C17 This Is How Villains Are Raised

Since Ye Qingming would only be back two days later, then Qiao Sheng had nothing else to do now. He returned to Cloud Peak and set up a barrier around his cave, especially using an ancient divine weapon as the eye of the formation. If Zhedan was not stupid and insisted on destroying the barrier, no one would normally be able to enter this barrier.

Qiao Sheng was too tired and needed to rest. He didn't want to see anyone until Ye Qingming returned.

Therefore, Qiao Sheng made his cave indestructible just to sleep.

After a cultivator reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, he could take fasting pills and live a good life without eating or drinking. Qiao Sheng had not eaten anything for a long time, except for the time he roasted an antelope and fish in the secret realm.

Sleeping was not very important to cultivators either, but Qiao Sheng was not a person of this world after all, and he would also have the desire to sleep. When he was tired, he would want to close his eyes.

He closed his eyes for two days, and there were no signs of the barrier being destroyed. However, Ye Qingming did not come over.

Qiao Sheng frowned as he rode his sword and went straight to the outer sect. Seeing the person in charge that day, the person in charge respectfully led him through large and small Spirit Nurseries and arrived at a wooden house. Ye Qingming's usual task was to take care of the herbs in the Spirit Nursery. He lived here with two other outer sect disciples.

Qiao Sheng nodded and told the master to go ahead and ignore him. He would go find Ye Qingming himself.

As soon as Qiao Sheng got close to the wooden house, he heard voices coming from inside.

"Hey, let me tell you, I heard that the inner sect has been very chaotic these days. Several cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage have died. I heard that they were sucked dry of their blood and died. It's too terrifying!"

"I heard that too. Weren't there Demonic Beasts crazily running out of the back mountain a few days ago? Do you think it was done by Demonic Beasts?"

"How is this possible! The ones running out are all low level Demonic Beasts. How could a Foundation Establishment cultivator not be able to defeat a mere low level Demonic Beast!"

"That's too bizarre. Who would do such a thing..."

The wooden door was pushed open from the outside. The two of them turned their heads and saw a cold-looking man in a white robe standing at the door. The two of them quickly stood up and said, "May I ask who you are?"

"Where's Ye Qingming?" Qiao Sheng asked indifferently. He swept his gaze around the room, but there was no sign of Ye Qingming.

"Ah, him? He's watering the southeast region." The disciple looked eagerly at Qiao Sheng, who was like a god, "Why don't I take you there?"

Qiao Sheng turned around and left, "No need."

When he went to the southeast region, he saw a man in a white shirt lowering his head to water the Spirit Nursery.

"Qing Ming."

"Master!" Ye Qingming suddenly heard Qiao Sheng's voice and dropped the gourd in his hand. He looked over excitedly.

However, the excitement in his eyes instantly disappeared when he saw Qiao Sheng, and a trace of hatred flashed across his face.

Qiao Sheng's heart sank when he saw this. He covered the fleeting ruthlessness in his eyes and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Ye Qingming clenched his fists tightly. His gaze landed on Qiao Sheng's broken lips and said, "Is it him? How dare he treat Master like this! How dare he... How dare he..."

Ye Qingming had been hit by Zhedan's palm and suffered internal injuries. Under the care of the various heavenly treasures that Qiao Sheng had given him, he had more or less recovered. However, when he saw the ambiguous traces that Qiao Sheng did not cover up, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qiao Sheng supported Ye Qingming and said in a cold tone, "Go over there. I'll treat your injuries."

"Master, he..."

"Enough," Qiao Sheng interrupted him, "You don't have to worry about my matters. You just need to cultivate well."

Qiao Sheng stepped forward and lifted Ye Qingming's chin. He looked straight into the anger in Ye Qingming's eyes and said, "Remember, don't let me down."

"Master..." Ye Qingming suddenly lowered his eyes and suppressed the raging anger in his heart. He felt that his heart was in pain, and there was nothing he could do.

Qiao Sheng took him out of the man-eating palace and set him on the path of cultivation, away from the world of mortals. But all he could do for Qiao Sheng was to kill Hsiang Lanxuan, and after all these years, he had never even seen Hsiang Lanxuan.

He would not let his master down, never.

And that red clothed man, he must... must kill him! All those who encroached on his master should die!

"The demonic Qi in your body has leaked." Qiao Sheng moved to the side with slight disdain. The Demonic Cultivator's Demonic Qi had the ability to corrode anything it touched. The higher one's cultivation, the stronger this ability was.

... "I'm sorry, Master." Ye Qingming gloomily hid the demonic Qi on his body and lowered his head. It was as if there was a dark cloud covering his head.

In Qiao Sheng's eyes, Ye Qingming was still a child. There was no need for him to be angry with a child. He said lightly, "Alright, treat your injuries first."

"Okay." Ye Qingming was still unhappy.

"Let's go to Cloud Peak. This place is not suitable for you."

Ye Qingming raised his head, his eyes flashing as he shook his head, "No need, Master. I'll be right here."

Qiao Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

"I'm a Demonic Cultivator. I'll be discovered in the inner sect, not to mention..." Ye Qingming gritted his teeth, "They can find me here."

"Who?" Qiao Sheng asked.

Ye Qingming confessed: "The other Demonic Cultivators all follow me. Master, will you blame me..."

"Why should I blame you?" Qiao Sheng asked curiously. He was extremely happy that Ye Qingming had a follower.

"Master."

"Hmm?"

"Master, you're so kind."

Qiao Sheng chuckled when he heard that. Ever since he could remember, Ye Qingming was the only one who had sincerely said that he was good.

Qiao Sheng's laughter stunned Ye Qingming for a moment before he started laughing along with him.

"Since you chose to stay here, then let's stay here," Qiao Sheng thought of something else and stood up. "I still have something to do."

Ye Qingming sat on the ground and watched the white figure leave. He told himself in his heart that he must work hard to increase his cultivation, for his master and for himself.

Qiao Sheng returned to Cloud Peak on his sword and headed straight to the place where he and Zhedan were together that day. He did not expect to find Zhedan.

He didn't expect Zhedan to be there. Under the blue sky and white clouds, he lay lazily on the grass, his eyes closed, a faint smile on his lips.

Zhedan stood above Zhedan's head with a cold face. Zhedan opened his eyes and said, "My husband has finally come to find me. I have waited here for a long, long time."

"I told you not to attack the cultivators of Nether Sect." Qiao Sheng said condescendingly.

"Hmm?" Zhedan was puzzled, "And then?"

"A Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Nether Sect died. His blood was sucked dry and he died."

Zhedan's expression changed. He suddenly stood up from the ground, grabbed Qiao Sheng's shoulder, and asked him, "Where is it? Tell me where it is."

"Ha!" Qiao Sheng shook off Zhedan, "How could you not know where it is?"

He had said that he wouldn't allow Zhedan to suck blood in the Nether Sect. He hated trouble.

"Didn't you say that my blood is the blood of the Divine Veins? Why? Are you tired of it?"

Zhedan frowned for no reason. He ignored Qiao Sheng's sarcasm and said, "It's not me."

"Oh." Qiao Sheng obviously did not believe him. He turned around and left a bleak back view to Zhedan, "There won't be a next time, otherwise..."

Qiao Sheng paused for a moment, "You will become enemies with the entire Nether Sect. You are indeed powerful. I have never known the limit of your ability, but your strength is constantly weakening."

He had felt this since the day he had sex with Zhedan.

As if he had touched Zhedan's bottom line, Zhedan's face darkened. His fangs were bared, but he suppressed the anger in his heart. He spread his wings and flew into the distance.