C24 This Is How Villains Are Raised

When Qiao Sheng woke up in the soft and comfortable bed, he was in a trance for a moment. He held his head and sat up, thinking that he was in his own room.

However, Zhedan, who was standing in front of the French window, constantly reminded him that this was not reality.

"You're awake?"

Zhedan did not tie his hair and let his long hair fall down. The red clothes that could not be ignored made Zhedan's skin look even fairer. His long, narrow phoenix eyes flashed with a faint red light. Qiao Sheng had seen more than once that Zhedan's eyes would turn red when he started to suck blood.

Qiao Sheng's face was still abnormally pale. He did not get off the bed and just sat there quietly. After a while, he said, "Why do you always wear red?"

Zhedan did not expect Qiao Sheng to be curious about his clothes the first thing he said. He walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. He looked at Qiao Sheng and said lazily, "It's probably because it's the same color as blood."

Qiao Sheng said again, "I'm going to find Ye Qingming."

"That disciple of yours?" Zhedan narrowed his eyes slightly. He raised his hand and picked up a strand of black hair from Qiao Sheng's forehead. He played with it casually, "It's really enviable that you care so much about him..."

Qiao Sheng turned his head, and the black hair in Zhedan's hand was pulled out. Qiao Sheng stared at Zhedan and said, "Envy, will you envy?"

Zhedan raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He suddenly grabbed Qiao Sheng's waist and pulled him into his embrace. The corner of his mouth curled up as he said with a fake smile, "What do you think? I saved you in the end."

"Oh." Qiao Sheng's face was expressionless. He pushed Zhedan away with all his strength, feeling dizzy from the impact. He supported his body with his hands and lowered his head to catch his breath.

"The prerequisite for saving me is to push me into the Wolf Cave."

Qiao Sheng gritted his teeth, lifted the blanket and got off the bed. Zhedan did not do anything, nor was he angry that he was pushed away. He just watched in silence as Qiao Sheng forced himself to stand up and walked out of the door, until his figure disappeared from his sight.

Suddenly there was a dull sound, as if something had rolled down the stairs. Zhedan frowned and strode out of the door. Qiao Sheng fell on the stairs, motionless. His forehead was broken and bleeding.

Zhedan sighed deeply. He had never seen a Mahayana cultivator as easy to injure as Qiao Sheng.

But it made sense. Qiao Sheng could dominate the Nether Sect, or even half of the cultivation world, but in front of a monster like him, he was just an ordinary person.

Furthermore, Qiao Sheng often lost too much blood, and his physique was terrifyingly weak.

He picked Qiao Sheng up and suddenly noticed that Qiao Sheng had lost a lot of weight. He was far less than the weight of an adult man.

"You are so weak and yet you still want to find your disciple. Is he that important?"

Zhedan held Qiao Sheng tightly and spread his wings. A door of light automatically appeared in front of him. As he stepped through the door of light, the surrounding scenery instantly changed drastically. The modern villa was gone, replaced by ruins.

Zhedan flew up into the sky and brought Qiao Sheng to find Ye Qingming. He could shatter time and space to leave this world at any time now, but he did not have such a strong desire for the time being. Since he could go back at any time, there was nothing unacceptable about staying here for a while longer.

Zhedan took a moment to look down. The world was indeed going to be chaotic.

However, what did this have to do with him?

Zhedan sneered and rushed to the Nether Sect before dark. He didn't know where Ye Qingming was, but he knew where the Nether Sect was. Qiao Sheng was an elder of the Nether Sect, so there was no reason for him not to return here.

The number of guards in the Nether Sect had tripled. He glanced down indifferently from the sky and had no intention of going down. He rushed straight to Cloud Peak. Just as he was about to land, he was blocked by a transparent barrier.

Zhedan's wings made a loud sound of impact when they touched the barrier, resounding throughout the entire Nether Sect.

Zhedan turned his head to look at his bleeding wings, and his face was terrifyingly gloomy. Someone was rushing over here, so Zhedan had no choice but to retract his wings and stop in midair.

As soon as Hsiang Lanxuan came out of the secret realm, he was ambushed by the Demonic Cultivator. His injuries had not fully healed yet, and he had almost died from the heavy blow. Only after he luckily escaped did he know that the Demonic Cultivator who had ambushed him was actually Qiao Sheng's only disciple. He did not know if Qiao Sheng knew that Qiao Sheng's disciple was a Demonic Cultivator, but he definitely did not believe that Qiao Sheng was in cahoots with the Demonic Cultivator.

When he returned to the Nether Sect, a disciple told him that when Qiao Sheng was still in the Nether Sect, there were cultivators who had their blood sucked dry and died. During that period of time, almost all of the Demonic Beasts in the back mountain had died. Once Qiao Sheng left, there were no more cultivators who were sucked dry, and there were no longer any Demonic Beasts crazily escaping from the back mountain. All of these signs indicated that there was something wrong with Qiao Sheng, and even the Sect Leader believed that Qiao Sheng was colluding with the Demonic Cultivator.

Hsiang Lanxuan did not believe it. He did not believe that Qiao Sheng, who had saved him time and time again, would collude with the Demonic Cultivator and do something evil.

Therefore, when the Sect Leader was cultivating in seclusion and made him the substitute Sect Leader, he had put in a lot of effort to set up a barrier above Cloud Peak. The number of people who could break through this barrier could be counted on one hand.

The group of Demonic Cultivators led by Ye Qingming seemed to have some kind of hatred with the Nether Sect. Within ten days, they would definitely attack without any regard for their lives.