Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

Misty clouds drifted along the mountainside, embellishing this lush and verdant mountain peak like the immortal mountains that mortals spoke of.    

On the mountain path, a figure wearing a moon-white daoist robe welcomed the morning dew, currently climbing up this precipitous mountain step by step, as if he was a dao seeker who entered the mountain to seek immortality.    

Of course, he wasn't a mortal who came to search for true immortals. Although the female cultivators of the Blue Mountain Seagull Sect had indeed been called fairies by many mortals because of their appearance, but for someone like him who had known the Seagull Sect for many years, those few women...    

Ah.    

The monkeys of the Hua Tian Ling Ridge were more intelligent than these idiots.    

A while ago, he received a message from the Blue Bird, the current Master of the Seagull Sect. It said that there were some things that he wanted to ask and asked him to come over. He didn't know what was going on with this woman who once vowed to never get along with him. But even if he didn't want to talk to this old friend who had a problem with his brain, for the sake of this woman's late Eldest Senior Sister, he still had to make a trip.    

After all, that woman had said before she died that she wanted him to take care of that insensible Junior Sister of hers.    

Insensible... She had already cultivated to the Golden Core Realm, yet she was still insensible?    

He used a Tao technique to clean up the water vapor on his body and continued to climb up the mountain path.    

After all, there were only a few women left in the Seagull Sect. Although flying on a sword was convenient, it was still somewhat disrespectful. He didn't want to be caught by the current Master of the Seagull Sect and extorted. After knowing her for so many years, he knew this woman very well. What was this?    

Looking at the towering rock wall in front of him, he was dumbfounded.    

When did the Seagull Sect become like this? Did I take the wrong path...    

No, I didn't take the wrong path. This was indeed the current station of Seagull Sect.    

What exactly was this...    

With a trace of doubt, he walked into the valley.    

That woman wouldn't want to plot against me right...    

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In the stone room of the ring-shaped fortress.    

The Six Legged Beast, which was covered in carapace, carefully sized up the man in the moon-white Daoist robe in front of him.    

This human... was very interesting.    

This was the second time Du Kang met a human who had no fear of his appearance. He remembered that the last human who had a calm expression while facing his prawn human incarnation was Yuri. As for the female humans who had turned into female ghosts... Ha.    

"Perfected Zi Yue?"    

Du Kang raised his left claw and gestured.    

"Please take a seat."    

"Hmm? Oh."    

The man who was called Reverend Zi Yue returned to his senses and cupped his hands towards Du Kang.    

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."    

He looked at Reverend Ziyue, who was sitting on the stone chair he had just cut out. Du Kang nodded his head in a barely noticeable manner.    

This Ziyue Zhenren seemed to be much more reliable than those female humans. Putting other things aside, just the words "fellow Daoist" made him very happy.    

Fellow Daoist ah... In other words, this Daoist Ziyue had admitted his identity as a cultivator. Those female ghosts shouted "King King" every day, causing Du Kang to think that he had become a bandit who had occupied a mountain. Although it was true that he had occupied a mountain, he didn't go around robbing others.    

It seemed that he could finally start cultivating.    

"Fellow Daoist Ziyue." Du Kang also changed the way he addressed him, "Since you have come, you must already know my doubts..."    

The man who was called Reverend Ziyue had a calm expression on his face, but his heart was in turmoil.    

What the hell is this shrimp head ferocious beast? It looks like this head is a Demon King! I've never heard of a shrimp head among the five Demon Kings in this world! Why haven't I seen any of those women from the Seagull Sect? Could it be that they are trying to trick me to death? Isn't it just because I have a dao companion with your senior sister? Is there a need to have such a huge grudge?    

... "If Fellow Daoist Ziyue is willing to guide me on the path of cultivation, I will be eternally grateful."    

Du Kang, who did not notice Ziyue's unusual behavior, took out a large box from his back and opened it in front of Ziyue Zhenren.    

"This is a small token of my appreciation. It's just some small things. Please don't mind it, ziyue Daoist."    

Looking at the several long swords and a pile of jade slips in the box, ziyue Zhenren couldn't help but widen his eyes.    

Dismantling Mountain Technique... Sea Splitting Technique... even the Multi-Treasure Heavenly Book has it? Isn't this thing long lost? And that long sword... although the style is strange, its quality is also comparable to a high-grade flying sword. Just this box of things... It wouldn't be a problem at all. Putting it in his hands just like that... Wait a minute? The Seagull Sect's' Feather Transformation Heart Sutra '?    

Daoist Ziyue looked at the Shrimp-head giant beast in front of him in disbelief.    

Du Kang was also a little surprised when he sensed Reverend Zi Yue's unusual movement.    

He had only tidied up some jade slips. These jade slips were no different from bricks if he kept them. Those few swords were also made for Johnson. They weren't anything too valuable. But looking at Ziyue Zhenren's reaction... these things are not cheap?    

"That..." Ziyue Zhenren pondered for a moment, "I don't know how to address you, friend."    

"Just call me Kang Du."    

Du Kang did not hesitate to give a fake name.    

"Fellow Kang Du." Daoist Ziyue nodded, "I have a presumptuous request. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Kangdu can do me a favor."    

"Fellow Daoist, please speak." Du Kang waved his arms and legs. "If it wasn't something that was too difficult, I would still be able to do my best."    

"The current Master of Seagull Sect and I are old, we haven't seen each other for a long time..."    

Ziyue Zhenren's hand silently pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist.    

"I wonder if fellow Daoist Kang Du knows where the current Master of Seagull Sect is?"    

"Hmm? Master?"    

Ignoring Reverend Zi Yue's hand that was pressing down on the sword, Du Kang pondered for a moment.    

"Fellow Daoist, let's go to the square and find it. I don't know which one is the Master."    

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In the center square of the ring-shaped valley.    

Under the enormous Guan Gong statue, seven heavily armored figures were struggling to wave the long sabers in their hands.    

Feeling the weight of the saber in her hand, master elder martial sister, who had already condensed her body, was sweating profusely.    

She really wanted to throw away the blade in her hand just like that, but she could not forget the chaotic roar of the shrimp head demon king when he taught her this combat technique.    

"This combat technique wasn't mine to begin with. But since you call yourselves Seagull Sect, then this combat technique will be called Seagull Flowing Zhanmadao from now on. Every day, swing five thousand sabers. First, practice the style. After half a month, practice chopping in the training ground. "    

There must not be any mistakes in the movements. Unstandard movements meant that my attacks were weak.    

She swung the long saber in her hand, one by one.    

"Fighting is not child's play! Since you have chosen to use fighting to solve the problem, your only goal is to kill the enemy! By unscrupulous means, kill the enemy! If you don't kill the enemy, the enemy will kill you!"    

Fighting is not child's play...    

She swung the long saber in her hand with all her might, as if she was facing the enemy.    

"Cut off the enemy's arm! Make them lose the ability to attack! Chop off the enemy's legs! Making them lose the ability to move! Cut off the enemy's muscles! Cut off the enemy's tendons! The enemy's weakness is your guarantee of victory!"    

The long saber swept across like moonlight.    

As master elder martial sister, she faced the enemies she imagined in front of her and continuously attacked.    

Attack... Attack...    

A face that she hated suddenly appeared in front of her.    

Enemy... Attack...    

The large blade slashed down.    

"Hey hey hey! It's me!"    

The man in the moon-white Daoist robe hurriedly raised his sword to block the saber's edge.    

"It's me!"    

"It's... you?"    

Seeing that familiar and hateful face, master elder martial sister loosened her grip on the long saber.    

"Brother Ziyue?"    

Her vision darkened.