Jujutsu: Eight Magical Skills At The Beginning, Admission Is A Special Level

Chapter 60: It's You Again

"Kill him."

Zhao Xiayang gave the order indifferently, and ten disciples immediately went to carry out his command. He didn't pay much attention to Lu Bei, a Foundation Building Stage cultivator trapped in a siege. With a wave of his hand, he could easily kill him, and he didn't think Lu Bei could cause any trouble.

The real threat was Chuh He, the leader of the Qingwei Guards from the Profound Moon Department!

Without any useless persuasion, to be precise, Zhao Xiayang didn't want to waste any more words with Chuh He. He ordered his disciples to surround them and behead every member of the Profound Moon Department, leaving no one alive.

As the two groups clashed, blades flashed and sword energy swept through the air. The fifteen members of the Profound Moon Department were all at the Foundation Building Stage, with Chuh He, the leader, even reaching the peak of the Foundation Building Stage. In a head-on confrontation, they surprisingly fought on equal terms.

"Worthless!"

Zhao Xiayang's face darkened, and just as he was about to erupt, a disciple who was on standby knelt down on one knee and stammered, "Reporting to the Sect Master, we only found the traitors from the Profound Moon Department who were hiding in the dark. As for the dog traitor named Wang, he... he..."

"How could a big fox like him just disappear? You... forget it. After I deal with Wu Zhou's lackeys, I will personally capture that fox."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiayang snorted heavily, turned his head to look at Chuh He, who was fighting fiercely in the center of the battlefield, and a flash of cold light appeared in his eyes. He suddenly took a deep breath.

His chest swelled, and a burst of energy suddenly erupted. The pressure from his cultivation realm merged with the roaring sound waves, forcefully pushing aside all the air currents in front of him, surging like a tide and enveloping everyone present.

The disciples of the Clear Water Gate only felt a buzzing sound in their ears, their faces turned pale as they endured the tremendous shock. On the other hand, the members of the Profound Moon Department experienced a different situation. The targeted pressure condensed into a line and merged with the sound wave. Once it made contact, it shook their blood and caused their minds to explode with a thunderous roar. They felt as if the world was spinning, as if a heavy hammer had struck their heads.

Chuh He's face turned pale as he retreated, suffering the most from the targeted attack. A trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief as he looked at Zhao Xiayang in the center of the formation.

"Core Incubation Realm?!"

"Of course. What did you think?" Zhao Xiayang's mouth curled with a hint of disdain. He reached out his hand, pointing his finger like a sword. A beam of white light shot through the crowd, accurately aiming at Chuh He's knee.

Chuh He couldn't dodge in time and had a chunk of flesh cut off his leg by the sword energy. His body swayed, almost falling to his knees on the spot.

But in the end, it wasn't enough.

Zhao Xiayang narrowed his eyes, grinned maliciously, and praised, "Your bones are indeed tough. Zhao wants to see how many times you can endure."

Lu Bei peeked out from the corner again.

With his basic attributes, he didn't dare to claim that he could overpower a Foundation Building Stage cultivator of the same realm, but he had no problem beating them. The ten disciples from the Clear Water Gate chased and entered the stone passage. Due to the limited space, they lined up in a row, seemingly ganging up on him but actually giving Lu Bei plenty of room to maneuver.

In addition, the Golden Scale Little Snake was there to assist, taking a bite after every kill...

In short, his experience was steadily and rapidly increasing. Lu Bei was still not satisfied and wanted to provoke and lure a few more enemies to the next room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he peeked out, he saw Zhao Xiayang, who was suppressing the entire scene with his aura.

After calmly analyzing the situation and giving it some thought...

Killing opponents of a higher level was not a problem and worth a try. However, crossing borders and challenging opponents of a higher realm was not a good idea. It would be suicidal. Commander Wang had an extraordinary presence and exceptional talent, so this kind of responsibility should be entrusted to him.

Speaking of Commander Wang, Lu Bei furrowed his brows. He had been here for half a day and hadn't seen that cunning guy. It was really unreasonable.

"Be careful, Sect Master. The thief is not dead yet!"

Just as he was thinking about it, the thin disciple who was kneeling suddenly spoke up, pointing his finger at the corner of the wall where Lu Bei was hiding.

Damn it, it's you again!

With so many enemies in front of him, why didn't they keep a close eye on him and always looked behind their backs? Did you grow a face on your butt?

Lu Bei glared angrily at the thin disciple. It was this guy who exposed him earlier. As a person of high status, Lu Bei had a broad mind and didn't bother with him. But this guy seemed to have developed an addiction.

"Hmph, you're lucky to be alive."

Zhao Xiayang's face darkened. Lu Bei's survival meant that the ten disciples who pursued him must have died.

Angry, he withdrew his sword finger and temporarily spared Chuh He. Instead, he pointed towards Lu Bei.

Swoosh!

With a light sound of a blade piercing flesh, Zhao Xiayang widened his eyes. He felt a mosquito bite on his abdomen and back. Surprised, he lowered his head and saw a bright sword blade, blood gushing out, which was very eye-catching.

"Sect Master, I warned you to be careful. Why didn't you listen?" The thin disciple, who was half-kneeling on the ground, held the sword with both hands and thrust it forward again, stirring the hilt to increase the speed of bloodletting.

"Thief, how dare you!"

Zhao Xiayang's face twisted with ferocity, his aura raging and causing waves to scatter in all directions. With his cultivation, he was definitely not just an ordinary Core Incubation Realm cultivator.

It was possible that he had already reached the pinnacle of the Core Incubation Realm.

To Zhao Xiayang's surprise, the tall and thin disciple remained unaffected, his hands trembling slightly as he held his sword.

"Who are you?"

"Master Zhao, you said you would personally capture Wang, and now that Wang has come to you, you don't recognize him?" The voice of the tall and thin disciple changed, his face transforming along with it. His eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled sinisterly. If it wasn't for Commander Wang, who had been missing for a long time, who else could it be?

"Quick, save the master!"

"Kill that scoundrel!"

Several disciples guarding the formation snapped back to their senses and hurriedly approached with their swords. However, unexpectedly, several fellow disciples who had come with Commander Wang suddenly attacked, wielding their weapons to block the way and successfully stabbing down a few of them.

Removing their disguises, these people were clearly not disciples of Clear Water Gate, but rather the missing teammates of Commander Wang.

Clear Water Gate was known for its loyal disciples who were willing to carry out acts of rebellion without hesitation. They were fearless and decisive.

However, there were too many people, more than two hundred strong and sturdy men gathered in the ruins. They created chaos, giving Commander Wang and his group an opportunity.

"So it's you, you treacherous thief!" Zhao Xiayang gripped the sword tightly, grinding his teeth.

"It is indeed me, this treacherous thief."

Commander Wang laughed sinisterly, not caring whether Lu Bei in the corner could see or not. He raised an eyebrow and threw a seductive glance at him. Without Lu Bei's repeated cooperation, he wouldn't have been able to assassinate so easily.

"Commander Wang, we should have no conflicts. Why..."

"Hush!"

Commander Wang forcefully turned the sword blade and blew a breath near Zhao Xiayang's ear. "I forgot to introduce myself. I am codenamed 'Hu San' and I serve the Profound Moon Department. That person Chuhu over there is not a member of the Green Guards, I am."

"You..."

Zhao Xiayang's face showed fear. He thought about the time he had known Commander Wang and then the plan for this tomb raid. His scalp tingled for a moment.

A long time ago, the Profound Moon Department had set its sights on Clear Water Gate.

It all started with an accidental discovery. This group of intelligence gatherers had been undercover for many years and had followed the clues to find the descendants of the Qingqian royal family, ultimately uncovering Clear Water Gate as a big fish.

To avoid alerting the enemy, the Profound Moon Department activated their high-level spy, Hu San. He secretly infiltrated the Heaven Ascending Gate for several years and had been active in Eastern Qi County. He was the most suitable person to contact Clear Water Gate.

After receiving the mission, Hu San did not immediately make contact with Clear Water Gate. Instead, he acted under the pretext of exploring the ruins. He successfully discovered the Qingqian Tomb and lured Clear Water Gate into taking the bait.

The subsequent events were simple. Hu San always played the role of a humble tomb raider. After setting up the situation, he first deceived She Xuan and other Monster Cultivators, and then had his subordinate, Chuhu, hide among the team.

If there was any variable in this plan, it was that before taking action, the Profound Moon Department received intelligence from Lu Bei. Hu San pretended not to know and had Chuhu dispatch ten thugs.

As a precaution, due to the infiltration of the Extreme Monarch Sect, Hu San was unsure if the intelligence had been leaked, so he had to bring in another group of people.

"Master Zhao, although I am not sure what purpose this grand formation serves, I am certain of one thing. This sword is poisoned. You are afflicted with eight types of strange poisons, such as Rotting Bones and Locked Meridians. You cannot use your cultivation anymore. You are now a useless person. Come with me to the Profound Moon Department. I have many things I want to talk to you about in private." Hu San's mouth curled up as he suddenly drew his long sword.

Blood spurted out.

Zhao Xiayang stumbled and sat down in the center of the blood formation. He weakly raised his hand and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Hu San, what a good name. It reminds me of something."

"My mother does have quite a reputation." Hu San nodded.

"No, I thought of something else."

With a dark expression, Zhao Xiayang said, "When I was young, I suffered a lot because my Monster Cultivator bloodline couldn't advance. In a fit of anger, I transferred to become a Dao Cultivator."

"What?!"

Hu San's heart skipped a beat, sensing something ominous.

"Hu San, oh Hu San, we are both Core Incubation Realm cultivators. Our strength should be evenly matched, and the outcome of a fight between us would be uncertain. But you should never, under any circumstances, be too greedy and spare my life!"

Zhao Xiayang's eyes turned, revealing a pair of fox-like eyes that Hu San was all too familiar with. "Zhao has endured this pain for so long, and now that the blood formation is activated, this game..."

"Zhao has won!"

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