917: Chapter 0917: Little Ya is Here 917: Chapter 0917: Little Ya is Here A group of people observed their surroundings and quickly chose a direction to head in.

They were also afraid of using spiritual power and being detected by the people from the Mystic Yin Sect, so they all relied on their eyes to scramble around.

The Shenxu Daoist rubbed his palms together, excitedly exclaiming, “We’ve hit the jackpot!

With these masters leading the way, we can just follow behind and reap the rewards like a fisherman benefiting from a fight between snipe and clam.”

Liuu Jiangnan said worriedly, “Master, shall we follow them?”

“Of course!”

The Shenxu Daoist’s eyes shone with greed, as if he saw a group of female cultivators right in front of him waiting for him to harvest.

Long Fei and the others had originally planned to act alone after coming up, never expecting to run into the masters from the four major sects.

They exchanged glances and decided to follow the Shenxu Daoist and his group.

Bald Dog’s nose was very sensitive, and he reminded Long Fei, “Master, the scent of rouge is getting stronger up ahead.”

Long Fei noticed it too without needing to be told.

They bypassed the garden, where a group of female cultivators were already clashing with the young masters from the four major sects.

It turned out the place ahead was the resting area of the Mystic Yin Sect disciples, with small courtyards and houses of various sizes.

The courtyards now served as a healing area for the disciples, with hundreds of female cultivators lying on the ground receiving treatment.

Seeing the young disciples from the four major sects suddenly appear, they were all taken aback, and over a hundred female cultivators drew their longswords and surrounded the newcomers.

Among them, the leading female disciple was as beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal.

Dressed in a pale green robe and white dress, her gentle face was indescribably charming and moving, accompanied by eyes as clear as water, which could easily elicit affection at first sight.

A woman shouted, “Audacious rogues, how dare you intrude upon the Mystic Yin Sect’s forbidden territory!”

The old man laughed heartily, “My dear girl, that’s quite the bold statement you’ve made.

When two armies clash, there are no forbidden lands.

I am Daoist Cang Lang, an Elder of the Celestial Master Sect, and I’ve come today to exterminate the Mystic Yin Sect.

If you know what’s good for you, surrender now, and I might just spare your lives.”

“So it’s you bandits.”

The group of female cultivators scowled and cursed, each raising her sword.

The leading woman addressed Cang Lang Daoist without disrespect or submission, “Elder, you are a person of high virtue and respectability.

How can you stoop to such despicable tactics as attacking from behind?”

Daoist Cang Lang stroked his beard and chuckled, “There’s no point in trying to provoke me.

All my life, I have acted on my heart’s desires.

All those rules you mentioned are for antiquated people to follow, not for me.

Heaven cherishes all life, so I will not bother with you girls.

Summon your Sect Master, and let her duel with me.”

“Our Sect Master is not someone you can just demand to see!”

One of the disciples, fiery-tempered, drew her sword and leapt into the air, thrusting her sword straight at Daoist Cang Lang.

Daoist Cang Lang shook his head with a sigh, “Why must it come to this?”

With a casual wave of his hand, he struck out a palm towards the woman.

With a loud boom, the woman immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood, flew backward for a hundred meters or so, and slammed into a large hall, her breath cut off immediately.

“Third Senior Sister!”

“Damn it!

How dare you kill my Senior Sister, we’ll fight you to the death!”

“To the death!”

The group of female disciples became enraged, all wanting to rush the old man and fight desperately.

The leading woman stopped them, knowing that the Elder’s cultivation level was on a completely different level from theirs.

Now that the enemy had reached their backyard, the best they could do was delay for time until the Sect Master returned.

But as for the Sect Master whom the old man wanted to meet, her whereabouts were currently unknown.

He frowned at the group of little girls and sneered, “I get it now.

Your Sect Master isn’t even in the Sect right now.”

A group of female Cultivators looked at each other silently.

This silence was equivalent to an implicit acknowledgment of the situation at hand.

Daoist Cang Lang burst into loud laughter, “So it is, no wonder I haven’t been discovered by anyone along the way.

It turns out your Sect Master has become a coward and fled alone, leaving you here to face death in vain!”

“What nonsense are you talking about!”

The faces of the group of female Cultivators flushed with anger.

The group of young Cultivators next to the old man laughed triumphantly, “Elder Cang Lang, why bother with them?

Just kill them all and quickly regroup with our masters up ahead!”

“Daoist Qing Chuan, you’re really heartless.

These girls are each beautiful as flowers; how could you bear to harm them?”

“Daoist Wu Chen, it seems you’re blinded by lust, aren’t you?

They are not ordinary girls; they can kill with a sword in hand.”

“Stop talking; I love this kind of rose with thorns.

It’s women who can wield a sword that have the flavor.

None of you move; let me have a little match with them.”

“Elder Cang Lang, these are all just kids.

We can handle them; you go ahead and cut off their retreat.”

The group uttered vulgarities, their eyes shining brightly as they stared at the female Cultivators.

Old Cang Lang stroked his beard and smiled, “Well then, I’ll let you few youngsters have your way.”

He laughed as he left for the front, and in a leap, he disappeared without a trace.

The leading woman breathed a sigh of relief; without the old man there, she felt she could handle the male Cultivators to an extent.

At this moment, Long Fei clenched his hands together.

Even though he was used to grand scenes, his heart still couldn’t help but race when he saw this girl.

The great Sect Master of the Yin Yang Sect’s eyes were now shining brightly.

Chu Feng smiled at him and patted his shoulder comfortingly, “Look, she’s fine, isn’t she!”

“It’s been tough for her these past days!”

Long Fei sighed lightly, not expecting Wang Xiaoya to actually be here.

Everything seemed like a dream.

Seeing Wang Xiaoya again, her demeanor had completely changed, no longer the pitiable receptionist from the city.

She stood in front of the group of female Cultivators, already embodying the responsibility and elegance of a Sect leader.

Liuu Jiangnan noticed Long Fei’s expression and, connecting it with Long Fei’s behavior along the way, had the feeling that he was hiding something from them.

His master, Shenxu Daoist, was too busy eyeing the group of female Cultivators, his eyes shining as he murmured, “Good heavens, we must be under an Immortal’s protection to stumble upon such a big catch today!

Once they’re done fighting, these injured female Cultivators will all be ours.”

Long Fei ignored him, having chatted throughout the journey.

He knew that Shenxu Daoist wasn’t a great villain.

It was just that after practicing certain fringe techniques, some things were not presentable in good society.

Now that it was confirmed Wang Xiaoya was here, these female Cultivators were essentially people of Long Fei’s own Sect.

Whether for reasons of alliance or otherwise, Long Fei had to ensure their safety.

Shenxu Daoist, as an ally, would have to be abandoned down the mountain later, to go seek other maidens elsewhere.

In the meantime, among the group of male Cultivators, Qing Chuan, whose killing intent was the fiercest, held a green Longsword, glaring coldly at Wang Xiaoya and her group as he shouted, “Witches of the Demon Sect, do not think that just because you are women, I will not dare to kill you.

Kneel and surrender now, and I may spare you a path to life.

Otherwise, death without mercy.”

Two female Cultivators at Wang Xiaoya’s side exclaimed sharply, “Audacious scoundrel, how dare you be so presumptuous!”

Their Longswords revealed, they charged together at Qing Chuan.

With the green Longsword in Qing Chuan’s hand revealed, killing intent surged forth like a cyan rainbow, and with a casual swing.

Pfft, pfft, two muffled sounds were heard, and the two female Cultivators were struck down, blood spraying on the spot.

Shenxu Daoist cried out in shock, “My heavens, could that be the Qingsuo Sword from Mount Shu?”