A Demon’s Path

As soon as Master Wujing returned to the mountain gate of the Xuanhai School, a figure followed behind him.

"Master Wujing, Ling Xiao from the Seven Devils Sect is visiting!" A thick voice spread throughout the Xuanhai faction, shaking all the disciples of the Xuanhai faction so excited and dizzy.

"Ling Xiao!" All the disciples of the Xuanhai Sect were so frightened that they rushed out quickly and surrounded their head.

They didn't want to help the leader deal with Ling Xiao together, but felt that by the leader's side, their safety could be more or less guaranteed.

Master Wujing still hated Ling Xiao for murdering his son, and said coldly: "If you want to make me bow like you subdued Shen Nanfeng, I advise you not to bother."

Ling Xiao knew that this person had a reputation for integrity, and people with such a reputation would more or less have such a hateful stubbornness.

Shen Nanfeng might be able to pretend to forget that Ling Xiao killed his son, but Master Wujing couldn't do it.

To allow himself to be a minister in front of the murderer of his son and enemy, as long as he thinks about it, he will feel that if this is the case, it would be better to die.

"You can kill me and destroy my Xuanhai faction, but don't think that we will surrender to you!" Seeing Ling Xiao looking at him with a half-smile, Wujing Daoist said bitterly.

"Oh, is that so?" Ling Xiao laughed strangely: "It's just your own idea, you can ask your disciples if they would like to die with you?"

Among the disciples, a few direct disciples of Daoist Wujing bravely stood up, puffed out their chests, and said proudly: "Ling Xiao, you can do whatever you want. If we frown, we won't be considered men!"

A few disciples took the lead, and other disciples also echoed: "Yes, if you have the ability to kill us together, you are not a good man if you are afraid of death..."

"What a group of brave people..." Ling Xiao sneered and swiped his sword finger. In an instant, thousands of blue sword shadows descended from the sky and flew towards the disciples of the Xuanhai Sect on the ground.

Facing Ling Xiaolan's blue-level sword shadow attack that was about to hit them, many people felt that death was so close to them for the first time, and couldn't help shouting: "Ah..."

After the screams, there was another deathly silence.

It took a long time for these disciples of the Xuanhai faction to come to their senses, and they were pleasantly surprised to find that they were still alive, but their bodies were drenched in sweat at some point.

All the blue sword shadows stopped within an inch of their eyes!

Ling Xiao laughed again: "Aren't you really afraid of death?"

Immediately, hundreds of people knelt down towards Ling Xiao with a plop, and kowtowed desperately: "Master Ling, spare me!"

Ling Xiao was suspended in mid-air, like a god who could directly determine life and death: "It's okay to spare your lives, as long as you can ask your master to ask me for mercy, I will spare your lives."

These hundreds of disciples immediately turned around and kowtowed to Master Wujing: "Master, I don't want to die, I beg you!"

There were even two disciples who hugged Daoist Wujing's thigh, weeping bitterly, their distressed appearance was unsightly.

There were two direct disciples who couldn't stand it anymore, and slapped two palms, smashing the heads of the two disciples who hugged their thighs: "Things that are useless!"

Daoist Wujing's eyes were red all over: "Forget it, Ling Xiao, if you want me to beg for mercy, I'll just beg for mercy! I beg you, Wujing, to let these poor disciples of mine go, okay?"

Ling Xiao nodded in satisfaction: "You people, you can get lost."

Those hundreds of disciples escaped from the Xuanhai faction as if they were about to receive an amnesty.

"Where are the others?" Ling Xiao pointed to the more than 2,000 disciples behind Daoist Wujing, looking at them with deep meaning in his eyes.

These people closed their eyes together, with determination on their faces: "Devil, if you want to do something, then do it!"

"Okay! Then you all go to die!" Ling Xiao waved his sleeves, and thousands of sword shadows passed through the bodies of these two thousand disciples!

"No!" Wujing roared, but it was too late.

Those disciples all fell to the ground without breath.

They didn't have any wounds on their bodies, nor did they have any fluctuations in their soul power. It is estimated that their souls have been taken away by Ling Xiao, the devil.

"My poor disciples..." Master Wujing sat down on the ground with a plop, with tears streaming down his face, "It's my teacher who harmed you..."

Ling Xiao sneered and said: "Wu Jing, are you still so stubborn? For your revenge of killing your son, you would rather risk the lives of all the disciples of the sect against me?"

Wujing stared blankly at the corpses all over the floor, his trembling hands stroked the face of the closest disciple beside him, and called affectionately: "Child..."

These people are all orphans picked up by Daoist Wujing when he was young and wandering around. Wujing adopted them and taught them their own skills.

They are not father and son, but better than father and son.

"If they can come back to life, I am willing to exchange anything... But, they are all dead, what's the use of talking about it?" Wu Jingxin stood up slowly, facing Ling Xiao, calmly Said: "You kill me too."

"Okay, then I'll make it happen for you!" Ling Xiao waved his sword forward casually, and tens of thousands of blue sword shadows whizzed out, flying towards the real Wujing.

Master Wujing closed his eyes, and flashed through his eyes the details of living with these disciples for decades...

"Master..." The voices of the call seemed to ring in his ears, pulling Wujing's memory even further.

However, why is this voice so real, and someone is pulling his clothes with his hands?

Wujing sensed something was wrong, and quickly opened his eyes to see, except that he was still alive, all the disciples who died just now came back to life!

Those disciples all looked at their master bitterly. Obviously, it was not a good feeling to walk through life and death just now.

But none of these disciples had a look of regret on their faces. Even if they were asked to choose again, they would still choose to live and die with their master.

The Xuanhai faction is their home, their home is gone, their master is gone, they would rather die with them.

Immortal Wujing immediately understood that Ling Xiao's first sword just sealed the soul power and breath of his disciples, and the second sword unsealed the sealed soul power on their bodies.

Thinking of this, his hatred for Ling Xiao has faded away, and he bowed to Ling Xiao solemnly: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your mercy..."

Ling Xiao floated down from the sky and landed directly in front of Daoist Wujing, and said in a rare seriousness: "You said just now that you are willing to exchange everything for the lives of these disciples with me. Now, I only want one thing from you. , just take it out."

Daoist Wujing is not even afraid of death, so why would he be afraid that Ling Xiao would ask him for something?

"Whatever, just say it."

"It should be a talisman, a purple-level talisman." Ling Xiao said with certainty, "I know, that talisman is on your body right now."

Wujing took out a piece of purple talisman paper from the storage space: "Is this one?"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly: "Yes."

Ling Xiao stroked it casually, and unceremoniously put the talisman paper into his storage space.

"Okay, I've got the things, goodbye, Master Wujing from Xuanhai Sect." Ling Xiao turned around to leave, but Master Wujing hurriedly shouted: "Wait!"

Ling Xiao had a tricky smile on the corner of his mouth, but his back was facing the real Wujing, so the real Wujing couldn't see it.

"What's the matter?" Ling Xiao turned around and looked at the real Wujing with a "curious" expression.

Master Wujing hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master Ling, why did you drive away those weak-willed people I teach earlier?"

"Does this need a reason?" Ling Xiao asked back.

Master Wujing nodded: "Need."

"No matter what I say, do you believe it?"

"believe."

Ling Xiao took a long breath of relief: "Okay, then I will tell you."

Ling Xiao presented the same scene to the real Wujing, and the complexion of the real Wujing was the same as Shen Nanfeng's when he saw this scene at the beginning, it turned white with a brush.

He immediately understood why Shen Nanfeng changed his attitude towards Ling Xiao as soon as he came into contact with Ling Xiao.

It turns out that this is the most important reason!

"If you don't want your disciple to die, I hope you will cooperate with me, like Shen Nanfeng." Ling Xiao said slowly, but there was a very firm and unquestionable tone in that tone.

Wujing Daoist asked very seriously: "Tell me, why do you want to fight against these forces that are impossible to fight against?"

It was the first time for Ling Xiao to answer this question from others, so he thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "You know, I am a very defensive person, and I am also a villain who will take revenge. Therefore, I will never allow anyone to be on my territory Sa Ye, kill the person I want to protect. In the past, it was the Beimin Sect, then the Seven Devils Sect, and now, it is the Yaotian Continent...do you need any other explanations?"

Master Wujing shook his head, he believed everything Ling Xiao said: "Listen up, all Xuanhai Sect disciples, from today onwards, our Xuanhai Sect is the same as Luofenggu, and only the Seven Demon Sect will follow!"

"Ah!" All the disciples were astonished, but no one raised their doubts.

They always believe in their master's choice, even if the master's choice is to let them die.

Ling Xiao nodded in satisfaction: "Master Wujing, you keep these things, and I, Ling Xiao, will bid farewell!"

Ling Xiao left behind a stored soul chain and turned to leave. Master Wujing disapproved and untied the soul chain.

In an instant, the entire ground in front of the Xuanhai faction's mountain gate was covered with a dazzling array of weapons, armors, pills and crystals, making all the disciples of the Xuanhai faction dizzy for a while.

These weapons and armors are all green or blue, big and small, all kinds, roughly estimated, there are thousands of them at least!

And the elixirs are all kinds of top-quality elixirs for enhancing strength, replenishing soul power, and detoxifying. In addition to these batches of crystals of various colors, the batch of property Ling Xiao sent is at least worth hundreds of millions of topaz!

The disciples of the Xuanhai School finally understood why many people liked Ling Xiao.

Even if they only listen to the master, they can't help but be moved in front of so many treasures. If it was someone else, why wouldn't you hug Ling Xiao's thigh and call him daddy?

Looking at the direction in which Ling Xiao was leaving, Master Wujing sighed: "If we can escape this catastrophe from now on, Ling Xiao will definitely become the master of the entire Yaotian!"

Aside from the surprise and joy of the disciples of the Xuanhai Sect, Ling Xiao, who was flying to the Seven Devils Sect, had a bitter face that hurt both flesh and blood.

The property that was given to these disciples of the Xuanhai School just now was the last batch of property left after adding together the property in Ling Xiao's Seven Soul Demon Chain and the property brought from the battlefield of gods and demons.

With Ling Xiao's character that regards money as his life, it's no wonder he doesn't feel sorry for such a large sum of property being given to Luofenggu, Xuanhai faction and Ziqiongmen!

"Fortunately, the soul chains of those corpses at the bottom of the swamp seem to be still there, and the items in their storage space should be there too. Find a time to go there and grab him a fortune!"