The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 524 - 20 Urgent Matter

Chapter 524: Chapter 20 Urgent Matter

Since Ling Xuedu had no authority to question, he could only seek someone who did have the authority to speak with Yin Tianxia.

The blood-clothed youth extended his pale right hand and smoothly created a slit on his wrist, from which blood surged out and flowed in the air.

The flowing blood expanded gradually and formed a bloody face with closed eyes in mid-air.

As the face took shape, the closed eyes slowly opened, and a deep voice filled the hall, "Yin Tianxia, what are your terms?"

"The terms have been laid out; I will take the life of Yin Mei Hall Master, Mu Xiuxiang," Yin Tianxia replied firmly, his voice resolute.

"The Yin Mei Hall is the origin of your Yin Demon Sect, and Mu Xiuxiang, in essence, is also your grand-uncle in the sect. Do you really want to kill her?" the bloody face inquired.

"Ha ha ha ha..." Yin Tianxia suddenly burst into laughter. "I dare to kill my own master, why would I hesitate to kill a so-called grand-uncle?"

"Can you afford the price, then?" the bloody face continued.

"There’s no need for any price to be paid; the Heavenly Demon Palace will swallow this indignation," Yin Tianxia declared, sweeping his sleeve.

"Really?" The bloody face closed its eyes, the blood moving slowly as if its owner was pondering.

After a moment, the bloody face opened its eyes and said, "If that is the case, the Blood Demon Sect will help you lure out Mu Xiuxiang. Yin Tianxia, I trust your reputation, remember not to disappoint me."

"Good." Yin Tianxia stood, and for the first time, the leader of the Six Demon Sects fully unleashed his aura, making the entire hall feel as if submerged deep in the ocean. An immense pressure emanated from all directions, suffocating those present.

Even Ling Xuedu, a Divinity Realm practitioner, felt the immense pressure, and Yun Wuyue, who stood beside, would have been dead if not for Yin Tianxia’s deliberate protection.

"Xue Ya, since you have the courage to make this decision, I naturally will not disappoint you. In the battle between Heavenly and Demon Dao, I will give my all," announced Yin Tianxia.

"I shall await and see," replied the bloody face.

The bloody visage dissolved back into a stream of blood, slowly flowing back into the wound on Ling Xuedu’s wrist, reentering his body.

"Yin Sect Master, now that our talk has concluded, I will take my leave," Ling Xuedu said, showing more respect after witnessing his sect leader speaking on equal terms with Yin Tianxia.

"Mhm, you may leave," Yin Tianxia responded with a wave of his hand.

Ling Xuedu gave a respectful bow and walked out of the hall. Having not realized Yin Tianxia’s might before could be forgiven, but now, understanding his strength, if he were to leave haughtily as he had before, it would be akin to wishing for a quicker death.

After Ling Xuedu departed, Yin Tianxia sat back on his throne and advised Yun Wuyue beside him, "Wuyue, although your strength has advanced quickly, it lacks depth. From today, you will retreat and cultivate painstakingly in the Taiyin Cave. Come out only when you reach the late-stage Divine Origin."

"Yes, Master," answered Yun Wuyue.

It was just as well; she felt her own strength was lacking. While the Taiyin Cave was arduous, compared to the pain of being inadequate in power, this bit of hardship was negligible.

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Meanwhile, Qing Yu, Zhang Xuanji, and Fatty Meng, all in tattered clothes, met and changed into their Daoist robes at another location, the stunning figure of a Daoist reappearing.

"Even in Dragon Tiger Mountain, a sacred site of the Taoist sects, Daoists with an appearance like yours are few and far between," Zhang Xuanji praised upon seeing Qing Yu.

"The praise does not equate to the debt of saving my life. Hand it over," Qing Yu responded, stretching out his hand.

"You speak so directly, aren’t you afraid that I’ll just default on my promise?"

Despite his words, Zhang Xuanji handed over the freshly written ’Nine Tripods Elixir Scripture, Part I’ to Qing Yu.

Although Zhang Xuanji was a ruthless and indifferent person regarding human life, he had quite a few redeeming qualities. Gratitude and fidelity were among his greatest virtues.

Otherwise, the Shadow King wouldn’t have chosen to invest in him, and the two wouldn’t have collaborated closely for the past twenty years.

After receiving the thick Elixir Scripture, Qing Yu casually flipped through it; it was filled with diagrams and various Elixir Formulas, including some fine-print annotations. How Zhang Xuanji had managed to transcribe it all in such a short time, Qing Yu couldn’t fathom.

Even though Qing Yu had taken a bath before changing clothes, and everyone understood that a man’s bathing time isn’t lengthy, it was bewildering how Zhang Xuanji had accomplished it.

"Brother Xuanji, that’s refreshingly straightforward!" Qing Yu clapped his hands and praised.

"Alchemy is not martial arts; there’s no need to compete to see who’s superior. On the contrary, if there’s another alchemist of equal skill, I could discuss and learn through comparison. Originally, I had given a copy to the Shadow King, and now I am giving one to you; I hope you won’t disappoint me," Zhang Xuanji casually stated.

"Also, you promised me a chance to capture the Corpse Scattering Person. When will it arise?"

Zhang Xuanji had long been curious about the Corpse Scattering Person’s unusual Corpse Pill. In the past, whenever the Heavenly Demon Palace had people moving in the worldly society, they wouldn’t be Corpse Scattering Persons but normal martial artists.

Now that the Heavenly Demon Palace had finally awakened the Corpse Scattering Person, Zhang Xuanji didn’t want to miss this chance.

Qing Yu thought for a moment and said, "The timing isn’t right yet, but since Brother Xuanji is getting impatient, I’ll take you to see if there’s a suitable opportunity to act sooner."

As the two were about to leave, Meng Yunfei suddenly came running in, accompanied by a peculiar falcon.

"A Thousand-mile Messenger Falcon, something urgent from the Shadow King?" Qing Yu exclaimed in surprise.

The strange-looking falcon known as the "Thousand-mile Messenger Falcon" was the exclusive message eagle of the Shadow King and was only used for urgent messages.

A Thousand-mile Messenger Falcon indicated that the Shadow King had urgent matters for Qing Yu or Zhang Xuanji.

"Sir, here is your message," Meng Yunfei said upon arriving, finding that the person referred to as the Hidden Mirror Man was shrouded in white mist, making it impossible to discern any true form. Surprised but not showing it, he respectfully presented the Thousand-mile Messenger Falcon.

This was due to Qing Yu deliberately practicing to temporarily create the effect, not wishing to reveal his true appearance to Meng Yunfei.

"Hmm," Qing Yu nodded indifferently, took the Thousand-mile Messenger Falcon, removed the message cylinder from its leg, extracted the message, and read it closely.

"Come quickly."

The message contained only these two words.

’Why must I come quickly?’ Qing Yu was somewhat puzzled.

However, since the Shadow King had matters that required attention, Qing Yu was naturally willing to lend a hand. After all, the Shadow King’s generosity was well-known.

The ’Upper Pure Miao Youwan Pill Transformation Skill’ alone had saved Qing Yu considerable effort and might even accelerate his breakthrough to the True Pill stage by several years if repeated a few times.

"Brother Xuanji, I apologize. There’s urgent business from the Shadow King; the matter of the Corpse Scattering Person will have to wait for another time," Qing Yu said, seemingly helpless.

Zhang Xuanji, aware of the urgency of the Shadow King’s matters and knowing that Qing Yu, like himself, was not one to rise early without profit, could only look at Qing Yu with resigned eyes as he boarded the White Phoenix and gracefully departed.

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