Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 854 - 440: Cang Yun and Cang Ming (Part 3)

"That’s just perfect. Last night, my senior brother captured the Eastern Venerable of the Demon Sect and a bunch of Blood God’s Son. They are currently being sealed and refined.

If the two of you have time, please help protect the law, and beware of any petty attacks or the evil demons breaking free." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Jiang Youying exclaimed,

"Ten Extremes Venerable Master! Eastern Venerable! Emei Cang Song, the best in the world, truly lives up to his name! Truly extraordinary!"

Cang Ming scratched his head,

"Uh, that’s not it. Second Senior Brother is in the north exterminating demons. That Venerable was taken by the eldest brother."

Ji Chongguang listened, unable to hide his curiosity,

"I’ve long heard of the Seven Heroes of Emei, especially Daoist Cang Song being the most formidable. But who exactly is your esteemed eldest brother? Who is more skilled compared to Daoist Cang Song?"

Cang Ming, knowing it’s not impolite, explained patiently as the fame of eldest brother Cang Bi isn’t prominent,

"Our Emei was originally a small sect from the mountains, hidden within the hillsides, so indeed the fame doesn’t spread. Either disciples bring art to join the master, or they are personally selected and guided by the senior brother. The entire sect was raised single-handedly by the eldest brother.

Even our own skills and abilities are like this; the eldest brother was taught by the master, and we were taught by the eldest brother. Thus, in my opinion, naturally, it is our eldest brother who is unfathomable and the most formidable."

Listening to his words, not only was Youying amazed, but Chongguang was also momentarily shocked.

One must know that these seven people from Emei have been rising fiercely, defeating demons, exterminating evils, breaking calamities, and sweeping the Central Plains without a loss. Even such ancient sects as the nine major sects, often thousands of years old, have many Heavenly Pride Daoists defeated at the hands of these people.

In a place like Cloud Platform Peak, full of Eight Trigram gossip, naturally, everyone has heard of this emerging force that appeared out of nowhere. It seems that only recently has the spotlight been overshadowed by someone who annihilated their whole family.

However, after all, before Cang Song entered the Dao, he was already the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, one of the few powerful figures in Jianghu. With martial arts entering the Dao and Daoist Skills profound, being able to battle and fight is also common. Therefore, the attention of the Mystic Sect People is subconsciously drawn to topics like how powerful Cang Song’s punches can be.

Yet hearing the Emei people’s comments at this moment, saying without a trace of hesitation that the eldest brother is the most formidable is unexpected. Could it be that this eldest brother truly has skills surpassing Cang Song?

That would be terrifying... Cang Song is almost already the best in the world; could it be that there’s really something beyond the sky?

During the conversation, the three have already arrived in the city, and at a distance, they see a ground full of corpses and a giant Blood Pool cauldron. Two Mystic Lady Disciples also exclaimed. It seemed to be their first time seeing such a horrendous battlefield, trembling uncontrollably, not knowing what magic treasure they used, enveloping themselves in thunder and lightning, ready to escape at any moment.

Cang Ming also noticed their pale faces, clearly showing they’ve never seen so many dead people and hadn’t prepared mentally. He didn’t stay to watch them embarrass themselves, descending early to greet,

"Cang Yun, two senior sisters have come to help. Don’t sit alone sulking; you won’t find a Daoist companion like that. Come say hello; perhaps you could form a brief affair..."

Then Cang Ming was embarrassed, because he saw one ’senior sister’ sitting in the junior brother’s arms, giggling sweetly, her clothes gradually looser, her back bare, twisting like a shedding water snake.

However, Cang Yun remained expressionless, just glaring at the cauldron with a sallow face, as if engaged, unfazed, staying dutifully on guard, as if already having transcended worldly desires after an experience...

"Cough, cough, Cang Yun Junior Brother, who might this be..."

After all, guests had arrived behind him, and Cang Ming had to awkwardly remind. As the senior sister heard and turned her head...

Huh? Why no face?