Huangxiu

Chapter 728 Suicide
While the two were communicating in secret, Mr. Zhu and the other two separated from the others and sneaked in separately.

Chu Zhiyuan played with the bronze mirror in his hand.

This bronze mirror does consume a lot of vital energy and mental strength, so it is not advisable to use it too often.

With his own true energy, he won’t be able to hold out for long.

If he were at the Spiritual Transformation Realm, he should be able to last longer.

Unlike my own super sense, it has become an instinct and hardly consumes any energy.

He used his super-sensory perception to shine on Mr. Zhu and his two companions as well as the other nine people, and watched them approach the houses silently like crocodiles diving into the water.

He didn't think he could remain silent forever.

As the main sect of a sect, how could it not have a secret early warning mechanism or special early warning means?

It is impossible to rely solely on the shade of trees. No matter how powerful a sect is, they would not do that.

"Chichichichi..." Suddenly a sharp whistle was heard from the woods.

But it was sent by two strange little birds.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

Sure enough.

Chu Honglin's expression changed slightly: "I was discovered again!"

"There's no other way," Chu Zhiyuan said, "We still have to force our way in."

This was what they had expected, they just tried to get as close as possible and make their move as silent and sudden as possible to save more energy.

Suddenly, people were everywhere in Feiyun Sect, some were running in and some were running out, but they did not seem to be in a panic.

Chu Zhiyuan judged that they trained frequently and had anticipated this situation.

The nine venerables gathered together and crushed past like a huge rock. Wherever they passed, human figures flew out and no one could resist.

Chu Zhiyuan took out a small jade bottle from his arms, took out two green pills and threw them into his mouth.

Then the bronze mirror in his palm lit up again, and the images of the two great demons appeared in a soft light.

"Don't overuse it, take it easy." Chu Honglin breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly, "Don't wait for someone to come and hit you, because you won't have the strength to fight back."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "I have a precious robe."

The Moon Silkworm Frost Robe had its own power reserves, and it had been consuming its own power while carrying him at a rapid speed, without consuming any of his power at all.

"You can't rely on external things," Chu Honglin said, "You still have to rely on yourself. Then I'll go. You should hide yourself carefully and don't be discovered."

Chu Zhiyuan's mission has been completed. He found out that there are two great demons and discovered the shocking inside story of Feitian Sect.

For the rest of the fight, he, a master of the state of transformation, would not be needed; the twelve venerables would be enough.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Okay, I'll act according to the situation."

He saw that Mr. Zhu and the other two were hiding themselves while looking for a better place to observe.

Chu Zhiyuan thus found a fatal weakness of Zuishen Xiao.

They need to be able to see the target, otherwise they cannot use the Drunken God Flute.

Chu Zhiyuan continued to look through the cave.

Wherever the nine great venerables passed, there was no enemy that could match them. All sieges and blockades were futile and could not slow down their advance.

In just a moment, they arrived outside one of the halls.

There were already twenty-four people standing outside the hall, forming a fan shape.

The twenty-four men were dressed in black robes and looked solemn and dignified.

Chu Honglin had already caught up with the nine venerables, and his expression changed slightly when he saw this situation.

He saw at a glance that these twenty-four people were assassins.

"Death warrior?" He sneered, "Humph, very good, the method of sound attack."

He pursed his lips and howled.

The roar was like thunder, echoing between the houses and rushing into several halls.

The nine people behind him each made a sound.

Some roared directly, like huge waves bursting a dam.

Some of the shouts were as loud as thunder.

Some of them make strange noises when they make hand seals.

Some of them make strange postures and make sounds.

The twenty-four men in black robes were knocked unconscious before they could even use their skills.

This is the power of the Venerable.

The crushing realm and the use of extraordinary skills made the twenty-four men in black robes, whose realms were inferior and whose defenses were not strong enough, unable to hold on.

Some of them wanted to struggle, regardless of the boiling blood and severe damage to their internal organs, and forcibly activated the method of disintegration.

"Boom!"

"boom!"

……

Of the twenty-four men in black robes, four of them eventually turned into red mist.

"Go in!" Chu Honglin said in a deep voice. The nine venerables avoided the four groups of red mist, watched them poison the black-robed men around them, and rushed into the hall.

In the center of the hall, a dozen men surrounded two people, one middle-aged in a yellow robe, the other middle-aged in a blue robe, all with solemn expressions.

The middle-aged man in yellow robe was not tall, but had a handsome face. He did not seem panicked by the arrival of Chu Honglin and the nine venerables.

He stood in the middle of the crowd, clasped his fists and said calmly: "Who are you all? How have we offended you?"

Chu Honglin said in a deep voice: "Are you He Zixia, the leader of Feiyun Sect?"

"It's He." The middle-aged man in the yellow robe said in a deep voice: "If you have something to say, just talk it out. Everything can be discussed. Why do you have to do this?"

"Talk nicely?" Chu Honglin laughed, "If I talk nicely, will you in Feiyun Sect listen to me?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"Master He, you should know this."

"…People from the imperial court?" He Zixia said gloomily, "Why is the imperial court so harsh and doesn't leave us a way out?"

"Assassinating the prince, ignoring the majesty of the court, colluding with the enemy and rebelling against the court, what do you, the Feiyun Sect, want to do?"

He Zixia said in a deep voice: "When have we ever done such a thing? Do you think the imperial court wants to eliminate us and accuse us of this crime?"

"Didn't you open the Qianji Tower?" Chu Honglin sneered, "You guys were the ones who were trying to find out the secrets of the imperial court and then selling them to the demon tribes, wasn't that what you did?"

"Qianji Tower has nothing to do with us!" said He Zixia.

"Haha..." Chu Honglin laughed loudly towards the sky.

He looked at the Feiyun Sect disciples who were surrounding He Zixia and the middle-aged man in blue robes.

Seeing their angry and unwilling expressions, they wished they could protect He Zixia even at the cost of their own lives.

He found it more and more ridiculous.

These people probably don’t know that he is a great demon.

It is really bizarre that a great demon took over someone else's body and eventually became the leader of Feiyun Sect.

All we can say is that this person's luck is incredible and unparalleled, and the same is true for another elder.

But luck was on the court's side after all, because Zhao'er discovered them.

He thought about this and said slowly, "Now that things have come to this, will Sect Leader He still resist? Let them surrender. You can return to the court with us and live out your days in peace. I will also commit fewer crimes."

He Zixia sneered and said, "After we surrender, our lives will naturally be in your hands and you can do whatever you want with them."

"Do you think you can escape from the imperial court now? Ridiculous!"

"Since we are all going to die, why not give it a try? It won't be in vain to bring someone with you to die with us!"

"Just you?" Chu Honglin said disdainfully: "Why does the court have to destroy you? ... Why not just take your Qianji Tower into the Supervisory Department? Why waste your abilities?"

He glanced at the resentful Feiyun Sect disciples and asked, "Should we surrender to the imperial court in an upright manner, or should we be sneaky and live in fear?"

"Who are you?" He Zixia asked coldly.

A venerable said in a deep voice: "This is the prince of the imperial dynasty, Prince Gan!"

Everyone looked at Chu Honglin in surprise.

Chu Honglin took out a white jade tablet from his waist and raised it into the air.

A soft white light emanated from the white jade plate, which was more than a foot away from the plate, forming a milky white plate that was ten times the size.

The word "Gan" clearly emerges.

The white light is the manifestation of the Infinite Light Sutra, indicating his status as a direct descendant of the royal family.

The word "Gan" appeared in the white light, indicating that he was Prince Gan, ranked fifteenth.

Chu Honglin said in a deep voice: "I have done my best. If you don't stop, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

He thought that the power of the Drunken God Flute should be enough to be of great use now.

When the power of Drunken God Flute is brought into full play, they will all be helpless, as life and death will all depend on their own thoughts.

Whether they are alive or dead, we must first find out whether they know about the assassination and whether they have the intention to oppose the court.

This requires the help of the Imperial Observatory's "Insight into the Heart".

"Sigh..." He Zixia shook her head and sighed, looking at the people around her.

"metropolitan!"

"Master, let's fight!"

"Yes, let's fight!"

He Zixia showed a helpless expression: "Nine venerables, plus a prince, it will only be a dead end if we continue. There is really no need."

He turned his head and looked at Chu Honglin: "I will commit suicide to thank the court, and I only ask the prince to let you disciples go."

Chu Honglin frowned and looked at him.

After He Zixia finished speaking, he took a deep look at the disciples around him, his eyes filled with insight.

Then he slapped his own Baihui point.

"boom!"

A heavy muffled sound.

Suddenly, blood began to flow from all his orifices, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed. He had committed suicide.

(End of this chapter)