The Entire Sect is Full of Villains, Yet the Junior Sister Conquers All

Chapter 140 : You're Really Strange

"Will this ever end? How can we not kill these things off?"

In a valley within the secret realm, thousands of demon beasts had been attracted. Tantai Ming was entangled in battle with a nine-headed snake at the early Nascent Soul stage. His robes had become tattered, stained with much blood. It was unclear whether it was his own or that of the hundreds of demon beasts he had slain.

The youth retreated like an arrow leaving the string, whirling into the air. His sword wind was like a blade, slicing off one of the nine-headed snake's heads with a wave of his hand. However, in the next second, another snake head with a bloody maw attacked from behind. The poisonous snake's nearly half-meter-long sharp fangs dripped with venomous green saliva—one bite could kill a Golden Core cultivator.

"Let go of that youth, come at me!" A red-robed girl descended from the sky, treading on air. An arrow pierced the demon beast's head, blood mist exploding and rolling to the ground.

Tantai Ming turned to look, his eyes brightening. "Little Junior Sister!"

"Little Junior Sister, you're not dead!"

Chu Sang almost stumbled and fell. She steadied herself on his shoulder. "What, do you sound a bit disappointed?"

Nearby, Zhao Yun threw out a magical tool to stun a Golden Core stage demon beast. He snorted coldly, "Haven't you heard the saying? Calamities last a thousand years. Everyone else can die these days, but I don't believe she could die."

"Pah pah pah, you're the calamity. My Little Junior Sister is a great hero!" Tantai Ming immediately became angry and wanted to pinch him.

"Alright, alright, stop fighting. If you keep fighting among yourselves, these demon beasts will have a quick meal," someone urged.

Chu Sang also refocused, summoning the Mystic Spirit Sword, on high alert.

She had hurriedly flown over on her sword just now, not noticing the terrain and situation here. Looking now, she was startled.

Even the usually composed Chu Sang was so shocked by the scene before her that she couldn't speak. She tugged at the corner of her mouth. "What did you all do? Poke the demon beasts' nest?"

Above the valley, demon beasts were densely packed, ranging from Qi Condensation stage to Nascent Soul stage.

Their few dozen cultivators had fallen into this valley basin, like food that had automatically entered a bowl, waiting for those hungry demon beasts to come down the mountain for a buffet.

Lin Jing exploded, "Who knows what's going on? These demon beasts just started chasing us non-stop as soon as they appeared, as if they were possessed. We can't shake them off no matter what."

Chu Sang seemed unlucky, being swallowed by that Nascent Soul stage octopus demon beast, but she was actually the luckiest among them.

After escaping from the octopus demon beast, they had fallen into a strange cycle. As soon as the demon beasts in the secret realm saw them, they chased and attacked as if crazed.

These past few days, these poor sect disciples had spent almost all their time being chased and killed by groups of demon beasts. Compared to Chu Sang's comfortable five days lying safely in the underwater lair, they hadn't even had time to sleep these five days, not relaxing for a moment, constantly fighting these crazed demon beasts. And the demon beasts kept increasing as they killed them, enough to make one's mind explode...... Looking around, the disciples were all exhausted, their faces sallow, in a pitiful state.

Mu Chihuai distributed some more spirit-replenishing pills to the nearby cultivators, his face also looking unwell. "If this continues, we'll soon run out of pills."

Being constantly chased and killed, even this group of pill refiners had no time to refine pills. If this went on, either they would die or the demon beasts would be full.

"This is really too unusual." Even Mo Qingchen could hardly bear it anymore. The high-intensity fighting for days and nights without sleep had made even the fingers gripping his Long Yuan Sword turn white, blue veins showing.

"Brother Qingchen, are you alright?" Qin Xixue quickly took out a bottle of second-grade healing pills. The grade of these pills was quite high, making other cultivators extremely envious.

"Xiao Xue, I have pills here too. With our Pill Condensation Sect here, you don't need to worry about not having enough pills!" Seeing this, Liu Yuanqing also hurriedly came forward to curry favor, while secretly giving Mo Qingchen a provocative look. Indeed, pill refiners were the most reliable in times of crisis.

Chu Sang had no mind to pay attention to the turbulent love triangle on the female protagonist's side. She pierced a wolf beast sneaking up from behind with one sword strike, standing together with her senior brothers and sisters, entrusting their backs to each other. Soon, with them at the center, an increasingly large clearing formed in this area.

Finally having time to catch their breath, she casually accepted a ground-grade healing pill passed over by Mu Chihuai. Suddenly thinking of something, she turned to the others and said, "...Is it possible that these demon beasts are being controlled by someone?"

It wasn't uncommon for hungry demon beasts to attack human cultivators, but normally, demon beasts had very strong territorial awareness. Most occupied their own mountains as kings and rarely launched large-scale, coordinated attacks on cultivators.

Not to mention that there were several Nascent Soul cultivators in their group, which should have had some deterrent effect on demon beasts. But these demon beasts seemed to ignore their fellows dying one by one, still attacking madly, determined to kill them in this secret realm.

This phenomenon was too strange. Apart from someone controlling them from behind, she couldn't think of any other possibility.

"That's impossible, right? After all, this secret realm was specially set up by the elders to train us," Tantai Ming casually pierced a tiger beast, letting out a breath. After a pause, he continued, "Although cultivators have accidentally died in secret realms in previous years, those were all accidents. The elders set difficulties with discretion. They wouldn't specifically arrange a beast tide to harm us, right?"

Chu Sang: "No, I mean, not the sect elders. There might be others who have secretly infiltrated the secret realm."

It was simple to verify this.

She released Hong Niang.

As soon as the pressure of a Nascent Soul stage demon beast was released, those previously arrogantly roaring demon beasts seemed to see something terrifying. They all lowered their bodies, throats emitting low growls, obviously extremely wary and wanting to flee.

Hong Niang narrowed her eyes. Silver-white spider silk shot out, instantly catching a Nascent Soul stage demon beast that hadn't managed to escape. She forced it to take human form, her hand with long red nails gripping its throat, pressing it to the ground with no power to resist. "Master, how do you want to deal with it?"

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"Is this year's grand competition assessment too strict? It's more than a little harder than previous years......"

"Even Nascent Soul stage demon beasts have come out. This is too terrifying."

"And this beast tide is so strange. I'm lighting a candle in my heart for these people, hoping they don't go in without coming out."

Not only were the spectating cultivators in the stands discussing animatedly, but the elders on the high platform were also somewhat puzzled.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master had specially come over to inquire about related matters.

The originally set checkpoints had been passed smoothly by the disciples...... but this demon beast tide was not among the checkpoints.

"We didn't set this checkpoint, did we? Isn't the difficulty of this checkpoint a bit too high?"

"I didn't set this checkpoint."

"I didn't set it either."

"Old Wang, you sly dog, did you secretly play tricks? I remember you snuck in extra stuff in the last sect grand competition!"

"Old Li, are your old eyes going dim? I'm Old Lei."

"I, Wang Fengxian, have always acted upright. You old slippery fellow, don't falsely accuse people!"

"I've been thinking it was you old fellows who, seeing your increased difficulty checkpoints easily passed, weren't satisfied and secretly increased the difficulty for the disciples again."

"You're talking nonsense. My dear disciple is still in there. How could I bear to do that!"

Finally, the elders realized something was wrong. This training secret realm was different from what they had envisioned.

The difficulty the disciples were encountering was not what they should be able to bear at their level.

"I'm afraid outsiders have interfered. Quick! Terminate the secret realm." The disciples who had made it to the team competition were all the cream of the crop of this generation in their cultivation world, future pillars of the cultivation world.

If this group of geniuses were to perish in the secret realm, the cultivation world's strength would be greatly reduced in the future. Who would benefit from that?

It was easy to imagine!

They weren't unaware that the other three realms were eyeing them covetously, always wanting to sneakily make some small moves. But normally, those things didn't have the guts to directly cause trouble in the cultivation world under everyone's watch......

"Ancient secret realms have their own consciousness. Once opened, they can only end after half a month. No outsiders can enter midway."

"Notify those young disciples, temporarily change the mission. Tell them to protect themselves well in the secret realm."

"Xiao Chu Sang and the others are in for a tough time this time." Immortal Chanyu frowned.

"You mean the young miss and the others are in great danger......" Chengying stared unblinkingly at the activity on the platform, clenching his fists, very worried.

Unfortunately, he wasn't a sect member and couldn't enter the team competition assessment. He could only anxiously wait outside.

At this time on the light screen, after rounds and rounds of fighting, everyone had temporarily stabilized most of the demon beasts. Hong Niang subdued a Nascent Soul stage demon beast leader, asking Chu Sang what to do.

Chu Sang had confiscated the treasure stores of the Myriad Killings Sect and Yan Wangxing back then, collecting many unorthodox books from them. She had read a bit when bored, including a kind of evil technique called soul searching.

After the fifth attempt to pry some information from the small leader's mouth, almost being bitten back, the good-tempered Chu Sang indicated she had lost patience and directly used soul searching.

The demon cultivator's gaze became vacant, ceasing to struggle. A black legal imprint appeared on his forehead.

"...It's the Soul Capture Seal." Ling Yu frowned.

"What's the Soul Capture Seal? Where did you learn about it?" Wen Renyue turned to look at him.

"This is a secret technique of the Ghost Xuan Sect." He paused, then continued gently, "I'm not too sure. When I was training before, I happened to see evil cultivators from the Ghost Xuan Sect harming common people once. The curse they used was very similar to what Little Junior Sister and the others encountered in the secret realm. It might be the same one."

"You mean, ghost cultivators have infiltrated the secret realm??" Wen Renyue was greatly shocked, unable to understand. The sect grand competition was a major event held every ten years in the cultivation world. The Eight Great Sects had layer upon layer of screening before the competition. They absolutely wouldn't allow other forces to infiltrate.

This had never happened in previous years. Why did it happen to Little Junior Sister and the others?

"There are always gaps even in the tightest defenses. It was indeed unexpected." Ling Yu sighed lightly. "The other three realms have long been eyeing this piece of fat meat that is the cultivation world. Whether it's the ghost realm, demon realm, or devil realm, they all have spies mixed in. Perhaps even in this venue, in the Eight Great Sects, there might be spies they've secretly placed."

"That's too scary." Wen Renyue clicked her tongue, not continuing this topic. She raised her head to continue watching the light screen on the platform, worried for Little Junior Sister and the others.

Mu Changqing, however, looked thoughtfully at Ling Yu. The beast race's perceptive abilities were far stronger than human cultivators'. From the first moment he saw this person, he felt this human was very strange.

The aura on his body was very unusual.

It didn't seem like the aura of an ordinary human cultivator, but rather mixed with an indescribable faint, strange energy......

He saw Ling Yu stand up to leave and followed.

After leaving everyone's sight, he lazily called out to the person in front, "Where are you going?"

Ling Yu stopped.

"What I want to do is none of your business, is it?" Ling Yu felt somewhat offended by his following and showed some displeasure on his usually gentle face.

Mu Changqing circled around to his front, looking him up and down contemptuously. "Everyone else is watching the competition. Why have you been disinterested from start to finish?"

"And sneaking out alone secretly. You don't have bad intentions, wanting to do something harmful, do you?"

"Given the current relationship between the demon realm and the cultivation world that everyone can see, if someone really wanted to do harm, perhaps your motives would be greater than mine." Ling Yu's lips also curled into a gentle smile.

He also disliked this pure-blooded demon cultivator.

At this moment, these two people reached a certain consensus—they both extremely repelled the aura on the other.

"If you really haven't done anything sneaky, then what's this?" Mu Changqing took out a message paper crane, casually waving it at his fingertip. It was exactly what Ling Yu had secretly released after leaving everyone's sight.

Mu Changqing was certain this person definitely had a problem!

Opening it, the smile on his face froze for a moment.

"May I ask, Third Junior Brother, what problem is there with this message paper crane?" A look of confusion appeared on Ling Yu's handsome face as he calmly explained, "I often receive recruitment and commissions from various families when I'm out training. I was just replying to them."

"...You're lucky." Mu Changqing expressionlessly crushed the paper crane in his hand, gave him a cold look, then turned and left.

Ling Yu sighed lightly, seeming to find the other's coming and going quite nonsensical. After a moment's pause, he also followed.

"Where did you two go just now? How could you run off at such an important time!"

Wen Renyue beckoned the two to come sit beside her, even dividing a packet of melon seeds between them.

Seeing her relaxed demeanor, Mu Changqing looked up. Chu Sang and the others had turned danger into safety. Those demon beasts had all been driven away by them.

The people manipulating from behind had also revealed their tracks. Unable to withstand the group of sect disciples, they had escaped into the space-time rift, disappearing.

"That person just now had the aura of a ghost cultivator," Su Chen'an said. "Not just one aura, there should be several people."

"They can even use space-time rifts to escape. How can we catch them!" Tantai Ming said in frustration.

Just now, the sect elders had issued new competition rules to them—In addition to repairing rifts, they were to find the infiltrators in the secret realm and apprehend them.

"Not necessarily." Chu Sang looked towards the My Buddha Sect they had encountered. Wasn't this a pillow sent when they were sleepy?