Chapter 615: Senior Brother (Master) Comes to Save Me!
“What’s got you so happy?”
Hearing his daughter’s strange cheer, Ling Yuan asked with confusion.
“I just thought about how we’ll kill those cultivators, and it makes me really happy.”
Ling Meng didn’t tell Ling Yuan that her master had arrived; after all, the young master was present. It wouldn’t be good to cause any conflicts; that could lead to trouble.
Indeed, what if her master ended up killing the young master? She still had to give the Chen family some face.
Right now, her master was observing her from the shadows, watching her performance. He had said he was always watching but had never shown up, remaining deeply hidden. Now, he finally revealed himself, meaning her efforts were indeed touching her master.
If she continued to work hard, her master would surely be proud of her. In the future, they would jointly revitalize the Demon Path; the world would belong to the Demon Path!
Young Master Chen Tian didn’t pay any mind to the suddenly appearing figure. Without a powerful spiritual force and aura pressing in, he thought it wasn’t a big deal. It wasn’t necessary to be concerned.
Surely, they had been frightened away by the magnificent display of the Refining Demon Sect, just popping their heads out only to flee.
Quite the savvy one.
The great battle was unfolding, with both sides intent on crushing the other, and at that moment, a new batch of Refining Demon Sect disciples appeared.
Leading them was the Chen family’s own, none other than Chen Tu, Chen Tian’s second brother.
“True to form, little brother—fast as ever. First off, congratulations on successfully bombing the Mu residence; now we’re going to attack the cultivators.”
“Brother, did you see a dark-faced man running past? He was riding the winds; he must have learned the Wind Technique.”
“Helong Hall’s people? Just one individual; it’s not a big deal. If he has escaped, let him go. Our target now is these cultivators.”
“If we catch him, he’ll definitely suffer a fate worse than death!”
Chen Tu was extremely furious, his anger radiating as if someone owed him a ton of money. With a dark expression, he looked ready to chop someone.
“What? Did that person offend you or something?”
“Um…”
Chen Tu paused, not continuing.
How could he say that? Should he really admit he was shown up by that wind-blowing, dark-faced man? He had dodged a series of his Demon Powers and even countered with a punch?
That would be too embarrassing—didn’t he care about his own face?
“Nothing, just find it annoying that a deserter got away.”
“What’s there to be annoyed about? This isn’t the Chen family’s style. Those cultivators are right there. If you’re feeling miffed, you can take it out on them!”
Chen Tian laughed, unconcerned. His younger brother pursued perfection, and with a Helong Hall member escaping, he was perturbed.
That newly emerged figure was probably the very deserter he sought.
Chen Tu had never been this mad before. Although the Ling family often saw him angry, this time it felt excessive.
He must have encountered something dire; this wasn’t just about missing a deserter.
Could it be he got lectured by his master?
That’s quite possible. Chen Tu was competitive, and if he was scolded, he wouldn’t take it well.
It was truly amusing.
“Alright! Let me take action and wipe out this group of cultivators! Brother, you can relax.”
“Fine, let’s see your skills then, little brother.”
Chen Tian purposely stepped back, leaving the battlefield to Chen Tu.
Chen Tu, being impetuous, shouted his orders, charging forward with the Refining Demon Sect disciples. A massive wave of demon winds surged, pressing toward the city ahead.
The Refining Demon Sect was really coming; the cultivators were on high alert, waiting for this very moment.
Come on, use the technique, set up the array!
The city glimmered with spiritual lights as the cultivators activated their array, accompanied by layers of sword intent. Spirit Swords surrounded them, rushing toward the demon disciples.
Chen Tu unleashed a wave of pure demon energy, accompanied by swirling dark magic winds, wreaking devastation on the enemies ahead. The cultivators held their ground, battling the demon disciples, but the valiant Chen Tu shattered their formations with sheer ferocity.
“Ah!!”
Screams filled the air as cultivators fell, some collapsing to the ground.
However, many demon disciples also met their end during this charge, with numerous bodies lying on the ground.
Ling Meng was likewise in the fray, thinking about how her master was watching, determined to make a good impression, her morale surging as she charged and killed.
The magic cultivation methods of the Chen family truly exceeded those of ordinary demon practitioners—they were elite demon disciples. The cultivators never anticipated such powerful demon practitioners would emerge; one by one, they were forced back as their captured territories rapidly shrank.
“Su Junior Sister, you must retreat! I’ll cover you!”
“But I…”
“The enemy’s strength exceeds our expectations! Hurry and go! Now!”
Zhou Jianhu shouted, shielding the front. He had a great sense of responsibility; during this dire moment, being a senior brother, he needed to let the junior sister escape.
He had sustained multiple injuries, blood dripping everywhere, but he still stood firm like a resolute tiger.
The cultivators rose up, desperately holding the line, trying to allow more of their comrades to retreat. Yet the Refining Demon Sect was temporarily overpowering them.
At this point, Su Kexin felt utterly weak, unable to help at all, merely a burden facing these elite demon disciples; she couldn’t match even a fraction of their spirit techniques.
All she could do was watch as her comrades fell wounded, her heart filled with reluctance and frustration. But what could she do if she didn’t leave?
Her senior brother hadn’t appeared yet. Could it really be that she had mistaken him? Wasn’t that him?
Maybe!
I must go now; I’m so sorry, Zhou Senior Brother.
As Su Kexin prepared to flee, she caught Ling Meng’s gaze, who charged right at her.
This was Lin Nuo’s junior sister; you must die today!
“Don’t run! All of you must die!”
Chen Tu was seeing red. The stubborn resistance of the cultivators truly infuriated him. His hot-headedness grew more intense; he was practically foaming at the mouth, wanting nothing more than to slaughter them all.
Yes, to kill them all!
Gathering potent Demon Soul Power in his hands, a massive demon ball formed rapidly before he hurled it forward. The demon ball hitting the ground would surely cause a massive explosion.
And Ling Meng was right there in that zone. She was startled; Chen Tu had lost it and didn’t care about his allies.
But it seemed he hadn’t considered them as allies at all.
What to do? That demon ball explosion would leave them either dead or crippled, and there was no time to run now!
Lin Nuo, observing the broader situation, felt the outcome was inevitable. The demon practitioners were far too fierce, entirely elite forces. The cultivators were trying to form arrays and cooperate, yet they were collapsing. Now, they could only cling on—a matter of time before they fell.
It’s over; it’s not evenly matched—it’s quite lacking.
Lin Nuo contemplated fleeing, finding it pointless, but then suddenly spotted someone familiar appearing behind the cultivators.
What?! Who is that?!
Ah, Su!
He rubbed his eyes, thinking he had seen wrong, but no—there she was, it truly was Su!
Heavens, how did Su end up hiding behind? So small and inconspicuous!
Is this the protagonist’s halo? The big villain overlooks her while surveying the entire scene?!
How terrifying!
No matter how badly the cultivators were getting beaten, the demon disciples would lose, because they had Su Kexin with them. If they had sent her to the front lines sooner, they would have won already.
No way! I can’t let her explode! So many elite demon disciples! How much experience would that yield?!
Lin Nuo stopped holding back, his feet became the wind, zooming straight into the battlefield!
A figure flew onto the battlefield, drawing everyone’s attention, including Su Kexin and Ling Meng, whose eyes sparkled brightly.
Su Kexin: Senior Brother is coming to save me!
Ling Meng: Master is coming to save me!