Chapter 796: The Arrival of the Master

Chapter 796: The Arrival of the Master

Lin Nuo flew with his sword, graceful and carefree, momentarily unsure of his own positioning.

Damn, this is actually quite exhilarating!

Maybe it’s been too long since I felt this carefree flying sensation—right now, it feels really amazing.

Time to land, time to wait.

Lin Nuo found a spot to descend. He calculated the distance, needing to find a place where the power of the falling Demon Star wouldn’t have reached—preferably somewhere close.

This way, he could be the first to jump into the spring.

But he also couldn’t be too early, since right after the Demon Star falls, the temperature of the mountain peaks would be extremely high. Approaching would mean becoming a corpse turning into drugs—a literal human alchemy.

Controlling the distance and timing, that’s the quality a villain should have.

However, while searching for a place, he noticed a group of people.

Demon Disciples, along with members of the Qin family.

This Qin family doesn’t refer to Qin Shili and her group, but to Qin Dao.

Qin Dao had touched on dark magic, and he even had the Elder Mage Liang Zhao, a demon master and shaman, assisting him. It made sense for them to be here.

Lin Nuo was spotted too; after all, flying with a sword is hard to miss.

“Master, that’s Lin Nuo!”

Qin Dao pointed at Lin Nuo, surprise and concern evident on his face.

“Do not worry, this is the Way of Heaven; he can’t do much. We just need to wait and ignore him.”

Liang Zhao remained calm and unfazed, confident that Lin Nuo would pose no threat.

Noticing they weren’t going to make a move, Lin Nuo decided to hold back as well. No need to provoke anyone right now; it was better to lie low and wait for the dark magic to unfold.

So, he found a spot to wait. Liang Zhao claimed they’d ignore him, but he would still send someone to watch Lin Nuo.

No big deal; let them keep an eye on him.

……

“I sense disaster approaching,” Master Zhao said worriedly, gazing up at the sky.

Every time a sky star falls, there are prophecies; even the coming of the Demon Star has been predicted, but no one knows the falling location. Everyone feels a degree of unease.

He was searching for the whereabouts of the Sword Saint but couldn’t find him. He was an unseen threat in the future, and everyone knew of his renowned power.

“Master.”

At this moment, Master Zhao saw a familiar face flying in on a sword, slowly landing beside him.

“Yuanxu, why are you here too?”

“I’ve made some progress in my cultivation. I couldn’t stay on Tianling Mountain anymore, so I came out. The rumors about the sky star have already spread; perhaps this will bring great calamity.”

“The sky star signifies natural disasters, but human calamities are more common. The Sword Saint should know this,” Master Zhao responded.

“I’ve heard some rumors.”

Zhang Yuanxu nodded,

“The Sword Saint has already claimed a sky star’s opportunity before. For the sake of opportunity, he has killed other competitors. Perhaps this time he’ll act again. When a person becomes too powerful, they tend to look down on everything and forget their original intent with the sword. Do you have any leads on the Sword Saint’s whereabouts?”

“I saw him not too long ago, but he left quickly and has vanished now. To be honest, his sword-flying technique is simply beyond ordinary; his strength is ever-growing. If he continues to hunt others for opportunities, we can only contend with him. The demonic path isn’t eliminated, and now we have more troublesome foes—it’s truly a headache,” Master Zhao sighed.

“There’s always a solution; now is not the time; it’s still unclear what will happen.”

Zhang Yuanxu agreed,

“On my way here, I noticed some commoners migrating. I wonder what’s going on. Shall we take a look?”

“Let’s go.”

Master Zhao and Zhang Yuanxu reached a consensus and took off on their swords, but they didn’t go too high so they could observe the situation below closely.

Before them loomed a towering mountain peak, surrounded by numerous cities and rice fields. The water source there came from the natural Ningzhou Peak, with many waterways branching off, nourishing the land.

The environment was uniquely blessed, with climate and resources being very livable; the people had been residing there happily for quite some time.

Suddenly having to migrate was indeed strange.

As two renowned masters of the Xuanyun Sect, Master Zhao and Zhang Yuanxu needed to understand the situation.

Quickly, they descended from the sky and landed in the marketplace.

What had once been a bustling market was now sparse and desolate.

Some soldiers were leading the commoners in retreat. The two masters approached to inquire about the situation. Before doing so, they introduced themselves; their status as masters of the Xuanyun Sect acted like a passport, instantly earning them the respect of the common folk.

“It’s like this, masters. Miss Liu said…”

The commoners explained the situation. Thanks to Liu Shuqin’s prior reputation and authority, the people were willing to heed her words to evacuate. They believed Liu Shuqin was trustworthy and would surely find them a place to settle.

“This is odd. How does Liu Shuqin know about the location of the fallen sky star? No one has spread any news on that matter,” Master Zhao stroked his beard, puzzled. Although some people were talking about the fallen sky star, no one had specified a location.

Previously, there were people predicting, but last time they got the location of the Tianwu Star wrong, and everyone ended up waiting in vain. Later, when the Tianwu Star fell, crowds surged towards the predicted location like crazy.

With a sky star and resources, it inevitably sparked competition and bloodshed—it’s a common occurrence.

“Let’s go ask her; I wonder where Liu Shuqin is now?”

“She’s at…”

The soldiers responded truthfully. Master Zhao and the others immediately went to find Liu Shuqin for clarity.

At this moment, with Liu Shuqin.

The Demon Spirit became restless, echoing words in Liu Shuqin’s mind:

“He’s coming.”

“Who’s coming?” Liu Shuqin asked, puzzled.

“It’s my former host, Zhang Yuanxu. I suggest you be cautious. After all, you’ve hidden his Demon Spirit.”

The Demon Spirit was giving Liu Shuqin advice; now it coexisted with her like a newly acquainted friend.

Of course, it didn’t want Liu Shuqin to suffer; after all, if its host met with disaster, it would perish too.

“It’s fine; he shouldn’t be able to find me. If he could, he would have found me long ago. He must have seen the commoners fleeing, realizing the Demon Star is about to fall; it’s just curiosity,” Liu Shuqin replied, calm and unperturbed.

The Demon Spirit, which she wanted to protect, was after all her best means of understanding the demonic path.

Soon enough, Master Zhao and Zhang Yuanxu found Liu Shuqin.

“Master, and Senior Zhang, what brings you both to this place?”

“Shuqin, we just heard you were evacuating commoners because the sky star will fall on Ningzhou Peak. Could you tell us where this news came from?” Master Zhao asked.

“It was a high-level astronomer who informed me, but he doesn’t wish to reveal his identity, so I cannot disclose it,” Liu Shuqin replied softly.