Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses - Chapter 418 - 416: Besiege Wei to Rescue Zhao
Chapter 418: Chapter 416: Besiege Wei to Rescue Zhao
A thousand miles away, Corpse-Driving Sect, Wendao Peak.
A banana leaves-shaped flying magical artifact suddenly rushed out from the cave abode.
It originally flew outward but suddenly paused in mid-air, changed direction, and quickly flew towards the peak.
Atop Wendao Peak, there stood a cave abode that was far ahead in both size and opulence.
The banana leaves arrived at the entrance of the cave abode, waited for more than ten breaths, and quickly entered the depths of the cave abode.
“Little junior brother, you have come again.” A deep and vast voice rang out.
“Senior brother, I’m going on a long journey and would like to borrow some treasures from you.” The speaker, short and chubby, with half-white hair but skin as delicate as a youth, was Elder Wang.
“What are you up to again? Last time you borrowed the Mirror of Truth, the Sect Leader reprimanded you several times.”
“This time I intend to resolve a long-standing grudge. You know, I have plenty of enemies.” Elder Wang’s eyes shifted, and he continued, “Last time a body cultivator almost doomed me.”
He looked ahead.
Darkness filled the area, with only a flickering shadow appearing and disappearing unpredictably, revealing that someone was practicing an extremely advanced secret technique.
Seeing that the other party was long reluctant to agree, Elder Wang continued: “Senior brother, after resolving this grudge, I’ll have put to rest a major concern.
Once I return, if you let me go east, I won’t go west. If you let me go west, I won’t go east!”
“Would you be willing to guard the Bi Luo Realm for me?”
“… I’m willing!” Hearing the other party’s condition, Elder Wang’s expression changed; he bit his lip but still agreed.
“What do you want?”
“I want one Daoist Soldier, and also…” Elder Wang stated his demands.
Darkness immediately fell silent, and Elder Wang waited in apprehension.
“Of my twelve Daoist Soldiers, losing one would greatly weaken their power. Remember to bring it back.” After an unknown length of time, the voice responded.
Upon hearing this, Elder Wang was immensely joyful: “Senior brother, don’t you trust my ability to handle things?”
He took over several items flying from the darkness and turned to leave in a hurry.
After a while, a haunting voice echoed again in the darkness: “Oh, little junior brother, little junior brother, this trip might be fraught with danger. I have already sensed a portent.
If it were not for Master’s sake, I wouldn’t have lent you the treasures. Yet whether you survive depends on your own fate…”
Elsewhere, several hundred miles from Corpse-Driving Sect.
Two streaks of black light swiftly traveled through the air and soon landed atop a mountain, revealing the appearances of the two individuals.
One was enveloped in a black robe, surrounded by a faint black mist, making their appearance impossible to discern.
The other wore a gray Daoist robe, looking sixty or seventy years old, with half-white hair and dense random black spots on his face, revolting to behold.
The black-spotted elder’s hand flashed with light, revealing a palm-sized blood-colored compass.
The center of the compass held a straight black hair, shining brightly, constantly rotating at a small angle within the compass like a pointer.
“The stuff that Diviner gave us supposedly determines the killer’s location, but is it accurate?” The black-robed person asked in puzzlement, “We’ve gone in circles around Zhao Kingdom, and still can’t find the main culprit. Could he be toying with us?”
“He isn’t that bored.” The black-spotted elder replied faintly, “Divination is inherently defying fate; if it were easy to predict, our Yellow Springs’ base would’ve long been discovered.
Soon, I have a feeling this time we’ll definitely find the culprit who killed the Thirteenth Sister.”
“Hey, hope so. I don’t want to keep running around aimlessly.” The black-robed person changed the topic, then asked, “By the way, what’s your take on the latest Holy Daughter in the sect?”
“The Holy Daughter is favored by that individual, supposedly born in response to tribulation, likely to lead Yellow Springs to greatness.
What can we do but assist loyally?”
“Heh, you’re not sincere…”
…
At this moment, a figure barely visible ran rapidly several miles away from Ping’an Village, suddenly stopping.
Clad in black short attire, ordinary in appearance, seemingly quite unremarkable.
It was Lou Yi, who had rushed over from Yi City upon receiving the message.
’Did Patriarch of Wang Family inform Elder Wang? He should arrive soon.’
’Corpse-Driving Sect is over two thousand miles from Ping’an Village, even if he’s now coming with a flying magical artifact, without pause, it’ll take about an hour to arrive.’
’If a fierce battle occurs in Ping’an Village, even if we win, the losses might be severe…’
’Also, my personal matters shouldn’t implicate Ping’an Village.’
Thinking of this, Lou Yi’s eyes narrowed slightly.
’Wang Hongyue, you act first, and I’ll respond.’
He immediately turned and transformed into an indistinct phantom, hurriedly heading another direction.
A hundred breaths later, Lou Yi arrived outside a strange city.
The gray, old city walls were forty or fifty feet high, with the powerful characters ’Pan City’ carved on the top black plaque.
Lou Yi advanced unhindered, heading straight to an ancient-style mansion in the city.
With green tiles and red walls, the plaque on the mansion bore no name.
Two middle-aged men with grim faces stood at the entrance, gripping swords, their physiques robust and their qi-blood formidable.
They scanned the surroundings warily, and upon seeing Lou Yi approach, scrutinized him with examining eyes.
“Who goes there?” one of the sword-wielding guards demanded.
“You’ve practiced martial arts for many years; your aura is close to perfection and you’re on the verge of breaking through to the highest realm of a Martial Artist,” Lou Yi replied, seemingly talking to himself rather than answering,
“Cultivation is not easy. I advise you to leave quickly, for soon this place will be a scene of calamity.”
“Courting death!”
“How dare you mock us!”
The two sword-wielding guards, in fury, drew their blades and slashed fiercely at Lou Yi!
“To kill over a disagreement is to seek your own doom.”
Lou Yi shook his head and continued walking inward unfazed.
’Bang!’
A burst of purple light appeared, followed by two screams.
Then, the mansion door explosively shattered, as if heavenly thunder struck down to earth.
Such commotion immediately alerted everyone inside the mansion.
“Who is it?”
“What happened?”
A group of men and women rushed towards the entrance.
Upon seeing a plain-looking man gazing around the courtyard and the chaotic scene at the gate,
they showed either anger or uncertainty, momentarily hesitant to act rashly.
“Who are you?” A short, plump, black-robed middle-aged man, who bore some resemblance to Patriarch Wang, stepped forward first, staring keenly at Lou Yi.
The aura he exuded clearly placed him in the late stage of Qi Cultivation, not far from its peak.
“My name is Cheng Chen.”
’Who is Cheng Chen?’ The Wang family members exchanged puzzled glances, having never heard of such a person.
They could not possibly know it was the name of a tree-felling villager from across the Longjiang River.
Lou Yi’s gaze swept over these people before him, an indistinct purple light flickering in his eyes.
The cultivation levels of everyone from the Wang family revealed themselves to him one by one.
’Two at Qi Cultivation Late Stage, five at Qi Cultivation Middle Stage, and seventeen or eighteen at Early Stage of Qi Cultivation. Most of the Wang family’s elites must be gathered here, right?’
“I’ve heard you all come from the Wang family of Xuancheng.”
The moment he said this, all the Wang family members’ faces changed, and they stared intensely at Lou Yi.
“How do you know we’re from the Wang family?” The short, plump, black-robed man’s eyes filled with a fierce light, spiritual power beginning to gather on his body, ready to be unleashed.
Other Wang family members subtly spread out, blocking all possible escape routes for Lou Yi.
As the saying goes, ’a cunning rabbit has three burrows.’
A branch of the Wang family relocated here for the continuation of the family bloodline and to prevent cruel retribution once Elder Wang’s lifespan expired.
Therefore, the matter was extremely secretive, and even most ordinary family members were unaware.
Now that Lou Yi had revealed it, potentially ruining the Wang family’s century-long plan, how could they not be anxious, how could they not harbor the intent to kill?
However, Lou Yi’s next words made them even more apprehensive, their hair standing on end.
“Because I am a friend of Wang Wenbai. He told me this before he died,” Lou Yi said with a smile, revealing a set of snow-white teeth that flashed with a chilling glow.
’Boom!’
An earth-shattering explosion followed within the Wang family’s mansion.
A thousand miles away.
A ray of gray light suddenly halted, revealing a Banana Leaves Flying Magical Artifact floating in mid-air.
“Did something happen in Pan City?” Elder Wang’s expression was uncertain, “This is the family’s fallback route, it must not be lost!”
Thinking of this, Elder Wang’s urgency increased.
He increased the output of spiritual essence, causing the speed of the Banana Leaves Flying Magical Artifact to rise sharply, then sped off in a certain direction like a swift wind!
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