Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

[You can’t abuse my darlings, but you can abuse them appropriately (crossed out) for education]

The gold floating jade alone cannot turn Liu Han and Zhou Wen against each other and cause both of them to suffer losses.

He needed to add another fire to the furnace to make the sluggish flame burn more vigorously, and the ones who could help push the fuse forward were none other than the group of disciples who pushed people off the cliff.

Baili Qi implemented his plan step by step, with a sinister smile on his face, determined to win.

Yesterday, he deliberately lingered with Zhou Wen until the hour of Yin, and this morning he left Yu Tu Sect in a hurry. No one knew which lover he was rushing to meet.

If it weren't for my own grand plan, I would never sleep in the same bed with him.

When he thought about the absolute possibility that he had touched someone else, Baili Qi subconsciously had a physiological reaction of nausea.

By drawing the other party's original spiritual energy from their body and combining it with it, it can achieve the effect of confusing the real thing with the fake. Although the Mirage Beast can tame souls, dominate their consciousness, and control their behavior, the magic spirits it absorbs are really limited, and it cannot fully exert its power.

If Zhou Wen were allowed to kill someone or do something against his will, the effect of soul control would be greatly reduced.

Baili Qi made up his mind to let himself act as the blood-stained knife. After all, those disciples were not good people.

The training square and the main hall were separated by an arc-span fairy bridge, which was neither far nor near. Baili Qi used a sleight of hand to pretend to be Zhou Wen and gathered everyone in the square. From a distance, his walking posture and demeanor were imitated vividly, including the aura surrounding him. Even if Liu Han was present, his clumsy eyes would be deceived and he would not be able to tell whether the person in front of him was the original owner or a fake.

It's definitely a high-quality imitation, how could it be so easy to detect? It's a joke.

The disciples stood with their backs straight, like pine trees and cypresses, in the sleepy warm sun. Their facial expressions were so serious that Baili Qi almost laughed.

He hated serious people the most. On the surface, they looked righteous and like good people doing good deeds, but in fact, the blood flowing in their hearts exuded a foul odor.

He secretly sighed in his heart, he was about to witness their tragic end, alas... what a misfortune.

"Don't spread what happened today. I will do what I promised you. Just follow me now."

The unquestionable tone that only belongs to a superior makes his disciples obey him involuntarily.

Baili Qi walked in front to lead the way, and the group followed him consciously.

The mountain paths to the main peak were all paved with white stone steps and were very flat and majestic, but their destination was obviously not here. There was a secluded path on the west side of the training square, and they were going to start from here.

The vegetation there is lush and tall, growing well. The thin sunlight cannot penetrate the overlapping and dense branches and leaves. The reason why this road is secluded is that the dark environment brings a suffocating feeling of oppression.

After passing through the long dark path, the vision gradually became wide and bright. Many towering boulders of different shapes appeared in front of them. Through the cave door made of stone roofs, this section of the road was a plank road wedged on the mountain wall. The height below was unfathomable. The mountain was steep and dangerous. The disciples who had not reached the foundation-building stage dared not stay here. This direction... The disciple following Baili Qi frowned, and his suspended heart suddenly rose with an intangible sense of danger.

Not only him, but others were also full of doubts.

The sect leader once promised them that he would give each of them a high-level magic weapon after the success. They thought they would go to Baolin Pavilion of Yuduo Sect to choose a magic weapon that suits them.

Everyone who had such a one-sided idea never expected that this sect leader was not the same sect leader. The magic weapon he was talking about was to let them leave their lives behind.

Baili Qi stopped and said in a calm and indifferent voice: "We are here."

The "Yellow Springs Road" where people die has arrived.

On the silent cliff top, besides the rustling sound of everyone's boots rubbing against stones, there was also the sound of rapid and disordered breathing.

The leader bravely raised his doubts, "Sect Master, what do you mean?"

Baili Qi changed his usual harmless and weak attitude, and spoke in a sinister tone, adding a strange atmosphere to himself, "The treasure you want is at the bottom of the cliff, you can get it by flying down with your sword."

"Master, let's not take this treasure anymore!"

The clear-headed boy didn't believe that there was any treasure at the bottom of the cliff. He vaguely smelled the dullness and depression before the storm.

When the others heard this, they all echoed the disciple's words, and some even turned around and wanted to go back the way they came.

With such a great opportunity in front of him, how could Baili Qi just give up? He turned his wrist and a light black spiritual current gushed out. The column-like fluid peeled off several tiny branches and instantly penetrated into the back of the group of people's heads and disappeared. He deliberately left a survivor so that no one would be able to identify him when the truth was verified.

In a moment, the disciples who were about to go back changed their route inexplicably and turned around. The young man was unable to stop them. In a hurry, he stretched out his hand to grab the sleeve of his senior brother beside him, but his insane fellow disciple pried his fingers apart. The young man pinched his hands to release the spiritual power rope, and the group of people used their bodies as steel shields and rushed directly to the spiritual power rope to break through the obstruction. They lined up and followed Baili Qi's gestures to the edge of the cliff, bent their knees outward and jumped...

A normal person would suffer a severe mental blow seeing this scene. The young man witnessed this tragedy with his own eyes, the color drained away from his face by fear, and a miserable scream suddenly came out of his throat, louder than the thunder that broke through the clouds in the dark night.

Seeing that Baili Qi was gradually shortening the distance between them, his life was in imminent danger, and he stumbled away from Wuyin Cliff without caring about his still weak legs.

He fell several times in the process of fleeing in a hurry, and he was rolling and crawling on his hands and feet. The sharp stone tips on the ground cut his palms and skin, but he deliberately ignored the strong pain. Blood mixed with dust dripped from the gaps, and the plump blood beads were blown everywhere by the wind as he swayed back and forth.

Baili Qi's ferocious face and terrifying smile were frozen at the moment he turned around and ran away.

At the same time, when Liu Tang was counting the number of disciples in the square with the list of disciples in his hand, he found that the number of inner disciples had dropped sharply. His past habits made him keep the most original way of gathering. There should have been forty-two inner disciples, but now there were only thirty-six disciples at the scene. This was a job he did personally every day, so there shouldn't be any mistakes, right?

He took out the voice-transmitting jade, and a trace of spiritual power as if it had a master went straight into the jade. None of the disciples he called answered. He had a bad premonition and could not delay for long. He pointed out the key points of the words succinctly and quickly called together other disciples to help search for the missing disciples.

Zhou Wen was possessed by bad luck and happened to return to Yu Tu Sect at this point in time. He was satisfied both physically and mentally and was still immersed in the warmth and softness of the jade, but he didn't know that man-made disasters had already been lurking around him, waiting for an opportunity to strike.