A Demon’s Path

The next day, Luo Shang, the head of the Yangquan School, followed Li Yuanhuan to the Beimin School. When he saw his master, Wang Batian looked guilty: "Master, more than 20 junior brothers died..."

Except for a stinky face, Luo Shang couldn't see any other expressions on his face: "Well, I see, let's go back."

The Beimin Sect disciples silently watched these Yangquan Sect members leave, and when they had just reached the gate, Ling Xiao suddenly laughed loudly and said, "Master Luo, what about the 20% profit you promised to give us? Don't tell us, Those medicines haven’t been sold yet.”

Blind people can feel that Luo Shang is in an extremely bad mood at this time, and Ling Xiao dares to touch this bad luck at this time. The disciple of Yangquan School who is familiar with Luo Shang's temper thought secretly: "This kid is so courageous!"

Sure enough, Luo Shang's body shook slightly, and a powerful cyan soul power rushed towards Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively wanted to escape. Even if he is a genius, it is impossible for Ling Xiao to withstand the coercion of the chain soul master who is much higher than him!

At this time, a cloud of blue soul power came out from behind Ling Xiao, which offset Luo Shang's soul power and turned into a gust of wind. Only then did Ling Xiao secretly heave a sigh of relief, and felt a little more hatred for Luo Shang, the head of the Yangquan School.

Luo Shang didn't turn his head back, and said coldly: "Cheng Qiantai, are you just letting your disciples be so presumptuous?"

Cheng Qiantai snorted and said: "Even if the kid ignores it, you, an elder, can't do this cruelly. Besides, my disciple, it's not up to others to discipline him."

Ling Xiao sneered and said, "Master Luo, it's fine if you don't pay back the spar stones you owe us to the Beimin faction, but you are so blatantly reneging on your debts and beating people, what a great prestige you Yangquan faction has!"

Luo Shang clenched his fists tightly and made a clicking sound: "I'm in a bad mood today, boy, you dare to talk to me like that, remember it yourself, your master can't protect you all the time!"

Threats, blatant threats.

Cheng Gantai's face was livid, and he waved his sleeves: "Master Luo is easy to leave, don't send him off!"

Luo Shang didn't bother to say anything, and left with Wang Batian and other disciples. Wang Batian looked back at Ling Xiao and Li Yuanhuan, with a little gratitude and guilt in his eyes.

Li Yuanhuan nodded, indicating that he understood. Ling Xiao, on the other hand, was indifferent, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Everyone from the Yangquan faction walked to the foot of the mountain, and Luo Shang had a grim expression on his face: "Batian, why are you flirting with the disciples of the Beimin faction?"

Wang Batian bent down respectfully and replied: "Master, they saved me..."

"Bastard!" Luo Shang cursed loudly: "How do I teach you all day long? In the world of chain soul masters, there are only interests and the jungle, and there is no friendship to speak of!"

Wang Batian didn't dare to disobey his master's wishes, so he responded very carefully: "Yes, master, this disciple realizes his mistake."

Luo Shang snorted heavily, and said in a rough voice: "Batian, you are my eldest disciple, and the person who will inherit the sect in the future, if you are too kind, one day our Yangquan sect will change. Become the Beimin faction that everyone bullies now! Go back this time, and teach your brother well, and try to suppress the Beimin faction in the new competition. In this way, the possibility of the Beimin faction merging into our Yangquan faction will increase. Much bigger."

As soon as the new competition was mentioned, Wang Batian suddenly thought of Ling Xiao and Ling Xiao's eyes that he couldn't see through no matter what he looked at, he couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.

The Falling Wind Valley new competition is coming soon, Ling Xiao and Bei Min sent all the disciples to practice hard together. Cheng Yu was even more diligent, practicing Beimin School's sword skills all day long - Beimin Tianjian Sword, even Ling Xiao couldn't help admiring Cheng Yu's perseverance.

"I really don't know why Senior Sister is working so hard." Ling Xiao said with emotion.

Li Yuanhuan smiled faintly: "Master always wanted a boy who could inherit the Beimin sect, so he married another teacher's wife. The junior sister was not convinced, so she has been working hard to prove that she is no worse than a boy."

Ling Xiao thought about it, and thought it was quite funny, girls are girls no matter what, why must they compare themselves with boys? Master is also true, why does it have to be a boy? Let the senior sister marry the senior brother, wouldn't it be enough for the senior brother to inherit the Beimin faction?

Ling Xiao has long noticed that the senior brother usually looks at this senior sister in a very different way, with something called "gentleness" in his eyes, but he doesn't know if this senior sister who is younger than him understands it.

Usually, this senior sister always has a face of indifference and indifference to others. Even the senior brother who is very considerate to her, she doesn't have a particularly good face.

Even so, Ling Xiao couldn't stand seeing the seriousness of the senior sister Cheng Yu, "I said, senior brother, can we help the senior sister?"

Li Yuanhuan shook his head: "No need. Except for what Master taught her and gave her, she will not accept other people's things."

Ling Xiao murmured secretly: "It's really a donkey's temper. Forget it, I'll just try to put in as much effort as possible. Fighting and killing are really not suitable for girls."

Cheng Qiantai didn't say anything, but Li Yuanhuan had already told Ling Xiao about the importance of the new competition.

In Ling Xiao's words, the new competition is a group of girls from the Piaohong Academy who want to take money from others and pretend to be innocent.

To put it bluntly, the big fish eat the small fish. A fish without strength can only become food for other fish.

In this new competition, if Beimin faction has no disciples in the top ten, then all disciples will be merged into other sects, and Cheng Qiantai can only go to Luofenggu to be a nominal elder.

That's the rules of the game.

"Ahh..." Ling Xiao stretched her waist and stretched a few times: "Come on, senior brother, let's go to Beimin City for a drink!"

Li Yuanhuan frowned: "Master does not let the disciples go down the mountain to disturb the people, and also forbids the disciples in the sect to drink alcohol and have sex."

Ling Xiao was startled: Is there such a rule? He is also planning to go to Piaohong Courtyard to drink flower wine. However, how did senior brother know that he was going to go to bed?

In Ling Xiao's mind, there is no difference between drinking flower wine and sex. If those prostitutes don't want to do that, why don't they just go to a restaurant after drinking, and spend a lot of money to go to that kind of place?

The meaning of the so-called drunken man is not to drink, but to use alcohol to entertain himself.

"Don't let me go? I'll pretend I don't know, just sneak out later." Thinking of wine, Ling Xiao remembered that when she was a child, she secretly ate sacrifices in front of other people's graves, drank the wine as tea, and got drunk all night.

Since then, he has been obsessed with alcohol, the feeling of half-drunk, half-awake, as if he wanted to leave all his troubles behind, is really good.

Some time ago, I worked hard and practiced hard. Now there are only ten days left, and I can't make much progress if I want to practice. It's better to relax.

I usually watch other people go to that kind of place, but now that I have money, I want to be a good uncle. Go to Piaohong Courtyard to find Zi Yun, the most famous girl, listen to her play the piano, sing ditties, if possible, what happens next...

For the first time, I don't know what will happen? It's really exciting!

Ling Xiao was thinking about the nasty thoughts that ordinary men think, and she almost drooled.

"Junior Brother Ling, what are you thinking?" Li Yuanhuan asked with concern, seeing Ling Xiao's distraught appearance.

Ling Xiao chuckled twice: "It's okay, it's okay. Brother, I'm a little tired today, I'm going to rest first. Don't call me for dinner, I want to sleep until dawn."

Li Yuanhuan nodded, and said with a distressed face: "Okay."

Ling Xiao dismissed Li Yuanhuan, ran out of the mountain gate, and headed straight down the mountain to Beimin City.

The sun was setting and it was dusk. When Ling Xiao appeared in front of the gate of Piaohong Courtyard, the old bustard with an inch of rouge on his face almost didn't recognize him: "Yo, this... this... isn't this brother Xiaosha who sells medicine?"

Brother Xiaosa, the bustard gave Ling Xiao a special title.

In the past, the old bustard always shouted in a teasing tone, but now her face was full of surprise.

Except for Ling Xiao's appearance, both his physique and temperament have undergone tremendous changes.

Seeing Ling Xiao's "immortal" appearance with "immortal demeanor", how dare the old bust make fun of him?

In this kind of place, the rich is the uncle, even if you were a beggar just a moment ago.

Ling Xiao proudly threw an orange spar to the bustard: "Thank you, I want Miss Ziyun to accompany me tonight!"

Holding the orange spar in his hand, the bustard smiled broadly, and then said mysteriously: "Brother Xiaosha, we have a special program here tonight. If you are still interested in Miss Ziyun after that program, I will How about I arrange it for you again?"

Ling Xiao blinked, looked at the old bustard's expression of "grand recommendation", and nodded: "Okay, then I'll take a look and talk about it."

The old bustard was smiling, and the white powder on his forehead had dropped a lot due to wrinkles: "Okay, okay, you go to the Plum Blossom Pavilion first, and the good show is about to be staged!"

Ling Xiao didn't bother to pay attention to the mysterious procuress, and sat directly in the private room on the third floor.

Piaohong Courtyard is a circular building, and every private room can see the hall in the middle.

As soon as Ling Xiao sat down, he immediately picked up the jug and downed the wine in one gulp: "Ah, good wine! I've never had such a good wine!"

After drinking, the lips and teeth are fragrant, this is the characteristic of good wine, Ling Xiao, who is used to drinking bad wine, naturally understands it.

He was just about to ask the servants of Piaohong Courtyard to bring him some more jugs of such good wine, when he heard a burst of whistles and screams outside, followed by a man roaring with a loudspeaker He said: "Everyone, please be quiet! Tonight, the highlight of the Piaohong Academy is also the most grand event in the history of the Piaohong Academy is about to begin!"