The Indifferent Senior Brother Qin

Outside Cloud Mist Mountain.

Near the encampment, the battle grew increasingly intense; cultivators fell one after another, only to be ruthlessly devoured by the demonic beasts.

Little Junior Brother, this Senior Sister has failed you. I only wanted to bring you to Cloud Mist Mountain to earn some contribution points, never intending to lead you into the jaws of death...

While parrying the beasts, Luo Lan felt a pang of self-reproach.

The scale of this beast tide was simply too vast. With two waves merging into one, her Little Junior Brother, who was only at the third level of Qi Refining, could easily perish in the maws of the monsters.

Throughout the fighting, she constantly adjusted her position, trying her best to stay close to him. If he truly encountered danger, she would risk her life to provide support.

However.

As time passed, she noticed that her Little Junior Brother was always able to move with ease amidst the encirclement of beasts, dodging attack after attack by relying on his masterful Dragon Glide Step and a sharp, decisive Lingxiao Sword Technique.

How is it that the Dragon Glide Step seems so powerful in his hands?

Luo Lan was somewhat bewildered.

Although she had never learned this movement technique herself, she had seen many outer sect disciples perform it; yet, in her eyes, none of theirs could compare to the prowess displayed by her Little Junior Brother.

In the darkness of the night.

Three crimson figures wove through the demonic beasts, charging straight toward Chen Changming.

Hm? Disciples of the Blood Demon Sect?

Luo Lan identified their origins at a glance, and her heart tightened instantly.

Among these three, two were at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and one was at the fifth. For such a formidable combination to target her Little Junior Brother, who was only at the third level, was unthinkable.

They had come to avenge Leng Shankui.

Luo Lan understood the reason in an instant. The Leng family held a significant position within the Blood Demon Sect, and since Leng Shankui had died at the hands of a Lingxiao Sect outer disciple, they naturally could not swallow this insult and had sent men to retaliate.

"Little Junior Brother, run!"

Luo Lan shouted from a distance, then dodged a beast's strike, intending to rush over to assist him.

"Heh heh, Miss Luo, your opponent is me!"

A flash of blood-red light descended, blocking her path.

Liao Changhai let out a cackling laugh as he launched his attack, a sea of blood raining down from above.

"Seventh level of Qi Refining!"

Upon sensing the opponent's cultivation, Luo Lan's expression shifted drastically. To kill a single third-level Qi Refining disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, the Blood Demon Sect had actually dispatched an inner sect disciple at the seventh level.

Run?

After hearing Luo Lan's warning, Chen Changming saw the three crimson figures dodging the beasts and sprinting toward him.

Blood Demon Sect disciples!

Seeing those familiar robes, Chen Changming's heart tightened, and he understood the situation immediately.

The fact that Leng Shankui possessed so many spirit stones, Spirit Gathering Pills, and even magical artifacts indicated that he held a certain status within the Blood Demon Sect.

He had killed that man, and now the Blood Demon Sect had sent people for revenge.

"Two at the fourth level, one at the fifth... the Blood Demon Sect is truly using a sledgehammer to crack a nut..."

Chen Changming let out a bitter laugh and turned to flee in the opposite direction.

Because the three Blood Demon Sect disciples were closing in from the perimeter, Chen Changming's only path of escape was toward the depths of Cloud Mist Mountain.

This direction was teeming with demonic beasts, and many cultivators from various sects were locked in combat with them; the scene was one of utter chaos.

Relying on his agile and swift Dragon Glide Step, Chen Changming continuously dodged the beasts, fleeing deeper into Cloud Mist Mountain.

"Blood Demon Sect disciples?!"

Amidst the chaotic fighting, some noticed the Blood Demon Sect disciples. Though surprised, everyone was too deeply mired in the beast encirclement to protect themselves, let alone launch an attack on the Blood Demon Sect members.

"Ah!"

A scream rang out. One of the fourth-level Qi Refining Blood Demon Sect disciples was struck by the tail of a frenzied first-tier mid-stage beast; his body was severed in two on the spot, and he perished right there.

The two surviving Blood Demon Sect disciples were left pale with fright.

This place was too dangerous!

Had it not been for the death order issued by Elder Leng, they would never have dared to enter such a chaotic battlefield!

The two continued their relentless pursuit.

Chen Changming unleashed his Dragon Glide Step, fleeing ahead. Even now, the youth held back, not yet pushing the technique to its maximum potential.

Boom!

A loud crash erupted ahead. A massive Iron-Armored Wolf slowly collapsed to the ground, and a figure descended from the sky, landing atop the wolf's head.

The aura of a Foundation Establishment cultivator permeated the air.

Upon seeing this person, Chen Changming was overjoyed; it was none other than Senior Brother Qin Changtian of Gengjin Peak.

"Senior Brother Qin, save me!"

Chen Changming ran while shouting, his distance from Qin Changtian closing rapidly.

Qin Changtian watched the two groups of figures chasing and fleeing, instantly grasping the situation. He remained expressionless, though a glimmer of mockery flashed in his eyes.

"Monster, where do you think you're going?"

Qin Changtian let out a furious roar, his entire body riding a streak of sword light into the night, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

"Huh?"

Chen Changming froze, his heart turning instantly cold.

Could it be that even he, a mere third-level Qi Refining cultivator, was being viewed as a competitor by Qin Changtian?

A dignified Foundation Establishment cultivator, the top inner disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, was actually this cold and heartless, refusing to help even when someone was dying!

The coldness of human nature had taught the young man another lesson.

"Haha, a piece of trash like you, surnamed Chen, should just die already! Even your own sect members won't help you!"

A wild laugh erupted from the Blood Demon Sect disciples behind him.

The laughter was so grating that it made Chen Changming's heart grow even colder.

He scanned his surroundings and realized there were not many monsters left here; the few scattered battles were all far away from him.

Chen Changming turned around.

The two men behind him were less than a hundred meters away.

Swish! Swish!

He waved his hand violently, and the Spirit Finger Flick was unleashed instantly.

Seven or eight thick beams of light flashed through the pitch-black forest, fast as lightning.

"What is this?"

One of the Blood Demon Sect disciples exclaimed.

Thud, thud...

With a few muffled sounds, the Blood Demon Sect disciple at the peak of the fourth level of Qi Refining was riddled with holes.

The other fellow, at the fifth level of Qi Refining, reacted faster; at the critical moment, a layer of blood-colored light rose around his body.

Bang! Bang!

The spirit energy beams slammed violently into the blood light. The violent force shattered it instantly, and the weakened beams finally struck the man's chest.

Boom!

The man staggered as if struck by lightning, swaying back and forth, nearly collapsing to the ground.

"What kind of treasure is this?"

He muttered to himself, his eyes suddenly widening.

Because a dazzling light had already blinded him, and several more thick spirit energy beams whistled down, heavily blasting his head apart.

The two had underestimated their opponent, and with their vision hampered by the night, combined with the fact that the attacks were almost instantaneous—requiring no incantations—they were directly taken down by Chen Changming within Cloud Mist Mountain.

It had to be said that no cultivator in this world had ever seen a Spirit Finger Flick with such terrifying power.

Chen Changming observed his surroundings and, finding no one paying attention, rushed over to snatch the two Storage Bags, hiding them away.

Rumble!

The earth trembled, and the ground caved in to reveal a terrifying black maw that swallowed the two corpses whole.

Chen Changming was standing right next to the bodies, but he had always been vigilant, so the moment the ground moved, he activated Dragon Glide Step and retreated dozens of feet away.

A massive, earth-yellow monster emerged from the soil, its heavy footsteps thundering as it charged toward Chen Changming.

"A mid-tier level-one monster!"

Sensing the monster's aura, Chen Changming's expression changed drastically.

This type of monster was comparable to a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator in realm, but its strength was on par with a seventh-level Qi Refining human cultivator!

It was absolutely not a match for him!