Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 998 - 925: Xuanyin Sect, Guan Qixing

"Xun Guang, where is our Yin Spirit Grass?"

The three of them hurriedly ran to the edge of the cliff, only to find a withered Yin Spirit Grass. The thin man in the middle immediately exclaimed in anger.

The man called out shuddered violently and quickly said, "How is this possible? Who secretly picked the flower of our Yin Spirit Grass! This Yin Spirit Grass was just ripening today; everything was under our control. How could someone conveniently pick this flower?"

The thin man’s eyes immediately flared with anger. This Yin Spirit Grass was discovered long ago by the Xuanyin Sect and contained the power of extreme yin, perfectly suitable for their cultivation method.

For Guan Qixing, it was a once-in-a-million cultivation holy relic. Seeing the Yin Spirit Grass bloom today, he rushed over at the first moment, only for someone else to have picked it.

How could he not be furious? 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Guan Qixing’s heart burned with anger, but a gleam flashed in his eyes as he turned and saw another person. "Ling Yun, what do you make of this?"

"Sect Leader, this indeed is too much of a coincidence. Could it be that we have a traitor in our Sect?" Ling Yun immediately analyzed.

"But besides the three of us, only the other two elders in the Sect and the Young Master know about the Yin Spirit Grass. The Young Master hasn’t been reachable for days; could it be the Young Master who leaked the information?"

Xun Guang also nodded, thinking Ling Yun’s analysis could be possible. Young Master Guan Yuntang had not sent back any news for a long time, so something must have happened.

This matter with the Yin Spirit Grass could indeed have been leaked by him.

"Pa!"

Right then, Guan Qixing suddenly struck, slamming a palm into Xun Guang’s chest. A burst of black energy enveloped Xun Guang’s body through Guan Qixing’s hand.

Xun Guang spit out a mouthful of blood and was knocked back like a torn sandbag.

"Sect Leader?"

Off to the side, Ling Yun was shocked and shouted in disbelief.

Guan Qixing did not stop there; he ignored the fallen Xun Guang and quickly turned to attack Ling Yun.

Fortunately, when Xun Guang was struck away, Ling Yun was already on guard, preventing Xu Xing from a successful sneak attack.

"Sect Leader, what are you doing? We’ve been your loyal protectors for over a decade, and now you want to kill us," Ling Yun questioned in surprise while defending against Guan Qixing’s attack.

"Hmph!"

Guan Qixing did not reply, his hands emitting more intense black energy as he fiercely attacked Ling Yun.

Ling Yun felt aggrieved, as he was merely an Intermediate War General, while Sect Leader Guan Qixing had been a High-level War General for many years. This time, picking the flower of the Yin Spirit Grass was intended to directly break through to become a War King Warrior!

How could he be Guan Qixing’s opponent? He had no choice but to hold on bitterly, but at this rate, he would surely be defeated sooner or later.

"Xun Guang, hurry up and help me, the Sect Leader has gone mad! If this continues, we’ll both be killed by him!" Ling Yun shouted in desperation, having barely endured a blow from Guan Qixing, forcing him to retreat several steps, stirring his vital energy and nearly spitting out blood.

Ling Yun cried out again; if things went on like this, he was surely doomed.

Covered in black energy and heavily injured from Guan Qixing’s blow, Xun Guang struggled.

But there was no time to recover; he slammed his own chest to forcibly dispel the black energy.

A look of venom flashed in his eyes; he had been loyal to the Xuanyin Sect, yet the Sect Leader wanted to kill them at this moment. Xun Guang hesitated no longer and immediately charged towards Guan Qixing.

All three were disciples of the Xuanyin Sect, and their cultivation techniques resembled one another. On the cliff, black energy swirled around. Though it was daytime, the howling of yin souls was chilling to the bone.

Even though it was two against one, Guan Qixing had been in the High-level War General realm for years and was strong; Ling Yun and Xun Guang were finding it increasingly difficult to withstand him.

A flash of fortune crossed Ling Yun’s mind. Luckily, the Sect Leader had given the Xuanyin Sect’s supreme treasure, the Blood Gourd, to his son Guan Yuntang; otherwise, with the power of the Blood Gourd, the two of them might have already been slain.

But even so, it seemed they would not be able to defeat Guan Qixing.

"Sect Leader, we have been utterly loyal to you. Even if you want to kill us, at least give us a reason so we can die without regrets," Ling Yun yelled.

"Hmph, only we few knew of the Yin Spirit Grass. How could someone have conveniently picked the Yin Spirit Grass earlier?" Guan Qixing said coldly, his eyes growing even more frigid. "It must be you old nuisances, coveting this Yin Spirit Grass and sending someone to seize the opportunity to pick it!"

"Sect Leader, aside from the two of us, the matter of the Yin Spirit Grass is known to the two elders in the Sect, and the Young Master also knows!"

Ling Yun shouted anxiously, knowing if he could not persuade Guan Qixing, both he and Xun Guang were surely doomed.

"Hmph, those two old things, I’ll deal with them when we return to the Sect."

Guan Qixing’s attack grew fiercer, with black rays flourishing and yin souls howling.

He refused to believe his son had leaked the news of the Yin Spirit Grass. These old men, all yearning for his position of Sect Leader, definitely stole the flower of the Yin Spirit Grass.

"You two old fools, just die for me!"

Guan Qixing shouted viciously.

"Sect Leader! We are loyal!"

Ling Yun still wanted to explain, but Xun Guang furiously shouted, "Ling Yun, why explain to him? This old dog has gone mad for the Yin Spirit Grass, and saying more is useless. This old dog wants to kill us; we must make him pay the price!"

Hearing this, Ling Yun stopped talking, having seen the desperation in the Sect Leader’s eyes—it was a fight to the death.

The two of them surged with spiritual power, using a method that consumed their life force to forcibly enhance their spiritual power. In an instant, shadows overlapped, and the wailing of ghosts was incessant.

"Courting death!"

Guan Qixing spat out a mouthful of blood, transforming it into nourishing liquid for the yin souls. Soon, a swathe of darkness enveloped the two.

"Yin Soul Array!"

Within the dark shroud, the shrieks of Xun Guang and Ling Yun were immediately heard. After an incense stick’s worth of time, the darkness dissipated, revealing the bodies of Ling Yun and Xun Guang, now reduced to mummified corpses.

Guan Qixing immediately collapsed to the ground; that last technique had caused him internal injuries. Without finding the flower of the Yin Spirit Grass, he would never advance to the War King Realm.

After resting a while to recover, Guan Qixing searched the mummified remains but found nothing.

His heart sank, as he wasn’t sure if these two had taken the flower of the Yin Spirit Grass. With the flower not on them, could someone have coincidentally picked it?

No time to ponder, the withering marks of the Yin Spirit Grass remained. If someone else had picked the flower, they likely hadn’t left the West.

Without hesitation, Guan Qixing forced himself up and ran into the forest.

He couldn’t let anyone leave with the flower of the Yin Spirit Grass; it was his only hope to advance to the War King Realm.