C18 This Is How Antagonists Are Raised

Disciples of the Nether Sect kept dying, and their blood was sucked dry.

The Sect Leader held an emergency meeting and called all the elders who were not in seclusion over.

In the center of the Black Tortoise Hall, there were a few dried corpses. The elders had different expressions. Some of them revealed pity, while others were indifferent.

"It's really like one wave after another before the first calms down. The investigation in the back mountain is clear, and now, alas!" The Sect Leader shook his head and sighed. The Nether Sect was a great sect, and in the past three hundred years, nothing had happened to it. Why did things happen one after another in the past year? As a Sect Leader, he was also in a dilemma.

Qiao Sheng stood at the edge, watching coldly. Although he already knew who the murderer was, he did not plan to say it. It would not do him any good to say it.

"Qingshang, why don't I see the fellow Daoist who came back with you?" Perhaps the Sect Leader was suspicious, he casually mentioned it, but his gaze fell on Qiao Sheng, wanting to get a definite answer.

Qiao Sheng said: "Wouldn't it be very strange for Sect Leader to see him?"

... "" Sect Leader coughed uncomfortably, stroked his beard, and said, "Then has he been with you these past few days?"

"Of course." Qiao Sheng raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "Sect Leader suspects him?"

"It's not that I'm suspicious, it's just that fellow Daoist..." Sect Leader frowned, and in his mind, he recalled the first time he saw Zhedan.

"I understand." Qiao Sheng turned around, "I will pay attention to him."

After saying that, he left without looking back, leaving behind the elders who were looking at each other in dismay. The youngest elder of the Nether Sect was Qiao Sheng, and the most unsociable one was also Qiao Sheng. He had never interacted with anyone. He did whatever he wanted and was isolated from the world.

Qiao Sheng did not immediately return to Cloud Peak. Instead, he went to the outer sect to ask Ye Qingming to pack up and follow him. Ye Qingming did not ask why and followed Qiao Sheng without saying a word. He would do whatever Qiao Sheng told him to do.

Qiao Sheng led Ye Qingming back to Cloud Peak, but Zhedan was nowhere to be seen. Since he could not be bothered to care about Zhedan's matters, he threw everything that was useful into the storage ring and left Cloud Peak on his sword.

On the way, Qiao Sheng suddenly thought of the chicken, oh no, the Green-eyed Phoenix. That day, he had forgotten to give the Green-eyed Phoenix to Ye Qingming as well. So many days had passed, and he did not know if the Green-eyed Phoenix was dead or not.

Qiao Sheng opened the storage ring and found a pile of yellow hair in the messy pile of divine weapons. He pulled the yellow hair out and clicked his tongue in surprise. Not only was the little thing not dead, it had even become rounder. If it was placed on the ground, it probably wouldn't be able to walk anymore. At this moment, the little thing was sleeping soundly with its head buried in its inconspicuous little wings.

"Master, this is..." Ye Qingming had never thought that he would one day see such a fat... chicken beside his master.

Qiao Sheng saw through Ye Qingming's thoughts and said indifferently, "This is the Green-eyed Phoenix, an ancient divine beast. There is only one of it in the world."

"What! It, how could it..." Ye Qingming's eyes widened in surprise, his face full of disbelief, "Isn't this a chicken?"

... "" Qiao Sheng also felt that it was a chicken, but when Zhedan said that it was a Green-eyed Phoenix, Qiao Sheng believed him.

"Green-eyed Phoenixes are no different from chickens when they are young. They will only change their form when they grow up." Qiao Sheng lied in all seriousness. He had never seen a Green-eyed Phoenix before, and there were not many records in the ancient books, so he could only lie. After all, he might not be able to stay in this world when this little thing grew up.

"So that's how it is." Ye Qingming restrained the expression on his face. He looked seriously at the sleeping Green-eyed Phoenix, "Master is so powerful, to be able to obtain the only Green-eyed Phoenix."

Qiao Sheng was noncommittal. He roughly threw the Green-eyed Phoenix into Ye Qingming's arms. Ye Qingming quickly caught it, afraid that he would fall to the ground and die.

"For you."

Seeing the Green-eyed Phoenix shaking its head and slowly waking up, Qiao Sheng pursed his lips and let Ye Qingming walk in front while he followed behind.

Unexpectedly, the Green-eyed Phoenix still saw Qiao Sheng. It chirped excitedly and twisted its body in Ye Qingming's arms.

Qiao Sheng watched in silence as a pile of yellow hair struggled to move and said, "Keep it well. Don't let it touch me."

He did not want his hair to be messed up by a chicken-like bird again.

Ye Qingming did not know what kind of relationship there was between the Green-eyed Phoenix and Qiao Sheng, but no matter what Qiao Sheng said, he would blindly obey. One second, he was careful with the Green-eyed Phoenix, and the next second, he stuffed the Green-eyed Phoenix into his storage ring.

"Master, you gave me such an important thing, I..." It had always been his master giving. His master had given him the best things, but he couldn't give anything to his master.

"Killing Hsiang Lanxuan is the best repayment for me." Qiao Sheng's expression was cold. All of his hopes were on Ye Qingming, so he was willing to give everything to Ye Qingming. In any case, he would still leave this world in the end, and he had no use for the things here. The dream of becoming an immortal had nothing to do with him.

They were trying to get on each other's good side when a voice interrupted.

"Oh, the relationship between master and disciple is so deep..."

It was that eye-catching red color again. In an instant, it was right in front of his eyes. Zhedan jumped onto Qiao Sheng's Reverse Sword, hugged Qiao Sheng from behind, and whispered into Qiao Sheng's ear: "You are so good to your disciple, so good that it makes me jealous."

Zhedan deliberately emphasized the word jealousy. As he spoke, his gaze landed on Ye Qingming, and the corner of his mouth raised into a provocative smile.

"Master!"

Ye Qingming clenched his fists tightly as his eyes turned bloodshot and his veins popped out. He looked as if he wanted to kill Zhedan.

Zhedan was in a good mood. He said, "I like to see you want to hit me but can't beat me."

Qiao Sheng turned his head and looked at Zhedan strangely when he heard this. Then, he retracted his gaze as if nothing had happened and said to Zhedan, "Enough, Zhedan, why did you follow me?"

Zhedan had changed from his previous arrogant and frivolous look. There was a rare trace of seriousness in his expression as he said, "I'm sorry."

Qiao Sheng gave him a surprised look. Seeing that, Zhedan smiled bitterly and said, "I'm very sorry about those dead cultivators."

He continued, "Since that day, how could I bear to suck your blood? And you also know that my strength is gradually weakening. I have to live on blood..."

Qiao Sheng pushed Zhedan away and sneered, "But it's not enough to suck them dry."

"Qingshang..." Zhedan made a pained expression and covered his chest. "I'm sorry, forgive me."

The strangeness in Qiao Sheng's heart grew even stronger. Although the two of them had not been together for a long time, they still had a basic understanding of each other. It was impossible for a person like Zhedan to apologize to others in such a humble manner. Furthermore, it was impossible for Zhedan not to know that he did not care about the lives of those cultivators, so there was a problem with Zhedan.

Qiao Sheng and Ye Qingming looked at each other. He nodded at Ye Qingming, and the two of them suddenly attacked Zhedan together. A trace of playfulness flashed across Zhedan's face, and he immediately retreated, dodging Qiao Sheng's sword. "Qingshang, you actually attacked me. It really hurts my heart."

As Zhedan spoke, he dodged the vine controlled by Ye Qingming. The three of them quickly fell from the sky and landed on the ground. Ye Qingming had the upper hand on the ground, and the surrounding plants seemed to have come to life. They quickly grew, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws as they surrounded Zhedan.

Zhedan frowned almost inaudibly. He had no choice but to spread his wings and fly up. The vines closed from top to bottom, and Zhedan's expression turned cold. With a light snort, a strong light flashed, and the vines were cut into pieces.

Zhedan bit his wrist, and the blood that flowed out of his wrist turned into a barbed arrow that flew straight towards Ye Qingming through the vines. Qiao Sheng's expression changed, and without any time to think, he immediately rushed over and pushed Ye Qingming to the side, and the sharp arrow pierced through Qiao Sheng's back.

Zhedan was startled. The arrow he controlled instantly melted into a pool of blood, leaving a trace of red on Qiao Sheng's white clothes. Very quickly, the range of the red spread out. It was Qiao Sheng's own blood.

"Master!"

Ye Qingming wanted to step forward to catch Qiao Sheng, who was on the verge of collapse, but Zhedan was the first to hug Qiao Sheng.

"Let go of my master!" Ye Qingming completely released his demonic aura. The surrounding plants were not corroded but turned black, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws behind Ye Qingming.

Zhedan didn't even bother to give Ye Qingming a look. He lowered his head and stared at Qiao Sheng. He reached out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of Qiao Sheng's mouth and then put his hand into his own mouth.

"You're really not wasting anything at all." Qiao Sheng believed that Zhedan was the real Zhedan. Previously, he had suspected that the person in front of him was an imposter.

"Why did you attack me?" Zhedan's gaze was deep like a pool of water that could not be seen to the bottom.

Qiao Sheng barely supported his body, pushed Zhedan away, and walked to Ye Qingming's side, "I thought you were possessed."

"Tch..." Zhedan snorted as if he had heard a funny joke. He said, "There is no one in this world who can possess me."

"Oh." Qiao Sheng replied faintly. He fed himself four or five pills, and the wound on his chest healed quickly, but Qiao Sheng's face was still a little pale.

Ye Qingming supported him and asked worriedly, "Master, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Let's go."

This time, he was with Ye Qingming, and Zhedan followed behind them as if the fight just now did not exist. The three of them maintained a good and bad atmosphere as they walked. Finally, they stopped in a small town. Qiao Sheng asked Ye Qingming to get two rooms in the inn, one for him and one for Ye Qingming, and ignored Zhedan.

Zhedan raised his eyebrows and slowly walked into Qiao Sheng's room.

Qiao Sheng raised his eyes and glanced at Zhedan, then lowered his eyes and focused on meditating.