Chapter 200 - Leaving the Palace (2/2)

“Oh… Alright then.”

Xiao Chen looked around. Other than the remnants of Yu Yangzi’s battle with the two Blood Corpses, it looked exactly the same as it did when they came several days ago. However, his top priority now was finding a way to rescue Gui Xian from the hands of the Zuoqiu family.

That day, Zuoqiu Ze must have kidnapped Gui Xian because he saw the former with Xiao Chen, intending to force Xiao Chen into submission. There were as many experts in the Zuoqiu family as the trees in a forest. Xiao Chen didn’t fear the others; the only one who scared him was that Nascent Soul Realm expert. At his current cultivation, he was absolutely no match for a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

He heaved a deep sigh. Hopefully, the Zuoqiu family didn’t find out Gui Xian’s true identity. Otherwise, the family would refine even his soul.

The Changyin Mountain Range had a complex topography with poisonous forests filled with many venomous insects and ferocious beasts everywhere. Even the plants here could kill someone imperceptibly. This was truly a place that concealed danger at every turn. Xiao Chen wanted to return the same way he had come, but was afraid that members of the Zuoqiu family were waiting in ambush outside. After racking his brain, he finally decided to walk southwest.

When they had traveled about 25 or 30 kilometers, they suddenly heard a flurry of footsteps. Judging from the sound, there were quite a lot of people. Xiao Chen’s figure blurred out of view as he pulled Murong Xian’er up a large tree and used leaves for cover. When the group of people came near, he unleashed his Divine Sense. Only then did he see clearly that it was a group of more than twenty disciples from the Xianyong Sect. Leading the group were Qin Shaoyang and the one who challenged him to a sword duel, Liu Feiyan.

“What are these people doing here? Are they here to find the other half of the scroll?” He noticed that they were on guard, with their sword in hand. Some of them were even injured. They must have encountered some sort of danger.

Xiao Chen thought that while he wasn’t familiar with these people, he could be considered as friends with that old thing from their sect. In the Changyin Mountain Range, danger lurked in all corners. He should advise them to stop and get out of here as soon as possible.

He gently fell and landed on the ground. Unexpectedly, his sudden appearance surprised the disciples and they swiftly tightened their hold on their sword in preparation for battle.

“It’s, it’s Xiao Chen!”

Xiao Chen noticed that their nervousness appeared unrelated to his breaking into their sect that night. He said, “Everyone, please listen to my advice. This is a very strange place. Please don’t walk any further in.”

One of the disciples immediately pointed at him with his sword and said resentfully, “You devil! You caused this! How dare you act like a hypocrite here?!”

The several other disciples beside him started panicking. “Oh no! If he’s here, that means there are definitely traps here!”

Murong Xian’er floated down and glared at the first disciple who spoke. “You’re the devil! I forbid you from bad mouthing Brother Xiao Chen!”

“It’s fine, Xian’er.” Xiao Chen pulled her behind him and addressed that disciple. “Senior Brother, neither human nor trap is here. I’m just worried about your safety. Is there a misunderstanding between us?”

That disciple sneered. “There’s no misunderstanding at all! Our Master and Elders trusted you, but you’re just a spy from the Corpse Refinery Sect! You devil, we swear that we’ll capture you even if we must sacrifice ourselves today!” He then lunged at Xiao Chen with his sword.

“Stop, Junior Brother!”

Qin Shaoyang tried to stop him, but everything proved to be too late. That disciple wielded his sword in a quick, violent manner. His great momentum caused the leaves to swirl in the air all around him. Xiao Chen quietly moved his True Energy and pressed his two fingers together, instantly pinching the disciple’s sword.

Finally, there was a hint of indignance on his face. Back then, he was a disciple of a Cultivator’s sect of the Orthodox Path who was falsely accused as a member of the Devil’s sect. What he despised the most now was hearing someone call him a devil. He gently swiped his hand, tossing the sword to the ground. In an incensed voice, he said, “You keep on calling me a devil. I’d like to know which eye of yours saw me becoming one!”

“Exactly! Which eye of yours saw that? Humph!” Murong Xian’er also chimed in.

The disciple looked both miffed and resentful that he couldn’t defeat Xiao Chen. Right then, Qin Shaoyang walked up and advised the disciple to step aside. He turned to Xiao Chen and saluted. “I’m sorry, Brother Xiao. This Junior Brother of mine has a quick temper. Please don’t pay him any mind.”

Xiao Chen shook his head and said emotionlessly, “I’d just like to know what he means that I’m a spy of the Corpse Refinery Sect.”