A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 283: Chapter 243: Lu Qian Framed Me

Everyone’s heart was heavy with fear, especially with the might of the Golden Core, leaving them in awe. They only hoped that Master Fengfeng could quickly capture the enemy. Otherwise, relying solely on them, even when facing an exhausted Master Moyun, they would suffer heavy losses despite attacking en masse.

There had already been too many deaths today, and no one wanted to be the next.

At this moment, Master Moyun was in an extremely dire situation under Master Fengfeng’s hit-and-run tactics. The soaring spiritual pressure continuously shrank, his condition worsened, and his spiritual power plummeted, all signaling the imminent terrifying backlash from using the Poison Refining Secret Technique to drain the Golden Core.

If he couldn’t escape now, he would die here!

Master Moyun let out a howl of despair, waved his hand, and sliced open a massive wound on his chest, blood spraying out!

He mustered up his last strength and activated his divine technique once more, Blood Boiling Poison!

A large amount of blood was drawn out of his body, and he staggered, nearly falling from the clouds but managed to stand his ground.

In an instant, the blood surged, transforming into rising blood mist, which, under his control, absorbed all the various poisonous clouds and gases covering hundreds of feet, and then rapidly converged inward.

A poison dragon, swaying its head and tail, materialized, the scale armor gleaming with a brilliant yet dangerous poisonous light. Its massive mouth opened wide, ready to pounce on Master Fengfeng.

However, in his critical state, to activate the divine technique and control the poison dragon, Master Moyun stayed in the same spot for too long.

Master Fengfeng seized this opportunity sharply, roused the last of his spiritual power, the Golden Core within his Dantian shining brilliantly, and swung his right hand heavily.

Divine Technique, Mighty Wind!

An invisible, intangible, shadowless, and traceless wind surged, penetrating through the multi-colored poison dragon, through the Cloud Banner surrounding him, and gently imprinted on Master Moyun.

Like a lover’s gentle caress, but bringing death.

Master Moyun was instantly frozen in place, and the just-soaring poison dragon let out a mournful wail, disintegrating into a mass of poison clouds.

This was not the east, west, south, or north wind, nor the spring gold northern wind, nor the flowery willowy pine bamboo wind, but within the same tier, the all-encompassing, all-penetrating, indefensible ”Mighty Wind”!

This wind could directly penetrate layer upon layer of defenses, through the Niwan Palace, break the five organs, penetrate the six viscera, destroy the Dantian, dismantle the nine apertures, causing the flesh and bone to dissolve, the body turning to flying ash.

The only weakness of the Mighty Wind is that it is not fast. Once the enemy moves rapidly or uses various methods to conceal themselves, the Mighty Wind will struggle to hit the target.

So, Master Fengfeng had been biding his time, patiently wearing down Master Moyun’s stamina, waiting for an opportunity until now.

Master Moyun dumbly watched his gradually disintegrating body, feeling infinitely unwilling and full of regret.

I am of the bloodline of Jichuan Profound Monarch, the overlord of Cangzhou, yet I die here today!

Past events flashed rapidly, endless resentment carrying a name, Master Moyun shouted loudly, his voice echoing through the heavens: ”Bastard Lu Qian, set me up! Damned! Damned! Damned!”

”Lu Qian, Lie Tiansheng, I will wait for you in the Nine Netherworld!”

With a light sound, his entire body turned to flying ash, along with the mass of poison clouds, blown away by the Celestial Cyan Fan.

Upon hearing this, Lu Qian’s heart thundered, and he cried out in dismay.

Everyone was greatly shocked, their suspicious eyes instantly focusing on Lu Qian.

Why would Master Moyun know Lu Qian, what did he mean by saying Lu Qian set him up?

Objects from Master Moyun’s body clattered down, including several storage pouches. Master Fengfeng gestured from afar, and these items were drawn to him.

As they approached, a fierce toxic gas suddenly erupted, surging towards Master Fengfeng, precisely Master Moyun’s most proud Rotting God and Soul-Splitting Poison.

But Master Fengfeng was naturally prepared, and the ferocious toxic gas was immediately enveloped by a dense blue wind net, firmly binding it despite the violent conflict.

Supporting the pile of items with his remaining right hand, Master Fengfeng turned his cold gaze towards Lu Qian.

Lu Qian felt a chill all over his body and hurriedly knelt down.

Hee Yangchen, frantic, rushed over, shouting loudly, ”Lu Qian, what did Master Moyun mean just now?!”

Under immense pressure, Lu Qian’s Consciousness Collection fully opened, his divine thought racing, replaying the entire battle in his mind in an instant.

He heard himself let out a bitter smile, replying in a pained voice: ”I indeed had contact with this Master Moyun. At that time, when Chaosheng Sect destroyed my Yunshan Sect, it left behind a Sound Transmission Treasure Conch. Out of curiosity, I used the treasure conch for sound transmission, and on the other end was this Master Moyun.”

”At that time, he asked me to do something for him, which I firmly refused. Later, the conch never sounded again, and I thought it better to have fewer complications, so I didn’t report it.”

”This time, when the Yuqing Mountain Spirit Vein was promoted, I quickly offered the vein, not knowing he would come with people to seize the treasures within the vein. Now, thinking back, the matter he wanted me to handle should have been related to the Primordial Pearl.”

”What he said about setting up a scheme probably refers to me accidentally stumbling into it, inadvertently disrupting his plan, hence laying the blame on me. Alas, my sect has always been loyal to the Xuanguang Sect, who knew we’d encounter such matters...”

This battle, the Xuanguang Sect has truly suffered greatly.

The Third-Level High-Tier Spiritual Vein of Yuqing Mountain has vanished, and they did not gain the Primordial Pearl.

Most crucially, with the situation as it is, there is still no sign of Xuanguang Sect Leader Li Xingyuan, and two of the Five Peaks Peak Masters are missing, and Shouzhuo Sect Leader Tang Gongcheng is also missing, plus the Immortal Dragon Slayer Painting is lost, it’s basically certain they’re dead!

In addition to the unknown culprit killing Kong Xingrong, Huangfu Zhuqing, and the sacrifice of Guan Xuan, and Ruan Zi who just died...

Hiss, eight Foundation Establishment had perished! The core strength of Chongming County suffered a severe blow, and its combat power plummeted instantly.

Especially with the Patriarch of the Kong Family Castle dead, and both Shouzhuo Sect Foundation Establishment cultivators dead. The once-dominant factions of Chongming County’s northwest would never recover!

Such a huge loss in combat power cannot be compensated even if they gain all of Master Moyun’s and Skull Child’s possessions.

Master Fengfeng also lost an arm, suffered significant injuries, and with the critical Immortal Dragon Slayer Painting lost, if the northern enemies of Sanshan County were to attack, how could they resist?

In such circumstances, if severe punishment were to be inflicted on Yunshan Sect, it wouldn’t be destroying their own defensive wall, but it would be demoting a valuable general, only pleasing the enemy.

From analyzing this situation, if Lu Qian’s reasoning was sufficiently valid and reasonable, Master Fengfeng might lift him up high and let him off lightly?

However, with Master Fengfeng’s erratic mood and reckless actions, would he choose to swallow his pride?

In the terrifying silence, Master Fengfeng suddenly asked, ”Hee Yangchen, what do you think? Is what Lu Qian said true?”

The sudden question made Hee Yangchen pale with fright, hurriedly bowing to the ground.

To Hee Yangchen, the Yunshan Sect was considered his fostered force, always needing to preserve it intact.

Now with Li Xingyuan dead, and only three of the Five Peaks Peak Masters left, the struggle for the Xuanguang Sect leadership was imminent, and Hee Yangchen needed the strength and support of the Yunshan Sect to compete for the Xuanguang Sect leadership; this was a shared prosperity.

And Master Fengfeng knew Hee Yangchen’s close ties with Yunshan Sect; if Yunshan Sect were accused of any wrongdoing, he couldn’t escape responsibility either, a charge of failing to oversee, bringing great loss to the sect, would mean he wouldn’t get to be the leader, a shared loss.

He was already tied to the Yunshan Sect, sharing honor and disgrace, so under ordinary circumstances, he would need to find a way to help Yunshan Sect through this crisis.

However, he now faced Master Fengfeng, who held the power of an entire county, with supreme authority, deciding life and death in a moment, the always unpredictable and cruel Supreme Elder.

If his statement was inappropriate and provoked Master Fengfeng’s wrath, would he be killed along with them?

Hee Yangchen bowed his head low, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.