Chapter 297: Misunderstandings and Retribution, Lu Qing's Killing Intent!

Chapter 297: Misunderstandings and Retribution, Lu Qing's Killing Intent!

August 1st, 2024

"A divine treasure?"

Lu Qing was taken aback for a moment.

Just then, several more powerful figures rushed in.

Leading the way were several Daoists wearing Daoist robes.

Upon entering, their gazes immediately fell on Lu Qing and the talisman floating in front of him, emanating a powerful aura.

The leader, a middle-aged Daoist, immediately widened his eyes and shouted, "Young man, whatever you do, don't hand over the divine treasure to those bald monks!"

However, it was too late. Before Yangming Daoist could finish his sentence, Xuan Nu Monk had already rushed forward.

Despite his plump build, he moved with surprising speed, reaching Lu Qing in an instant. With his wide palm outstretched, he reached for the Divine Soul Talisman.

Yangming Daoist's heart sank as he witnessed this.

He hadn't anticipated that the bald monks from Xuan Kong Mountain would be so daring, entering even before the tribulation clouds had fully dissipated.

As a result, they were a step too late, and now all they could do was watch as Xuan Nu Monk attempted to seize the supposed divine treasure.

"So, it turns out you mistook my Divine Soul Talisman for a divine treasure."

Lu Qing finally understood what was happening.

However, he wasn't surprised that Xuan Nu Monk and the others hadn't recognized him.

At the moment, he looked rather disheveled.

Although he had put on clothes from the Qiankun One Qi Bag after the tribulation, his injuries had completely healed.

But the charred, dead skin on his face from the tribulation remained, not yet fully peeled off.

Additionally, his newly grown hair was also unkempt.

So, it was understandable that Xuan Nu and the others didn't recognize him right away.

Lu Qing smiled slightly as he watched Xuan Nu about to touch the Divine Soul Talisman. With a slight movement of his mind, the talisman swiftly shrunk and disappeared into his brow.

"Kid, hand over the item!"

Xuan Nu Monk's attempt to grab the talisman was in vain, and he immediately flew into a rage.

A golden light emanated from his fan-like palm as he swung it toward Lu Qing.

The formidable might of the attack seemed intended to smash Lu Qing to pieces and force out the supposed treasure.

"That boy is done for!"

The powerful beings who had rushed over shared the same thought.

Those with kinder hearts even averted their gazes, unable to bear the sight of Lu Qing's body being shattered into pieces.

However, just as everyone believed that Lu Qing's life would end right there, a dazzling blade of light flashed.

The next moment, a painful scream pierced the air.

Then, they witnessed Xuan Nu's arm, which had reached for Lu Qing, suddenly detach from his body. Blood sprayed everywhere, and his body was flung backward.

When he finally came to a stop, crashing into numerous bricks, wood, and stones along the way, everyone could see his condition clearly.

As they took in the sight of Xuan Nu, lying on the ground with a feeble breath and fatal injuries, everyone was shocked. At the same time, their gazes turned once more to Lu Qing.

Who exactly was this young man, and how could he possess such terrifying strength? With just a blade of qi, he had nearly slain Xuan Nu Monk, who possessed the strength of a Great Perfection in the Innate Realm!

As for Xuan Nu Monk himself, he was filled with disbelief.

He couldn't fathom how he had been seriously injured by a single blade of qi.

"You're still alive?"

Lu Qing, on the other hand, was a little surprised.

He had thought that the blade of qi would slice Xuan Nu into two halves, but he hadn't expected the monk to withstand the attack.

It seemed that his recent breakthrough had left him somewhat unfamiliar with the full extent of his power in the Innate Realm.

However, this was not a problem. With Lu Qing's current realm and control over his strength, he believed that he wouldn't make the same mistake twice.

Hearing Lu Qing's mutterings, everyone fell silent.

It seemed that the young man wasn't entirely satisfied with his feat of severely injuring Xuan Nu with a single attack.

Only Xuan Ming Monk had a look of uncertainty in his eyes.

He studied Lu Qing's face, feeling a vague sense of familiarity.

"Who are you, boy, to dare injure my Senior Uncle Xuan Nu?"

At this moment, a young monk shouted angrily.

"Xuan Ming, you baldies from Xuan Kong Mountain are truly beyond redemption. You're always up to no good.

The last time we met, you tried to forcefully convert my master. This time, without even bothering to discern the situation, you attempted to seize my treasure."

Lu Qing replied with a cold smile and a mocking tone.

"It's you?!"

Xuan Ming Monk's heart trembled as he finally recognized Lu Qing.

"It's that Lu kid?!

!"

At that moment, Yangming Daoist and the others also recognized Lu Qing.

However, their astonishment only deepened.

Just a few days ago, Lu Qing's full-powered strike had only severely wounded Xuan Nu.

Now, with just a blade of qi, he had nearly taken Xuan Nu's life.

In just a short span of days, Lu Qing's combat strength had seemingly doubled, which was truly inconceivable.

Could it be due to that extraordinary talisman? Many of them couldn't help but wonder.

There were also those who had witnessed Lu Qing's terrifying killing intent on Holy Mountain.

Could it be that the talisman had something to do with that as well? Of course, there were also those who hadn't been present at Holy Mountain and had never seen Lu Qing before.

Seeing this unfold, they were filled with curiosity.

Who exactly was this young man, and why did the monks from Xuan Kong Mountain seem so wary of him? "It's you, you little beast?!"

Among them all, the one who was most incredulous was Xuan Nu Monk himself.

He never expected that the one who had gravely injured him again was the same young man who had killed his disciple and wounded him a few days ago.

Enraged, the seal he had placed on his qi and blood with his powerful mental strength suddenly broke, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and lose consciousness.

"Senior Uncle Xuan Nu!"

Immediately, one of the monks cried out and rushed forward, taking out a pill to help him heal his injuries.

Lu Qing didn't stop them. Although Xuan Nu had been hit by his blade of qi, Lu Qing had only recently entered the Innate Realm and hadn't yet had the chance to cultivate his innate true qi with his attributes.

However, with his knife technique realm, the blade of qi he condensed was not something that could be easily deflected.

Disregarding Hua Liu for now, Lu Qing glanced at Xuan Ming with a faint expression: "Xuan Ming, you bare donkey from Xuan Kong Mountain. I have a debt to repay with you."

"Amituofo. I never expected that in just a few days, your cultivation, Lu benefactor, would advance even further. You are truly a young genius, a talent blessed by the heavens.

Senior Uncle Xuan Nu's impulsive action towards you just now was indeed wrong. I, the old monk, apologize to you on his behalf."

Xuan Ming was indeed no ordinary person. After a brief moment of astonishment, he quickly composed himself.

He pressed his hands together and bowed to Lu Qing.

Xuan Ming's humble posture surprised even those strong beings who had never seen Lu Qing before.

Who was Xuan Ming? He was a legendary figure, an elder of Xuan Kong Mountain, one of the four secret realms! He was a true enigma, rarely seen even by the sect leaders of the various sects in the Central Plains.

Yet, here he was, displaying such a lowly posture towards a young man.

Who exactly was this young man?!"

Facing Xuan Ming's humble attitude, Lu Qing's expression remained unchanged.

He said calmly, "Xuan Ming, there's no need for your pretenses here. I want to ask you, were those assassins from Wujiang Tower a few nights ago sent by your Xuankong Mountain?"

Hearing Lu Qing mention Wujian Tower, the strong beings present were once again shocked.

In these past few days, Wujian Tower's reappearance in the world had spread throughout the Holy City, and now, hearing Lu Qing's words, it seemed that this matter was somehow related to Xuan Kong Mountain? Even those with keen minds and flexible thinking made connections to certain recent events that they had been unable to understand.

Their hearts stirred as they began to see things more clearly.

Some, like Yangming Daoist and the others, wore grim expressions as they thought of certain terrifying possibilities.

"Amituofo, Lu benefactor, you jest. Wujian Tower is a heretical sect, and it was eradicated hundreds of years ago. How could it have anything to do with our Xuan Kong Mountain?"

Xuan Ming's expression remained calm, and his face showed no signs of abnormality as he replied with ease.

"Whether you admit it or not doesn't matter." Lu Qing smiled faintly. "I already learned the truth from those assassins."

"Lu benefactor, I don't know what truth you speak of, but I have a word of advice for you.

The assassins cultivated by Wujian Tower are often erratic and insane. To achieve their goals, they will stop at nothing.

Benefactor, please don't be swayed by the schemes of others." Xuan Ming spoke with sincerity.

"It doesn't matter. There's something I've wanted to do for a long time."

Lu Qing said, a brilliant smile spreading across his face.

Seeing Lu Qing's smile, Xuan Ming felt a strong sense of crisis welling up within him.

However, before he could think further, Lu Qing's figure had already disappeared from his original spot.

"Not good, form the array!"

Xuan Ming's sense of crisis peaked, and he shouted, throwing out a golden alms bowl.

The bowl grew larger as it was exposed to the wind, eventually reaching the size of a water tank and emitting a faint golden light. It stood in front of the group of monks, protecting them.

However, in the next moment, Lu Qing's figure appeared, and the long knife in his hand, which seemed to have appeared out of thin air, slashed down on the golden alms bowl without any flourish.

Boom!

A burst of powerful qi surged forth, and the golden alms bowl was sent flying by Lu Qing's terrifying might.

After sending the bowl flying, Lu Qing swept his blade horizontally, and a sharp and unparalleled arc of blade qi slashed forward.

"Quick, dodge!"

Seeing Lu Qing's incoming blade qi, the Xuan Kong Mountain monks were all filled with shock and dread. The sight of Xuan Nu's previous fate was still fresh in their minds.

Even Xuan Nu, who had cultivated the Vajra Body, had been severely injured by Lu Qing's blade qi. How could they possibly withstand it?

At that moment, all the monks disregarded the formation and used their movement techniques to try and dodge the blade qi.

However, Lu Qing's knife technique realm was profound and unfathomable. His blade qi was not something that could be easily evaded.

Amidst the miserable screams, when the blade qi dissipated, all the Xuan Kong Mountain monks, except for Xuan Ming and a few other elder-level monks, had been sliced in half at the waist by Lu Qing's attack!

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much! Elder, save me!"

"Elder, help! I don't want to die!"

"Master, save me!"

...

The monks who had been sliced in half didn't die immediately.

They rolled on the ground in agony, crying out for help and begging Xuan Ming and the others for salvation.

The gruesome scene chilled the hearts of the other powerful beings who were watching.

Even Xuan Ming could no longer remain calm. His face turned grim as he quickly performed a series of hand seals and took out a string of Buddhist beads. In the next moment, the beads emitted golden light and fell onto the wounded monks, halting the bleeding from their wounds and preventing them from dying immediately.

However, Lu Qing had no intention of stopping after taking action.

The previous exchange with Xuan Ming had been merely a ploy to familiarize himself with his newfound Innate Realm strength.

Now that Xuan Ming was trying to save his disciples, Lu Qing seized the opportunity and lunged forward once again.

But just as Lu Qing moved, a light barrier suddenly descended from mid-air, blocking his path.

It was the golden alms bowl that he had previously sent flying. Somehow, it had reappeared above Xuan Ming and the others, emitting golden light and enveloping them in protection.

The surviving Xuan Kong Mountain elders also sat cross-legged on the ground, forming a formation and using their mental strength to control the alms bowl.

Lu Qing casually swung his knife at the light barrier, only to find it incredibly resilient, even more so than the one he had broken on Holy Mountain that day.

With his current strength, without fully unleashing his power, he found it challenging to break through.

"As expected of one of the four secret realms, with numerous tricks up your sleeves. It seems that when you faced me on Holy Mountain, you were still holding back."

Feeling the resilience of the light barrier, Lu Qing couldn't help but praise.

However, his words, when heard by Xuan Ming and the others, sounded more like sarcasm.

On that day, they had used most of the alms bowl's power to suppress and subdue the old doctor, which had created an opportunity for Lu Qing to break through their formation and golden light.

Now, they were being mocked for it by this young man.

Xuan Ming could no longer maintain his previous calm and composed demeanor. His face turned grim as he glared at Lu Qing, "You really are ruthless, taking such cruel action against my Xuan Kong Mountain disciples. You have truly fallen into the demonic path, and your actions are no different from those of evil demons!"

"You baldies are indeed better at playing the blame game."

Lu Qing held the long knife in his hand but had no intention of engaging in a verbal spat. Instead, he carefully examined the light barrier before him.

"However, do you think this turtle shell can protect you for long?"

As he spoke, Lu Qing assumed a stance, gathering his qi and focusing his mind. A sharp blade of qi began to condense on his knife.

As Lu Qing gathered his might, a formidable aura emanated from him, causing even the surrounding powerful beings to turn pale with fear.

They all sensed that Lu Qing's upcoming strike would undoubtedly be earth-shattering!

As for Xuan Ming and the others within the golden light barrier, they naturally also felt the intimidating aura emanating from Lu Qing.

However, Xuan Ming did not show any signs of panic.

He saw that the wounded monks' bleeding had been temporarily stopped by the light of the Buddhist beads.

So, he retrieved the beads and then took out another object from his sleeve, tossing it forward.

As the object was thrown, it grew larger, revealing itself to be a three-foot-long, golden vajra pestle.

The vajra pestle hovered in front of Xuan Ming, who sat cross-legged, his eyes fixed on Lu Qing with undisguised killing intent.

"You little beast, since you have completely fallen into the demonic path, I, too, shall show no mercy. Die!"

As he spoke, the vajra pestle shone brightly.

(End of Chapter)

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