The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 537 - 33: Guess

Chapter 537: Chapter 33: Guess

The air roared, and as the two great masters fully displayed their strength, the battle between them turned out to be unexpectedly monumental.

Qingyu watched silently from a distance, observing the collision between the sword light embodying the essence of the Four Symbols and the Blood Soul Sand tide, feeling a rare trace of shock in his heart.

"It seems I am still some distance away from the true peak of the True Pill Realm."

Without using the Xuanyin Twelve Swords, Qingyu would definitely not be a match for either of the two opponents; his foundation was still somewhat lacking.

Even the previously tried assimilation reversal ability could not nullify the True Qi of the current combatants. With such a significant difference in foundation, any miraculous technique would be significantly less effective.

Moreover, Qingyu had only just started this and had not perfected it yet.

While pondering, a blue sword light slashed from the right. The sword light carried a sweetish putrid smell, evidently another Poison Skill.

Qingyu still watched the ongoing duel without averting his eyes. Qiuli effortlessly neutralized the sword light with a casual flick.

While he couldn’t handle Xuan Shang and Lin Qiuxuan, dealing with someone on the same level as Lin Feng in the True Pill Realm was still easy.

"Daoist advises you not to act rashly, otherwise... that fellow named ’Lin Feng’ will serve as a warning to you," Qingyu said with hands behind his back, while Qiuli clasped his arm, speaking loudly.

The "Poison Immortal Body" was indeed powerful, but these two had not yet mastered it fully, possessing unavoidable flaws. The shortcomings of their Poison Skill, if discovered, could be a fatal weakness to end them.

Like Lin Feng, he thought he had planned well by exposing his weakness to Qingyu, which instead led to his own suffering from the backlash of his Poison Skill.

In the quiet forest, it was unknown whether the man heeded Qingyu’s warning, but as long as he did not act, Qingyu was naturally happy to enjoy the peace.

Qingyu also understood what Xuan Shang and Lin Qiuxuan had said earlier. These three were not here for vengeance; rather, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect had taken something from someone else and intended to severely injure Xuan Shang.

In that case, Qingyu need not worry about losing this fighter.

Moreover, with Xuan Shang’s strength, there was actually no need to worry about defeat; injuring him severely would be difficult.

"Hmm?" Qingyu suddenly raised an eyebrow, "It seems I can’t watch this play much longer."

From the distance, a stream of pure and harmonious energy approached from the Taoist Temple.

Xuanzhen had arrived.

It seemed the significant commotion earlier had made this Su Nu Peak Peak Master unable to stay away. Just like the hidden employer, Xuanzhen’s impression of Xuan Shang was still from ten years ago; they did not know how much Xuan Shang had improved over these years.

The improvement was so significant that Lin Qiuxuan found it difficult to defeat Xuan Shang.

Moreover, in this battle, it seemed Xuan Shang had advanced further; the Four Symbols Ultimate Skills, the Heavenly Yan Four Symbols Palm, or rather the Heavenly Yan Four Symbols Sword, was almost perfected.

Qingyu had made some discoveries, and naturally, the two combatants also noticed Xuanzhen’s approach.

The Blood Soul Sand formed a massive sandstorm, breaking through the sword Qi; Lin Qiuxuan leaped into the air, stepping on the cloud-like, flowing suspended Blood Soul Sand, "Today’s battle ends here. Daoist Xuan Shang can rest assured, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect will only strike once, after this, we will no longer bother you."

Another black-clothed man hiding in the forest also leaped onto the Blood Soul Sand holding the Lin Feng, who was suffering from the backlash of his Poison Skill, and the three quickly departed.

"Junior Brother Xuan Shang, Daoist Qingyu."

A woman in jade-colored Taoist robes gently landed on a fallen tree, asking with concern, "Have you been injured?"

"I was uninjured, thank you for your concern, Daoist," the white-haired Daoist said as he walked out of the forest with Qiuli, speaking slowly yet quickly, and smiling.

"Sister," Xuan Shang said with a cold expression as he landed not far from Xuanzhen, and sternly questioned, "What exactly is your purpose in coming here today?"

"Brother..." Xuanzhen was somewhat baffled as to why Xuan Shang had suddenly become so indifferent.

"Daoist," Qingyu quietly transmitted his voice, "like this, like that..."

Qingyu relayed everything Lin Qiuxuan had told him earlier to Xuanzhen via voice transmission.

After hearing this, Xuanzhen’s complexion also suddenly turned extremely grim; she had the same suspicion as Xuan Shang.

"This... Daoist Qingyu, could you please..."

"Daoist Qingyu is my close friend, I trust him completely," Xuan Shang interrupted.

"In that case, I’ll speak plainly," Xuanzhen sighed, "Since two years ago, when Senior Brother Xuanfeng brought back the victimized Junior Nephew Qingyu from Yang City, who had suffered harm from Xuan Guang, our Sect has had underlying currents stirring..."

The eyes of the victimized Junior Nephew Qingyu suddenly became a bit vacant.

"Junior Nephew Qingyu was subjected to extremely brutal torture before his death and died under the sword Qi of Qingzhou—an enemy allied with Qingxu, who used the Xuanwu Sea Control. This has caused many to harbor doubts about his death.

And the Sect Leader Brother is not enthusiastic about pursuing the traitorous Xuan Guang, merely offering a bounty for his capture, yet the people of our Sect remain inactive. This has also caused those who followed Master Xuan to doubt, believing there still might be, cough, a collusion between Sect Leader Brother and Xuan Guang..."

"Just say that the two of them still have connections; keeping lingering ties," Xuan Shang scoffed coldly.

’Lingering ties indeed.’ Qingyu thought to himself with a sneer.

Though ’lingering ties’ fit the situation, the phrase usually refers to romantic relationships. Applied to Xuan Chen and Xuan Guang, it felt rather peculiar.

"Cough cough," Xuanzhen choked slightly and lightly coughed, "The tragic state of Junior Nephew Qingyu weighs heavily on many hearts. Moreover, after Senior Brother Xuanfeng was captured by Xuan Guang and then returned unharmed, his appearance began to age. He has since only tended to flowers and plants, gradually becoming indistinguishable from an ordinary old person living out his final years. Thinking of Senior Brother Xuanfeng, who also used to follow Master Xuan, they are even more suspicious that Sect Leader Brother might start to reconcile past events."

"Ha, those who betray, pitiable yet despicable!" Xuan Shang said scornfully.

In the past, many were lackluster in their efforts due to Xuan Guang’s sabotage, and some even turned traitor at the critical moment. Xuan Shang had little sympathy for such individuals.

Furthermore, upon learning that some among these people had concealed an Image Stone yet had not thought to expose Xuan Chen, Xuan Shang grew even more dissatisfied, feeling that everyone could be the deepest traitor.

Wait a minute...

Xuan Shang suddenly thought of what Xuanzhen had said earlier.

Xuanfeng was captured by Xuan Guang? And after returning to the mountain, he began to age?

Being all from the True Pill Realm, Xuan Shang immediately realized that this must be a huge transformation in Xuanfeng’s mental state. But what was this change?

The Image Stone, only the Image Stone.

A sudden revelation struck Xuan Shang’s mind, and he knew who that person was.

’Have you guessed?’ Qingyu glanced at Xuan Shang slightly.

His transformation was not hidden from Qingyu and Xuanzhen. Unlike Xuanzhen, who was puzzled and bewildered, Qingyu knew that Xuan Shang had guessed who the person concealing the Image Stone was.