Chapter 92: Get Lost

As Ouyang Yue’s Demonic Qi erupted, a distinct mark emerged on her forehead—that mark was the Sinner’s Token bestowed by the Mountain God.

However, on the forehead of the collapsed Yun Qianxue, Yu Yi saw an identical mark!

Were there two Sinners?

“Elder Sister… my head is spinning, and my body feels so hot… What is happening to me all of a sudden?”

Yun Qianxue asked Yu Yi with a dazed gaze and a weak voice while lying in her arms.

“Do not be afraid, you will be fine.”

Yu Yi gently stroked Yun Qianxue’s burning forehead, feeling the mark upon it.

From this mark, Yu Yi sensed a restless power and an extremely ominous aura.

Yu Yi looked not far away at Ouyang Yue, who was currently filled with excitement and enjoying the continuous influx of power into her body; she already had her answer.

What had been awakened from its slumber was an incarnation of some mysterious power, which intended to grant its strength to its chosen candidates.

And there appeared to be two chosen candidates.

One was Ouyang Yue, and the other was Yun Qianxue.

Ouyang Yue was clearly prepared, so she was currently accepting that power willfully.

Yun Qianxue, on the other hand, was the opposite; it was as if she had been knocked unconscious by a windfall from the sky, knowing neither how nor being able to absorb that mysteriously powerful and dangerous energy.

“This is a scam!!”

Grandma Yao finally reacted at this moment, pointing at Ouyang Yue hysterically.

“You have defiled Cangzhou and defiled the Mountain God! You are the greatest Sinner!! Stop her, stop her quickly!!”

The members of the Leng Clan and the Luo Clan also realized at this point that if they did not stop Ouyang Yue, Cangzhou might face an impending catastrophe!

As a result, the practitioners trained by their families mobilized their Zhenqi and swarmed toward Ouyang Yue!

However, before they could get close to Ouyang Yue, a flash of Sword Qi suddenly streaked across the sky.

Time and space seemed to freeze at that moment, only to resume flowing a second later.

Those who had tried to approach Ouyang Yue were shredded by the Sword Qi, all dying instantly!

The one who had acted was one of the Ouyang Clan’s “servants.”

“It is a critical moment right now, so you cannot just disturb us as you please.”

From among the group of servants, a man slowly stepped forward.

His upper body was tilted, and his gait appeared exceptionally uncoordinated.

When he took off the bamboo hat on his head and revealed his true face, the Luo Clan and Leng Clan were initially shocked, then looked at each other in confusion, seemingly unaware of this person’s identity.

“You… you are the third disciple of the Sword Pavilion? The Slanted Sword Immortal?!”

Luo Xuanjiang stared at the face of the man before him several times before finally remembering his identity, crying out with a trembling voice.

The third disciple of the Sword Pavilion was known to the world as the “Slanted Sword Immortal.”

This man had suffered a serious illness when he was young, leading to physical deformity, but even so, it could not hide his astonishing talent for swordsmanship.

At the age of five, he used a wooden Jian to defeat a swordsman traveling through his Homeland.

Later, under that swordsman’s recommendation, he joined a Huang Rank sword Sect.

But a Huang Rank power was, in the end, too weak.

In his sixth year, the Slanted Sword Immortal defeated everyone in the entire Sect.

The Sect felt they could no longer accommodate such a great figure and recommended him to another Xuan Rank sword Sect, but the same situation occurred again shortly after.

In this manner, the Slanted Sword Immortal’s reputation grew greater and greater as he defeated sword cultivators from all walks of life, climbing all the way up.

Finally, at the age of fifteen, he was personally taken as a Disciple by the Master of the Sword Pavilion—the Sword Emperor himself.

Since then, he had entered the Sword Pavilion and vanished from public view.

No one expected that when the Slanted Sword Immortal reappeared this time, it would be under these circumstances, acting as a guard for the demonic practitioner Ouyang Yue.

“What?! Why would the third disciple of the Sword Pavilion appear here!? Are they not a Righteous Faction? How could they associate with a demon!?”

“Do not worry about that anymore; escaping with our lives is what matters!!”

The Slanted Sword Immortal’s cultivation was at the level of Grandmasters.

The people of the Leng Clan and Luo Clan knew they were no match for him.

Since they could not break through the Slanted Sword Immortal’s Jian to stop Ouyang Yue, if they did not flee now, were they just supposed to wait around for death?

The Leng Clan and Luo Clan began to flee in panic, yet at that moment, they discovered in despair that all four roads leading Shan Xia had been blocked by the Ouyang Clan’s “servants.”

Every one of them revealed their true faces, and the powerful Zhenqi radiating from their bodies showed cultivation levels above the Master rank, nearing that of a Wang.

“Did you not come to hold the God-Worshiping Ceremony? The new god about to be born needs sacrifices, and you are the best sacrifices.”

The Slanted Sword Immortal slowly approached the cornered members of the Leng and Luo Clans, the corner of his slanted mouth curving into an incredibly eerie smile.

Then, he drew his Jian once more and struck.

Screams began to ring out continuously in the air.

Those attempting to flee could not even see the movements of the Slanted Sword Immortal’s Jian before their lives were harvested.

The blood they shed began to converge toward the direction where the mysterious power was surging.

In the gloom, the blood seemed to turn into a pair of bright red eyes, staring at everything before them, as if it could manifest its soul if it absorbed just a few more sacrifices.

“Ah… do not be in such a hurry, this is a Transaction. I have awakened you from your ancient slumber and borrowed your power, but I will also allow you to live again. So please, give me a little more time…”

Ouyang Yue seemed like a different person; she appeared to have been completely corrupted and demonized by the Forbidden Power, and her absorption of that power grew even more intense.

Yu Yi silently watched everything unfolding.

Behind her, Yun Yi and the others were already paralyzed with fear.

“Your Excellency, now… what should we do now!? Can you find a way to summon that Flying Chariot and take us away from here?”

Yun Yi asked Yu Yi in a panic.

“The Flying Chariot has limited capacity. If I take some of you away, what will happen to the others left here?”

Yu Yi shook her head, rejecting Yun Yi’s suggestion.

“My Master is here, so what are you panicking about?”

Su Cheng said nonchalantly.

“What has been awakened is nothing more than an Ancient Gods’ soul without a physical body, and even its divine sense is incomplete. Even if a true god descended to this world, they would have to kneel at my Master’s feet.”

After Su Cheng returned to Among the Colorful Clouds, most of this flattery was likely learned from her Second Senior Sister.

Yu Yi was not certain if she could fight a god, but the current situation was clear enough; she did not need to fight a “god.”

There were only two people she needed to prioritize dealing with.

Ouyang Yue and the Slanted Sword Immortal.

Finally, it would be Ouyang Yun and the rest of the Ouyang Clan’s lackeys.

Ouyang Yue was guarded by the Slanted Sword Immortal, and as a disciple of the Sword Pavilion with deep cultivation and superb swordsmanship, Su Cheng was likely no match for him.

So, at this moment, Yu Yi moved.

“Su Cheng, protect them well.”

“Your Disciple obeys.”

After entrusting the heavy responsibility of protecting the Cloud Family to Su Cheng, Yu Yi slowly walked toward Ouyang Yue.

The Slanted Sword Immortal also noticed Yu Yi attempting to approach Ouyang Yue.

Without a word, he drew his Jian from its scabbard and swept it across in a horizontal strike!

An invisible Sword Qi sliced toward Yu Yi!

However, in the next instant, Yu Yi simply raised her hand slightly and easily erased the Slanted Sword Immortal’s Sword Qi.

This caused the smile on the Slanted Sword Immortal’s face to freeze instantly, and he frowned deeply.

Yu Yi walked straight toward Ouyang Yue, while the Slanted Sword Immortal put on an unprecedentedly serious expression and blocked the path directly in front of Yu Yi with his Jian.

“You seem to be very strong.”

The Slanted Sword Immortal tilted his head, threatening Yu Yi.

“The strong have always been those who recognize the situation. You wouldn’t want to force me to draw my Jian seriously, would you?”

Facing the Slanted Sword Immortal’s threat and the sharp blade pointed at her, Yu Yi did not stop her pace.

She did not even look at the Slanted Sword Immortal directly.

She only indifferently uttered a single word:

“Scram.”