Main Text Chapter 71 Donglai Cave Master (Part 9)

If I don’t kill him now, I’ll wait until later!

Yan Xiu raised the knife and lowered it without mercy. He slashed down with the ax and chopped off his head with a 'poof'.

Shan Biaoyi and Qiu Shaoqun also drew their guns from Song Fu.

The three people who were still a little frightened stopped their hands and immediately looked at Miao Yi.

Miao Yi did not intervene, but cast a spell to protect the table of food and wine on the low table from being affected by the magic of the fight between several people.

At this time, he released his magic power, spread his fingers, sucked a glass of wine into his hand, picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp, and said calmly: "The trick is complete."

The three people held their hands, quickly dodged towards the back of the palace, and disappeared.

At this time, Miao Yi walked to the door of the hall, opened the door, stepped across the threshold, stretched out his hand to stroke Hei Tan's mane, and looked at the moonlight outside.

His eyes were cold, but the picture that came to his mind was that he was holding the second child with one hand and carrying the third child who was crying with fear on his back. Facing a group of adults who came to bully him, he felt helpless in grief and anger, and stabbed the third child in On my thigh, blood was flowing like a pour...

"Second brother, third child, I'm sorry for you. I shouldn't have sent you into such a dangerous situation. It's all my fault. You should take care of yourself. My ability is limited now. Give me a little more time..." Miao Yi murmured.

The dark green beads around his neck flashed a weak light.

Heitan shook his head and sneezed loudly...

The sound of fighting here and Song Fulin's mournful roar before his death attracted his fellow disciples back.

Wang Zifa and Zhu Tianbiao, two masters of the third level of White Lotus, flew in first, and Shang Youlai, Hou Sheng, Wang Xiuqin, and Nan Sisi arrived one after another.

Yan Xiu, Shan Biaoyi and Qiu Shaoqun arrived last, and they seemed to have arrived after hearing the noise.

A group of people wanted to enter the main hall to see what was going on, but they were blocked outside the main hall by Miao Yi, who was standing with his gun drawn.

Miao Yi was riding on a dragon colt, holding a silver spear, standing on the steps at the entrance of the hall, looking down at everyone from a high position.

The night falls outside the hall, and the stars and moon twinkle.

In the main hall, behind Miao Yi, a bright wax torch swayed. The visual error between light and darkness made it a bit difficult to see Miao Yi's expression clearly, adding a bit of mystery and majesty. At the same time, one could feel the coming from Miao Yi. Yi's body was filled with murderous intent.

Everyone in the Lanyu Sect looked at me and I looked at you. In the end, Wang Zifa handed over his hand and asked: "Cave Master, we seemed to have heard the sound of fighting just now, as well as Senior Brother Song Fu's cry for help. Dare I ask Senior Brother Song Fu if he can In the main hall!"

"Yes! But the head is missing!" Miao Yi did not hide anything. He lifted up the hand hanging down by his thigh, holding someone's hair bun. He held up a head in his hand and threw it to everyone.

Everyone was shocked and subconsciously stepped back to avoid it. They saw a big head rolling past and stopping at everyone's feet.

Everyone's eyes widened to see who else could it be if it wasn't Song Fu.

Yan Xiu and the three people behind him quietly exchanged glances, and everyone else was shocked.

Prince Fa suddenly pointed at Miao Yi on the steps and said angrily: "Did you kill senior brother Song Fu?"

Miao Yi was condescending, without any emotion, and said coldly: "I ordered him to guard the mountain gate, but he dared to leave his post without authorization and let people destroy the mountain gate of my Donglai Cave. I asked him if he knew the crime. Not only did he not know the crime, he also He dares to speak rudely to this cave master. He is such a crazy person who doesn’t know the heights of heaven and earth. He regards my cave master’s orders as child’s play. How can I not kill him?”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Zifa and others immediately drew their swords and pointed them at Miao Yi. Wang Zifa sternly asked: "How dare you kill my disciple of the Lan Yu Sect!"

"Bold!" Miao Yi shouted angrily and warned: "I don't care which sect you are disciples of. Since you have joined me in Donglai Cave, you should forget about the sect's concepts and abide by the rules. Could it be that your Lan Yu Sect wants to challenge Lord Chenlu?" The millions of troops under his command are overestimating their abilities!”

He pointed the gun downward, "Song Fu is not the first white lotus third-grade monk to die in my hands, nor will he be the last! Yan Xiu, Shan Piaoyi, Qiu Shaoqun!"

The three people behind the crowd, Yan Xiu, also immediately showed their weapons and responded in unison: "Here we are!"

"If anyone dares to do the following!" Miao Yi condescendingly pointed at Wang Zifa and Zhu Tianbiao, "Leave these two to me, and leave the other four to you!"

"Follow your orders!" Shan Biaoyi and Qiu Shaoqun shouted angrily along with Yan Xiu, who was carrying a pair of axes. "Anyone who dares to offend the superiors will be killed!"

This was what they had agreed upon. In short, Miao Yi had made up his mind to kill Song Fu as a warning to others no matter what.

Although Miao Yi was not sure about killing the remaining monks Wang Zifa and Zhu Tianbiao, two third-grade White Lotus cultivators, he had no problem trapping them with the help of Heitan's legs.

The remaining four second-grade White Lotus monks, Shan Biaoyi and Qiu Shaoqun, led by Yan Xiu, a third-grade White Lotus monk, were enough to deal with them.

Once they really get going, Yan Xiu and the others will immediately help Miao Yi deal with Wang Zifa and Zhu Tianbiao after defeating these four people. They are still very sure of winning.

The disciples of the Blue Jade Sect looked at Miao Yi who was standing on the steps in front of him with his spear drawn, and then looked back at Yan Xiu and the others who were staring at him eagerly. They were immediately caught in a dilemma.

In the battle at Floating Light Cave, everyone saw it as bystanders. Wang Zifa and Zhu Tianbiao might not be able to defeat Miao Yi if they team up. Once it drags on, the other four disciples of the second level of Bailian will face Yan Xiu, the Bailian. The third-grade monk led two people to attack, and the possibility of failure was high. They had no chance of winning this battle.

What's more, they didn't know that Song Fu's death was the result of the joint efforts of Yan Xiu and others. They were secretly shocked that Miao Yi could kill Song Fu so quickly, and they couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Miao Yi is here, who dares to fight me!" Miao Yi raised his spear and shouted again.

"You killed our Lanyumen disciples, and Lanyumen will ask you for an explanation." Wang Zifa said this, but he had put down his sword, not daring to make any rash moves. Others also slowly lowered their swords.

Seeing that the situation had been suppressed, Miao Yi snorted coldly: "I don't care about Lanyumen's affairs, I only care about Donglai Cave's affairs. If you are not happy staying in my Donglai Cave, just leave, I won't stop you. If you want to stay and listen to my orders, I will not treat you unfairly. From today on, all the Donglai Cave followers who obey my orders can receive three rice grains of pearls every year with the third-grade White Lotus cultivation, and two with the second-grade White Lotus. Don't even think about a single grain of rice if you don't listen to my orders. Get out of here as soon as possible!"

When these words came out, everyone was surprised and stunned, even Yan Xiu and the other two, because Miao Yi had not told them about this before.

Everyone quickly calculated in their minds that Donglai Cave governs nearly 120,000 believers, and they can harvest about 120 wish beads every year. Eighty percent of them are handed over, and twenty percent are kept, which is 24 beads. Now, there are three White Lotus Grade 3 cultivators, who will take nine beads, and six White Lotus Grade 2 cultivators will take twelve beads. Twenty-one of the 24 beads have already been taken. Could it be that the cave master has worked so hard to climb to this position, and is willing to only have three beads left for himself?