Chapter 312 - 285: In Peach Blossom Valley, and Already Lost Contact

Chapter 312: Chapter 285: In Peach Blossom Valley, and Already Lost Contact

’Could it be from that old man from the Abyss of Destiny?’

’Or did he buy it? Steal it?’

’It couldn’t have been just a random stick he picked up, right?’

Jiang Xu held the piece of dead wood.

In his perception, aside from his Seed of Cyan Wood feeling an attraction toward it, Jiang Xu couldn’t sense anything else special about the wood.

It had no Spiritual Qi at all. It looked just like an ordinary piece of dead wood from the ground, and it felt no different to the touch.

Even when he used the Spiritual Eye Technique to examine it, he couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary.

’If I can’t figure it out, I’ll just ignore it for now.’

Jiang Xu placed the dead wood back into his Storage Bag.

For now, he decided it was best to return to the Gladiatorial Arena first.

’I wonder if Sun Long has finished copying all the Magic.’

Because Jiang Xu had spent some time chasing the middle-aged cultivator earlier, when he returned to his courtyard, the Third Elder wore a grim expression. She thought he had fled in the face of danger.

She had intended to teach Jiang Xu a harsh lesson, but he made up a casual excuse and moved past the issue.

Afterward, Jiang Xu found Sun Long.

Sporting two large, dark circles under his eyes, his expression was vacant, his gaze lifeless, and his face was utterly blank as he handed stacks of paper to Jiang Xu.

Jiang Xu was stunned.

’What’s going on?’

’Even if Sun Long isn’t a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, a Qi Cultivation Cultivator shouldn’t end up like this after just one sleepless night, should he?’

But after a moment’s thought, Jiang Xu understood.

Copying these Magical Scriptures required the use of Spiritual Power.

It wasn’t like copying ordinary books, which could be done at will.

He had heard a disciple from the Scripture Pavilion mention this back when he was at the Profound Origin Sect.

He hadn’t paid it much mind back then, but seeing this now, it was clearly true.

’At this rate, it’ll probably take more than a day or two to finish copying these several hundred types of Magic.’

While he was reflecting on this, the group prepared to head to the Gladiatorial Arena.

But just then, the Third Elder suddenly vanished.

"Where’s the Elder?"

A Foundation Establishment Cultivator hurried over and spoke to Jiang Xu and Sun Long, who were still in the room.

"Wasn’t she just here?"

Seeing the man’s expression, Jiang Xu realized he couldn’t find the Third Elder.

But the Third Elder had just been scolding Jiang Xu a moment ago. How could she disappear in such a short time?

"This is bad!"

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator’s face was pale as he rushed off again.

"Come on, let’s follow him and see what’s happening!"

Hearing that the Elder was missing, the previously listless Sun Long forced himself to rally and urged Jiang Xu to leave the room with him.

"..."

Jiang Xu said nothing and went along to check it out.

He was also very curious about the Third Elder’s disappearance.

A short while later, all the contestants who were about to compete gathered.

However, compared to when they arrived, the Third Elder was missing from their group.

And so was Sun Zixuan.

"What? Zixuan’s missing too?"

Someone else added:

"To be precise, Zixuan disappeared first, and then the Third Elder went to look for her personally."

"This..."

Everyone looked at each other, at a loss for words.

Logically, before an event of such importance to the clan, the leading Elder was their backbone. There was no reason for her to vanish without a word just because one member went missing.

But who could blame her? The Third Elder was Sun Zixuan’s biological grandmother.

With a relationship like that, it was impossible for anyone not to worry.

Just as they were speaking, the Third Elder’s figure suddenly appeared among them at High Speed.

"Elder, you’re back!"

"What about Zixuan?"

The crowd asked anxiously.

The Third Elder’s expression was dark. She gently shook her head but said nothing.

Seeing this, everyone immediately understood.

’She didn’t find her!’

The Third Elder was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke:

"Sun Long!"

"Yes."

Hearing the Third Elder call his name, Sun Long quickly responded.

"Your Magic is powerful and your tracking skills are strong. You will come with me to find Zixuan!"

"Yes, Elder!" Sun Long quickly agreed.

"The rest of you, proceed with the gladiatorial matches against the Huang Clan as planned!" the Third Elder said coldly.

"Yes!" "Yes!" the others replied in unison.

But inwardly, they were groaning in misery.

The two people who were not participating were the strongest in their respective tiers.

With Sun Zixuan gone, it meant that in the Qi Cultivation Great Perfection tier, it would be two against three.

And with Sun Long also leaving, the Qi Cultivation Late Stage matches would also be two against three.

How were they supposed to win like that?

They might as well just surrender. At least they’d avoid a sound beating.

The Third Elder nodded. Just as she was about to leave, she stopped again, thought for a moment, and spoke:

"Sun Fan!"

"Here!"

Hearing the Third Elder call his alias, Jiang Xu stepped forward, cupped his fist, and answered.

"Your Magic seems quite good, doesn’t it? You come along too!"

"Huh?... Yes."

Jiang Xu was stunned. He hadn’t expected the Third Elder to call on him, but he had no choice and could only force himself to agree.

"Huh???"

Now, the only remaining Sun Clan member at the Qi Cultivation Late Stage was completely bewildered.

’What?’

’I’m the only one left?’

’You want me to fight one against three by myself?’

’I thought with Sun Long around, I was just here to make up the numbers!’

The others looked at the last remaining Qi Cultivation Late Stage Cultivator with pity. Then, they all grew nervous, each of them wondering how they could put on a performance that would make their inevitable loss seem less pathetic.

After the Third Elder left the Gladiatorial Arena with Jiang Xu and Sun Long, Jiang Xu studied her face.

It was terrifyingly dark, and the rage that filled her chest seemed to have reached its peak, ready to erupt at any moment.