Chapter 2233 - 1934: People from the Sacred Land (2)

Chapter 2233: Chapter 1934: People from the Sacred Land (2)

"What flower? Making it all mysterious and secretive," Li Huanxin muttered.

Maisy Lin looked curious and asked Wang Ling, "Did Song Yun come here just to pick a flower?"

Wang Ling thought for a moment and replied, "He seems to have come specifically for that flower."

Hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but feel a bit curious about the flower.

The area ahead became more open and spacious.

Suddenly, a voice came from the front.

"What kind of flower is this? I’ve never seen it before; it looks rather strange."

"Look at these petals, they resemble a human heart, and there are nine of them in total."

"Deacon Yang told us to search for something other than Nephrite Jade, and this flower seems unique. We might as well pick it and take it back."

"Be careful not to damage it, dig it out with the roots, maybe we can keep it alive."

"You guys, dig up the flower with the soil and take it away!"

Hearing the voices, Song Yun couldn’t help but frown.

He came for the Nine-Orifice Purple Luo Flower, and now others were eying it too, which he definitely wasn’t happy about.

He turned the corner and quickly walked over.

In the open area ahead, there were seven people, five of them wearing camouflage uniforms and holding tools like pickaxes, heading towards the Nine-Orifice Purple Luo Flower.

The other two wore grey long robes, their faces pale and skinny with a grim and ominous aura, watching on the side.

To Song Yun’s surprise, these two individuals were at the early sss level.

He suddenly realized that the deaths of those guarding the mine were more complicated than he had imagined.

"Who are you!?"

The two men in grey robes were very alert, immediately noticing the approaching Song Yun and turned their sharp gaze towards him.

Their eyes were fierce, filled with murderous intent, with faint black qi swirling between the brows, presenting a sinister and eerie look.

"People from Taoyuan?"

Song Yun pondered silently, the two in front of him were not old, yet they were at the early sss level, there were no such figures in the Hermit Realm.

Then these two, most likely, were people from Taoyuan.

Of course, maybe they weren’t from Taoyuan, because He Sui had mentioned, besides Taoyuan, there were two other spiritual lands in Huaxia similar to Taoyuan.

Perhaps these two men came from the other two spiritual lands.

"I thought it was someone important, turns out it’s just a clueless kid."

"With just the power of Inner Strength, you’re truly a piece of trash."

The two robed men eyed Song Yun and, putting away their vigilance, wore expressions full of disdain.

One of the horse-faced men beckoned to Song Yun, saying, "Kid, come over here, I have a few questions."

Song Yun asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Seeing he didn’t move, the horse-faced man and another freckled-face man exchanged glances and smiled. The freckled man said, "Kid, we are from the Sky Demon Sect, someone like you couldn’t possibly have heard of us."

Song Yun’s expression remained calm as he pointed to the Nine-Orifice Purple Luo Flower and said, "That flower is mine, move aside if you don’t want to die!"

"Ha, what an arrogant kid you are. Seems like you haven’t been taught a lesson before."

The horse-faced man wasn’t angry at all, wearing an amused smile, eyes teasing, as if watching a plaything.

At this moment, Wang Ling, Qingxu, Qing Nian, and the others also arrived.

Seeing so many people suddenly appear in the mine, they all looked surprised, then warily at the other group.

Wang Ling frowned slightly and stepped forward to ask, "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

The freckled man’s eyes roamed over Song Yun and the others, licking his lips, he sinisterly said, "So many people have come, looks like tonight’s blood ritual has found its candidates."

The horse-faced man let out an eerie laugh, saying, "We are short of hands below, these guys can be used as labor. But the women, they are perfect for tonight’s blood ritual."

The two talked openly, as if everything was under their control.

"Damn it," Morris cursed, raising his crossbow, pulling the trigger, a black arrow shot towards the horse-faced man.

His shot was very precise, the arrow aiming for the horse-faced man’s chest.

In Morris’s view, the horse-faced man was done for.

Suddenly, the horse-faced man raised his hand and flicked his finger, clang, the metal arrow was deflected and flew out, faster than before, embedding itself into the nearby rock layer.

"Ah! How is this possible!?"

Morris and the others’ expressions instantly changed, unable to believe the scene before their eyes.

To flick away a crossbow arrow with just a finger, to them, this was something that only appeared on TV.

Witnessing it personally, they couldn’t help but feel fear in their hearts.

Qingxu and Qing Nian’s faces changed, and Qing Nian whispered to everyone: "Everyone, retreat immediately. These two people are not ordinary."

At the same time, Qingxu stepped forward, protecting everyone behind him.

The group looked at them suspiciously; these two Feng Shui Daoists might really fight?

"I am Qingxu, an elder of Qingcheng Mountain. May I ask your esteemed names?"

Qingxu cupped his fists towards the Horse-faced and Freckled men, his tone carrying a hint of respect.

"Qingcheng Mountain?" The Horse-faced man looked puzzled, then suddenly realized: "Oh, I remember, it’s a sect in Sichuan, with some strength in the outside world."

The Freckled man replied disdainfully: "What kind of strength are they supposed to have? This old man is an elder, yet only at mid-ss-level, far too weak."

The Horse-faced man nodded deeply in agreement: "People from the outside world can’t be compared to us naturally."

Their words left Qingxu and the others bewildered.

Not only the others, but even Qingxu and Qing Nian didn’t understand what the ’outside world’ they referred to meant.

Qingxu’s expression shifted unpredictably, but he didn’t get angry because he couldn’t see through the realm of the two men before him, just knowing they were far stronger than himself.

He paused and cupped his fists towards the Horse-faced and Freckled men: "Gentlemen, we didn’t know you were here, any disturbance, please forgive us. We’ll leave right away, sorry."

After speaking, Qingxu turned around, giving a look, signaling everyone to leave immediately.

The Horse-faced man shouted coldly: "Want to leave? Did we agree?"

Qingxu furrowed his brows and turned back: "May I know, gentlemen, what do you have to advise?"

The Freckled man replied impatiently: "Didn’t we just say, blood sacrifice the females, and keep the males as labor? Can’t you understand?"

Qing Nian couldn’t match Qingxu in composure, showing a look of anger and said sternly: "Gentlemen, we have already conceded, yet you push forward aggressively, isn’t it too much!"

The Freckled man sneered disdainfully at Qing Nian and said: "Heh, old man, even if it’s too much, so what?"

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a startled cry came from behind the Freckled and Horse-faced men, breaking the cold atmosphere and drawing everyone’s gaze over.

At some unknown time, Song Yun appeared there, frightening five laborers holding iron picks so much that they scattered around hurriedly.

"He... how did he get there?"

Wang Ling, Li Huanxin, and others looked left and right at Song Yun, their minds couldn’t wrap around how Song Yun suddenly changed positions.

"This kid..."

Both Freckled and Horse-faced men furrowed their brows, showing surprise in their eyes that they, at early sss-level, didn’t notice this Inner Strength kid appearing behind them; how was this possible?

Song Yun ignored the glances from others, his eyes only on the Nine-Orifice Purple Luo Flower.

He walked over directly and uprooted the Nine-Orifice Purple Luo Flower.

This is a spirit grass, it can survive a long time even after leaving the soil, definitely up to a month.

Shaking off the soil from the roots and stems of the Nine-Orifice Purple Luo Flower, Song Yun placed the flower into a pre-prepared culture dish and then put it away.

"Kid, put the flower down, it’s ours!"

The Freckled man snapped back to reality, seeing Song Yun calmly taking the flower away, felt his dignity was challenged, and angrily shouted, moving towards Song Yun to attack.

"Ah! Song Yun, be careful, he’s sss-level!"

Qingxu and Qing Nian saw the Freckled man make a move, both exclaimed in alarm, suddenly rushing towards Song Yun to rescue.

Despite their realm being lower than Freckled and Horse-faced men, they didn’t feel fear.

Once they moved, their speed was like the wind, instantly shocking Wang Ling, Li Huanxin, Maisy Lin, Morris, and Oro into stunned silence.

They didn’t expect the strength of these two Daoists to be so powerful.

However, no matter how fast Qingxu and Qing Nian were, they couldn’t catch up with the Freckled man.

In an instant, Freckled was already behind Song Yun, punching towards him.

"Not good!"

Qingxu and Qing Nian furrowed their brows tightly, secretly thinking this is bad.