On this side, Qi Hao had just unleashed the Divine Sword Lightning Summoning True Art. Seeing Lin Jingyu heavily injured and flung away, his heart surged with ecstasy, certain that he would slay the opponent today.
But just as he prepared to strike the final blow, Cang Song’s figure flickered like a ghost and appeared, catching Lin Jingyu firmly at the critical moment.
Qi Hao’s expression darkened instantly.
Through his spiritual perception, he sensed that although Lin Jingyu had suffered severe injuries, he still clung to life.
Coupled with the healing pill given by Cang Song, it would only take a few months for Lin Jingyu to recover completely.
Thinking of this, Qi Hao became desperate. In a flash, his figure darted toward Lin Jingyu, vowing to seize the chance for a decisive kill.
However, just as he reached Cang Song, the latter suddenly stood up, his face cold and stern like frost. Holding Lin Jingyu tightly in his arms, he shouted sternly.
“Rebellious disciple! What are you doing? How dare you harm your fellow sect member and attempt to kill your junior brother!”
The fierce reprimand made Qi Hao halt mid-air, his face turning deathly pale.
Cang Song’s blade-like, icy glare pierced straight at him, sending chills down his spine.
Though he was already at the Eighth Level of Jade Purity Realm, compared to Cang Song of the Upper Purity Realm, their strength gap was like a chasm between heaven and earth.
After weighing his options, he could only suppress his urge to kill Lin Jingyu for now, hastily explaining.
“Master! It’s not like that! Lin Jingyu suddenly attacked me—I had no choice but to retaliate in self-defense!
Moreover, his true cultivation is not merely the Fourth Level of Jade Purity Realm, but actually the Seventh Level!
He’s nearly equal to me. I suspect he might be a spy from the Demonic Sect!”
These words made Cang Song pause slightly.
Recalling the intense battle he had observed from afar, combined with Lin Jingyu’s outburst of power and Qi Hao’s blood-soaked state, a trace of doubt arose in his heart.
Could this usually low-key disciple truly be hiding a secret?
Cang Song pondered for a moment, recalling that Lin Jingyu hailed from Caomiao Village and had survived the tragedy of his clan’s extermination.
Focusing his senses, he examined the aura within Lin Jingyu’s body and found it circulating with the Tai Chi Profound Purity Dao—there was no trace of demonic energy. Only then did he relax slightly, saying coldly
“This matter shall not be argued further for now. Once your junior brother Lin awakens, we will confront the issue directly. If you have truly harmed your fellow sect member, don’t blame me for being merciless!”
Qi Hao kept a calm expression, but inwardly, a chill surged through him.
He clearly realized that his current situation was like walking on a tightrope.
He had thought victory was assured, but hadn’t expected Lin Jingyu to be a transmigrator with a system, cultivating at an astonishing speed.
Now that their conflict had been laid bare, it had become a life-or-death struggle.
Worse yet, Cang Song was now suspicious and dissatisfied with him.
Forget competing for the position of sect head—at this rate, even his life was hanging by a thread.
A strong sense of urgency flooded his heart. If he wanted to avoid complete eradication, he had to rapidly grow stronger—otherwise, all that awaited him was utter doom.
With this thought, Qi Hao’s killing intent surged once more, and his gaze toward Lin Jingyu, lying in Cang Song’s arms, turned completely cold.
Cang Song noticed this murderous look and was momentarily startled.
He simply couldn’t understand when his two disciples had become so irreconcilable, their hatred seemingly boundless.
Regarding Qi Hao’s earlier accusation, Cang Song was indeed suspicious. Although he had secretly allied with the Demonic Sect, he had no knowledge of whether they had planted Lin Jingyu as a pawn.
After a moment of contemplation, Cang Song turned and said gravely to Qi Hao.
“Return to Longshou Peak with me. Today’s matter will be resolved when Lin Jingyu regains consciousness.”
Qi Hao sighed helplessly and bowed, replying,
“Yes, Master.”
The two figures vanished in a flash, heading toward the front mountain of Longshou Peak.
Along the way, Cang Song’s spiritual power remained firmly locked onto Qi Hao’s every move. Should the latter make the slightest unusual motion, he would strike without hesitation.
Qi Hao also sensed Cang Song’s wariness, his heart filled with desolation.
“Damn Lin Jingyu, you’ve pushed me to such a dead end the moment you arrived!”
Qi Hao cursed inwardly.
He suddenly recalled that moment on Xiaozhu Peak, when he was just about to succeed—only for a mysterious notification to appear...
At this moment, comparing the voice he had just heard with Lin Jingyu’s—how could Qi Hao not understand? It had been Lin Jingyu secretly sabotaging his plan that day!
Thinking back to the Black Wind Cave—every time he tried to escape, Cang Song had intercepted him in time.
The answer was self-evident.
It must have been Lin Jingyu secretly tipping off Cang Song!
New and old grudges interwove, and knowing that they were both transmigrators only further solidified Qi Hao’s resolve to eliminate Lin Jingyu.
After returning to Longshou Peak, Cang Song immediately carried Lin Jingyu back to his room, channeling spiritual power to heal him.
Meanwhile, Qi Hao stood to the side, eyes locked on the two of them, his mind even flashing with a thought—to strike them both down at the critical moment of healing.
But soon, he shook his head and dismissed the idea.
He still needed to remain in the Qingyun Sect. Once Cang Song betrayed the sect, he would naturally inherit the position of Longshou Peak’s master.
Besides, within the Qingyun Sect was the beauty he constantly yearned for—this alone forced him to temporarily suppress his killing intent.
While healing, Cang Song also used his spiritual sense to monitor Qi Hao’s every move with vigilance.
Seeing no unusual behavior, he finally let out a faint breath of relief.
To be honest, he didn’t truly wish to turn against Qi Hao.
After all, this was the successor he had nurtured for many years. If he truly had to clean house, his heart would be filled with reluctance and sorrow.
At this time, on Xiaozhu Peak—
After returning to the front mountain, Lu Xueqi immediately went to meet with Master Shuiyue and truthfully reported Qi Hao’s repeated intrusions onto Xiaozhu Peak.
Upon hearing this, Master Shuiyue was instantly enraged. Her aura surged violently as she slammed the table and stood up.
“Outrageous! How dare he repeatedly offend Xiaozhu Peak! I shall go to Longshou Peak this instant and demand an explanation from Cang Song!”
With that, she prepared to depart.
Lu Xueqi quickly stepped forward to block her path, her expression grave.
“Please wait, Master! We currently have no solid evidence. If we act rashly, Cang Song will certainly deny everything.
With his personality, he will only protect Qi Hao.
Moreover, the Seven Peaks Tournament is approaching. For the sake of Longshou Peak’s reputation and ranking, Cang Song absolutely won’t let anything happen to Qi Hao during this period.
If we go now, it will only increase tensions and bring us disadvantage.”
Master Shuiyue paused mid-step. Though the fury in her eyes had not completely subsided, she had to admit Lu Xueqi’s reasoning was sound.
She sat back down heavily, her chest still heaving, and after a long silence, she spoke coldly.
“Xueqi, during the Seven Peaks Tournament, you must fiercely teach that Qi Hao a lesson—to vent this anger for Xiaozhu Peak!”
Lu Xueqi immediately bowed and said resolutely,
“Yes, Master! I shall not fail your expectations!”