I Can See Through Everything

Chapter 244

The swordsman had earlier noticed the distinct differences in the deaths of the Mo Hu brothers.

The elder with the hooked nose had been beheaded with a single sword strike, and his body bore numerous sword wounds.

It was clear he had been killed by the old doctor.

Given the old doctor’s previously demonstrated formidable strength, killing the elder with the hooked nose was not surprising.

What truly shocked the swordsman was the state of Mo Hu's death.

His entire body, except for his head, was twisted and mangled beyond recognition, resembling a heap of mud—a truly horrific sight.

This was not the old doctor’s style, leaving only one possibility: Mo Hu had been killed by Lu Qing.

After all, only Lu Qing and his master were present there.

The swordsman found this hard to believe and wanted to confirm it personally.

"It really was the young master who killed him..."

The swordsman was deeply shocked.

Despite Mo Hu’s severed arm and previous injuries from the old doctor, he was still a solid Precelestial Realm cultivator, yet he was slain by a young man.

Moreover, wasn't Lu Qing known for his archery skills? Mo Hu's death seemed to have been caused by brute force rather than arrows.

The swordsman, stunned, had many questions.

But Lu Qing gave him no chance to ask, sensing that Mago and his group had already entered Flowing Cloud Town.

"What happened here?"

At the entrance of Flowing Cloud Town, Mago and his companions drove a carriage down the street, looking around in horror.

The human-shaped bloodstains and the clothing scattered about were eerily unsettling, making them all feel a chill down their spines.

No wonder Lu Qing had not let them follow earlier; seeing this eerie scene, it was clear something terrible had occurred in the town.

The round, chubby middle-aged man felt especially relieved.

Thankfully, the old doctor had insisted on not entering the town earlier. Otherwise, who knows if their own bodies might have ended up among these bloodstains.

He suddenly froze at this thought.

Had the old doctor foreseen this?

"Master, where should we go?" Wei Zian asked, feeling uneasy about the silent streets.

"Wait a moment. Since the young master and the old master are in the town, they must have sensed our arrival."

Just as Mago finished speaking, a figure darted towards them, appearing in front of the carriage the next moment.

"Young master!"

Mago halted the carriage and called out joyfully.

The others also looked relieved.

The current state of Flowing Cloud Town was too bizarre, making them all nervous.

"You've arrived. Follow me; my master is over there," Lu Qing said.

"Young master, what about these..." Mago pointed to the bloodstains on the street.

"Those were ordinary townspeople who were refined into blood by the Flowing Cloud Sect's evil methods. Don't worry, they pose no threat to you," Lu Qing replied indifferently. ṙÁɴОᛒƐ𝙎

However, his words caused Mago and the others to shudder.

The Flowing Cloud Sect was so insane that they even targeted their own townspeople.

The carriage followed Lu Qing towards the inn.

Along the way, they passed the bodies of the hooked-nosed elder and another man, as well as the devastated street, making them even more terrified.

The two bodies, though dead, still emitted a faintly terrifying aura.

This suggested that they had been formidable martial artists in life.

The sight of these powerful warriors dead, combined with the nearly destroyed street, was unimaginable.

"What happened here earlier?"

Seeing the corpse of the black-robed figure again, Lu Qing remembered something and asked Mago to stop the carriage. He leapt towards a house, searching until he found what he was looking for—the black staff the black-robed figure had wielded.

"Let's go."

Lu Qing returned to the carriage with the staff and placed it on the carriage casually.

The others did not dare to ask questions and followed behind him.

Before long, they reached the inn.

The swordsman came out upon hearing the carriage.

"This is Elder Yan of the Silver Moon Sect," Lu Qing introduced.

"Greetings, Elder Yan," Mago and the others greeted respectfully.

Especially the round, chubby middle-aged man and his disciples, who were deeply shocked.

Being from Yunzhou, they were well aware of the major forces in the region.

The Silver Moon Sect, one of the three major sects, had an elder in the Precelestial Realm—this was no small matter.

"As friends of the young master, there is no need for formalities," the swordsman said quickly.

If it were anyone else, the swordsman might have maintained a lofty demeanor as a senior expert.

But seeing these people’s close relationship with Lu Qing, he dared not put on airs.

The swordsman held great respect for Lu Qing and the old doctor, considering them to be mysterious and powerful.

Seeing how Elder Yan of the Silver Moon Sect was so polite to Lu Qing, the round, chubby middle-aged man was mentally prepared, but Wenwu and the others were shocked.

At this moment, no one paid attention to their reactions.

Lu Qing asked, "Elder Yan, has my master finished treating everyone?"

"Almost. When I came out, there were still a few people left to diagnose."

"I’ll go take a look." Lu Qing nodded, then told Mago, "Uncle Ma, please wait outside for a moment."

The inn had many corpses, and the scene was gruesome.

Although Xiao Yan had seen many dead bodies recently, Lu Qing did not want her to witness such carnage.

Entering the inn, Lu Qing saw the old doctor diagnosing the last person.

"Master, Uncle Ma and the others have arrived," Lu Qing said softly.

"Mm," the old doctor replied, withdrawing his hand and addressing the tall, thin martial artist before him, "Your symptoms are similar to the previous warriors—both blood and Qi are depleted, and your foundation is damaged. Fortunately, it is not life-threatening.

With proper rest and recuperation, and appropriate supplements, you will recover."

"Thank you, senior!" The tall, thin martial artist was overjoyed, thanking the old doctor repeatedly.

He had feared that the hooked-nosed elder's evil techniques had left hidden dangers in his body.

Hearing that there was no major issue, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Gentlemen."

After diagnosing everyone, the old doctor stood up.

"I have checked all your pulses. Fortunately, your martial arts cultivation is profound and your foundation strong. Though your Qi and blood are depleted, your lives are not in danger.

I will prescribe two formulas to nourish and strengthen your bodies. Follow the prescriptions, and within one to two months, you should recover fully."

"Thank you, senior!" The Yunzhou martial artists all bowed in gratitude.

The old doctor nodded and told Lu Qing, "Ah Qing, prepare ink and paper for me to write the prescriptions."

"Yes, master."

Lu Qing quickly prepared the writing materials, and the old doctor swiftly wrote two prescriptions and posted them on the wall.

"These two formulas are for nourishing and strengthening the body. Please take note or copy them down and follow the prescriptions."

The Yunzhou martial artists quickly crowded around to note down the prescriptions.

Taking this opportunity, the swordsman approached, "Senior, the Flowing Cloud Sect has plagued Yunzhou for a long time, and now they have set up an evil formation to harm lives.

Though the Mo Hu brothers are dead, the Flowing Cloud Sect remains powerful. How do you plan to deal with them?"

"Well..."

The old doctor hesitated.

He was not skilled in such matters and truly did not know what to do.

With the deaths of the hooked-nosed elder and the black-robed figure, his anger had largely dissipated, and he did not wish to continue killing.

He looked to Lu Qing: "Ah Qing, what do you think?"

Lu Qing thought for a moment and said seriously, "Master, you have seen the actions and style of the Flowing Cloud Sect along the way.

Such a brutal sect is a scourge to the people of Yunzhou.

While we cannot save the world, we can remove a tumor and reduce the suffering of Yunzhou’s people.

I know you are kind-hearted and reluctant to kill, so let me go and eradicate the Flowing Cloud Sect."

The old doctor was silent for a moment.

He recalled the scenes of the Flowing Cloud Sect’s actions on their way here.

Finally, he nodded: "You are right. The Flowing Cloud Sect should not be left to continue.

But calling me kind-hearted and reluctant to kill—Ah Qing, you are making fun of me. I am not so weak.

I understand that removing one evil is equivalent to saving ten good lives. I will go up the mountain with you."

"Senior, are you willing to eradicate the Flowing Cloud Sect?"

The swordsman was overjoyed.

Even if the old doctor spared the Flowing Cloud Sect, he would not have let them go.

Upon returning, he would have mobilized forces to completely destroy them.

However, after witnessing the strange techniques of the Mo Hu brothers, he had great apprehension towards the Flowing Cloud Sect.

Even in a small town at the foot of the mountain, the Mo Hu brothers could set up such an evil formation.

Who knew what tricks they had up their sleeves in their main base?

If there were even more terrible formations, he might not be able to handle them.

But with the old doctor and Lu Qing’s help, it would be different.

This master and disciple were mysterious and powerful.

The old doctor, with his terrifying sword energy, still made the swordsman shudder in fear.

Lu Qing, even more enigmatic, not only possessed unpredictable

strength but also seemed to have deep knowledge of formations.

With their help, destroying the Flowing Cloud Sect would be a sure thing.

"Senior, we must act quickly.

The Flowing Cloud Sect’s leader, Mo Zhen, escaped from the town earlier and might have returned to the mountain.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

He is highly skilled, almost at the Precelestial Realm.

If he escapes with the elite of the Flowing Cloud Sect, even if we destroy their base, it will be pointless.

They could hide and rise again later, causing havoc.

To eradicate evil, we must act swiftly," the swordsman said solemnly.

The old doctor knew time was of the essence.

"Let's set off immediately," he said.

Deciding to act quickly, the three martial experts gave instructions to the others and left Flowing Cloud Town, heading towards the towering Flowing Cloud Mountain.

The saying "looking at the mountain exhausts the horse" applied here. Although the mountain seemed close to the town, it was actually seven to eight miles away.

However, with their speed, the distance was nothing, and they soon reached the entrance of the Flowing Cloud Sect.

"As expected, there is a formation here as well."

Approaching the entrance, the swordsman looked serious.

Inside the Flowing Cloud Sect, faint gray light flickered, and evil energy surged.

A light barrier enveloped it, similar to the formation barrier in Flowing Cloud Town.

"No problem. Without a Precelestial Realm expert, the formation’s power is greatly reduced. Watch me break it," Lu Qing said after sensing the formation.

"Thank you, young master."

Lu Qing grabbed several long arrows from his quiver and began shooting.

Indeed, without a Precelestial Realm expert, the formation barrier could not withstand his arrows.

With muffled explosions, the gray light barrier before them wavered and slowly disappeared.

"Young master's archery is truly extraordinary, the finest I have ever seen," the swordsman exclaimed, even on seeing it for the second time.

"A minor skill, you flatter me," Lu Qing smiled.

As the gray barrier completely vanished, a strong smell of blood wafted over, accompanied by an immensely evil aura, causing their faces to change.

"What’s happening?"

The three exchanged glances and hurried towards the grand entrance of the Flowing Cloud Sect.

Reaching the top, they were stunned by the sight below.

Behind the grand entrance was a spacious training ground, now littered with the corpses of Flowing Cloud Sect disciples—hundreds of them.

Most disturbingly, these corpses still clutched weapons, with numerous wounds on their bodies, their faces twisted in madness, as if they had killed each other.

But why would Flowing Cloud Sect disciples slaughter each other?

"Master, Elder Yan, look."

As the swordsman wondered, Lu Qing pointed ahead.

Following his direction, the swordsman and the old doctor looked and their faces changed.

In the center of the training ground stood a person-sized blood cocoon.

Blood from the ground was continuously being absorbed into the cocoon.

The immense evil aura emanated from it.

"What is that?"

The swordsman, having never seen such a scene, exclaimed in shock.

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