CHAPTER 265: CHAPTER 265: EASILY SUPPRESSED

"Ah?"

"Oh no!"

"Phew—"

The women around Hua Yixing all let out a sigh of relief.

Shen Ying withdrew the Peach Blossom Evil surrounding her and came to Lu Zheng’s side, looking at the old monk with disdain.

Liu Qingyan still maintained a calm demeanor, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Hmph!"

The spell was broken, and the old monk couldn’t help but grunt, feeling as though a heavy hammer had struck his chest, causing his vital energy and blood to stagnate.

"Who are you?" The old monk looked at Lu Zheng in disbelief.

Lu Zheng’s recent move wasn’t overpowering, but he had precisely deconstructed the coverage of the Mist God Valley, using skill to break the method, putting the old monk at a disadvantage; otherwise, the old monk wouldn’t be foolishly questioning but turning around to flee.

"Are you a disciple of the Flower Cloud Sect or a member of the Mistress Sect Lineage?" The old monk squinted his eyes and slowly retreated two steps, "Didn’t expect you to sneak into Yizhou instead of confronting the Anomaly Suppression Bureau in the south? I have no enmity with you all, coming from Mist God Valley."

"Flower Cloud Sect?"

"Mistress Sect Lineage?"

Just listening to the names suggests they’re not orthodox paths. How did the old monk come to misunderstand Lu Zheng this way?

The women around Hua Yixing all looked at Lu Zheng, while Liu Qingyan and Shen Ying’s gazes were full of oddity.

"Pah!" Lu Zheng spat, and with a serious expression, said, "I am a disciple of the Renowned and Orthodox Sects!"

"Impossible!" The old monk instinctively retorted, "Your methods are more flamboyant than mine. I’ve lived for decades, and in the aspect of Paradise temptation, I’m far inferior to you. If you’re not a hundred-year-old fiend, then you must carry the inheritance of a major faction!"

Hua Yixing Group: (⊙o⊙)

What just happened? Was it Lu Zheng who broke the old monk’s spell? How did he break it? Why does this old monk look so full of admiration?

Darn it...

I was just indulging in a whim to point something out, how did I become an old fiend?

Any Hua Country youth could point out these pieces of knowledge for you. Does this mean all Hua Country youths are old fiends?

"Stop babbling! You already made your move, now it’s my turn!"

Lu Zheng lightly admonished, flicked his hand, and a Red Jade Sword bounced out, transforming into a three-foot thin sword, shooting towards the old monk.

"Flying Sword?"

The old monk was taken aback, "You’re not a disciple of the Flower Cloud Sect; are you a member of the Paradise Sword Sect of the Mistress Lineage?"

Lu Zheng: ???

The old monk retreated, brought out an alms bowl, and faced the Red Jade Sword.

"Ding!"

The Red Jade Sword was knocked away.

The old monk continued, "Since a fellow Taoist has arrived first, it is naturally improper for me to compete with the fellow Taoist, I leave these women to you, allowing you to break through emotionally and improve in Dao practice."

The old monk chuckled wickedly, dug a pit for Lu Zheng, and then turned to leave.

Regardless, the old monk had already settled on Lu Zheng’s identity, thinking his interactions with the women were either out of pure interest or cultivating a particular technique.

Therefore, since Lu Zheng broke his spell, the old monk deliberately exposed Lu Zheng’s identity to make those women wary.

Although Mist God Valley has no enmity with the Mistress Sect Lineage, they have no rapport either. If you simply break my spell, am I not allowed to expose your plan?

"You think you can leave?"

Lu Zheng sneered, gently turning his sword finger, and the Red Jade Sword traced a circle, once again aiming for the old monk’s neck.

This isn’t a joke, Lu Zheng certainly wouldn’t let the old monk leave; you intended to annihilate us all, failing to win then wanting to leave, what kind of logic is that?

"Hmm?"

The old monk abruptly turned back, "You still want to detain this old man?"

Lu Zheng sighed, lightly moved his fingers, and all six Red Jade Swords flew out, shooting across the courtyard.

Shen Ying pinched the seal technique, and endless Peach Blossom Evil instantly enveloped Five Beauties Manor.

The old monk’s eyes narrowed; Lu Zheng and Shen Ying’s cultivation were no inferior to his. Now that his Paradise Heavenly Maiden’s Bewitching Divine Realm was broken, he obviously couldn’t win in a fight, but to think they could keep him... was that overly ambitious?

Glaring fiercely at Lu Zheng, the old monk’s alms bowl emitted rays of divine light, carrying strands of spiritual power, twisting the trajectory of the flying swords and the Peach Blossom Evil, missing him.

By the time he turned around again, the old monk had reached the manor gate, waved his hand, and was about to turn and leave.

"Supreme Infinite, Three Pristine Imperial Decree, Freeze!"

A soft shout, and the old monk suddenly felt stiff, then the space before his eyes twisted, revealing Lu Zheng’s figure.

"Illusion Technique?" The old monk wanted to speak, but at that moment, besides his thoughts, nothing in his body could move.

"Body-Freezing Curse?" The old monk finally reacted, and his True Qi surged wild, breaking free from the Body-Freezing Curse’s restraint in the next moment.

"Swish swish swish—"

But just as he broke free from the restraint, countless Peach Blossom Evils entered the old monk’s body, using his body as a battlefield, clashing at high speeds with his internal True Qi.

"Pft!"

The old monk sprayed blood wildly from his mouth and fell over backwards.

Lu Zheng caught up, slapped the old monk’s abdomen under the dantian, True Qi poured in, locking his meridians and acupoints, then activated the "Nine Heavens Golden Palace True God Transformation Technique," transforming into a sharp arrow, piercing into the old monk’s mind.

"Ah!"

The old monk let out a scream, crashing back to the central courtyard, simultaneously feeling his mind in chaos, suffering a severe spiritual trauma.

Neither spells nor spirit secret techniques could be executed anymore, he barely opened his eyes, seeing Peach Blossom Evils filling the courtyard and Red Jade Swords suspended in mid-air, the old monk felt terrified and hurriedly raised his hand to show weakness, "Wait!"

Cautiously glancing at Lu Zheng, the old monk hurriedly said, "We are all from the Southern Border, with Great Jing pressure from the north, why engage in mutual slaughter? Let’s resolve any misunderstandings, I’m willing to apologize; whatever request you have, just ask!"

The old monk looked at Lu Zheng with expectant eyes.

Actually, he now realized Lu Zheng might not be from the Southern Border, yet Lu Zheng’s previous performance made him think this could be someone from the Jing Dynasty’s internal dark path.

Thus, for the sake of survival, the old monk decided to let the mistake continue, ignoring this problem, hoping Lu Zheng would develop greed, ensuring his life would be spared.

Lu Zheng didn’t unleash a killing blow immediately, implying he had questions.

"Have numerous sects from the Southern Border infiltrated the Central Plains?" Lu Zheng asked.

"Yes!" The old monk nodded; there was nothing to hide about this situation.

"Why?"

"Several major sects of the Southern Border have formed an alliance, agreeing not to attack each other but to disrupt the Jing Dynasty." The old monk explained; this was no secret.

"Which sects have infiltrated the Central Plains, and what are their cultivation technique characteristics?"

Finally getting to a point for negotiation, the old monk smiled, "Please lift the spell first, and let me leave; I’ll have someone send details of each sect’s secrets to you."