed anyone before. Let me do it!" Zhou Chen quickly stepped forward. "Precisely because she has never killed anyone, I want her to kill. We have just killed members of the Dragon Group, which means we have offended the entire Daoist sect and the country. Troubles will follow one after another. There will be many more people to kill. Soft-heartedness won't do. Don't you want revenge? If you don't even have the courage to kill someone, how can you kill that Tianxuan Blood Demon?" Zhou Qing explained calmly.

"Who says I don't have the courage? If a monster doesn't kill, is it still a monster?" The Little Fox said indignantly, as if being looked down upon. "This hateful woman, I hate her so much. If I don't kill her, I won't feel satisfied." Zhou Chen thought about it and felt it made sense. She stepped aside, allowing the Little Fox to act. The Little Fox hesitated for a moment, then looked at Zhou Qing. Seeing Zhou Qing nod without question, the Little Fox let out a delicate cry, a clear childlike voice within the cry. The Heavenly Seal, held tightly in her hand, was smashed down with full force.

Zhou Qing looked at the Heavenly Seal, which had expanded to two meters square, and praised Zhou Chen, "Cannan, your progress is indeed rapid. Your Enchanting Fox Clan has extremely high natural talent, and your demonic cultivation techniques are also unique. When we get back, I'll forge a flying sword for Cannan and teach her the Soaring Sword Qi Art." Zhou Chen was overjoyed and quickly thanked him. Since the Little Fox had not yet been formally accepted as Zhou Qing's disciple, Zhou Chen dared not teach her the ways of sword cultivation. This was a rule in all sects. Although the Heavenly Dao Sect was small, with only a few members, Zhou Chen dared not break the rules.

"Halt! What a vicious demonic path! To harm people in broad daylight!" The thunderous voice deafened the four of them. Zhou Chen and the Little Fox were even worse off, their faces pale. If Zhou Qing hadn't quickly protected them with a talisman technique, they would have been severely injured by this roar and revealed their true fox forms.

"What a powerful Demon-Subduing Dao Sound!" Feeling the pure Daoist Xuanmen True Essence within the great roar, Zhou Qing's expression turned grim. He knew that their previous fight had attracted a formidable opponent, and the situation would be difficult to resolve.