Heavenly Devil Sect's Arrival

"Senior Sister Leng!" Zhang Zhiruo suddenly exclaimed.

Leng Rushuang's face was ashen, her lips were purple, and the blood flowing from the sword wound had turned black.

"It's poison! The sword is poisoned!" Zhang Zhiruo frantically examined the wound. "Seven Insects Seven Flowers Paste! Without the antidote, she'll die within an hour!"

Li Chen Zhou strode over, squatted down to check on Leng Rushuang's condition, and said, "Get out of the way."

"What are you going to do?" Zhang Zhiruo asked warily.

"Save her," Li Chen Zhou said coldly, his right hand already pressed above Leng Rushuang's wound.

"Soul Absorption Art!"

A black vortex formed in his palm, and strands of black gas were slowly drawn from the wound. Leng Rushuang frowned in pain, cold sweat streaming down her face, but the cyanosis on her face gradually faded.

"This..." Zhang Zhiruo watched this scene in shock. "You can actually use the Soul Absorption Art to absorb poison?"

Li Chen Zhou focused on controlling his inner force and did not answer. As the poison was drawn out, Leng Rushuang's breathing gradually stabilized, but her face remained pale.

Finally, Li Chen Zhou withdrew his palm, a mass of pitch-black venom condensed in his palm. With a wave of his hand, the venom landed on the ground, instantly corroding a deep pit.

"The poison has been removed, but she has lost too much blood and needs to rest," Li Chen Zhou stood up and instructed the Earthly Fiends Four, who had arrived. "Escort them back to the inn."

The night deepened, and the Mass Burial Mound returned to silence, with only a few crows making harsh cries in the withered trees.

About half an hour later, a group of men in black silently appeared at the edge of the graveyard. The leader was none other than Yin Wujiu, the outer elder of the Heavenly Devil Sect. He scanned the corpses on the ground with a gloomy face, and his eyes twitched fiercely when he saw Song Qingfeng's shriveled body.

"Waste!" Yin Wujiu kicked Song Qingfeng's corpse. "You can't even handle this little thing!"

A disciple tremblingly examined the other corpses. "Elder, these brothers all died from having their inner force sucked dry... What an overbearing evil art!"

Yin Wujiu squatted down and used a dagger to pry open the clothes of a dried corpse. A pitch-black palm print was clearly imprinted on the corpse's chest, and the surrounding skin showed strange spider web-like cracks.

"Soul Absorption Art..." Yin Wujiu's pupils shrank. "That's the demonic art that the Blood Demon Ancestor mentioned!"

"Elder, look at this!" Another disciple picked up a blood-stained Wudang waist tag from the grass. "It's the token of Bai Lusong of the Wudang Seven!"

Yin Wujiu took the waist tag, and a ferocious smile suddenly appeared on his sinister face. "Interesting... The Wudang Sect is actually mixed up with a demon who cultivates the Soul Absorption Art."

He turned to the northwest, where the inn was located. "Pass down my order and immediately send a message to the main altar via carrier pigeon. Tell them... we have found clues to the remnants of the Star Absorbing Art that the Blood Demon Ancestor lost thirty years ago, and request the Sect Leader to send the 'Five Venoms Venerable' to support us as soon as possible."

"What about the inn..."

He smiled coldly and took out a black porcelain bottle from his arms. "Pass down the order and let the 'Poison Maiden' bring her treasures over. Since we can't win by force, we'll use some special methods..."

He took one last look at the corpses on the ground and suddenly struck the ground with his palm. A black gas seeped into the soil, and the dried corpses slowly sank into the ground, as if dragged by something invisible.

"Clean it up and don't leave any traces." Yin Wujiu smiled sinisterly. "When the Five Venoms Venerable arrives... I'll let that kid know what true demonic art is!"

The night wind rose sharply, blowing away the last trace of blood. As dark clouds covered the moon, the group of men in black disappeared into the darkness like ghosts, leaving only a few weeds stained black with poisonous blood, swaying silently in the wind.

Inside the inn, the candlelight flickered.

Zhang Zhiruo sat by the bed, carefully wiping the cold sweat from her forehead. "Senior Sister, do you feel any better?"

Leng Rushuang nodded weakly, but her gaze couldn't help but drift towards Li Chen Zhou by the window. The rumored ferocious and ruthless little devil was now meditating with his eyes closed, his handsome profile appearing particularly calm in the candlelight.

"Junior Sister, this time, we must thank Senior Li..." Leng Rushuang said in a low voice.

Zhang Zhiruo pursed her lips, a trace of complexity flashing in her eyes. "But after all, he used an evil art..."

"Cough, cough..." Bai Lusong coughed lightly beside her. "Junior Sister Zhiruo, Grandmaster has long taught us that the martial world is dangerous, and the distinction between good and evil is not always as simple as it seems on the surface."

Li Chen Zhou suddenly opened his eyes, a sneer rising at the corner of his mouth. "Oh, you dislike my cultivation method? Then you can re-inject that poison into your senior sister. I promise not to interfere."

Zhang Zhiruo frowned her beautiful eyes. "You..."

Li Chen Zhou snorted coldly. "Nonsense."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly stiffened.

Qian Shisan quickly smoothed things over. "Well... everyone is in the same boat now, we should work together! By the way, I just went to the kitchen to ask for some porridge, would you like some..."

Before she could finish speaking, Li Chen Zhou's expression suddenly changed, and he stood up abruptly. "Poison!"

Almost at the same time, a strange flute sound came from outside the window. The sound was sometimes high and sometimes low, like countless tiny insects crawling in one's ears, making one's hair stand on end.

"It's a Gu flute! Everyone hold your breath!" Bai Lusong's face changed drastically.

But it was too late. Countless tiny black insects surged in like a tide from the cracks in the floor and the corners of the window frames, filling half the room in the blink of an eye!

"Ah!" A Wudang disciple screamed. His arm was instantly covered with black insects, and his skin began to ulcerate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Chen Zhou snorted coldly, the Blood Demon Blade was unsheathed, and a bloody blade light swept across, annihilating a large number of poisonous insects. But there were too many insects. As soon as a space was cleared, more swarmed in.

"It's the Heavenly Devil Sect's 'Myriad Poison Heart-Devouring Gu'!" Zhang Zhiruo waved her long sword, the sword light like snow, but she could only barely protect herself and Leng Rushuang. "These insects are invulnerable to swords and sabers, we must find the Gu controller!"

A cold light flashed in Li Chen Zhou's eyes. "Thirteen!"

"Yes!" Qian Shisan immediately understood, took out a fire starter from her arms, and quickly lit the curtains in the room.

Flames rose, and the poisonous insects did indeed shrink back a little. But the flute sound suddenly became rapid, and the insects were no longer afraid of the fire, rushing over the fire wall one after another!

"Damn it!" Li Chen Zhou cursed and suddenly leaped out of the window.

In the courtyard, a charming woman in purple was playing a bone flute. More than a dozen men in black stood beside her, led by the Heavenly Devil Sect elder.

"Little brat, you're finally willing to come out?" The elder smiled sinisterly.

Without a word, Li Chen Zhou sent the Blood Demon Blade straight for the flute-playing woman. The woman flashed away with an eerie movement, the flute music never ceasing as even more poisonous insects flew from her sleeves!

"Careful! That's the Poison Maiden! Her gu worms mean instant death!" Bai Lusong, who had just arrived, shouted a warning.

A ruthless glint flashed in Li Chen Zhou's eyes: "Soul Absorption Art!"

He formed claws with both hands, and a black vortex erupted, actually sucking all the incoming poisonous insects into his palms! The moment those incredibly toxic gu worms touched the black energy, they instantly turned to dust.

"What?!" The Poison Maiden was aghast, the rhythm of her flute music thrown into chaos.

The elder's expression changed: "Not good! His Soul Absorption Art can even absorb gu worms! Retreat!"