The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Chapter 422: Death Of Wind

The raging wind carried an extremely powerful force.

It was accompanied by the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Su Jingzhen felt immense pressure.

But his heart was filled with a yearning to test his strength.

With this method, he knew without guessing that he had come to the right place.

It must be one of the Six Heavenly Generals – Wind!

He clenched the black brick in his hand.

As the wind approached, he didn’t hesitate for a moment and slammed the brick out!

A dragon-shaped force roared out.

A deafening boom echoed through the courtyard.

Su Jingzhen’s figure was instantly thrown back dozens of feet.

The black brick almost slipped out of his hand, his right arm went numb, and the base of his arm was cracked.

Although he was now at the eighth stage of Flesh Body Golden Embryo, he was still far inferior to a Nascent Soul mid-stage and late-stage cultivator.

The blood and energy in Su Jingzhe’s body surged.

He couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his breath became slightly weak.

If it weren’t for the Phantom Shadow Robe mitigating some of the damage, he would have been on the brink of serious injury after that blow.

At that moment, in the spot where Su Jingzhen had been standing, a wizened old man in simple robes appeared.

He was hunched over and looked like he was about to die.

But the aura emanating from him was powerful.

Only then did Su Jingzhen clearly realize that this man was a Nascent Soul late-stage cultivator.

He didn’t know where Shen Yifeng was, and the nervousness on his face was not fake.

Su Jingzhen struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He looked at the old man: “Who are you? Why did you attack me without any reason?”

“It’s really just one person.”

Seeing the expression on Su Jingzhe’s face, a hint of surprise flashed in the hunchbacked old man’s eyes.

After muttering that, the Nascent Soul late-stage aura locked onto Su Jingzhen.

“You don’t need to know who I am, I know who you are.

Today, this place will be your burial ground.”

The old man’s voice was still raspy.

As he spoke, Su Jingzhen detected a strong undercurrent of hatred in his tone.

Hatred.

“This hatred must stem from the death of ‘Yin’.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, the old man moved his hand seal, and another gust of wind stirred within the courtyard.

The wind transformed into a sharp wind blade, instantly slashing towards Su Jingzhen.

“It would have been a little troublesome to kill you, but this is all your own doing!

Take your life!”

The wind blade attacked, and the old man moved his hand seal again.

The oppressive aura he emanated pressed down on Su Jingzhen once more.

Originally, their plan had been for Su Jingzhen to die, but definitely not this quickly.

And today, Su Jingzhen had brazenly emerged, though Six Heavenly Generals and the others also felt something was amiss, they couldn’t resist his direct arrival in this courtyard.

The surrounding area had already been protected by a strong restriction created by the wind, and he had already checked it out when Su Jingzhe had called out earlier, and indeed hadn’t detected any other aura.

In his eyes, Su Jingzhen had indeed come alone.

He wouldn’t miss such a good opportunity.

However, just as this deadly wind blade was about to shred Su Jingzhen, a surge of murderous aura suddenly appeared a zhang away in front of him.

A crimson sword floated abruptly in the void before Su Jingzhen.

It was none other than Shen Yifeng’s Killing Sword.

The Killing Sword’s sword qi surged, instantly annihilating all the wind blades.

Seeing this, a trace of solemnity flashed in the old man’s weathered eyes.

“Shen Yifeng!”

A flicker of fear subconsciously appeared in his pupils.

The old man instantly materialized a long sword beneath his feet, intending to flee with his weapon.

He had absolutely no desire to engage Shen Yifeng in battle.

However, at this moment, Shen Yifeng’s voice echoed within the courtyard.

“Is the Evil Moon Sect so weak that it only cultivates thieves and scoundrels?

Since you’ve come, you still want to escape before me? How naive!”

Shen Yifeng chuckled, and the next moment, his figure materialized directly in front of the old man’s escape route.

Without any hesitation, he slapped out a palm towards the old man.

The powerful force swept through, and a glimmer of despair appeared in the old man’s eyes.

At the same time, the Killing Sword hovering before Su Jingzhen instantly transformed into a red lightning bolt, attacking the old man from behind.

In a hurry, the old man could only unleash a palm strike in response.

He then flicked his storage ring several times, throwing out several defensive talismans.

They transformed into various shields, attempting to withstand the onslaught of the Killing Sword.

“Boom boom boom!”

Several explosive roars reverberated through Zhang Xiu’s courtyard.

Many cultivators near the courtyard looked towards it with dazed expressions.

“Such powerful energy fluctuations, is there a great battle happening there?

What level of cultivator could create such a commotion?”

“Hurry, hurry, let’s go take a look!”

“….”

Humans have a common trait: they love a good spectacle.

The cultivators of Peach Blossom Alley were no exception.

Soon, the rooftops of the houses surrounding Zhang Xiu’s courtyard were filled with cultivators of various levels.

At the same time, on the top floor of a rather tall building in Cuiliu Alley,

A burly figure, as imposing as a mountain, looked silently towards this direction.

His eyes held a sigh and a hint of sadness.

“Judging by the commotion, Elder Wind must have encountered Shen Yifeng.

It’s a pity, it’s a pity…”

As he lamented, another middle-aged man dressed as a scholar emerged from the shadows beside him.

He sighed, “We underestimated the Linjiang Branch too much.

Shen Yifeng hasn’t made a move in the Evil Moon Sect for too long, everyone has forgotten how he earned his title of Blood-Handed Asura.

And it seems we also underestimated Su Jingzhen.

This time, Elder Wind is likely to be in grave danger.

I never expected that our trip to Linjiang City would result in the loss of two of our six companions in such a short time. This kind of loss is unbearable.”

As the middle-aged scholar finished speaking, the burly man nodded in agreement, “With Yin’s death and Elder Wind’s misfortune, this mission has escalated from a simple order to a personal vendetta.

No matter what, Su Jingzhen must die!

We will not let him off easily.”

As they conversed, both men radiated a strong sense of hatred.

Originally, coming to Linjiang City was something they did not take seriously, and they even came here with a playful attitude.

But the consecutive deaths of two companions had changed their perspective, escalating the situation significantly.

As the two lamented, within Zhang Xiu’s courtyard, the hunched figure of Wind had already been knocked to the ground by Shen Yifeng.

His aura was already waning, blood constantly oozing from his mouth.

Although he was at the late Nascent Soul stage, and Shen Yifeng was only at the middle Nascent Soul stage, their combat strength differed by a considerable margin.

After all, these fellows were merely under the command of the Second Elder, while Shen Yifeng was someone who could challenge the Second Elder himself.

“Without reason and without grievance, you tried to kill an important sect member. You should know the gravity of this crime, right? Or perhaps you can tell me who sent you, and I might still spare your life.”

Shen Yifeng, holding the Killing Sword, walked before Wind.

“Third Elder, your words are rather amusing.

No one sent me, can’t I simply make a move myself? I admit to the act of killing my fellow disciples without reason.

I also admit to being caught by the Third Elder. But death is inevitable, please, Third Elder, make your move.”

Six Heavenly Generals had been cultivated by the Second Elder into nearly mindless assassins. Even if the Second Elder had truly sent him, he wouldn’t utter a single word about him at this point.

The old man’s face was calm now, and his eyes were filled with regret mingled with a hint of unwillingness.

Shen Yifeng silently stared at him for several seconds before silently nodding.

Six Heavenly Generals under the command of Second Elder, would never be loyal to anyone else in their lifetime. Even if a new Sect Leader was chosen in the future, they would only follow the Second Elder’s orders.

While killing them would undoubtedly weaken the Evil Moon Sect’s strength, for Shen Yifeng, these individuals were indeed unnecessary.

He knew that even if Luo Yuebai eventually gained the position of Sect Leader, internal strife within the Evil Moon Sect was inevitable.

A bloodbath was unavoidable.

This was a process every sect had to go through after replacing their leader.

Eliminating these unstable factors who couldn’t be subdued beforehand was a good thing.

He was certain he wouldn’t gain any further information from Wind, so the Killing Sword moved swiftly.

In an instant, it pierced through Wind’s chest.

Until his death, the latter’s face remained calm, only his life force disappeared instantly.

He became a hunched corpse.

Shen Yifeng also gave him dignity and left him an intact body.

After retracting the Killing Sword, Shen Yifeng turned his gaze to Su Jingzhen.

“I’m a little surprised that you were able to withstand this guy’s first attack.”

In fact, when Wind launched his first attack, Shen Yifeng could have easily intervened.

But he sensed the fighting spirit emanating from Su Jingzhen.

So he let Su Jingzhen face the enemy alone.

At least from the outcome, Su Jingzhen’s combat strength had shocked Shen Yifeng.

Su Jingzhen put away the black brick in his hand.

He smiled, “Just a stroke of luck. It was also this old fellow’s underestimation, otherwise, I almost lost my life in that first exchange.”

This wasn’t false modesty, but the truth.

At least after this time, he should not dare to be so arrogant in front of a Nascent Soul late-stage cultivator.

He was able to kill Yin within his territory before, it was truly due to luck, with all the favorable circumstances aligning.

In another place, under normal circumstances, he would never have been Yin’s opponent.

There was still a huge gap between him and them.

And if Wind had exerted his full strength from the very first strike, launching talismans and the like at him, then he would have probably been severely injured, if not killed.

Su Jingzhen sighed, in this cultivation world, these guys still don’t know the truth that ‘even a lion hunting a rabbit needs to use its full strength’.

As he spoke, Shen Yifeng had already pulled the storage ring from Wind’s hand.

After checking it out, he curled his lips and said, “Did this guy foresee that he would die here today?

There’s only junk in here.”

Saying that, Shen Yifeng directly threw the storage ring to Su Jingzhen.

“Use it to reward your subordinates.

You probably wouldn’t even look at the things inside.”

Su Jingzhen released his divine consciousness and explored inside, there were only a few hundred mid-grade spirit stones, which was equivalent to tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones.

And a few ordinary-quality magic weapons.

Su Jingzhen shook his head and put it away directly.

Most of these assassins wouldn’t carry too many good things on them.

The most valuable thing this guy had was probably the talisman he had thrown out during the previous battle.

“Let’s go, today’s harvest was still decent.

Among these guys, Wind’s strength should be one of the best, and his death was probably seen by the others.

It’s unlikely they’ll be lured into action again with this kind of tactic. We’ll deal with the remaining four later.

Now, let’s go back and tell those important people to be more careful. We might have to wait for them to make the first move.”

Su Jingzhen nodded silently.

This was something he could also think of.

There was no need to go to each of the locations Shadow Hall had given and test them one by one.

In his opinion, in two days he would be able to save enough points to open the Yin Jiao acupoint.

By then, his cultivation should also be able to break through to the Flesh Body Embryo stage.

At that time, even if he faced Wind alone, he might still not be a match, but at least he wouldn’t be completely helpless.

As soon as the words fell, Shen Yifeng directly picked up Wind’s body and headed outside.

……

In a secluded courtyard in Linjiang City.

Seventh Elder Xiong Wensheng gathered with his people.

At this moment, a man in black suddenly broke in.

“Reporting to the Seventh Elder, among the Six Heavenly Generals under Second Elder’s command, Wind has just fallen.

Third Elder Shen Yifeng personally killed him!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the Nascent Soul late-stage aura on Seventh Elder Xiong Wensheng instantly surged.

He slapped the table in front of him with a palm, and the table instantly collapsed.

“What is Shen Yifeng trying to do?

Does he really think he can act as he pleases and is above the law in the Linjiang Branch?”

Xiong Wensheng stood up directly, and the anger radiating from him made the five subordinates behind him tremble in fear.

At this moment, the black-clad man kneeling on the ground said again: “Reporting to Seventh Elder, this time Wind took the initiative to attack Su Jingzhen, and Third Elder and his party were forced to retaliate…”

Hearing this, the anger on Xiong Wensheng’s face grew even stronger.

But soon he regained his composure.

A smile curled up at the corner of his mouth: “Let’s not worry about who made the first move for now.

It doesn’t matter who started it, after all, no one knows.

But the fact that Wind died at the hands of Shen Yifeng is something everyone saw, and that’s enough.”

“Unprovoked killing of a fellow Nascent Soul cultivator and refusing to abide by the Elder Council’s decision.

These two points alone are enough to make Shen Yifeng drink a pot.

He dares to try and overturn the Elder Council’s tacit agreement, I want to see if his Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivation can withstand the full might of the Evil Moon Sect!”

After muttering to himself, he suddenly turned to a black-clad Nascent Soul cultivator behind him.

“Black Eagle, you go back to the main sect and report the situation to the Grand Elder!

Tell him that Shen Yifeng and Luo Yuebai refused to hand over the alchemist and refused to allow the descendant of the Dantang family to communicate with the main sect.

And they also killed Wind and Yin, the Nascent Soul cultivators under Second Elder’s command, without provocation!”

“Remember, report these matters truthfully!”