The Black-Robed Old Monster

But this is a direct rival right from the start; how can I possibly ask him for advice?!

Even peak Qi Warrior are no match for immortal cultivators, let alone someone who is merely a late-stage Qi Warrior.

If not now, when?!

"Run!" Tang Tianshu shouted, and led Sun Ruoya out of the courtyard.

But as soon as they arrived at the gate of the mansion, hundreds of the Diancang Sect disciples rushed in front of them.

"Miss, don't panic, we swear we will never surrender."

You must leave quickly, Sect Leader... the Sect Leader is dead...

Several elders were engaged in a bloody battle with the Iron Sword Sect...

"The Diancang Sect is counting on you to make a comeback!" a disciple with the cultivation of Great Martial Master said eagerly.

"Father!..." Sun Ruoya collapsed to the ground in agony.

Before Tang Tianshu could help Sun Ruoya up, Shen Yidao had already arrived with a man in black robes.

"Your Excellency, Sun Haotian never revealed the whereabouts of the treasure until his death. Presumably, the treasure is with his daughter, Sun Ruoya."

In order to appease the disciples of the Diancang Sect, please do not kill her yet, Venerable One, as she was originally engaged to my son.

"I want to bury him alive and arrange a ghost marriage for my son. I beg you, Your Excellency, to grant my request," Shen Yidao said humbly.

"Shut up!" the man in black sneered, looking at Sun Ruoya. "Hand over what your father gave you, and I might spare your life."

"Fellow disciples, let's fight this fiend!" The disciples of the Diancang Sect grabbed their weapons and charged towards the man in black.

The man in black robes sneered and took out a small black bell, which he then shook.

Two ghostly figures with blue faces and fangs flew out from the small bell and rushed towards the Diancang Sect disciples.

As soon as a ghost approached the martial artist, the martial artist immediately became dazed and stood frozen in place.

The man in black robes moved his right hand, and the martial artist drew his sword and committed suicide.

Another ghostly figure stood guard in front of the man in black robes, fighting alongside the martial artist.

Hundreds of martial artists surrounded the man in black robes, but thanks to this ghostly parry, they were unable to harm him.

Even if a martial artist suicidally charges towards the man in black robes, the man in black robes seems to be surrounded by a pale yellow protective shield.

The swords and blades of the martial artists caused very little damage to the man in black robes, like a mere tickle.

The roaming ghosts reaped the lives of martial artists one after another.

However, the man in black robes was unable to break free and advance any further for the time being.

Without further delay, Tang Tianshu scooped up Sun Ruoya and ran quickly backward.

Shen Yidao roared, "Where do you think you're going!" and rushed over.

Shen Yidao was puzzled. He said that Tang Tianshu, whom he knew, was only Mid-Stage Martial Master artist, so how could he run so fast?

Seeing Tang Tianshu and Sun Ruoya running further and further away, Shen Yidao frowned and gave chase with all his might.

As they drew closer, Tang Tianshu was secretly delighted. He turned around and said, "You want her to arrange a ghost marriage for your son? I'll give it back to you. Do you recognize this dagger?"

Tang Tianshu threw Sun Ruoya toward Shen Yidao and simultaneously drew a dagger.

Shen Yidao was immediately dumbfounded: What kind of approach is this, directly sending a woman away?

But when he saw the dagger in Tang Tianshu's hand, he was filled with immense sorrow. "That's my son Shen Wenjing's Cold Spirit Blade?!..."

"Tang Tianshu, you bastard!..." Sun Ruoya shouted in the air.

Seeing Sun Ruoya flying towards her, Shen Yidao subconsciously put her sword behind her back, because she didn't want to kill Sun Ruoya yet.

But whether or not to answer Sun Ruoya's call, he couldn't decide for a moment.

But before Sun Ruoya could reach him, he felt a chill on his neck, and Shen Yidao was already decapitated.

It turned out that while Tang Tianshu threw Sun Ruoya away and took out the Cold Spirit Blade to attract Shen Yidao's attention, he used all his strength to rush towards Shen Yidao, wielding the dagger and directly sweeping it across Shen Yidao's neck.

Although his cultivation level was higher than Shen Yidao's, he would most likely succeed if he started fighting directly.

However, Tang Tianshu, who was focused on stability, felt that only by taking things by surprise could he guarantee a sure victory in the business.

The movements were fluid and graceful, severing Shen Yidao's head.

Tang Tianshu leaped and caught Sun Ruoya, then turned in mid-air and landed steadily on the ground.

"You... you scared me to death! I thought you didn't want me anymore," Sun Ruoya said, pouting as she looked at Shen Yidao's head, which lay on the ground with its eyes wide open in anger.

"A good plan..."

"Haha, kid, do you want to be my disciple?" The man in black robes had already caught up with them.

Looking into the distance, Tang Tianshu saw that of the original hundred Diancang Sect disciples, only about twenty remained, fleeing in all directions.

Who isn't afraid of death? It seems there's no escaping it today.

Tang Tianshu sighed softly, put Sun Ruoya down, and smiled without saying a word.

At the same time, he circulated his True Qi, and a burst of firefly-like light appeared on Tang Tianshu's body.

"Heh, still a late-stage Qi Warrior, but not bad," the black-robed man chuckled contemptuously.

He took out a medicine bottle from his person, tilted his head back, and put the bottle of pills into Tang Tianshu's mouth.

"Hundred-Year Qi Recovery Pill! Hundreds of Hundred-Year Qi Recovery Pill!" Sun Ruoya exclaimed in astonishment.

After the elixir entered his stomach, hundreds of streams of True Qi surged wildly within his body.

"Die!" Tang Tianshu cried out in anguish and charged at the man in black robes.

Tang Tianshu had already experimented and found that consuming a large number of Qi Recovery Pill in a short period of time would multiply one's True Qi.

Because he had mastered a martial artist's Body Refining Art, Tang Tianshu wouldn't explode, but he would experience pain all over his body and even faint after half an incense stick's time.

The man in black robes was immediately terrified; he had guessed that Tang Tianshu intended to attack him at close range.

Tang Tianshu's strength and speed now surpass those of a peak Qi Warrior, making close combat with him quite dangerous.

Immediately, the black-robed man shook a small black bell and summoned two blue-faced, fanged ghosts, which he then drove towards Tang Tianshu.

At this moment, Tang Tianshu seemed to possess an indestructible body, directly ramming into the two ghostly figures.

He flew to the man in black robes and began stabbing him repeatedly.

"Haha, your mortal weapon can't hurt me at all." The man in black robes laughed loudly, but why did he feel pain all over his body?

The man in black, enduring the pain, shook the small bell. "Soul-Stealing Incantation!"

Two ghostly figures flew to Tang Tianshu's side and absorbed his energy.

But after taking just two breaths, the two ghosts were terrified and tried to get away from Tang Tianshu.

Looking down at his abdomen, he saw several bloody holes.

"Is this a weapon of cultivators?" The man in black robes looked up again at the ghost he was driving.

Both ghostly figures were pulled directly into Tang Tianshu's abdomen by a mysterious force.

"This... how can this be..." The man in black robes, his eyes filled with resentment and confusion, gradually lost his breath.

"Die!" Tang Tianshu roared again, then fainted...

... After an unknown amount of time, Tang Tianshu woke up, his body aching all over.

Beside her, Sun Ruoya gazed at her with tender affection.

"My clothes..." Tang Tianshu frowned.

"That's right, I changed it for you. Humph, a grown man like you is wearing a woman's undergarment..." Sun Ruoya pouted.

"I..."

"Alright, I know you must have your own reasons for wearing a bellyband."

"Where's the Iron Sword Sect? Where's the Black-Robed Old Monster?" Tang Tianshu asked, frowning.

"You killed the Black-Robed Old Monster. When the Iron Sword Sect saw the Black-Robed Old Monster's corpse, they thought that we had an ancestor in the back mountain who could actually kill a cultivator."

"The Iron Sword Sect immediately apologized, offered compensation, and swore an oath to the Diancang Sect the lead of the Diancang Sect," Sun Ruoya said dejectedly.

"But my father can't see it."

"Do you still want revenge? To destroy the Iron Sword Sect?"

In the world of martial arts, strength is the ultimate deciding factor.

Even if our Diancang Sect were wiped out today, we would have nothing to complain about."Sun Ruoya seemed to have understood many things in a single day.

"The Tianshu, several surviving elders suggested that you stay, but I know you won't."

I also want to become the leader of the Diancang Sect, so I can't wander the Tianya with you anymore...

Youran, I hope we can meet again in the future...

"It should be..." Tang Tianshu gently stroked Sun Ruoya's cheek...