PDLP Chapter 101 Settling the Karma
Chapter 101 Settling the Karma
"Who are you?"
The official at the north gate was startled, choked on the grape in his mouth, and coughed violently.
The maid beside her was panicked and had no idea what to do.
Lu Qingyun smiled.
"Lord North Gatekeeper, you certainly have a short memory. I'm just giving you a friendly reminder: do you still remember Daoist Yun Xuan?"
"Daoist Yunxuan? It's you!"
The official at the north gate was stunned, completely unable to connect the Lu Qingyun before him with the unremarkable Taoist priest who had entered the gate.
"My lord, spare my life! I am willing to serve the Demonic Sect and beg for your mercy!"
The official at the north gate knelt down almost without hesitation, banging his head heavily on the ground as he pleaded.
He didn't even entertain the thought of resistance.
Lu Qingyun's magical power had shielded his surroundings. As a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining, he controlled a city gate in Yunxia City, making him a figure of great power and influence.
It should be noted that even when facing a Qi Refining Level 9 expert, the North Gate official was confident that he could put up some resistance.
But now, even this barrier cannot be broken through.
this means,
Lu Qingyun's strength even far surpasses the ninth level of Qi Refining, having already reached the half-step Foundation Establishment stage.
How could someone at the half-step Foundation Establishment stage infiltrate this Cloud City? What is he planning to do?
The North Gate official dared not imagine that for a mere eighth-level Qi Refining cultivator like himself, even the slightest scheme by these powerful figures could potentially kill him.
Now that they have offended Daoist Yunxuan, their only chance of survival is to prostrate themselves and surrender immediately.
The gatekeeper of the north city trembled as he awaited Lu Qingyun's verdict.
However, the next moment!
Lu Qingyun gave a cold laugh.
"Why didn't you do this sooner?"
The words fell.
Lu Qingyun pointed a finger, and a bloody hole immediately appeared on the head of the North Gate official, who collapsed to the ground.
If it were a cultivator with lower cultivation level, they would probably have been tricked and killed by this monastery.
The official at the north gate was filled with disbelief, completely unable to understand why Lu Qingyun would kill him.
He was clearly about to surrender, clearly willing to side with the Demonic Sect, so why didn't Lu Qingyun even give him a chance to live?
Even at the risk of being discovered by the Great Yun Kingdom, we must kill him.
"Doubtful? Actually, there's nothing to doubt."
Lu Qingyun looked at his unseeing eyes and snorted coldly.
"Accepting someone as insignificant as you, a mere eighth-level Qi Refining ant, is of no value to me. On the contrary, it settles the karmic debt between us, which is far more satisfying!"
A dark cyan magical power was unleashed.
The maid tried to escape.
However, tender green shoots sprouted from the bodies of all the cultivators in the North Gate government office.
Supernatural power, [Wan Mu Sheng],
"What is this?"
Why do I feel like my life is slipping away?!
"Lord North Gate Officer, save me!"
The cultivators cried out in unison, feeling the tender buds on their bodies constantly drawing away their life force, filled with utter despair.
Unfortunately, their struggles were futile.
The official at the north gate had already died before them.
Lu Qingyun showed no mercy to these people.
Only by killing them can I erase the traces of my existence.
Moreover, these people, as subordinates of the North Gate official, were all guilty of heinous crimes.
Don't be fooled by their obedient demeanor in front of the North Gate official; they are pitiful and powerless in the face of death.
Even the maids among them were arrogant and domineering towards others.
After all the cultivators perished and the entire North Gate Tower became a dead zone, Lu Qingyun gathered their corpses, set fire to the tower, and set it ablaze.
Then he turned and left, without taking a single cloud with him.