Seeing the girl walking towards him, Lu Qinghe felt vaguely familiar.
He knew that this was originally a memory belonging to "Lu Qinghe."
After a little thought, he suddenly understood the identity of the girl.
Lu Qingyun.
As Snow Sword Villa Lord Lu Qingfeng had many wives and children, the relationships between the children could not be described as harmonious.
Out of ninety-three children, they had been divided into numerous factions based on their mothers' backgrounds.
Lu Qingyun and Lu Qinghe were both born to a lowly servant girl, and their humble origin made them suffer various forms of abuse. Their mother died in a strange way due to the power struggle in the family, leaving only the siblings to rely on each other.
As a result, they had an exceptionally close relationship during their childhood.
"Damn, they actually dared to injure you like this!"
Looking at the blood-stained Lu Qinghe, Lu Qingyun's eyes showed a cold gleam.
"Qinghe, how do you want to deal with them?"
Lu Qinghe glanced at Ji Wujin.
Ji Wujin had already reached the Quintuple Refinement Realm in cultivation. Even though Lu Qinghe was seriously injured and his strength was greatly diminished, there was a way to kill him.
As for Wang Daozhen...
Refining the sixth peak of truth.
Surpassing the ultimate limit of those he could contend with.
"They are your captives."
Lu Qingyun understood Lu Qinghe's meaning.
Her gaze swept over Ji Wujing and Wang Daozhen, and she waved her jade hand.
A female swordsman who came with her immediately obeyed the order, rode down and thrust her sword.
"No!"
Ji Wujing's pupils widened, about to say something, but before he could speak, his throat had already been pierced by a sword.
After killing Ji Wujing, the female swordsman didn't hesitate, turned and walked towards Wang Daozhen.
"No! You can't kill me! I am a descendant of the Wang family of the Qian Gu City. If you want to kill me, I am willing to apologize to Lu Qinghe!"
Seeing the female swordsman walking towards him, Wang Daozhen's eyes were full of fear.
However, the female swordsman showed no change in her expression at his words.
"I beg you for mercy!"
Wang Daozhen struggled and quickly got up, about to fly away to escape.
"Hmm!?"
Seeing this scene, Lu Qingyun's eyes flashed with cold light. Her precious sword instantly unsheathed, and her figure turned into a white shadow.
The speed was so fast that even Lu Qinghe only got a rough idea.
"No!"
"Chk!"
In the fearful wail, blood splattered.
A large amount of blood gushed out from the wound in Wang Daozhen's throat that had been pierced.
"Shoo!"
With a fatal sword strike, Lu Qingyun tossed her sword, and another female swordsman came forward, took her sword, and took out a piece of silk cloth to wipe away the blood on it.
"Miss, how should we deal with these people?"
At this point, the gaze of a female swordsman had already fallen on the few people who had come with Qin Huailing.
As the attention of the others shifted, several of those who had come with Qin Huailing were full of fear. Some of them hurriedly distanced themselves from Qin Huailing: "It's not my business, it's him, it's him, it's all Qin Huailing. He incited us."
"We were just deceived. If we had known he would dare to deal with Lord Lu Qinghe, even if we were given a thousand guts, we wouldn't dare to travel with him."
"Please spare our lives, Miss Lu Qingyun."
The remaining four people begged for mercy one after another, their hearts filled with fear and regret.
They never expected that behind Lu Qinghe was such a terrible god of death, even the top ten core students of Changkong Academy would be slain at a word.
Compared to Wang Daozhen, a core student of Changkong Academy, their status and strength were not even worth mentioning.
"Each of them loses an arm, as for the ringleader..."
Lu Qingyun's gaze fell on Qin Huailing and Ji Changyue, directly causing them to tremble and prostrate themselves: "Spare our lives..."
"Kill them!"
"Shoo!"
Several female swordsmen made their move at the same time, and in an instant, Qin Huailing and Ji Changyue were beheaded, their corpses lying on the spot. The others, without exception, had their arms severed.
For a while, the sound of wailing was endless.
This scene, seen by those onlookers, made them shudder.
But more young men and women looked at Lu Qingyun with eyes filled with some fanatical admiration.
A strong person.
This is a strong person.
The unparalleled style of a young strong person.
Compared to Lu Qingyun, what are Qin Feng, Ji Wujing, Ji Changyue, and Wang Daozhen? They are all nothing, like the difference between heaven and earth.
"Snow Eagle Swordsmen."
Lu Qinghe glanced at the few people who were acting, vaguely guessing the identity of these female swordsmen.
Snow Eagle Swordsmen.
The elite among the elite of Snow Sword Villa, equivalent in status to Dragon Eagle Swordsmen, specializing in protecting the junior members with unlimited potential selected by Lu Qingfeng. Even the least skilled among them had reached the fourth peak of refining truth.
At the moment, the fifteen female swordsmen following Lu Qingyun were probably elites who had reached the fifth and sixth peaks of refining truth.
"Qinghe, I'm sorry I'm late. Letting you suffer, it's all that dog servant Lu Feng's fault, actually daring to hide your situation from me, making me only find out today that you were framed! I'm lucky you weren't really crippled in your meridians, or else, I'd have to kill that servant!"
Lufeng.
It's the housekeeper Lu mentioned by Longying swordsman Jian Shoukou.
The matter of his meridians being shattered has passed, and he will not reiterate it.
"Don't worry, Beihan Zhen, I won't let him go. Once my matters are settled here, I'll go with you to Black Jiao King's Mansion and let Black Jiao King hand over Beihan Zhen to you for disposal!"
"No need."
Lan Qinghe thought about the difficulties he encountered when he came to this world. Under the coercion of Beihan Zhen and Beizhen Phoenix, he had more than a narrow escape?
The former Lan Qinghe had long been forced to death by them!
"Beihan Zhen, Beizhen Phoenix, I will deal with them."
"You take care of it..."
Lan Qinghe looked at the resolute Lan Qinghe, whose temperament had obviously changed significantly compared to before, and his eyes brightened.
It seems that his elder brother has undergone some kind of transformation during this past month of upheaval in his life.
And this transformation is undoubtedly developing in a positive direction.
"Good! I'll leave it to you, my elder brother, to deal with it. Beihan Zhen is just a waste at the third level of refining true essence. Even if he returns to the mansion and receives resources from there, it won't amount to much. I have already become an inner disciple of the Wuxian Sect. I can bring a close attendant into the sect. With the various resources of the sect, in less than three years, you will surely leave Beihan Zhen behind."
"Go to the Wuxian Sect?"
"Yes, the Wuxian Sect! Only by going to the Wuxian Sect can I protect you."
Lan Qingyun said, glancing coldly at the already deceased Ji Wuji, Wang Daozhen, and others, "I absolutely won't allow such a thing to happen again today. You are my elder brother, my only relative in this world. Whoever dares to harm you, I will kill him!"
When she said this, Lan Qingyun exuded a chilling killing intent all over her body, and her tone was icy, causing the people upstairs, such as Yan Youyou and Meng Feifei, to fall silent one by one, not daring to even breathe.
Lan Qingyun, the talented disciple of the Wuxian Sect.
Sixteen years old, cultivating to the seventh level of refining true essence at a young age.
At the moment she arrived, her momentum had already suppressed the entire scene.
"I intended to go to the Lianyun Mountain for cultivation..."
"Lianyun Mountain? Qinghe, your cultivation speed in the Wuxian Sect definitely exceeds that of you squandering your youth in the Qingyuan Academy. It's settled. Unless you can defeat me, don't interfere and just listen to my arrangements!"
Lan Qingyun decisively made a decision.
"Following the training plan I outlined for you, I guarantee that you will reach the innate realm within a year!"
Her resolute and decisive appearance was like a heroic woman, guiding the country with great momentum!
"Let's go, let's return to the Xuejian Manor first."
Having completed the arrangements, Lan Qingyun no longer wasted any time. She reached out to Lan Qinghe and said, "Ordinary horses can't keep up with the speed of the Dragon Feather Horse. Qinghe, let's ride together."
Lan Qinghe glanced at the now grown-up Lan Qingyun and said, "I'll ride alone. Let the Snowhawk swordsman provide another mount."
"The Dragon Feather Horse is unruly and can't be controlled by ordinary people. Alright, Qinghe, stop being so stubborn."
After saying this, Lan Qingyun provoked her true energy, and with a sweep, she pulled Lan Qinghe's body closer to her. She had already boarded the Dragon Feather Horse with him in tow.
The huge gap between the seventh level of refining true essence and the second level made him powerless to resist.
"Get settled, hold onto my waist."
Lan Qingyun said to Lan Qinghe behind her, and they set off towards the outskirts of Qingyuan City, followed closely by fifteen Snowhawk swordsmen.
Lan Qinghe was eager to take this opportunity to ask Yan Youyou about the identity of the woman who gave him the intermittent Ling Pill, but Lan Qingyun marched on, not giving him a chance.
That favor...
Must be repaid.
Like the drip seeks an overflowing spring, with a clear heart and sincere intention, one can find the truth and seek the way.
But with his current status and cultivation, even if he were to learn the woman's identity, he was afraid he would be powerless to act.
Thinking to this point, Lan Qinghe suppressed his thoughts, focused his energy, and steadied his figure on the Dragon Feather Horse.
In the beginning, Lan Qinghe was unwilling to move forward holding Lan Qingyun's waist like a woman, but as the Dragon Feather Horse left Qingyuan City at full speed, they flew like the wind.
A powerful gust of wind came from the front, causing Lan Qinghe to lose his footing due to the slight turbulence, and he had to hold onto Lan Qingyun.
For a moment, a faint scent of a young girl filled his senses.
Suppressing the somewhat chaotic thoughts in his heart, Lan Qinghe formally sized up the sixteen-year-old girl with flowing hair before him.
If it weren't for her arrival today, the situation would have been difficult to resolve.
He could kill Qin Feng and defeat Ji Wuji but was bound to be no match for Wang Daozhen if he had to face him alone.
Lan Qingyun's arrival had averted a great danger for him.
In addition, her main purpose on this trip would be to take him to the Wuxian Sect.
The Wuxian Sect, a holy place for cultivation that rivals the royal family.
Among those major powers, the cultivation resources they have are far from being comparable to the resources of the Qingyuan Academy, Qingyuan City, and the Tianhe Swordsmen's Hall. Only by practicing in such major sects can one quickly advance to higher realms and have access to a broader world.
The Asking Immortal Sect!
This is his opportunity!
An opportunity to soar!
Cailuofa Place.
The sect has many cultivation resources, a myriad of cultivation techniques, and occupies the blessed land of Lingshan. It has already secured three of the benefits for cultivation. Upon thinking this, Lu Qinghe glanced at Lu Qingyun, but said nothing more.
The inner disciples of the Asking Immortal Sect...
This cannot be her ultimate goal.