Chapter 529 - Possession (1/2)

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Shen Ying did not even spare them a glance. Her expression fell slightly and she spoke slowly, “I’m asking you again – where is Mushroom?”

The disciples paused. What did she mean? Wasn’t she holding onto Mushroom?

Jian Xing, who was standing by the side, could take it no longer. He pulled out his sword and attacked. “Exalted Master, I’m sorry!”

He lifted up his sword and waved it at the mushroom Shen Ying was holding. His sword was inches away from her palm. Suddenly, another gust of sword Qi charged forward, breaking Jian Xing’s move. The impact caused him to fly and crash into the ground with a loud bang.

The next moment, Yi Qing appeared. He stood beside Shen Ying. It was obvious where that gust of sword Qi came from.

Lonemoon’s voice came from behind them. “What are you doing?”

“Master, are you alright?” Yi Qing scanned Shen Ying from head to toe anxiously. Seeing that she was uninjured, he turned to face the person on the ground.

Overwhelming sword Qi filled the atmosphere and covered the skies, surging toward Jian Xing. The entire arena began to crack open. Jian Xing felt an immense pressure pressing him against the ground. His meridians began to split open, and he was covered in his own blood in no time. Even the other three disciples were kneeling over and coughing up blood. Their primordial spirits were being torn apart.

“Chef, calm down!” Lonemoon shouted, trying to pull back the raging Yi Qing.

Yi Qing did not react until Shen Ying shouted, “Chef!”

He retracted his sword Qi immediately.

Everybody relaxed. Only a couple of seconds passed, yet they felt like they had a near-death experience. They were all clearly shaken. What kind of sword Qi was that? It was so formidable

“Fatty, go and check on him!” Lonemoon instructed Fatty. Fatty ran to the middle of the arena and helped the blood-covered Jian Xing up. He shoved a pill into his mouth and used his own immortal QI to help heal Jian Xing’s meridians. If Yi Qing delayed retracting his sword Qi for just one second, JIan Xing would have been permanently paralysed.

“Senior Brother…” Jiang Xing opened his eyes wide and stared at Fatty. He was finally regaining consciousness. Yi Qing watched on, with the sword Qi in his body threatening to burst forward once again.

“Chef, wait. Clarify what just happened first.” Lonemoon quickly pulled Chef back and turned to Jian Xing. His expression darkened. “What exactly happened? How can you use your sword against Shen Ying?”

Jian Xing pressed onto his chest and turned to face Shen Ying. He looked panicked. Awhile later, he said, “She… wanted to kill Mushroom.”

Lonemoon turned back and saw that the person Shen Ying was holding onto was Mushroom. Mushroom’s face was drained of all color. She looked like she had been strangled.

“Mushroom…” Fatty shoved Jian Xing aside in a panic and walked briskly over to Shen Ying.

“Shen Ying?” Lonemoon hesitated. Why was this happening all of a sudden? Didn’t she like Mushroom? She liked Mushroom so much that she was even willing to share her fruits with her.

However, Shen Ying made no response to Jian Xing’s accusation. She just stared at the person in her hands and asked, “Where did you hide Mushroom?”

“What are you talking about? What hide-” Lonemoon stopped himself mid-sentence, finally understanding something. His eyes widened. Conjuring a seal, he tapped on Mushroom’s forehead.

A moment later, a translucent soul jumped out of Mushroom’s body. The soul was wearing the exact same clothes, but the soul’s face was not Mushroom’s. Instead, it was another familiar face.

“Zhi Lin!” The three disciples shouted in unison.