Taiyi Light-Splitting Talisman

Being inside the Demon Refining Sect, Li Muyang's greatest concern was his own safety.

On the road to the Demon Refining Sect, his predecessor had once witnessed a demonic cultivator slaughtering people in the street.

Simply because the innkeeper's face had displeased him, the demonic cultivator had brutally butchered the innkeeper's entire family of six, along with an innocent waiter, leaving behind a gruesome scene.

When the City Lord's Mansion guards arrived, they merely fined the murderous cultivator a small sum of silver.

This world, where human life was treated like grass and the innocent were slaughtered at will, had left deep psychological scars on his predecessor, who had come from a small rural town, and it left the transmigrator Li Muyang in a constant state of insecurity.

Although the Demon Refining Sect was a "lawful evil" sect, no matter how orderly it was, it was still a demonic path.

Here, the lives of ordinary people could be easily converted into numbers.

Furthermore, there were many chaotic, evil, and bloodthirsty demonic cultivators in the world; for these fiends, the cost of killing was incredibly low, and they might just kill for amusement if they were in a bad mood.

To avoid being crushed like a bug in the territory of the demonic path, one had to possess powerful combat strength for self-preservation—a strong background was not always reliable, as lawless lunatics were everywhere.

Even the biological son of the Demon Refining Sect's Sect Master could be killed by a maniac over a mere verbal dispute—and indeed, that had already happened.

Li Muyang now had the support of the Endless Spirit Rice Jar; he did not lack cultivation, but he did lack items that could rapidly boost his combat power.

These three low-grade spirit talismans were undoubtedly the fastest trump cards for increasing his strength.

Throwing out a single low-grade spirit talisman could instantly kill anyone in the Qi Refining stage.

If timed correctly, it could even slay a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

This item's boost to combat power was far superior to any mortal-grade flying sword.

Therefore, Li Muyang chose the second reward without hesitation.

As Li Muyang confirmed his choice, three light-green spirit talismans appeared in his hand.

On the light-green background, purple, dragon-like, and phoenix-dancing incantations were painted. The lines, sharp as if carved by blades or swords, faintly emitted an ominous and piercing aura.

[Taiyi Light-Splitting Talisman (Low-grade Spirit Talisman)]

[Instantly manifests 68,000 illusory sword qi projections, containing 6,800 strands of real sword qi; capable of killing Foundation Establishment cultivators.]

The system's description was brief, but "capable of killing Foundation Establishment cultivators"...

With such confident and absolute wording, the power of these three low-grade spirit talismans seemed even stronger than he had imagined.

And 68,000 illusory sword qi projections... even if they were just illusions, it sounded formidable.

Li Muyang curiously flipped the three talismans over, examining them before carefully tucking them away close to his body.

These three talismans would become his strongest trump card for the time being.

Though, Li Muyang hoped he would never have the opportunity to use them.

After stowing the talismans, Li Muyang looked up at the sky.

Several streaks of light cut across the deep blue sky, heading toward Cloud City.

From the direction of Cloud City, two streaks of light were also approaching the Demon Refining Sect.

Recently, the inner sect disciples of the Demon Refining Sect had been very busy.

It was said to be related to the mysterious person who had been slaughtering demonic cultivators in Cloud City.

Killing people wantonly in Cloud City, one of the Demon Refining Sect's main strongholds, was a behavior that crossed the sect's red line, even if the victims were not sect disciples.

Killing in the Demon Refining Sect's territory was permitted, provided one paid the fine.

But this mysterious person not only killed demonic cultivators and drained them dry, but also hid away without any intention of paying the fine, clearly showing contempt for the sect's rules.

It was a blatant provocation against the Demon Refining Sect.

Consequently, the sect had dispatched many inner sect disciples to descend the mountain and enter the city to track down this mysterious individual.

Even some of the elders' personal disciples had descended the mountain to join the hunt.

It was said that Cloud City was currently very lively, filled with inner sect disciples and even personal disciples.

Rumor had it that the inner sect had turned this into a temporary assessment; whoever caught the mysterious killer first would receive a reward from the sect.

However, such matters had nothing to do with an outer sect disciple like Li Muyang.

The mysterious person only killed demonic cultivators who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage; the victims were all Foundation Establishment cultivators—not particularly strong, but more than capable of crushing the "small fry" of the outer sect.

The inner sect disciples of the Demon Refining Sect were also at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Even if the outer sect "small fry" like Li Muyang wanted to join the fun, their mere Qi Refining cultivation meant they didn't even qualify to enter the fray.

Thus, Li Muyang remained indifferent to the commotion in Cloud City. He looked up at the sky; it was nearly dusk.

Before long, his "cheap" sister, Li Yuechan, would come to feed him.

Li Muyang stood up, dusted off his backside, picked up his water bucket, and began to perform the Cloud and Rain Art.

Based on his experience, by the time he finished watering the spirit fields, the young girl's figure would likely appear at the end of the mountain path.

...That was how it should have been.

When Li Muyang's bucket still had a third of its water left, and there was still some time before he finished watering the fields, a noisy commotion suddenly erupted on the usually quiet and empty mountain path.

This was followed by the anxious shouts and cries of a crowd.

Li Muyang turned his head in confusion at the commotion, only to see a group of outer sect disciples rushing toward him, frantically carrying a stretcher.

Running at the very front was the panting Steward Wang.

"Li Muyang! It's bad! Something happened to your sister in the city!"

Steward Wang was gasping for air, his head drenched in sweat.

Although they were cultivators, the physique of those in the Qi Refining stage was not much stronger than that of an ordinary mortal.

The group behind Fatty Wang consisted of outer sect disciples whom Li Muyang recognized; they were his former neighbors.

After all, the outer sect disciples under the charge of these stewards generally lived in clusters.

Among them was Li Muyang's acquaintance, Guan Xiaoshun.

Hearing their shouts, Li Muyang froze for a moment before looking toward the stretcher.

A fair arm hung limply from the side of the stretcher—it was a girl's hand.

Combined with Fatty Wang's cry...

Li Muyang immediately dropped his water bucket and sprinted toward the group.

"What happened?"

Once he reached them, Steward Wang and Guan Xiaoshun hurriedly stepped aside, allowing Li Muyang to see the girl lying on the stretcher.

Her weak, pale face was devoid of any color, and her eyes, which she always liked to squint into a smile, were now tightly shut in exhaustion.

The girl's lips were pressed slightly together, and her breathing was ragged.

She was still wearing the little white dress she had left in this morning, but now, the garment was completely stained red with blood.

The scarlet blood had dried and crusted on the fabric, making her look miserable and helpless.

Seeing the severely wounded, bleeding girl before him, Li Muyang's pupils contracted sharply.

He remained silent for a second before speaking.

"Carry her into my room first."

Directing the outer sect disciples to carry the girl inside, Li Muyang carefully lifted her onto the bed.

He then looked at Fatty Wang: "Steward, could I trouble you to go and fetch Doctor Lin?"

"My little sister's injuries are very severe; I may need Doctor Lin's help."