To achieve immortality, I cultivate using Qi Luck

Chapter 372: 202: Destroying Iron Sword Sect_3

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Ding Xihua’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, as he thought to himself.

Ever since he ascended to the position of Sect Leader, he meticulously explored every inch of Dragon Mountain to patrol his territory.

Thus, he was intimately familiar with everything on the mountain. He could even distinguish all the scents of the flowers and grasses.

At this moment, however, the unfamiliar fragrance immediately aroused some dissatisfaction in the heart of the Iron Sword Sect Master.

This was because it made him feel that something unfamiliar and not under his control had intruded into his territory.

He hated the feeling of not being in control.

Nevertheless, Ding Xihua still did not open his eyes.

It was just a whiff of floral fragrance that came from the gap in the door. Once the wind had passed, the scent would naturally disappear.

As for the unfamiliar fragrance, he could walk to the back mountain later, find the flower, and naturally become familiar with it and have it under his control.

Thinking this way, Ding Xihua then felt a wave of fatigue emanating from his body. His eyelids seemed to grow heavier, as if countless cells were telling him.

I’m so tired; I’m so sleepy; I must sleep.

By this time, he finally realized something was wrong and woke up abruptly.

His eyes shot open, and he looked around the hall in horror, before feeling his heart thump.

Because he saw two figures standing side by side in a corner of the room. At the moment, the owners of those shadows were quietly looking at him.

“Who… are you…”

Ding Xihua stared at the two figures in terror, instinctively wanting to question them.

However, when he opened his throat, a dry pain shot through it, and a feeling of burning weakness spread from his heart and lungs throughout his body.

This sudden realization terrified him even more, as he knew he was already poisoned. He quickly mobilized his Inner Strength to suppress the toxin, and as his gentle Inner Strength flowed through his limbs, the burning weakness was finally somewhat contained.

But it was only contained.

Because the toxin was still slowly spreading inside his body, only at a slightly slower speed than before.

“Ah!”

“Who are you?!”

“Thieves!”

“Enemy, kill them!”

At that moment, numerous shouts and sounds of combat rang out from outside the hall and through Dragon Mountain.

Hearing these continuous cries of battle, Ding Xihua’s face turned instantly pale.

The new Sect Leader of the Iron Sword Sect finally realized that there were more than just two intruders. The enemy had targeted not just him, but the entire Iron Sword Sect.

This revelation brought boundless fear, causing his vision to almost go black.

“It seems we have been discovered, huh.”

At this moment, the two shadowy figures in the corner stepped out of the darkness. A young man dressed in black couldn’t help but shake his head.

“After all, he is a top-notch expert. It wouldn’t be easy to take him down without his knowledge.”

Another figure emerged, a young girl dressed in Miao nationality clothing, and her cold voice said, “That is true.”

Lu Yuan nodded in agreement and laughed, “Well, it doesn’t matter. Since poison won’t kill him, we can just burn him with a little more effort.”

Hearing this conversation, Ding Xihua’s face changed again, and he quickly shouted, “Spare my life! Let’s talk…”

But Lu Yuan simply ignored him.

He stretched out his hand, and a crimson flame instantly ignited in the middle of the hall—a manifestation of his external Red Sun Martial Arts body.

Lu Yuan pointed his finger, and the Red Sun flame instantly flew towards Ding Xihua.

Seeing this distinctive flame, Ding Xihua immediately recognized the strength of his foe: “Inborn!”

Despair engulfed him.

However, facing life and death, Ding Xihua did not give up resistance entirely. Instead, he exhausted all his internal strength to transform it into a pale mist, enveloping his body in an aura of Inner Qi.

But it was useless.

The Red Sun fire fell and immediately ignited the entire mist.

Ding Xihua tried his best to transport his Inner Strength to maintain the protective Qi aura, but as soon as his internal strength weakened slightly, the terrifying toxin would strike again.

Then it directly affected his meridians, causing his Inner Qi circulation to falter, and the inner Qi aura was lost – the Red Sun fire consumed it.

Without the protection of the Inner Qi, the red flame engulfed him, instantly reducing him to ashes.

All of this happened in just a few short moments.

Faced with the joint sneak attack of two Inborn Grandmasters, Ding Xihua, a mere top-ranked martial artist, had no chance of resistance.

Even hoping to live for a few more moments was beyond his reach.

“Alright, it’s done.”

Lu Yuan looked at the pile of ashes on the ground and dismissed his external Red Sun Martial Arts body—the red flames disappeared instantly. He retracted his extended hand and turned to Lan Cai’er with a smile, “It seems that Miss Lan and I will make a good pair in the future.

You’ll intoxicate people with poison, and I’ll burn them alive.

Under our combined Twin Swords United, even Inborn Grandmasters might fall to our hands.”

Hearing his words, Lan Cai’er understood his insinuation and snorted lightly, turning her head away, “With your current power, General, even an Inborn Grandmaster would not dare to trouble you. If you want to deal with someone, you can have countless subordinates do it for you; there’s no need to do it yourself.”

Lu Yuan laughed, “That’s true. But there’s nothing wrong with being prepared for everything. You and I should practice more together in the future, who knows when it might come in handy?”

After he finished speaking, he did not wait for Lan Cai’er’s reply and strode out.

By this time, the various shouts and cries of battle outside Dragon Mountain had begun to fade.

This time, he had brought four elite First-Rank experts, twenty-one Second-Rank experts, seventy Third-Rank Martial Artists, as well as five hundred elite personal guards with internal strength.

With such a massive force, it was more than enough to eliminate the remaining six to seven hundred disciples of the Iron Sword Sect on Dragon Mountain.

It could even be said that their showdown was a one-sided slaughter.

The opponents barely put up a fight before becoming dead souls under the intruders’ onslaught.

“Master!”

Observing the situation outside for a while, Zhou Qing came over with a sword in hand and saluted.

Lu Yuan looked at his disciple. Zhou Qing’s eyes were bloodshot, his face flushed, blood-soaked all over, and his hair disheveled. The Long Sword in his hand even had some notches.

He seemed to have just emerged from a fierce battle.