Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

"Ran?"

The majestic voice echoed in the hall with flickering candlelight. In the dim light, the soldier in iron armor knelt on one knee on the ground, not daring to look up. He lowered his head even deeper after hearing the question.

"Yes. But His Highness has already sent people to retrieve it. However, Emperor Wenzong..." He paused deliberately, and seeing that the other person didn't interrupt, he spoke briefly, "I'm afraid it's not good."

"Really?" The old man nonchalantly lit a few incense sticks with the candlelight and bowed to the golden statue in front of him.

"Yes." The soldier responded nervously, as if he was unsure of the emotion behind these two seemingly light-hearted words, so his voice was a little weak.

"That thing...dropped blood into the pool when it escaped. Many of Wen Zong's outer disciples were infected, as were several elders involved in the research..."

The soldier was speaking excitedly when the old voice interrupted him and sighed meaningfully, "Fate is unpredictable."

"Yes..." The soldier immediately understood and shut up.

"I was the one who single-handedly supported Emperor Wenzong, and now he's gone..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the rapidly burning incense candle. "He's really using up the last bit of his worth."

That means I don't intend to care about it.

The soldier understood the meaning and said nothing more.

"Oh, right." The old man turned around, strolled out of the inner room, lifted up the hanging prayer flags, and walked out.

"I heard that there's a child with mysterious spiritual roots in the fairy world recently?"

The soldier thought for a moment, "Yes. It's said in the Immortal Realm...that this man is an amazing swordsman, like the reincarnation of the former Sword God."

"Sword God, um...incredible." A leisurely voice came up to the soldier.

"Heavenly Spiritual Roots, Mysterious Spiritual Roots... This Tianxing Sect is truly full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

There seemed to be many unspoken thoughts hidden in these words. The soldiers remembered that their Majesty had proposed cooperation to the Tianxing Sect last time, but was rejected by the sect leader.

Now that the Tianxing Sect has produced another mysterious spiritual root, His Majesty must have started to have new ideas.

"Let the Imperial Master come back. There's no point in him staying there."

"Yes."

Watching the soldier retreat with a sense of relief, the old man stood there for a while, until he chuckled and said, "I've accepted you as my apprentice."

"This time, you are the one who gave me a handle."

"Just go away! I really don't understand what you're talking about!"

"Hey......"

Before he could finish his words, the shop owner quickly closed the door.

"Let's go. We won't get anything out of them." Wang You looked at the empty street in front of him. Many shops on the street had their doors closed. Occasionally, there were some shops with their doors half-open, but they would quickly close them after seeing someone coming.

"Ah."

The master and his disciple walked for three days from their base and just arrived today at the main urban area under the jurisdiction of Emperor Wen Zong. They saw this scene as soon as they entered the city.

In broad daylight, every household was nervous and worried, and they didn't even dare to talk to living people.

The spacious street was so quiet that only the sound of horse hooves could be heard. After walking for a while, Shen Qiao noticed that there were a lot of paper money scattered on the ground, and paper ashes that had been blown in from some yard could be seen in the air.

From somewhere in the interconnected alleys, faint and mournful cries could be heard.

It’s such a big city, but it’s so lifeless and there’s not a single living person in it.

"what!"

A scream broke the silence. Shen Qiao sensed the source of the sound and immediately turned his horse around to look for it.

After several twists and turns, we arrived at the entrance of another alley.

Shen Qiao discovered that the door of a house in the alley was open.

She reined in her horse, dismounted, and walked to the door. "Is anyone there?"

There was no response from the yard, but there was a sound of chewing something.

Shen Qiao used his sword to push the door open and walked in. The wooden door inevitably made a loud friction sound, and at the same time, the sound of gnawing bones stopped.

She opened the door and walked in. Just as she took a step inside, a bloody "meat stick" suddenly hung down from the door, and at the end of the "meat stick" hung a disfigured human head.

This is a human spine.

The meat bone swayed a few times at the door, and because the hanging end was too heavy, it finally fell down and landed on the ground.

Shen Qiao took a glance and saw that the flesh on the spine had been almost eaten clean, even the scalp had been torn off.

The sound I just heard seems to have not gone away yet.

After taking a look around the yard, Shen Qiao finally fixed his eyes on a water tank in the yard.

She pulled out a piece of talisman paper and threw it over. When the talisman paper touched the water jar, the jar broke with a sound. A thing with long arms and legs fell out of the jar and rolled on the ground for several times before it stretched out like a big spider.

Shen Qiao noticed that it seemed to be holding something in its mouth. After looking carefully, he found that it was a human leg.

Beast thing...

Before she could make a move, Zui Bugui had already unsheathed his sword and in the blink of an eye, he had cut into pieces the monster's body, which had not yet recovered from its shock.

The head with distorted facial features fell to the ground, but the mouth was still chewing the meat near its mouth, as if it was not afraid of the pain at all.

The huge body did not continue to fall down, but stood up tremblingly, took a few unsteady steps towards Shen Qiao, and then knelt down without a sound.

Before falling down, this thing stretched out its hand towards Shen Qiao.

What the hell is this?

Swish-

There was a very slight sound of something moving in the house. Shen Qiao chopped off the head of the person chewing the corpse with a sword and walked into the house. He found that the house was in even greater chaos, with blood splattered everywhere on the ground and walls.

There is another living thing in this room, in...

She thought for a moment, put away her drunkenness, squatted down and looked under the table.

There was a bamboo basket upside down under the table, and through the gap in the basket, Shen Qiao saw a pair of eyes that were wide open with fear.

".....Don't be afraid, it's okay." Shen Qiao comforted in a gentle voice.

"The monster has been killed by my sister. It's safe now."

The child still looked at Shen Qiao tremblingly. He did not come out again, but asked with a sob, "My...my father..."

Shen Qiao's heart sank, "...I'm sorry."

The boy seemed to understand something and choked out a sob. He wanted to cry but didn't dare to. He curled up in the bamboo basket and covered his face with his hands. "Woo..."

Shen Qiao squatted there for a long time. She seemed to be not good at saying comforting words. She just stood up and walked out of the house. Looking at the corpse that had long lost its human form, she took a deep breath, chanted an incantation, and the silver-white spiritual power spread out in circles, re-condensing the soul that had just dispersed.

Soon, a bearded man stood in front of Shen Qiao.

Shen Qiao looked at him and said, "Go and say goodbye to your son."