The moonlight shines on the Red Serpent Ridge, casting a bloody hue over the entire mountain ridge.

  "Trouble! I didn't expect there would be moonlight tonight!"

  Li Hui came out of Yuan Huo's immortal mansion and immediately discovered the problem. Last time when he launched a sneak attack, it was at the beginning of the month without a moon, everything was pitch black. Now that ten days had passed, the moon was almost full.

  If they gave up this sneak attack, they would have to wait more than 20 days for the next moonless and windy night. Li Hui felt a bit depressed.

  "We must think of a way! We can't just give up like this!" Li Hui had been waiting in the Yuanhao Xianfu for ten days and was getting impatient.

  The stronghold of the Crimson Python Ridge Demon Dao Cultivators.

  Ten Qi-refining stage demonic cultivators were conducting a routine patrol under the leadership of a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Suddenly, the leading Foundation Establishment cultivator turned around, looking back with a puzzled expression.

  "Did you just notice someone passing by?" asked Zhuji Shushi in a puzzled tone.

  "No!" The ten Qi-refining disciples replied in unison, their faces filled with confusion. The leading Jiedan cultivator furrowed his brow, then waved his hand: "Let's go, continue the patrol. All of you be careful and watch your backs, that sneak-attacking cultivator might come again."

  Not long after the team of demonic cultivators left, Li Hui, dressed in black, suddenly appeared as if he had emerged from the ground.

  "It seems this method is not bad!" Li Hui looked around, making sure there were no patrol teams passing by before carefully moving forward. If he saw a patrol team, he would hide in the immortal mansion and wait for them to leave before continuing cautiously.

  Last time Li Hui specifically targeted the disciples who were on duty outside at night, this time Li Hui's idea was even crazier: directly enter the lair of the demonic cultivators, sneak into the residences of those ordinary disciples and slaughter them all!

  It was like this that Li Hui saw the tenth patrol team of demonic cultivators after almost half a time unit. Moreover, each team had one foundation-establishment cultivator leading them.

  "It seems that these demon cultivators have been tormented by me enough! The defense is indeed very tight." Li Hui felt a hint of pride in his heart.

  ……

  After several twists and turns, they finally entered the core of the Demon Dao Cultivator's residence. The rows of small wooden houses here were the residences of the Demon Dao Qi Refining Stage disciples.

  Li Hui was familiar with this place, as it was originally the residence of the Qi Refining stage disciples of the Seven Sects Alliance. However, there were nearly ten thousand Qi Refining stage disciples in the Seven Sects Alliance, so only two cultivators could live in one room. Now, there were only over a thousand demonic Qi Refining stage cultivators stationed at Chi Meng Ridge, with each cultivator occupying one room, and they were relatively far apart.

  A Taoist practitioner was sitting cross-legged on his bed in his wooden hut, practicing breathing exercises, when he was suddenly awakened from his meditation by a series of urgent knocks at the door.

  "Who is it? What's the matter at this hour of the night?" The magician said irritably, having been interrupted from his meditation.

  "A few days ago, that cultivator who raided our residence appeared again. The superior ordered all disciples to gather and capture the cultivator." A loud and rough voice replied from outside the door.

  "What? That killer star is back again!" The demonic cultivators inside the house heard that the sneak attacker from last time had come to launch a sneak attack again, and they also felt a bit of a headache. They quickly stood up, opened the door, and prepared to go out.

  "Which sect are you a disciple of?" The demonic cultivator inside the house opened the door and looked at the black-robed cultivator standing outside, asking with some confusion.

  "Hiss!"

  A swift cyan sword light responded to him, and the face of the demonic cultivator still had an inquiring expression as he fell powerless to the ground.

  "I am of Bi Xiao Men!" Li Hui sheathed the Qing Ming sword, smiling as he spoke in a low voice to the corpse of the demonic cultivator on the ground.

  Li Hui then dragged the corpse of this demonic cultivator into the house, came out and closed the door, and walked towards the residence of the next demonic cultivator.

  ……

  Wu Qing's face had completely turned purple at this moment, and his chest was heaving violently.

  In front of him lay the corpses of twenty-seven Qi Refining stage demonic cultivators, all of whom were found in the low-level cultivators' residences within the garrison.

  More than a dozen teams led by the foundation-laying monks, with over 100 people in total, thought that such an array would not even allow flies to fly in, but unexpectedly, someone sneaked into the old nest and assassinated 27 disciples before leaving.

  And so far, they still don't even know what this cultivator looks like, whether he is tall or round!

  Wu Qing was seething with anger, but didn't know who to vent it on. He didn't even know the name of that cultivator, and couldn't even start cursing. His originally dark face turned black and purple from suppressing his emotions.

  The other Jukirishin also remained silent, but were extremely shocked in their hearts.

  They asked themselves if they should have been even slightly slack, and yet as a foundation repairman, he was like a watchdog, patrolling in circles every night, while the other party came and went as if no one was there.

  "This cultivator, if I catch him, will definitely peel off his skin layer by layer!" Wu Qing said gritting her teeth.

  "Wu Tongling, the team sent by the Liangzhou headquarters should be arriving soon, right? I heard that the team is led by Fan Xuanzhen, we should make preparations to welcome Elder Fan." At this time, a Jijibuilder reminded Wu Qing.

  Wu Qing was taken aback, and he also remembered this matter. Fan Xuan was a Golden Elixir cultivator notorious for his violent temper, and Wu Qing's cunning and viciousness would seem as pure and kind as an infant in front of him.

  "These past few days, strengthen the guard, all Qi-refining disciples gather in one area to live, all Foundation Establishment cultivators live around, can't let me have any more accidents!" Wu Qing strongly commanded, suppressing the anger in his heart.

  ……

  On the third day after Li Hui assassinated the Qi refining period cultivator in his residence, a large army of demonic cultivators numbering five to six thousand was coming from Liangzhou towards Chi Meng Ridge and had already arrived at a place one hundred miles away from Chi Meng Ridge.

  The entire fleet of demonic cultivators consisted of hundreds of colorful flying boats, with a luxurious and enormous flying carriage at the very front.

  This flying car is over 10 zhang long and 5 zhang wide, made of unknown materials. The four huge wheels are not circular like ordinary wheels, but consist of nine giant blade-like components, similar to a windmill. The entire flying car is three zhang high, looking more like a mobile palace than a flying car. A massive beast head is carved on the front, with two wing-like protrusions on either side of the body, each two zhang long, and the wheels are installed underneath these wings.

  From a distance, this flying car looks like a giant flying bird-like monster flying in the sky.

  On both sides of the flying car stood several Golden Core cultivators, and on the left side of the front, a Golden Core cultivator wearing a purple robe was standing, who was exactly Fan Xuan in Wu Qing's words.

  The flying car flew steadily and quickly in the air, with the wind wheels under its two large wings spinning rapidly, bringing up a turbulent airflow. The fleet of flying boats behind it kept a distance of tens of meters from the flying car, forming a neat queue to follow behind it.

  As they approached the Red Python Ridge, Fan Xuan stood up on the left side of the flying car and bowed his head to face the interior of the flying car, saying: "Reporting to the Old Ancestor, we are about to reach the Red Python Ridge. Let's take a rest here first."

  "Hmm!" A low hum came from inside the car.

  Fan Xuan still stood with his body upright, and upon hearing this "en", a joyful expression appeared on his face, and he responded: "Then the disciple will take his leave!"

  On the Red Python Ridge, Wu Qing had already led all his disciples stationed on the Red Python Ridge to wait in front of the ridge after receiving the news. A group of people stood neatly, gazing up at the sky with eager eyes.

  The first thing that appeared on the horizon was a flying car like a giant flying beast, followed by a dense fleet of flying boats. In an instant, it had already arrived above Wu Qing and others' heads.

  "Welcome, Lord Fan Xuan, and all the esteemed guests!" Wu Qing bowed slightly and said loudly.

  "Welcome, esteemed sirs!" chorused all the demonic cultivators behind Wu Qing.

  "Hurry up and pay your respects to Lord Zhao!" Fan Xuan shouted sternly.

  Wu Qing and the others heard the three words "Zhao Zhenren" and their faces changed. There may be many Taoist priests with the surname Zhao, but in Liangzhou's Xiuxian world, only one is called Zhao Zhenren, that is Yuan Ying's old monster Zhao Mingjiu!

  "I pay my respects to Immortal Zhao, I didn't know that Immortal Zhao's divine chariot had arrived in person, and I haven't gone far to welcome you. Please forgive me, Immortal!" Wu Qing and the other cultivators all knelt down on the ground, bowed their heads and knocked their foreheads against the ground, repeatedly admitting their guilt. Some of the cultivators were already so frightened that both legs were trembling.

  "Ancestor, we've arrived at Red Python Ridge. Those juniors don't know that your divine chariot has descended and didn't come to greet you from afar. What do you think should be done to punish them?" Fan Xuan turned around and bowed his head to ask the person inside the flying carriage.

  "Whatever, I'm in a good mood today so I won't bother with these juniors. Fan Xuan, arrange for my accommodations!" A sharp and piercing voice like that of an eagle or hawk came from inside the flying car.

  "Yes!" Fan Xuan replied, then turned to Wu Qing and the others below and said: "The old ancestor forgives your crime of neglecting to welcome him. Quickly prepare a place for the old ancestor to rest and recover. If there is any delay, you will all be punished together!"

  Wu Qing and the others, upon hearing this, felt a great relief, hastily kowtowed to thank him, then some of them quickly went to prepare a temporary resting place for Zhao Zhen. Others, who were foundation-building cultivators, flew in low altitude, leading the flying cars above to find a place to land first.

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  Due to house hunting, updates have been unstable for the past two days. Sorry to everyone. Still shamelessly asking for collection and red tickets.