Granny Si VS Five Elders of Lijiang!

"Old thing, you're at death's door and still dare run your mouth!"

"Our Lijiang Sword Sect is here to slay a wicked demon beast and uphold justice on Heaven's behalf."

"You lot were skulking around in the dark. Most likely, you're in league with the heretics and devils of these Great Ruins!"

"Senior Brother, why waste words on them? Just kill them and silence them!"

As the disciple spoke, the longsword in his hand spun in a flourish, his eyes gleaming with murderous malice.

Hearing this blatant attempt to turn black into white, the people of Douluo outside the light screen instantly broke into an uproar.

"Shameless!"

Ma Hongjun was so angry he jumped to his feet, pointing at the Sky Screen and cursing loudly.

"They were clearly practicing evil arts themselves, and now that they've been exposed, they're trying to slap the label of heretics and devils on someone else."

"How are the people of this Lijiang Sect even more..."

Halfway through his words, Ma Hongjun suddenly realized Hu Liena was still inside the Sky Screen, and hurriedly shut his mouth guiltily.

Tang San watched the scene coldly, his gaze icy.

"So this is what they call a prestigious righteous sect."

"Find some bright and proper excuse, then kill for treasure and cover up the evidence."

"Things like this aren't rare anywhere."

Inside the Sky Screen.

When Granny Si heard the disciple's shouting, every wrinkle on her face relaxed, and she actually laughed out loud.

She turned her head and looked at Qin Mu beside her.

"Mu'er, did you hear that?"

"They want to kill us to silence us."

Qin Mu blinked his big eyes and reached up to scratch the back of his head.

"Granny, they're people, not big bugs."

In the ten years of education he had received in Crippled Old Village, Butcher had taught him how to slaughter pigs, Blind Man had taught him how to avoid attacks from wild beasts, and Village Chief had taught him how to breathe and circulate his qi.

But no one had ever taught him how to kill people.

In his understanding, people were his own kind. He could not just strike at them casually.

Granny Si sighed, reached into the broken bamboo basket, groped around for a while, and pulled out a greasy butcher's knife, even streaked with a few traces of rust.

She stuffed the heavy butcher's knife into Qin Mu's small hand.

"Mu'er."

Granny Si's voice suddenly became incomparably cold, like the wind in the depths of winter, scraping pain into one's bones.

"In these Great Ruins, there is only one rule."

"Whoever wants to kill you, you kill them."

"These fellows wearing human skin while doing things worse than beasts—in Granny's eyes, they aren't even as good as that big black pig in the sty."

"Go."

Granny Si pointed at the five Lijiang Sect disciples opposite them.

"Take the knife your Grandpa Butcher gave you and go get some practice."

"Just treat it as chopping up a few disobedient ribs."

Boom!

The moment those words came out, the entire Douluo Continent outside the light screen instantly fell silent.

Everyone's jaw nearly dropped to the ground.

She wanted a ten-year-old child, holding a rusty butcher's knife, to go kill five fully armed, well-trained sword cultivators from a prestigious sect?

And she said it as casually as if he were going to the market to buy vegetables?

"Mad, this old woman is absolutely mad!"

A noble in Heaven Dou Imperial City shouted, his face full of disbelief.

"Those are five sword cultivators who have awakened their Spirit Fetus! Back in the tavern, the sword qi of a single Lijiang Sect disciple could cut through stone."

"Even if this child was born with great strength and just broke through last night, there's no way he can beat five adults wielding sharp swords!"

Hu Liena stood behind Granny Si, her beautiful face also paling with fright.

"Granny, they outnumber him, and their swords are fast."

"Letting the little brother go is too dangerous!"

Hu Liena urged her anxiously to stop.

Granny Si only glanced at her and ignored her entirely, her gaze locked tightly on Qin Mu.

Qin Mu gripped the butcher knife, which was even longer than half his arm, and lowered his head to look at the nick in the blade.

Then he raised his head and looked at the five mocking Lijiang Sect disciples.

He took a deep breath.

In his once clear, innocent eyes, that childish naivety vanished without a trace in an instant.

Replacing it was a kind of focus that made anyone who saw it feel a chill at their neck.

"All right, Granny."

Qin Mu nodded, holding the butcher knife point-down as he stepped over the fallen leaves covering the ground, walking toward the five young men in white one step at a time.

The cold-looking youth watched the little brat approach and could not help letting out a sneer.

"Old hag, have you gone senile? You're sending a baby who hasn't even been fully weaned to his death?"

The hot-tempered disciple beside him looked even more disdainful.

He had just been about to step forward with his sword and teach this ignorant little brat a lesson.

Just then, several sharp sounds of something slicing through the air suddenly came from the distant sky.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Before the sounds had faded, five elderly figures in loose white robes, each standing atop a gleaming longsword, glided swiftly down along the edge of the cliff.

All five had white hair and beards, their robes fluttering.

They landed steadily in the forest clearing, surrounding Granny Si, Qin Mu, and Hu Liena in the middle.

When the five young Lijiang Sect disciples saw these five appear, their faces instantly filled with wild joy. They hurriedly put away the longswords in their hands and bowed respectfully.

"Master! Martial Uncles!"

The cold-looking youth quickly walked to the side of the long-bearded old man in the lead, lowered his voice, and said a few words, not forgetting to point at the White Deer hide on the ground and at Granny Si opposite them.

The long-bearded old man looked in the direction his disciple was pointing.

When he saw Granny Si's hunched back and that wrinkled, hideously ugly old face, an undisguised flash of contempt crossed his eyes.

"And here I thought some peerless expert had come."

The old man snorted coldly and stroked the white beard on his chin, his tone lofty and condescending.

"So it's just some village woman with one foot in the grave."

"Since you saw something you shouldn't have, you can only blame your own short lives."

The other four old men behind him also sneered one after another. Their robes stirred despite the lack of wind, and waves of powerful vital energy rippled through the forest.

Seeing the way these five old men appeared flying on swords, Douluo Continent outside the light screen instantly erupted.

On the training field of Shrek Academy, every student's face was filled with despair.

Ma Hongjun slapped his own thigh and jumped in place with anxiety.

"It's over, it's over! It's all over now!"

"They haven't even finished dealing with the young ones, and now all the old ones have jumped out too! And five of them at once!"

Oscar was also full of anxiety, shaking his head repeatedly.

"These five old men can fly on swords. If they were on our Douluo Continent, they'd be Soul Sage-level experts at the very least. Five against one—how are they supposed to fight?"

Dai Mubai frowned as he looked at the ugly, hunched Granny Si in the light screen and sighed.

"That old lady looks like she already has one foot in the grave, and she really is pretty hard on the eyes. Five against one—there's no way she survives."

"If she dies, then she dies. She's ugly enough anyway. But what about Qin Mu and our Spirit Hall's Saintess?"

It was not just Shrek Academy.

Inside Spirit City, Bibi Dong also shot to her feet, both hands gripping her scepter tightly, her palms covered in sweat.

She did not care whether that old woman lived or died.

She only cared about Hu Liena.

Hu Liena did not have even a trace of soul power right now. In front of this group of vicious sword cultivators, she was simply like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Five against one. That old woman is dead for sure. Nana... run!" Bibi Dong shouted desperately in her heart.

At this moment, the audience across the entire Douluo Continent had only one thought in their minds.

Qin Mu and the other two were absolutely doomed today.

In the Sky Screen's image.

Facing the powerful pressure of the Five Elders of Lijiang, Granny Si did not even lift an eyelid.

She reached out with her withered fingers and tucked a loose strand of white hair behind her ear, moving slowly and calmly, as if standing before her were not five experts, but five heads of cabbage.

"Mu'er."

Granny Si turned her head and looked at Qin Mu, who was holding a butcher's knife.

"These five old bones are just right for Granny to loosen up with. Take that golden-haired girl and go wander in the woods for a bit."

"Remember, run fast. Don't let the blood splash on you."

At those words, the Five Elders of Lijiang were so furious their beards nearly stood on end.

"Arrogant old hag! You're courting death!"

The long-bearded elder shouted, and the longsword in his hand let out a clear ring. It turned straight into a white streak of silk and stabbed toward Granny Si's throat.

The other four old men attacked at the same time as well. Five longswords wove together into an airtight net of sword light, instantly enveloping Granny Si within it.

"You five, go kill that little brat and that woman!"

As the long-bearded elder attacked, he barked orders at the five young disciples beside him.

The stern young man answered, a vicious gleam flaring in his eyes.

"Junior brothers, after them! Don't let them get away!"

Qin Mu glanced at Granny, who was surrounded by the sword net, without the slightest worry in his heart.

Grandpa Village Chief had said that when Granny got angry, no one in the village except Butcher dared provoke her.

"Big sister, let's go!"

Qin Mu grabbed Hu Liena's wrist and turned, running straight into the depths of the dense primeval forest.

Hu Liena was already scared out of her wits. She let Qin Mu drag her along, stumbling over the uneven ground as they sprinted through the leaf-strewn forest.

Behind them, rapid footsteps came from the woods.

The five young disciples of the Lijiang Sect carried bloodstained longswords, like starving wolves that had caught the scent of blood, sticking close behind them.

"You little bastard, you're not getting away!"

The short-tempered disciple cursed loudly from behind, his longsword constantly hacking apart branches that blocked the way. The distance between them grew shorter and shorter.

Hu Liena ran until she was gasping for breath, feeling as if her lungs were about to burst.

"Little brother... I can't... They're catching up..."

Hu Liena glanced back, her face full of despair. Without soul power, she had no way to outrun sword cultivators who trained year-round.

As Qin Mu pulled her along, he sniffed hard with his little nose.

The mountain wind blew past, carrying a thick reek of blood.

That bloody smell did not come from anyone else. It was coming precisely from the five Lijiang Sect disciples behind them.

They had flayed the White Deer alive just now, and their clothes and shoes were covered in the spirit beast's blood. Even that bloodstained deer hide had been stuffed into the stern young man's chest.

Smelling it, a sly light flashed through Qin Mu's clear, big eyes.

He remembered something Grandpa Blind Man had once told him.

In the west of the Great Ruins, there was a vast black forest.

Living inside it was a great ape with a very bad temper.

That great ape treated every animal in the forest as its underling, and what it hated most was anyone killing and spilling blood on its territory.

Qin Mu looked up and checked the direction.

Then the steps beneath his feet suddenly changed.

He did not keep running forward. Instead, he pulled Hu Liena along and abruptly turned into a narrow valley overgrown with thorny shrubs.

"Little brother, you took the wrong way! This side is a dead end!"

Hu Liena looked at the cliff wall ahead that grew steeper and steeper, so anxious she was about to cry.

Qin Mu grinned, revealing two rows of small, pearly-white teeth.

"Don't be scared, big sister."

"Grandpa Butcher said that when you can't beat someone yourself, you have to learn to borrow a blade to kill."

Hu Liena froze.

Borrow a blade to kill?

In this wild mountain wilderness, where were they supposed to borrow a blade?

Just as Hu Liena was filled with confusion, the five disciples of the Lijiang Sect behind them had already caught up and blocked the entrance to the valley.

"Run! Why aren't you running anymore?"

The stern young man advanced step by step with his sword in hand, the smile on his face extremely cruel.

"The scenery here isn't bad. Just right for your graves."

Qin Mu ignored their mockery and simply pulled Hu Liena along, standing quietly where he was.

Suddenly, a dull tremor came from deep within the valley.

At first the trembling was faint, but it quickly grew violent, even making the small stones on the ground jump with it.

Along with the tremor came a thick, fishy wind so foul it made people want to vomit.

The smile on the stern young man's face froze instantly.

He whipped his head around and looked toward the dark woods deep inside the valley.

"Roar!"

An earth-shaking bellow suddenly exploded in midair.

The roar was filled with savage fury, shaking the surrounding leaves until they came rustling down.

Under the terrified gazes of the Five Lijiang Disciples, a massive Demon Ape, fully as tall as a two-story building, slowly walked out from the shadows of the forest on its thick legs.

The Demon Ape's fur stood on end like steel needles, and its eyes were as large as bronze bells, shot through with red veins.

It reached the open ground, and its huge nostrils drew in two hard sniffs of the air.

Then the Demon Ape's blood-red eyes instantly locked onto the five disciples of the Lijiang Sect standing at the mouth of the valley.

It had smelled it.

The bodies of these five two-legged sheep were covered in the blood of the White Deer from its territory.

The Demon Ape was enraged.

It opened its bloody maw, revealing a mouth full of yellowed fangs, and its two arms, each like a small hill, pounded hard against its own chest, producing dull thump, thump sounds.

"It's... it's a high-rank demonic beast! Retreat!"

The stern young man was so frightened his soul nearly left his body, and even his voice went shrill.

But it was already too late.

The Demon Ape's legs kicked hard against the ground, and its enormous body shot out like a cannonball, vaulting straight through the air with a momentum that could destroy everything, smashing down viciously toward the Five Lijiang Disciples.

At the same time, in the forest clearing above the cliff, the Five Elders of Lijiang held long swords and stood in five positions, trapping Granny Si firmly in the middle.

The long-bearded elder gave a cold laugh, flicked his withered wrist, and his long sword turned into a dazzling white rainbow, shooting straight for Granny Si's throat.

The other four old men also attacked at the same time with perfect coordination. Five swords stabbed in from different angles, cutting off every path of retreat.

Outside the light screen, everyone held their breath, thinking this hunched old woman was about to spill blood on the spot.

But then, a scene that left everyone's jaws dropping happened.

Granny Si did not even put down the broken bamboo basket in her hand. Her body, which looked as if it might fall apart at any moment, twisted in a posture that defied common sense.

Her body was like a boneless snake, sliding right along the edges of those five long swords.

The blades even cut off one of her white hairs, yet they failed to injure even the slightest bit of her flesh.

"Oh my, gentlemen, there's no need to be so hot-tempered."

A teasing note ran through Granny Si's aged voice.

Her feet slipped, and she appeared behind one of the old men like a ghost. The broken basket in her hand lightly tapped the back of his head in passing.

The old man only felt his brain buzz, his vision went black, and he nearly toppled headfirst to the ground.

"She's tough! Don't be careless!"

The long-bearded elder's expression changed, and he shouted loudly.