Chapter 316: Chapter 161: Qin Mengyao (3)
After being followed all the way to a deserted mountain valley, the two men suddenly turned around, removed their masks and hoods, revealing faces full of smug, sinister smiles.
At the same time, a gray haze immediately rose from the valley, creating a large array cutting off the retreat.
The leading man sneered, "We’ve heard that a righteous fairy has recently come down from the north, killing all around, arrogantly targeting those outside the orthodox sects."
"But daring to target our brotherhood, you truly have a death wish!"
Upon realizing her cover was blown, Qin Mengyao, dressed in a red gown, walked out from the shadows, discarding her disguise.
As she appeared, the two men stared at her, eyes widening, nearly drooling.
"Tsk tsk, that face, that chest, those legs. Senior brother, you can’t fight me for her this time."
"Stop babbling! I’ll have my turn first, just as we agreed."
"Get lost, you said that last time too, now again..."
Having set the trap well in advance, they were confident, still negotiating over her.
Qin Mengyao, however, paid them no heed, melding into her sword, transforming into a striking green-red sword light, slashing towards them!
...
In no more than a short while, the continuous rumbling explosions ceased, and a gray light rapidly fled from the array; Qin Mengyao was briefly hindered by the array, and by the time she broke through, the person had already escaped far away.
But Qin Mengyao did not give up; excitement lit up her face, her eyes flared red as she muttered, "Kill, kill, kill..." chasing up propelled by the scent of blood.
The fleeing man glanced back, seeing the sword light closing in, his soul nearly left his body!
At that moment he was heavily injured, covered in blood, while his junior brother had long been shattered into countless pieces.
"Master, save me, save me!" As he crushed a jade pendant, he urged his potential to the limit, racing towards his own stronghold.
...
On Lotus Peak, atop this peak stood a magnificent temple, more of a lavish palace actually, called the "Golden Lotus Buddha Country."
At this moment, a grand feast was held in the hall, hosted by Master Lianhua, a stout, large-eared monk with fleshy features, feigning a compassionate air in his monk’s habit.
Over a hundred cultivators and disciples were present; besides the exquisite food on the tables, each had in front of them a bowl of flesh-like matter soaked in blood.
Master Lianhua chanted compassionately, "Mercy, mercy. Today, inviting many fellow Daoists, holding this Dharma assembly, these sacrifices are specially prepared."
"After consumption, it’s both an enhancement in cultivation and the salvation of lives—a perfect harmony."
The attendees praised in unison, "Thank you for your benevolence, Master!"
Unexpectedly, as the words fell, Master Lianhua frowned, glancing outside.
"Master, save me!" A voice filled with terror drew nearer.
Immediately following a "clang~!" a blood-covered man was nailed dead in the main hall by a green-red sword light, eyes wide open in unwillingness and despair.
As the sword light dissipated, a woman in red appeared in the hall, smilingly gazing at those present.
For a moment the hall fell silent, then erupted into chaos, with people hurling curses, shouting anger, some rising to surround her, others doubting...
Only Master Lianhua maintained his compassionate expression, clasping his hands together, "Amitabha, young lady, such heavy killing intent. May I ask of which sect or school you belong?"
Qin Mengyao’s face lit with excitement, her eyes blazing red, "So many people, kill, all must die!"
"I want you all dead!!"
Master Lianhua’s pity grew, "So she has fallen into madness; fitting, today’s assembly lacks a main course. Please, young lady, do visit this poor monk’s stomach."
With that, he wielded his Zen staff, unleashing his power, already a peak of the Fourth Realm!
The difference between the Fourth Realm and the Third was a qualitative leap; possessing powerful techniques like the [Dharma Body], by rights Qin Mengyao should be unmatched by Master Lianhua.
Moreover, there were over a hundred cultivators in the hall, although levels varied from one to three realms, exhausting her alone would be enough to wear her down.
Faced with such a predicament, Qin Mengyao was trembling with excitement; she disregarded the oncoming Zen staff, pressed her long sword against her brow, closed her eyes.
With a "boom~!" the golden-glowed Zen staff struck down, yet a cyan lotus emerged at Qin Mengyao’s feet, lightly glowing, shielding her within.
It was a Protective Magical Treasure from the Cyan Lotus Daoist Palace, self-activated for core disciples.
Master Lianhua’s expression slightly changed, clearly recognizing this treasure’s origin, but before he could speak, he saw a red figure fly from Qin Mengyao, sword in hand, slashing towards him!
This figure resembled the body perfectly, though slightly ethereal.
One emerged first, followed by a second, a third... countless red figures flew from Qin Mengyao’s sword!
They were like specters, evading any magical artifact, treasure, or spell, killing instantaneously as if exterminating one’s soul.
In nearly a breath, the entire hall had hundreds fallen dead, some cultivators had just begun to flee, only to crash down, leaving corpses only dropping.
Only Master Lianhua, with profound Buddhist Technique cultivation, survived a strike, yet paled deeply, feeling his own soul sliced by a sword, swaying.
At the same time, the red figures vanished, Qin Mengyao’s long sword dropping, her face paling to the extreme, blood spilling from her lips, collapsing backwards helplessly.
Master Lianhua’s seven orifices bled, his rage reaching its peak, visage contorted, poised to kill her.
Yet the woman suddenly reopened her eyes, now fully blood-red, cackling, "Kill, kill, kill everyone, heavens and earth!"
As the last ’kill’ fell, Qin Mengyao clutched her sword, rising, transforming completely into a red streak, darting as though lightning towards the opponent!
Master Lianhua clasped his palms fiercely, before him appeared a stern Vajra Dharma Body, guarding with a golden Zen staff.
Yet after one strike, the Dharma Body, Zen staff, Master Lianhua himself, all were split in two, crashing down.
At the same time, Qin Mengyao reappeared, laughing up at the sky, her killing intent seemingly solidified, turned into a blood mist swirling about her.
"I understand! This is the path I truly should walk."
Half a month later, near the entrance of the Ruo Wood Secret Realm, someone witnessed a seductive woman in red, venturing alone into the phantom of Ruo Wood, disappearing from sight.
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