Let you be a good grandson, you raise a group of banshees?

Lu Yuan's eyes were slightly red, but he tried hard not to let the tears fall. "Master, I'm fine. As long as I can see you again, all the suffering is nothing."

"Good boy." Elder Tianxuan nodded with satisfaction, and then his eyes turned stern as he looked at the ruined scene around him. "This Heavenly Demon Cult is so audacious that they dare to be so rampant! As a master, I will make them pay the price!"

"Master, the power of the leader of the Demonic Cult is unfathomable. We..." Lu Yuan was still worried.

“It’s okay,” Elder Tianxuan smiled faintly, an invisible pressure emanating from him, “Now that your strength has been restored, no one in this world can stop me!”

Lu Yuan was relieved. He was well aware of his master's strength. Back then, Elder Tianxuan single-handedly saved the impending destruction of Xuantian Continent from the hands of the Heavenly Demon Cult. What a heroic spirit!
"Then let's..."

"Let's go back to Tianxuan Sect first." Elder Tianxuan interrupted Lu Yuan, "You need to consolidate your cultivation, and I also need to prepare some things."

"Yes, Master."

The master and disciple flew on their swords and left the Tianxuan Secret Realm.

After returning to Tianxuan Sect, Lu Yuan began to practice in seclusion. Elder Tianxuan began to refine a special elixir - "Nine-turn Golden Pill". This elixir is a healing medicine that can quickly recover from injuries and improve cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, one year has passed.

Lu Yuan has come out of confinement.

At this moment, Lu Yuan had already been reborn. His aura was more restrained, but there was a faint sense of pressure that made people's heart palpitate.

"Disciple, your cultivation has improved a lot." Old Man Tianxuan looked at Lu Yuan and nodded with satisfaction.

"Thank you for your teachings, Master." Lu Yuan said respectfully.

"Well," Elder Tianxuan pondered for a moment, "Now that you have enough strength, it's time to solve the scourge of the Tianmo Sect."

"That's exactly what I meant!" A cold light flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes.

Elder Tianxuan handed Lu Yuan a brocade box. "Inside is the Nine Transformation Golden Pill, which can save your life at the critical moment."

"Thank you, Master!" Lu Yuan took the brocade box and put it away solemnly.

"Go ahead. Your master will be waiting for your triumphant return!"

Lu Yuan bowed, then turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing into the sky.

……

The headquarters of the Demonic Cult is located in a barren desert.

This place is shrouded in black fog all year round, eerie and terrifying, like hell on earth.

Lu Yuan came here alone, looking at the suffocating scene in front of him, there was no fear in his eyes, only endless murderous intent.

"Demon Cult, today is your doom!"

Lu Yuan stepped into the black fog and his figure disappeared in an instant.

……

Inside the main hall of the Demonic Cult, the Cult leader Mo Tian was sitting on the throne with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes sharply, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"There's an intruder!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in the center of the hall.

It was Lu Yuan.

"Lu Yuan!" A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Tian's eyes, "You are still alive!"

"Thanks to you." Lu Yuan said coldly, "Today, I am here to take your life!"

"Arrogant!" Mo Tian shouted angrily, "You think you can kill me?"

“You’ll know after you try it!”

Lu Yuan stopped talking nonsense and took action directly.

He punched out with such powerful force that the wall of the hall was instantly shattered.

Mo Tian's face changed slightly. He didn't dare to be careless and quickly made a move to resist. "Bang!"

The two powerful forces collided with each other, making a deafening noise.

The entire hall began to shake violently.

Lu Yuan and Mo Tian fought fiercely, the two of them went back and forth, and the fight was difficult to determine.

Mo Tian’s strength is indeed very strong. Even Lu Yuan today cannot defeat him for the time being.

"Lu Yuan, your strength is indeed good, but you are no match for me after all!" Mo Tian said while fighting, "Just prepare to die!"

"It's still uncertain who will win!" Lu Yuan snorted coldly and his attack became more fierce.

At this moment, a charming voice suddenly sounded: "Master, do you need my help?"

A woman in a red dress walked out from the depths of the hall, twisting her body seductively.

The woman had an absolutely beautiful appearance, but there was a hint of viciousness in her eyes that made people shudder.

"Blood Mei!" Lu Yuan recognized the woman at a glance. She was one of the four guardians of the Demonic Cult, Blood Mei!
Although Xue Mei's strength is not as good as Mo Tian's, she is also very powerful, and she is good at using poison, making it difficult to defend against her.

"Hey, Lu Yuan, long time no see." Xue Mei said with a smile, "I let you escape last time, but it won't be that easy this time."

With that, she joined the battle.

Lu Yuan was fighting one against two, and the pressure suddenly doubled.

While fending off the attacks from Motian and Xuemei, he was looking for a flaw.

At this moment, the blood charm suddenly spewed out a poisonous mist.

Lu Yuan quickly held his breath, but still inhaled a trace of poisonous mist.

"Haha, you've been poisoned by my 'Soul-Losing Powder', so just wait for death!" Xue Mei laughed proudly.

"Soul-Stirring Powder?" Lu Yuan was shocked. He had heard of this poison before. It was the unique secret medicine of the Demonic Cult. Once poisoned, the whole body would become weak and vulnerable to being slaughtered.

Sure enough, Lu Yuan felt his body becoming weaker and weaker, and his consciousness began to blur.

"Not good!" Lu Yuan thought to himself, "If this continues, I will definitely die!"

At this critical moment, Lu Yuan suddenly thought of the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill given to him by his master.

He quickly took out the brocade box from his arms, opened it, and saw that it was empty!
"Where's the pill?" Lu Yuan was shocked. Could it be...

He suddenly remembered that when he was in Tianxuan Sect, a little boy brought him a bowl of soup, saying that it was specially ordered by his master.

Could it be that bowl of soup...

Lu Yuan immediately understood in his heart that he had been ambushed!
“Haha, Lu Yuan, you didn’t expect that, did you?” Mo Tian saw Lu Yuan’s expression and immediately understood everything, “There was something added to that bowl of soup!”

"Who is it?" Lu Yuan asked gritting his teeth.

"If you want to know who it is, go to hell and ask the King of Hell!"

Mo Tian slapped Lu Yuan on the chest...

Mo Tian laughed wildly, and the wind from his palm whistled, heading straight for Lu Yuan's chest. Lu Yuan was powerless at this moment, but his eyes flashed with a cold light. Could it be that the genius of his generation was going to perish here today? He was unwilling to accept this!
At the critical moment, a mutation suddenly occurred!

The dome of the hall exploded with a loud bang, and a golden light broke through the air and blocked Mo Tian's palm power. The golden light dissipated, and a white-haired old man stood in the air, with an immortal look and a Taoist spirit, like a banished immortal.

"Who dares to hurt my disciple!" The old man's voice was like a loud bell, making the hall buzz.

When Lu Yuan saw the old man, he immediately perked up: "Master!"

The visitor was Lu Yuan’s master, the leader of Xuantian Sect—Xuanjizi!

Motian and Xuemei's faces changed drastically. They never expected that Xuanjizi would suddenly appear.

Xuanjizi's eyes were like torches. He glanced at Motian and Xuemei and snorted coldly: "The Heavenly Demon Sect is so bold that you dare to plot against my disciple!" (End of this chapter)