Magic Mirror: Flying Dragon Abbess

  Fan Na Ka Er couldn't figure out the purpose of this mirror, nor did he understand the intention of the young master of Qingluo Palace. However, he didn't dare disobey orders, so he bit his middle finger and applied a layer of bright red blood to the mirror's surface. Yue Qing then taught him an incantation, telling him to recite it three times, and then blow a mouthful of true energy onto it. The mirror's surface flashed with cold light, and incredibly, it absorbed all the fresh blood, restoring its original brightness.

  Next was Kaishabu, who although rough, also knew that he would be slaughtered like a fish on the chopping board, and was afraid of falling into a desperate situation where he couldn't survive or die. So he stopped talking, just like his senior brother, using the Blood Demon Curse to refine the treasure mirror with blood, and then exchanged it over.

  Yue Qing didn't take it, pointing at Huang Kan: "You're all the same as them, come one by one."

  The eight demons were somewhat stunned, but none of them dared to disobey the master's order. Starting with Huang Ke, they took turns offering sacrifices to the treasure mirror, followed by Qiu Ling.

  Yue Qing taught them each a different incantation, and after the ceremony was completed, he handed the treasure mirror back to Huang Ke: "From today on, you will focus on refining this mirror for me. You have half a day to send back all the women you've captured and disperse your followers. From Qingyuan Temple to Qingsuo Palace, only we 15 people will remain, including myself and Lei Qilong's 12 men. If anyone else stays behind, I'll kill them!" He glared at Fan Na Ka Er and threatened, "You two can escape, but even if you flee to a distant land, I can easily capture your souls." The two monks repeatedly said they didn't dare.

  Although they were all unwilling, they did not dare to disobey in the slightest and immediately returned to disperse their followers and slaves, driving them out of the Qingxu Mountain area. Fortunately, it was not far from the Qingyuan Temple to the main road from Yunnan to Sichuan, although due to the frequent robbery by the two monks and eight demons, and the abduction of women, there were few travelers on this road. However, there were still some brave or skilled martial artists who dared to travel through here, so they didn't have to worry about starving to death.

  After the ten people dealt with their respective affairs and returned, Yue Qing handed over the treasure mirror to them: "From today on, except for the two hours of noon and midnight, each of you will take turns to worship and refine this treasure mirror for one hour. Use the same method as before. In your free time, you must also sit quietly, recite incantations, and cultivate your skills. You cannot slack off."

  Fan Na Ka's expression changed as he let out a sigh of relief, and even the Eight Demons relaxed along with him. Ever since their master had obtained that Lei Qi Long Xiao Gui, it was as if he had become a different person, his original gentle and affectionate nature completely gone, replaced by an aura of murder and violence that was now fully exposed. The Eight Demons had been on edge all this time, only now did they feel at ease knowing the matter had come to an end.

  Yue Qing confined them within the great hall, not allowing them to take a single step outside. He also had Lei Qilong assist him, personally picking many herbs and sending them to be decocted in a medicine cauldron into a thick medicinal liquid, which was then filled into gourds. Each person would drink a bowl before starting their turn at refining the elixir. The ten of them took turns, each one taking an hour, until the zi and wu hours when Yue Qing personally took over, without stopping for even a moment.

  The surface of the mirror gradually floated with a bloody glow, and it became more and more concentrated. After thirty-six days, wherever the mirror light shone, it was all red. After that, it began to fade gradually. Seventy-two days later, not even a hint of red thread could be seen, and it restored its original clear and cold light like water.

  During this time, the two monks and eight demons also underwent changes, becoming increasingly thin and withered. They were originally fat-headed, big-eared, and full-faced, but eventually became skin and bones, resembling skulls. Their vital energy and spirit all entered the mirror, and their spirits became more and more excited. After thirty-six days, the world in the mirror took shape. Every time they refined the mirror, they could experience the most wonderful feelings of life within the world in the mirror. They went to Yue Qing together, kneeling down and begging him to let them take turns to refine the precious mirror every day.

  Yue Qing said: "To be honest, I taught you the Ten Demon Heart Mantra of the Northern Demon Sect. Now that you've dissipated all your vital energy, if you continue on this path, your bodies will thoroughly die, and your primordial spirits will enter the mirror to become demon messengers. However, I'm a person who doesn't like to force things. If you're willing to turn back now, I'll kill you with one sword stroke and send you to be reincarnated, then bring you back when you're young and educate you again, letting you cultivate the truth and bravely ascend to immortality."

  Ten people shook their heads together: "This skin bag has lost all its hair, teeth, and skin is loose, muscles and bones are decayed, full of foul smell, going to reincarnation can only get another such skin bag, it's really boring. We'd rather enter the mirror, where we can be carefree."

  "Good!" Yue Qing said, holding up the mirror and flashing it. The primordial spirits of the ten people were captured and thrown into the mirror together. Their bodies quickly collapsed and turned to dust on the ground, forming ten human-shaped piles of ash.

  Lei Qi Long stood beside him and saw this shocking scene, his face turned pale, trembling with fear and didn't dare to speak.

  Yue Qing looked at him and said: "Do you think that what I did was too cruel?"

  Lei Qi Long hastily shook his head into a wave, he had been to Mount Hua and Qing Luo, witnessed too many cruel and bloody things, deeply knowing that these people all killed without blinking, so he didn't dare have the slightest resentment.

  Yue Qing put away the magic mirror: "These ten people are treacherous and lecherous, plundering and looting, doing all sorts of evil. The number of people who have died at their hands is countless, and each of them has bloodstained hands! If it weren't for the deep-seated karma they've accumulated, I wouldn't have used them to practice this magic mirror either."

  After a busy scene, there were only two people left in the whole Qingluo Valley, he and Lei Qilong, a cold and quiet atmosphere.

  After several more days, Yue Qing had fully refined all of Wei Fengniang's magical treasures and told Lei Qilong to stay at home, close the formation, and cultivate diligently. He himself mounted his treasured sword and flew straight to Mount Lu, where he descended in front of the White Deer Cave with a flash of sword light. Before his feet even touched the ground, a ferocious white-browed tiger pounced out from in front of the cave, but was beheaded by Yue Qing's swift sword strike, its blood splashing everywhere. Immediately afterwards, a giant white-scaled serpent emerged from the forest beside him, opening its massive jaws and spewing forth a stream of poisonous mist. This too was sliced into two segments by Yue Qing's flying sword.

  In the White Deer Cave, a loud whistle sounded, and a short and stout Taoist nun appeared on the mountain slope. She had a leopard-like head with ringed eyes, yellow hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a fiery red robe, holding a dragon-headed staff with nine knots and eighteen rings. This was Fei Long Shī Tāi, the master of this place. She shouted loudly: "Who dares to harm my mountain-protecting divine beast!" When she saw clearly who had come, her face showed surprise. She recognized Wei Feng Niang, a sword immortal who had been rising in fame over the past few years, known for being ruthless and powerful, with a heart as hard as steel. She thought to herself: "We've always kept out of each other's way, why has she come looking for trouble today?"

  Yue Qing snorted and laughed: "Fei Long Shitai, you say you're a Taoist nun, but you've never worn the cassock of a nun, how can you be called Shitai?"

  Fei Long Shitai's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty: "Wei Fengniang, I have never offended you, why did you come to Lushan today to bother me?"

  Yue Qingdao said: "It's not just idle chatter, I have important matters to discuss with Shifu, won't Shifu invite me into the cave to discuss them?"

  Fei Long Shi Tai coldly said: "My White Deer Cave is too small to accommodate you, a monk who stretches out his hand for alms. If you have anything to say, say it here."

  "It's alright," said Yue Qing, "I recently obtained the secret scriptures of the Northern Demon Sect and gained a lot from studying them. I've come to invite Shifu to join my sect and study the heavenly books together."

  Fei Long Shitai's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, and she still coveted the secret manual of the Northern Demon Sect: "The Ten Magic Classics of the Northern Demon Sect is the supreme secret manual of the Wutai Sect, where did you get it from?"

  "The Ten Evils Scripture is not only possessed by the Five Elements Sect, in the past, Taiyi Hunyuan's ancestor and Mohai Zunzhe's master, Sima Tong, escaped from the demonic path and entered the righteous way. Although the Northern Demon Sect was defeated, eight of the ten elders still remain. The Daoist scripture I obtained is actually the secret scroll left behind by two of the elders, Ji Wudi and Xing Tianyin. How about it? Does Master want to explore its meaning with me?"

  Fei Long Shi Tai half believed and half doubted: "If that's the case, take out the magic scripture and let me see it. If it's true, I'll make a decision then."

  Yue Qing smiled and said, "You can see the magic scriptures, but you must do one thing first." He raised his hand and sent the Magic God Mirror flying out. "I'll teach you a segment of the Yin Demon Heart Chant. Use this chant to refine the mirror, and then you will be my disciple, the elder of the Yin Demon Sect, in charge of the orthodox sect of the Yin Demon Teachings. I will then pass on to you the secret methods of the Yin Demon Sect."

  Fei Long Shitai knew the severity of the Demon Sect's secret methods, sometimes just a glance would make the opponent lose their way. Therefore, she didn't dare to touch the Magic Mirror with her hands, but only tapped the dragon head of her staff, and the mirror spun around at the end of the staff without stopping. After carefully examining it, she couldn't see anything unusual. When Yue Qing finished speaking, she tapped her staff again, making the Magic Mirror fly back to its original place. With a cold smile, she said: "Excuse me for being timid, I don't dare to test the method with my own body. Whatever that Yin Demon Elder is, I'm not worthy of it, you'd better find someone else!"