The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 63: Old Fourth, it’s over, someone is out to get me!

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Old Fourth, it’s over, someone is out to get me!

After Zhou Qing returned to his room, he looked at the old hen with bulging eyes staring blankly at a wooden post. He took out Spirit Egg Shells, top-grade Spirit Stones, and empty top-grade Spirit Stone shells, crushed them, and placed them in front of the hen with a pained expression.

"This loss is simply too big!"

The old hen seemed to smell something and hurriedly lowered its head, pecking at the crack between the bricks with "dada" sounds.

Zhou Qing quickly adjusted its head.

Seeing it eat with relish, Zhou Qing finally stood up, returned to the table, and took out the two mid-grade Spirit Stones given by Duanmu Shu, feeling slightly better.

"Adding these two, along with the three thousand low-grade Spirit Stones earned from the trading fair, this is all my possessions!"

Zhou Qing carefully put them away and then took out the broken sword, examining it meticulously.

"This sword seems as if it had never been broken. Could it have been forged this way from the beginning?"

Zhou Qing muttered to himself and then fetched a whetstone, busying himself with grinding it.

Sparks flew, but the rust wouldn’t come off, firmly sticking to the blade.

"Forget it, whether good or bad, at least this sword is very deceptive. Anyone who sees you wielding a rusty broken sword wouldn’t take it seriously. Someone might even stick their neck out for you to chop, mocking that the jagged blade isn’t sharp enough!"

Zhou Qing couldn’t help but laugh at his imagination.

Then he held the broken sword and made a few gestures towards the whetstone, then brought the sword down.

The whetstone was instantly flung out, hitting the old hen’s rump, causing it to flutter its wings and squawk loudly.

Zhou Qing’s smile froze on his face as he looked at the broken sword in disbelief.

"No way?"

This blunt, how can it hurt anyone?

Could it have a hidden attribute, like causing tetanus?

Zhou Qing tried to infuse Spiritual Power into it, but there was no change.

Did I spend so much effort just to get this thing?

Feeling disappointed, Zhou Qing tried to comfort himself.

"Don’t worry, don’t worry, wait until tomorrow, use the [Daily Reflection] and see!"

He carefully put away the broken sword and then took out the most significant gain this time - the jade slip of the Thunder Sword Skills, feeling excited.

The jade slip was entirely silver, radiating a mysterious and unfathomable aura as if it contained boundless majestic power.

Zhou Qing took a deep breath and slowly placed the jade slip against his forehead.

As his Divine Sense entered, a vast and unparalleled power surged into him.

In an endless, vast void, thunderclouds churned like a stormy sea, with lightning and thunder as if the world was collapsing.

The power of the thunder seemed capable of instantly destroying the entire universe.

Bolts of lightning, as thick as dragons, rampaged wildly in the void, emitting dazzling and mesmerizing lights.

Each bolt of lightning contained a terrifying power that could destroy the world, making one tremble with fear and causing their soul to shiver.

Next, Sword Qi ran rampant.

The extremely sharp Sword Qi, like supreme divine swords, cut through the void, emitting piercing and ear-splitting whistles.

The Sword Qi was so sharp that it could sever all forms of existence, both tangible and intangible.

Countless strands of Sword Qi interwove, forming a vast and surging ocean of swords, with an imposing power that shook the heavens and earth.

Zhou Qing stood there, immersed in this awe-inspiring scene, feeling an endless surge of heroism.

Soon, the scenes of intertwining thunder and Sword Qi transformed into lines of trembling silver text.

"Thunder rises, Spiritual Power surges, Hundred Meetings connect, Divine Intent Condenses, Gathering at the Heart, Thunder Power arises..."

Zhou Qing hurriedly sat cross-legged and began to practice following the incantation step by step...

Early the next morning, having cultivated all night, Zhou Qing had just opened his eyes when there was a knock at the door outside the courtyard.

"Fourth Brother, Fourth Brother—"

Hearing this sound, Zhou Qing felt speechless.

He first checked that he was dressed, then got up to open the door.

Just as he opened it, he was startled to see Yan Xiaohu’s haggard face.

"Third Brother, what’s wrong with you?" Zhou Qing hurriedly asked.

Yan Xiaohu looked at Zhou Qing with red eyes and said, "Fourth Brother, I might be dying!"

"What exactly is going on?" Zhou Qing’s heart tightened.

Yan Xiaohu said, "Thanks to your reminder yesterday, I discovered that I really can kill those flowers and plants with my urine. My urine is poisonous! No, to be precise, I’ve been poisoned. Someone wants to harm me!"

Zhou Qing: "..."

"The person who poisoned me is truly skilled. I checked thoroughly but found nothing. Desperate, I went to the exchange hall overnight and got two Antitoxic Pills. And guess what, today, the places I urinated on, the plants’ leaves still turned yellow."

"Fourth Brother, our urine and feces are the best fertilizer for those plants, especially for cultivators. Look at the area around your courtyard, it’s lush and green. Mine is turning into a desert."

"What should I do?"

Yan Xiaohu’s eyes were full of despair.

Zhou Qing quickly comforted him.

Facing the siege of Cangyan Daoist Palace, you weren’t afraid of death at all. How come a little suspicion scares you so much?

"Third Brother, don’t panic. Did you find Master?" Zhou Qing pulled him in and poured him a glass of water.

Yan Xiaohu drank it in a few gulps, wiped his mouth, and sniffled, "Master is not here. It seems he was called away by the Sect Leader. Who knows when he’ll come back. Fourth Brother, you must help me this time."

"Of course, but Third Brother, how can I help you?" Zhou Qing sat opposite and asked.

Yan Xiaohu immediately leaned in and grabbed Zhou Qing’s hand, "Your nose is very sensitive. You can even smell something as obscure as Spiritual Turtle Liquid. I urinate in this teacup, and you help me sniff it to see what poison it is, so I can cure it accordingly."

Zhou Qing: "..."

"Third Brother, let’s go to Divine Peak to find Master. He will surely find it out."

"What if he can’t? You sniff a bit; being more prepared is better."

"I’ve had a cold lately, my nose is blocked, achoo ach-acht-choo, let’s go, don’t worry, I’ll accompany you."

"But—"

"No buts, let’s go!"

......

When they saw Mo Xingjian, they quickly saluted.

"Did you two cause trouble again?" Looking at their uneasy expressions, especially Yan Xiaohu’s pale face, Mo Xingjian asked with concern.

Both shook their heads, and Yan Xiaohu immediately began tearfully explaining his condition.

"Master, is this their revenge already coming? I’m the first target. You must save me."

Yan Xiaohu cried out.

Mo Xingjian immediately signaled for silence and then looked around. After confirming no one was around, he put his hand on Yan Xiaohu’s pulse to check.

Soon, his face changed dramatically.

Seeing this, both Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu felt a thud in their hearts.

"Sigh~"

Mo Xingjian let go, sighed deeply, and looked at Yan Xiaohu with a complex expression.

"W-What’s wrong?" Yan Xiaohu felt his throat dry, his eyes blurred, almost fainting.

Mo Xingjian didn’t answer but looked at Zhou Qing.

"It looks like your rank will rise. From now on, you’re the third senior brother!

Hearing this, before Zhou Qing could react, Yan Xiaohu clutched his heart, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight to the ground.