Rebirth of Jinxuan

The Qingfeng Hall Master's sharp gaze swept across every inch of the courtyard, finally landing on Lu Yuhang and Qian Feng, who were hiding behind the crowd.

He stroked his beard, his voice low and slow: "Young friends, have you come here to capture a demon?"

Lu Yuhang stepped forward, his eyes firm, and nodded without hesitation. "Exactly." His tone was crisp and without the slightest hesitation.

A hint of admiration flashed in Qingfeng Hall Master's eyes. This young man was so young, yet he had such courage, which was truly remarkable.

He walked up to Lu Yuhang, reached out and pinched his fair cheek, and laughed, "Good lad, you have ambition!"

This sudden display of intimacy caught Lu Yuhang off guard. He instinctively took a step back, avoiding the hand of the Qingfeng Hall Master.

Seeing this, Qian Feng, who was standing behind him, frowned slightly and pulled Lu Yuhang behind him, blocking the view of the Qingfeng Hall Master.

He stared warily at the Qingfeng Hall Master, his tone cold: "Hall Master, please have some self-respect."

Qian Feng's actions caused the smile on Qingfeng Hall Master's face to freeze slightly. He withdrew his hand, coughed lightly, and covered up his embarrassment.

"Ahem, young man, don't get so worked up." He turned his gaze to the courtyard wall and said casually, "The demonic aura here is so strong, the demon must be hiding here. Since you're here to catch the demon, why don't you lend this old man a hand?"

At this moment, the head of Muwei Hall held an ancient bell in his hand and muttered incantations. The bell rang clearly, echoing in the quiet courtyard.

The ringing seemed to carry some strange power, making the surrounding air feel heavy.

His eyes were closed, as if he were sensing something.

Seeing this, Qingfeng Hall Master frowned slightly. He turned to look at Lu Yuhang and Qian Feng, about to speak, but saw that Qian Feng was still staring at him warily, his eyes full of distrust.

He was somewhat displeased, so he reached out and gently poked Qian Feng's forehead with his finger, his tone carrying a hint of warning: "Little guy, don't look at me like that. I'm not a bad person."

Qian Feng remained silent, his eyes fixed on Qingfeng Hall Master with even greater vigilance, showing no sign of relaxing.

Just then, the bell in the hand of the Hall Master of Muxu suddenly stopped ringing. He opened his eyes abruptly, a glint of light flashing in them.

He looked at the Qingfeng Hall Master and said in a deep voice, "Found it!" Then, he strode towards a corner of the courtyard wall...

The Hall Master of Muxu put away the bell, strode over to the Hall Master of Qingfeng, glanced at Qian Feng who was poking his forehead with a half-smile, then turned to the Hall Master of Qingfeng, his tone tinged with sarcasm: "Oh, old man Qingfeng, you're so old and you're still bullying a kid, aren't you afraid of hurting your back?"

Upon hearing this, the Qingfeng Hall Master's face darkened, and he snorted coldly, withdrawing his finger that was poking Qian Feng's forehead.

"Muwei, stop with your sarcastic remarks. I'm teaching the younger generation. What do you know?"

"Teaching the younger generation? I think you're just taking advantage of your age." Hall Master Muwei retorted without any politeness. He circled Hall Master Qingfeng, looking him up and down with a mocking look in his eyes. "Look at your face, it's as smooth as a peeled egg. Anyone who didn't know better would think you're only in your early twenties. I wonder how many anti-aging pills you've taken to maintain this youthful appearance."

The Qingfeng Hall Master's words struck a nerve, and his face immediately turned ashen.

"Muwei, you..." He was so angry that his beard stood on end, but he couldn't find the right words to refute him, so he could only glare fiercely at Hall Master Muwei.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Seeing Qingfeng Hall Master's exasperated appearance, Hall Master Muxu was secretly pleased and continued to add fuel to the fire. "Back then, we entered the sect together. Now I am already white-haired, but you still look so young. What else could it be but taking a youth-preserving pill? Do you have some other secret? Tell me about it."

Master Qingfeng took a deep breath, trying to suppress his anger, and said through gritted teeth, "Muxu, don't talk nonsense! My appearance is natural and has nothing to do with the Youth Preservation Pill!"

"Born that way?" Hall Master Muwei burst into laughter as if he had heard a joke. "Old man Qingfeng, you can fool others, but you think you can fool me? You think I don't know that you spend a lot of spirit stones every year to buy youth-preserving pills in order to maintain this youthful appearance? You think I don't know that you..."

"Enough!" Qingfeng Hall Master could no longer contain himself and abruptly interrupted Muwei Hall Master. He pointed at Muwei Hall Master's nose and roared, "If you dare to spout nonsense again, I won't be polite to you!"

The Hall Master of Muxu was not afraid at all; on the contrary, he became even more arrogant. He stretched out a finger and gently brushed aside the hand that Hall Master Qingfeng was pointing at him, saying contemptuously, "Old man Qingfeng, do you think I'm still the junior brother you used to bully? My cultivation has long surpassed yours now..."

Before Hall Master Muxu could finish speaking, Hall Master Qingfeng could no longer suppress his anger. He flashed forward and pounced on Hall Master Muxu, striking him in the chest with a palm... "Stop!" Lu Yuhang suddenly shouted.

Lu Yuhang's clear voice, like a thunderclap, exploded in the tense atmosphere.

Both Qingfeng Hall Master and Muxu Hall Master stopped fighting at the same time, their gazes falling on the boy who was only about ten years old.

Lu Yuhang stood there neither humble nor arrogant, displaying an extraordinary demeanor despite his young age, with a composure in his eyes that belied his age.

He looked at the two of them with curiosity, especially at the smooth chin of the Qingfeng Hall Master, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.

"Why are you two so angry, seniors?" Lu Yuhang bowed respectfully, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable force.

Master Qingfeng blushed, feeling somewhat embarrassed that a junior had caught him in such a state of disarray.

He coughed lightly and explained, "Young friend, you don't know this, but this old fellow..." He glanced at the Hall Master of Muwei, his tone tinged with dissatisfaction, "He insists that I've taken a youth-preserving pill to maintain my youthful appearance, which is utter nonsense! I'm just naturally beautiful, and I only need to shave every day!" As he spoke, he deliberately touched his smooth chin to show his innocence.

Upon hearing this, the head of Muwei Hall couldn't help but sneer: "Shaving? You're kidding me! You've clearly taken a youth-preserving pill and are afraid to admit it!"

"You..." Master Qingfeng was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but unfortunately, he had already shaved his beard clean, leaving only his bald chin, which looked quite comical.

"Enough!" Lu Yuhang interrupted the argument again. "Both of you are highly respected seniors. What kind of behavior is this, arguing like this?"

The two were taken aback by Lu Yuhang's words and turned their heads away somewhat embarrassed.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, it's best to talk it out," Lu Yuhang continued. "Why resort to violence and ruin the harmony?"

Although Lu Yuhang was young, his words were all reasonable, leaving the two of them unable to refute him.

The Qingfeng Hall Master and the Muxu Hall Master exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of embarrassment in each other's eyes.

However, at this moment, Qingfeng Hall Master suddenly sneered: "Misunderstanding? I think he is clearly deliberately picking a fight!" Before he finished speaking, he attacked again, heading towards Muxu Hall Master.

The head of Muwei Hall was prepared and immediately met the challenge. The two exchanged blows, fighting fiercely. No one around dared to intervene and could only watch from a distance.

At this moment, Zhang Yuxi was standing outside the crowd, quietly watching this scene.

His gaze fell on the colorful butterfly fluttering in the air, and his brows furrowed slightly.

This colorful butterfly was used by Master Qingfeng to find the demon race. Logically speaking, the precious jade on his body could shield him from demonic energy, so the butterfly shouldn't have been able to detect him.

However, the butterfly flew directly towards him, which puzzled him greatly.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yuxi wondered to himself. "Could it be that my precious jade has lost its power?"

As he was thinking, the colorful butterfly flew in front of him, circling and fluttering around him, as if confirming something.

Zhang Yuxi's heart began to race. He knew that if he were discovered, he would have no choice but to run away.

Just then, he heard an anxious voice behind him: "Young master, be careful!"

Zhang Yuxi turned around abruptly and saw Qingyuan...

Zhang Yuxi felt a chill run down her spine. It was unlikely that the precious jade would malfunction, after all, it was a secret treasure of the Moon Dwelling Demon Kingdom.

Just who is this Master Qingfeng?

He stared intently at the butterfly, his palms sweating.

If we are discovered, things will likely turn out badly today. We will have no choice but to fight to the death and carve a bloody path through.

At almost the same moment, Qingfeng Hall Master also noticed Cai Die's unusual behavior.

It no longer flew aimlessly, but locked onto a direction, excitedly flapped its wings, and suddenly increased its speed.

"Found it!" Qingfeng Hall Master shouted, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. He ignored Muxu Hall Master and chased after the direction the colorful butterfly had flown off to.

Although the leader of Muwei Hall did not understand why, he sensed the seriousness of the matter and immediately stopped his attack, following closely behind.

The surrounding crowd, eager to watch the spectacle, surged forward and followed curiously.

Lu Yuhang and Qian Feng exchanged a glance, both seeing worry in each other's eyes. Qian Feng lowered his voice and said, "Yuhang, your father..."

Lu Yuhang shook his head, signaling him not to say anything more, and then quickly followed the crowd, with Qian Feng close behind.

As the colorful butterfly drew closer, Zhang Yuxi steeled his resolve and prepared to make a desperate attempt, only to see Qingyuan suddenly rush out from behind him, her delicate hand flashing out a streak of green light.

Before Zhang Yuxi could react to what was happening, she saw the colorful butterfly fly straight toward Qingyuan, circling around her a few times, seemingly even more excited.

When Qingfeng Hall Master and Muxu Hall Master arrived with their group, they were taken aback by what they saw.

The Qingfeng Hall Master pointed at Qingyuan, his voice trembling with excitement: "Demon aura! She possesses demonic aura! This butterfly was indeed right!"

An uproar erupted in the crowd, and everyone retreated, staring at Qingyuan with horrified eyes.

Qingyuan's face was pale, but she forced herself to remain calm and coldly surveyed the crowd.

Her demonic aura could no longer be completely concealed. Exposed to the sunlight, a bluish-green demonic power swirled around her, forming a thin halo.

At the critical moment, Lu Yuhang suddenly shouted, "You audacious monster! How dare you cause trouble here!" He drew his sword from his waist, pointed it at Qingyuan, and assumed an attack stance.

Qian Feng reacted immediately, drawing his weapon and standing in front of Lu Yuhang, pretending to protect him.

"Yu Hang, watch out!" Qian Feng shouted, but his eyes gestured for Lu Yu Hang to look at his father, everything was understood without words.

Seeing her son and Qian Feng's actions, Zhang Yuxi felt a warmth in her heart and understood their intentions.

They were protecting Qingyuan in their own way, buying him time.

Zhang Yuxi took a deep breath, suppressing her worry and anger, and her gaze fell on Lu Yuhang. Her deep voice rang out: "Yuhang, step back..."

Just as Zhang Yuxi was about to fight to the death, the colorful butterfly that had been circling the blue kite suddenly changed direction and flew back towards the Qingfeng Hall Master.

Master Qingfeng was taken aback. He reached out and caught the colorful butterfly, looked at it in confusion, then at Qingyuan, and murmured, "What's going on? Did I make a mistake?"

Just as he was wondering, the azure demonic energy around Qingyuan became increasingly dense, almost solidifying into a tangible form.

Her eyes were sharp as she scanned the crowd, and a powerful aura emanated from her.

Zhang Yuxi's heart tightened; he knew Qingyuan was going to fight desperately.

He disregarded his identity and rushed forward to fight alongside her.

"Dad! No!" Lu Yuhang shouted when he saw this, blocking his way.

At the same time, Qian Feng shouted, "Demon! Stop hurting people!" He brandished his long sword, pretending to attack Qing Yuan, but deliberately avoiding vital points.

Qing Yuan understood immediately. She grabbed Lu Yuhang and Qian Feng by the collar, shielding them in front of her, and shouted sternly, "Stop right now! Or I'll kill them!"

Upon seeing this, the crowd erupted in an uproar. Seeing that they were all children, they dared not approach rashly.

"Release them!" Qingfeng Hall Master roared, but dared not make any rash moves.

"If you dare take a step forward, I'll slit their necks!" Qingyuan's voice was icy, carrying a hint of ruthlessness.

She held Lu Yuhang and Qian Feng tightly, her nails digging deep into their skin, making them feel real pain.

Lu Yuhang and Qian Feng groaned in pain, their faces ashen, as if they were truly on the verge of death.

"Let's talk this out, don't be impulsive!" Hall Master Muxu also spoke up to dissuade him. He knew that this demon was powerful, and if they really started fighting, the consequences would be unimaginable.