Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 231 What's the Use
Empty sword, ascend to the star.

It was a starry night, with starlight scattered on the main peak, gathering into several brilliant beams of light, which were slowly pulled down. The spiritual energy in the mountains rushed in madly and gathered together.

Above the clouds, Liang Yuanming stood quietly. She was now at the sixth level of Qi Refining. She was wearing a red dress and a man in a silver robe stood beside her. It was Yuan Lu. At this moment, he looked towards the main peak with a deep gaze and silence.

On the peak, the starlight gathered together and a human figure slowly walked out. It was a white-haired old woman. Blood was overflowing at her feet. The vast starlight from above fell, and her skin began to peel off inch by inch, revealing new skin, and her momentum continued to rise.

A blood-red, butterfly-like poisonous insect was hanging above, constantly drawing blood and energy from the bottom of the peak to help with this transformation.

The deep valley below the main peak was almost filled with corpses, and dense blood-red butterflies were fluttering in it, emitting blood and a foul stench.

Liang Yuanming looked at his elders with some pity in his eyes, and said softly:

"Why do you do this?"

Yuan Lu just shook his head and made a gesture to keep quiet.

On the peak, Liang Xilan has completed his transformation. His appearance has returned to that of a middle-aged man, but he still looks mean and cruel. His cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building.

She waved her hand and a dark magic sword was drawn over. There was a picture of the galaxy on the sword, and the sword kept ringing, as if in resistance. Liang Xilan frowned, snorted coldly, and urged her magic power to control [Chen He].

The blood-red butterfly was taken back by her and flew up on the wind. Liang Yuanming and Yuan Lu went to pay their respects together and said:

"Congratulations, Old Ancestor, your cultivation has made great progress."

Liang Xilan nodded slightly, without any emotion in her eyes, and glanced down, her sharp aura fixed on the two people below.

"Ancestor"

Liang Yuanming was a little frightened. Ever since Liang Xilan took over as the head of the sect, he had become very energetic and even comprehended the Wukong Sword Technique to the point of being possessed by the devil. He was almost insane and even killed many of his own relatives.

"If I had known earlier, I should have supported Sect Leader Zuo. This madman would never protect me."

Liang Yuanming looked up tremblingly at this time, and she leaned slightly towards Yuan Lu.

"Yuanming."

"I'm here, what are your instructions, ancestor?"

Liang Yuanming replied hurriedly, but saw Liang Xilan's expression was cold and stern, with bloodshot eyes.

"Wei Yan is back. Find out where he is. The ancestor appeared in my dream and told me to kill this traitor."

"Ancestor, he is at the foundation-building stage, and according to the surviving disciples, he might have reached the sword energy realm. This..."

Liang Yuanming had a lot of grievances that she couldn't express. The ancestor always said that the ancestor had appeared in her dreams, and she believed it without a doubt. Now, she was asked to practice Qi and find a foundation. Ever since she heard that Wei Yan had returned, she didn't even dare to leave the mountain.

"The ancestor told me that the spiritual treasures in the sect will be opened soon, and he will not be tolerated as a rebel."

Liang Xilan spoke in a cold voice and looked at Yuan Lu beside him.

"Yuan Lu, tell the Wu family that I am willing to share some of the profits with them, but they must kill Wei Yan."

Yuan Lu's eyes flashed with some subtle sarcasm, but his voice remained respectful as he spoke softly:
"I understand. Why not let Yuanming go with me to look for him?"

Liang Xilan nodded stiffly, and the two people below flew out of the mountain quickly as if they had been pardoned, and were away from the main peak in an instant.

Above the clouds, Yuan Lu suddenly laughed out loud, startling Liang Yuanming who was standing beside him.

"You're crazy, why are you laughing?"

"Nothing, just laughing at the two of us."

Yuan Lu's expression subsided a little, but he secretly said in his heart:
"Liang Xilan is stupid enough to still be thinking about the spiritual treasure. Is that something she is not worthy of touching? If she were not still useful, she would have been beheaded long ago."

The Kongjian Sect's layout so far, apart from the previous matter of refining the witch sword, the only thing left is this spiritual treasure. However, there seems to be some changes in Tiandu Mountain, and their lineage has lost contact, so they can only conspire with the Wu family.

'What's the use of Wu?'

He pondered the name silently. There were two Purple Mansions in Tiandu Mountain. One was hidden in the mountain. He already had all the magical powers and no one had ever seen him. Even his Taoist name was not known. The remaining one was the great wizard [Yuan Xie], who was in the middle stage of Purple Mansion.

But just a few years ago, another Purple Mansion suddenly appeared in the mountain. His Taoist name was [Zhe Du]. He practiced the Yuan Du Dao and was already in the late Purple Mansion stage. He led a group of wizards and separated from Tiandu Mountain, but he did not enter the divine way.

Wu Heyong was carrying out the orders of this great wizard. Now that Yuan Lu had made contact with him, he had a rough idea in his mind. As for the main branch of Tiandu Mountain, he could no longer contact it.

What's more, his father Yuan Zhi was treated as an abandoned child and died on the spot due to the impact of the cause and effect of the Taoist oath. Yuan Lu was heartbroken and decided to join the ranks of Zhe Du.

Yuan Lu looked at Liang Yuanming beside him with a hidden look in his eyes, and a sense of pride gradually rose in his heart. From the beginning to the end, he had the other party firmly in his hands. Now that Liang Xilan was crazy, the other party had no one else to rely on except himself.

Not far ahead was the Wu family's jurisdiction. Yuan Lu breathed a sigh of relief. He had been afraid that Wei Yan would ambush and kill him, but now that he was here, he should be safe.

Just as his mind was slowing down, the distant lights and the starlight dimmed in an instant, as if engulfed by something. A bloody curtain enveloped him, and his expression changed. Just as he was about to cry out, a thin line of blood appeared on his neck; his head had been severed. Liang Yuanming, standing nearby, looked around in disbelief and pulled out the token. "Has Wei Yan gone mad?" This place was sandwiched between the Wu family and the Kongjian Sect. If he showed up, there was no escape.

Just as she was about to activate the letter, she felt her hands lose feeling, a streak of blood appeared on her wrist, both hands were severed, and the rolling blood drowned her. A pair of extremely cold eyes appeared in front of her.

"Brother Wei, I——"

Before she could finish her words, a blood-red sword light came down, chopping her body into thousands of pieces, which exploded into a ball of blood mist.

A man in black appeared, with a slender body and eyes full of hatred. The blood evil merged with the sword energy, and he exhaled divine light and emitted aura. His immortal foundation was still a little unstable.

He looked far away in the direction of Dengchen. Liang Xilan should have sensed it at this time and escaped down the mountain, but there was silence in the distance, and the starlight slowly fell on the peak.

Suddenly, there was a sweet smell in the air. He sniffed it and felt his face was a little wet. He touched it lightly and felt blood flowing in his qi orifices. The fragrance was penetrating into his body, making his hands weak and the bloody sword energy on the Blood-Drinking Sword stagnated.

Someone patted him gently on the shoulder, and a burst of laughter was heard.

"Wei Yan, you're a little impatient. It's not the right time yet."

Wei Yan immediately drew his sword, gathered his energy and slashed backwards. The rolling blood turned into thousands of demonic mouths, and the sword energy surged down.

There was no one behind him. His sword energy fell into the air, and Yuan Lu was beheaded, and Liang Yuanming turned into a blood mist. Countless poisonous insects swarmed around the remains of the two and filled in. The two recovered little by little and finally came back to life.

"Who are you?"

Wei Yan sighed lightly, but he was not frightened. Instead, he calmly thought of a countermeasure, ready to activate the blood-drinking skill and get away from this place at any time.

"Fuxueshan spent ten years searching for this [Drinking Blood], but found nothing. Now it has fallen into your hands."

The sounds in the air came from all directions, and Wei Yan could not catch any breath of the other party at all. The gap was too big. The person who attacked was probably at the late stage of foundation building or above.

Yuan Lu and Liang Yuanming were enveloped by the colorful poisonous light, and their figures gradually disappeared. However, Wei Yan's heart sank little by little, and the voice from above sounded again.

"Since you've taken action, you must consider the consequences. Revenge cannot be achieved simply by passion."

"I didn't want to take action, but you refused to stop. So I'll restrain you first and let you go later."

The five-colored poisonous light fell, and Wei Yan's body began to fester bit by bit. Even the Blood-Drinking Sword in his hand lost its power. Various poisonous insects bit him, but his face was solemn. He still waved his sword to block them.

The pressure from above gradually increased, and his flesh and blood had turned black and rotten. With his cultivation level in the early stage of foundation building, coupled with sword energy and [Drinking Blood], he could fight even those in the late stage of foundation building. This was also the reason why he dared to come back for revenge.

But the person who attacked at that moment had a cultivation level far above that of an ordinary late foundation building cultivator, and he could not resist it at all.

'Master, Junior Brother'

Wei Yan was now clear-minded. He clenched the blood-drinking sword, forgetting all hatred and panic, and focusing on the sword. The blood gathered on the tip of the sword, and the sword energy gushed out, condensed into a point, and poured out.

A tiny crack was cut through the multicolored poisonous light above, which instantly recovered. The voice sounded again, laughing:

"It's useless. I won't kill you. Just surrender."

Suddenly, a muffled sound came from the sky, as if thunder had exploded. A pure silver light shot out, and thousands of silver hairs and electric beams surged out, breaking all the colorful poisonous light that enveloped Wei Yan.

A gray magic sword was suspended in the air, with six lightning patterns converging on the sword. The stars of the Big Dipper were shining brightly, and the Tianpeng stirred up the wind and thunder, filled with murderous aura. The surrounding void collapsed and merged, and it slashed towards one place.

A figure slowly emerged. It was a handsome man with a pair of phoenix eyes. He was wearing a dark blue robe. His expression was a little gloomy as he looked at the magic sword.

"So it was you who didn't die at the beginning and went to join the witch."

The lightning dissipated and Xu Xuan appeared. He came here because of Tiantuo's perception.

Wei Yan escaped at this time and immediately retreated, holding the Blood Drinker tightly and looking at the two people who were confronting each other.

"I've been wanting to find an opportunity to meet him for a long time, but Brother Xu has a very bad temper."

Wu Heyong looked upwards, with colorful poisonous light surging around him and a smile on his face.

"The Immortal Sect has instructed you not to interfere. Are you going to disobey?"

Xu Xuan heard this, his eyes were filled with sarcasm, and he only said in a low voice:
"I came looking for you, it has nothing to do with the Kongjian Sect. The last time I watched the battle at the Lotus Temple, was it you who attacked?"

"I only want to find the poor river, not to target you."

Wu Heyong still had an indifferent look on his face.

Xu Xuan above nodded slowly, flipped his hand and summoned a silver-white calamity pool. Thunder surged out of it, turning into thousands of heavenly swords, firmly locking onto the person below. He looked normal, holding Dan Ting tightly, with sword intent surging.

"Okay, you can go die."

(End of this chapter)