Miss Shen is Actually A Bigshot in Witchcraft

Mu Chen stood up. He could finally take a good look at the talisman on his body now.

After seeing that it was an ancient evil curse, he felt dismayed.

“Where’s Mu Xue? Did you see her?!” Mu Chen didn’t even have time to take off the talisman on his body before he started shouting. In an instant, he also felt dizzy because he had consumed too much essence energy and spat out blood.

The disciples were so frightened that they knelt down and coaxed him to sit down. “Let’s think of a way to remove the talisman first.”

Seeing their attitude, Mu Chen slammed the table angrily. “The back mountain is already in such a mess, so 1 can’t use sorcery for myself. Where’s Mu Xue?! You people really don’t know your priorities!”

The disciples were stunned and lowered their heads one after another. “We only know that she entered the barrier. Her exact location is southeast of the shop. The rest is her privacy. We don’t dare to…”

Mu Chen stood up and said to everyone, “Remember, she’s no longer a disciple of Langcang Mountain Sect. She’s a sinner!”

At this moment, everyone felt their feet become unstable. Then, a red flood rushed into the hut.

On closer look, it wasn’t a flash flood, but countless huge red leeches. They twisted together as they spat out wisps of black energy. “Long time no see! Delicious humans-”

As they spoke, a few of the slower disciples were swallowed into their stomachs.

Mu Chen hurriedly asked everyone to pick up their weapons to fight the mutated beasts, but he didn’t expect that the disciples of Langcang Mountain had long lost their ethics as cultivators after their idle days. They usually spent their energy on doing business. They slacked off on cultivating and memorizing talismans and scriptures. Now, at the critical moment, they didn’t even remember any talismans.

Mu Chen glanced at the panicked crowd with helplessness and guilt.

In a true crisis, one would always be able to recognize oneself. Perhaps he was really a good-for-nothing who couldn’t do anything well. In the past, and now, the position of Sect Master should not have gone to him.

Thinking of this, he felt helpless.

Everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with him. Mu Chen was immersed in his own pain.

A fat leech rushed out of the chaotic crowd and bit Mu Chen’s arm.

The intense pain pulled Mu Chen back to reality, and the screams of the panicked disciples around him become much clearer.

However, when he looked at the squirming leech, he suddenly saw the young disciple struggling in the leech’s stomach. He quickly waved his saber and cut the leech in half to save the child in its stomach. Then, he led everyone out.

Langcang Mountain was already a wasteland.

The talisman at the back of the mountain disappeared without a trace, and the suppressed thousand-year-old monster crushed the mountain flat.

In front of him, the shop and villa were all in ruins.

Behind him, the disciples of their sects were complaining that these monsters were unpredictable and that they were so tired that they wanted to rest.

Mu Chen felt his heart skip a beat. Would his old master also think that he was useless when he saw all this?

Mu Chen was silent for a while before telling the disciples behind him, “Go evacuate the people in town. I’ll deal with those monsters.”

Of course, Mu Chen knew that the first person he should deal with now was Mu Xue.

In front of the powerful Mu Xue, was Shen Chun still alright?