Chapter 285: We Don’t Accept Talkative People

"Li Daqiang?"

In front of the Sea View Sect’s outpost in the Dragon Frost Swamp.

A disciple eyed the spiritual ore Song Jiulai had turned in with suspicion.

There wasn’t really anything wrong with it.

It was just that the quantity was exactly the minimum required.

There were only two pieces with Dragon Breath Spirit inside. It seemed Song Jiulai couldn’t bear to part with a single extra one.

Fortunately, with the appearance of Dragon Breath Spirits, the Sea View Sect relied heavily on their detection methods and didn’t suspect a thing about Song Jiulai’s meager offering of spiritual ore.

They just assumed that since she was new, she wasn’t very good at collecting Dragon Breath Spirits.

A smaller quantity wasn’t a problem.

After all, even those who had been here for over a month only managed to find five or six pieces of spiritual ore containing Dragon Breath Spirit. It was difficult to mine, so it made sense that it sold for a high price.

After inspecting it and finding no issues, the disciple nodded and said, "This month’s task is complete. Come back next month."

Song Jiulai’s acting was now second nature, and she could even muster a fawning expression. "Yes."

The disciple didn’t spare her another glance.

In the Dragon Frost Swamp, there were plenty of disciples like that.

Although the recent Demon Cultivator incident in Xuanwu City had caused some unrest, extra Cultivators had now been stationed in the wilderness, and there had been no news of trouble elsewhere.

Still, Song Jiulai saw many disciples from other Major Sects arriving in Xuanwu City.

The chances of running into other Cultivators on the road were much higher than before.

The upside was that it was much safer now.

Aside from the unscrupulous and blind ones like those from the Supreme Mysterious Sect, disciples from Major Sects were conscious of their status and would deal with troublemakers they happened to encounter.

This allowed Song Jiulai to settle down and feel a sense of security.

Lü Rufeng’s death had been inopportune. Right after she killed him, the whole affair with the Demon Cultivators had started, and now the matter of his death had been overshadowed.

Besides the Supreme Mysterious Sect, probably no one would truly care about an unknown Sect Disciple named Song Abao.

Song Jiulai looked at her map as she walked.

She decided to move to a place with more spirit materials.

’Time to start practicing the Moonlight Sword Technique!’

Soon, Song Jiulai would find out just how powerful these Ancient Skills truly were.

-

"Hmph. It seems you value your pathetic life after all."

Near First Mountain, Jiang Lianhan turned his head to see Zhang Xiwen, a disciple from the Fierce Eagle Sect, who had appeared out of nowhere.

A look of terror appeared on Jiang Lianhan’s face at just the right moment. "I... I... Didn’t you say you’d make me suffer if I didn’t come?"

Zhang Xiwen narrowed his eyes, sizing up Jiang Lianhan. "Cut the crap. Whether you get to live depends on whether your information is valuable!"

A month ago, Jiang Lianhan had run into this Fierce Eagle Sect disciple, Zhang Xiwen, in the wilderness.

The man had nearly killed him.

The only reason he was spared was on the condition that he act as a mole within the Feique Sect.

Lacking any integrity or psychological hang-ups, Jiang Lianhan had agreed immediately.

Although everyone in the Longevity Sect knew about this.

This time, Jiang Lianhan had of course brought some information with him.

"I’m just an ordinary disciple, I have no way of accessing the Feique Sect’s inner circle—" Before Jiang Lianhan could finish, a powerful force seized him by the neck.

His entire body was lifted off the ground.

While inwardly cursing a storm, Jiang Lianhan’s face was a mask of pure terror. "I... I only managed to overhear a Feique Sect disciple mention that this time, Jingque True Man won’t be back for at least another ten years."

Zhang Xiwen paused.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly sensed an aura of being watched.

His expression instantly hardened. "Who’s there?"

He glanced around, but the surrounding woods were quiet, with no sign of movement.

But Zhang Xiwen had a clear feeling that someone was spying on him from nearby.

Considering that the closest sects to First Mountain were the Taohua Sect and the Feique Sect, and that what Zhang Xiwen was doing couldn’t exactly be brought into the light...

He hesitated for a split second, but his feet didn’t waver.

In the blink of an eye, he vanished from before Jiang Lianhan.

Only his words lingered in the air: "If you can’t find any valuable information in a month, I’ll kill you."

Jiang Lianhan: "..."

’You son of a bitch!’

’Still, he was a little curious. What did Zhang Xiwen sense just now?’

Although Jiang Lianhan had wanted to incite the other players to kill Zhang Xiwen and eliminate the threat for good, he had to be cautious. The bastard was from the Fierce Eagle Sect. If Zhang Xiwen had some contingency in place, killing him could immediately reveal that the perpetrators were from the Feique Sect.

After all, the players’ faces were their real ones.

Fearing it would bring more trouble, the players decided to spare Zhang Xiwen’s life for the time being.

They just had Jiang Lianhan feed him some harmless, fake information.

Jiang Lianhan rubbed his neck. ’Good thing I’m a puppet. I didn’t feel a thing.’

’But being choked is definitely not pleasant.’

Players were proud at heart. Being able to yield when necessary also meant they were extremely vengeful.

’I can’t deal with you now, but just you wait!’

Just as Jiang Lianhan was about to leave, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

The System’s voice was even colder. "Why don’t you take a look a few dozen meters to your side."

Jiang Lianhan felt his whole body stiffen. "...Can I not look?"

System: "I’m afraid that’s not an option."

Slowly, very slowly, Jiang Lianhan turned his head to look.

The result was somewhat unexpected.

It wasn’t some thing.

It was a person wearing a black, hooded robe.

They were standing a few dozen meters behind and to the side of Jiang Lianhan.

Apparently, the appearance of this person was what had scared Zhang Xiwen away.

From the aura they exuded, Jiang Lianhan could tell that this person was also a disciple at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Jiang Lianhan immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, it’s a person!"

System: "...What did you think it was?"

Jiang Lianhan: "From your tone just now, I thought I’d run into a ghost!"

System: "..."

Since it was a person, there was nothing to be afraid of. Jiang Lianhan looked at them. Thinking about what had just happened, he figured their aura must have been what scared off Zhang Xiwen, which meant they had saved him, at least.

Jiang Lianhan quickly and respectfully called out, "Thank you for saving my life."

"Saving your life?" To his surprise, the person spoke. It was a female cultivator with a hoarse voice. "I was just passing by."

Clearly, she wouldn’t admit to having saved Jiang Lianhan.

But that was fine. Jiang Lianhan had his own take on it. "Yes, you were just passing by, but you did indeed save my worthless life."

The female cultivator was silent for two seconds before speaking. "He wasn’t planning to kill you."

Jiang Lianhan: "He was planning to kill me next month."

The female cultivator: "..."

The conversation had a strange air to it.

Then, the female cultivator asked, "Which way to the Feique Sect?"

Jiang Lianhan’s eyes lit up. "Oh, you’re going to the Feique Sect! I happen to be a Feique Sect disciple. I can take you there! I am Jiang Lianhan of the Feique Sect. May I ask your name?"

"I’m from the Netherworld Sect."

She gave her Sect, but not her name.

Jiang Lianhan was surprised yet again.

’Isn’t the Netherworld Sect that border Sect farthest from our Feique Sect?’

’What a coincidence. The Sect has been eyeing the Netherworld Sect’s ore veins recently, and now someone from there shows up.’

Jiang Lianhan became even more enthusiastic. "So you’re a friend from the Netherworld Sect! I’ve long admired the Netherworld Sect. In fact, I originally wanted to join..."

Before he could finish, the female cultivator cut him off brutally. "We don’t accept chatterboxes."

Jiang Lianhan: ?

’Come again?’