Mysterious mirror hanging high

"Killing!"

The young maid screamed and pulled the cook to flee in panic, but they were caught up by the flying sword, which circled around their necks twice, and two more heads fell to the ground.

"Demon way!"

Although Zhuzi knew how powerful the monk was, he was a martial artist after all, and did not want to sit and wait for death. He was still ready to fight hard. He drew out the short blade at his waist, twisted his waist, and rushed towards the yellow-faced Taoist!

But Shi Quanzi was not in a hurry. He still directed the flying sword to sweep and cut the strong man in half. Qian Wu was frightened by the sight.

In just a few blinks of an eye, Shi Quanzi killed four people in a row, but his face remained calm. He still put his arm around Qian Wuyouzi's small shoulder and said with a smile:

"How come you, a mortal, have such a big business, but only have these few servants? Even if I kill them all, I won't be satisfied."

"Tell me, if you don't reveal the origin of this treasure, your wife and children will be in danger."

"I said, I said!"

Qian Wu's tears streamed down his cheeks as he trembled and said, "I found this from a corpse in the wild."

"Oh?"

Shi Quanzi's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he leaned forward: "But is it a young man with multiple sword wounds?"

"Exactly, exactly..."

The yellow-faced old Taoist asked anxiously, "Besides this [Red Molten Gold], did you also find a [Ascension Order] on him?"

"Order of Ascension to Immortality?"

Qian Wu's mind suddenly flashed with the jade token on the man's body, and his face suddenly changed.

Shi Quanzi saw Qian Wu's expression and knew that he really knew the whereabouts of the [Ascension Order], and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"If you tell me the whereabouts of the Ascension Order, I, the Taoist priest, will be in a good mood and may even spare your lives."

Qian Wu knew that the old man in front of him was mad and heartless, so he didn't hold out any hope. Hearing this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He searched hard for a solution in his mind, but in the end he just gritted his teeth and said:

"Master, how can you guarantee that you won't kill us after you get the thing?"

brush!

A silver light flashed, and Mrs. Qian was beheaded by a sword without even a scream.

The shimmering silver short sword flew back to Shi Quanzi's side, spun lightly, and shook off the blood on the blade. The yellow-faced old Taoist said coldly:

"You have no right to bargain with me, the Taoist priest! If you don't tell me where the Ascension Order is, your son will die too!"

"lady!"

Qian Wu stared blankly at his wife's headless corpse, his head buzzing. At this moment, he was filled with endless regret.

"It's greed after all!"

Seeing that Qian Wu had no reaction, a murderous look flashed across Shi Quanzi's face, and he suddenly increased the strength with which he pinched Qian Wu's youngest son's shoulders, causing the child to cry in pain.

At this moment, Qian Wu finally woke up from his dream. He immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and cried loudly: "Immortal, please have mercy, immortal, please have mercy... My Qian family has been a single-line family for three generations, and I only have this one child. If anything happens to my youngest son, I will be speechless in front of our ancestors!"

Shi Quanzi laughed and said, "Then will you tell me where the Ascension Order is?"

"I say, I say... Please, Immortal, release my young son first. I will send him out of the Kingdom of Yue. I will definitely do that..."

Click...

Shi Quanzi broke Qian Yun's neck without hesitation and threw the lifeless child in front of Qian Wu.

The yellow-faced old Taoist said disdainfully: "Master Dao, I hate being threatened the most..."

"Yun, Yun'er..."

Qian Wuru was struck by lightning, his body was stiff, and he had completely lost his soul.

But the next moment, the silver dagger was close at hand, with the tip of the sword against Qian Wu's throat. The huge fear between life and death made him wake up, and then his teeth clenched involuntarily, obviously he was extremely scared.

Shi Quanzi smiled and said, "If a wife dies, you can marry again. If a son dies, you can have another one... If you lose your worthless life, then everything will be over. I advise you to be more sensible and make the best use of your time."

Just when Qian Wuwan was completely desperate, several locust stones flew towards Shi Quanzi, which scared the yellow-faced old Taoist. He quickly raised his flying sword and swept it away, knocking the locust stones away.

While Shi Quanzi was catching his breath, a bloody figure flew out, grabbed Qian Wu under his armpit, and then threw out a white pill. A large cloud of white smoke suddenly rose from the spot, blurring Shi Quanzi's vision.

"who is it?"

Shi Quanzi looked shocked and angry. His flying sword turned into a silver sword curtain, protecting himself in the center. When the smoke and dust cleared, he found that there was no one around.

----

Suburbs of Gancheng

A blood-red figure swept through a forest, stirring up countless dead leaves.

When Qian Wu was thrown to the ground, the sudden fear of the sudden change and the high-speed movement made his stomach churn. He actually bent over and vomited violently.

When he felt a little better, he looked up and saw a white-haired old man in a blood-red robe. He looked to be in his seventies or eighties, but still energetic. He was staring at him with a sharp gaze.

"Thank you so much, senior, for your generosity..."

Qian Wu asked in a trembling voice, "May I ask your name, Senior?"

The old man in the blood-red robe said, "My name is Xue Kui, nicknamed Thousand-Handed Tathagata by the people of the martial arts world. I am a master of the Xiantian realm of martial arts."

"That Shi Quanzi is a wanted man by the Immortal Capture Division, an agency under the Xuan Ce Immortal Sect. He's a second-level Qi training cultivator. How could a mere mortal like you have offended him?"

Qian Wu was speechless, not knowing where to begin. He just said blankly, "Why did you come to save me, Senior?"

The old man named Xue Kui sighed, "My disciple had a chance to become an immortal, but was targeted by Shi Quanzi and severely injured. I finally got ahold of this demonic Taoist and followed the clues, intending to find my disciple. Unexpectedly, by chance, I was able to save you... But I was a step too late, and the rest of your family didn't survive."

Qian Wu was stunned. He immediately thought of the seriously injured and dying young man. He thought to himself, "So that man is the disciple of the old man in front of me... I was actually saved by his master."

He suddenly remembered the tragic death of his wife and children, and for a moment he was filled with grief and anger. Looking at the Xiantian Grandmaster in front of him, he suddenly knelt on his knees and cried:

"Senior, my wife and children were killed by that demon. Even if we emptied the whole world, we would never be able to wash away this hatred... I hope you will help me and kill the demon to avenge my family! I, Qian, am willing to spend all my wealth..."

Xue Kui shook his head upon hearing this. "Although I am a Xiantian Grandmaster, unfortunately, I am old and my Qi and blood are declining. I no longer have the courage I once had... But even if I were in my prime, I might not be a match for a cultivator of the second level of Qi training. Boy, you've got the wrong person."

Qian Wu said anxiously, "But...but if even the senior can't defeat that demon, then what hope do I have?"

Xue Kui looked at Qian Wu with a strange look in his eyes and said calmly:

"Oh? Since you have a deep blood feud with him, why don't you find a way to deal with it slowly and steadily?"

"It's not too late to practice martial arts now. If one is talented, he can reach the Xiantian realm in twenty years. By then, he will probably be in his early sixties and still be able to barely lock in his Qi and blood, maintaining peak combat power. With a deliberate sneak attack, he might be able to kill a low-level Qi training cultivator."