Chapter 15 Making Mischief Together

Genres:Martial Arts and Xianxia Last update:25/03/24 17:43:12
        "Ladies and gentlemen, I need not hide from you that there are ten rare and precious herbs that have been hidden here for decades. Wushu practitioners who consume them can strengthen their meridians, and those in the field of magic and divination can also enhance their mental strength. These are truly exceptional treasures that come only once in a millennium. However, the price of this treasure comes with great danger. I am afraid that our Lingxiao Sect may have no chance to obtain it..."

    Outside a cave, a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect pointed into the cave and spoke quietly.

    Upon hearing this, those who had come with them were overjoyed, almost delirious. As soon as the words fell, several people rushed into the cave, but only a moment later, a series of piercing screams were suddenly heard from within.

    "What's inside? How did the sound suddenly disappear?"

    "I don't know. They died so quickly. We probably won't have a chance to get the spiritual herbs. Let's leave, shall we?"

    "Things that come at the cost of life are not worth it."

    ...

    At that moment, many people stepped back. The Lingxiao Sect disciple raised an eyebrow and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the more precious something is, the greater the danger it brings. How can you know whether you can obtain it if you don't go in and take a look?"

    "Alright, I don't think I have the ability to get it. Let's look for something else instead."

    The retreat of one person also prompted more and more people to hesitate, and several Lingxiao Sect disciples' expressions changed slightly as they exchanged glances. They suddenly altered their attitudes.

    "You turn down face but seek death. If you don't want to die inside, dying outside is the same."

    As soon as the words fell, all the Lingxiao Sect disciples' faces suddenly turned cold.

    Everyone was taken aback. Anyone who had come to this place was no fool. Upon noticing the change in expression of the Lingxiao Sect disciples, they immediately realized that something was amiss.

    "Scoundrels, is it your Lingxiao Sect that's scheming against us? Is it or isn't it?"

    "Even if it is, how can you resist? Either die obediently and become the nutrients of our bloodworms, or live a useless life in this lifetime."

    The disciples of Lingxiao Sect lifted their hands in response. Suddenly, the ground rolled and the earth burst open. The ground then collapsed, and everyone fell into a deep underground chamber hidden beneath the surface.

    A pair of blood-red eyes stared at them like those of beasts, then a series of piercing screams echoed throughout the underground chamber.

    "Hahaha, the consequences for those who don't listen are like this. Want to resist? You really don't know when to die."

    The disciples of Lingxiao Sect sneered coldly, but as soon as the words fell, a figure burst through the sealing within the underground chamber and returned to the surface.

    "What is this..."

    The crowd was taken aback and stared in amazement at the person who had emerged.

    "Hmph, as a fifth-grade martial artist named Li Dan, do you really think I'd be easily ensnared by your shady sorcerers? You're not actually disciples of Lingxiao Sect, or perhaps you're partners with them. I'm surprised Lingxiao Sect would be so generous. They must have been waiting for us here. However, you've made one mistake: I've always been concealing my cultivation level."

    Li Dan laughed heartily and struck out with a punch, unleashing a terrifying surge of spiritual energy like a storm. In moments, several disciples turned into piles of minced flesh, and their blood stained the ground red.

    The remaining few were terrified and ran around aimlessly.

    "Trying to escape? Can you really get away? Don't you realize that the hunter has become the hunted..."

    Li Dan laughed coldly, ready to deal with the remaining few, but as he was about to strike, he suddenly felt a piercing pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw that his chest had been pierced through.

    A blood-covered hand with its five fingers in a claw-like grip was firmly holding his still-beating heart.

    "This, it's impossible, impossible!"

    Li Dan cried out in terror.

    "Fifth grade? Rather impressive, isn't it? I am a fourth-grade cultivator."

    A familiar voice echoed, and Li Dan turned his head abruptly, only to see that it was Ling Changfeng in gray and white robes, staring coldly at him.

    "You... you said that fourth-grade cultivators couldn't enter..."

    "I said it, and you believed it. I'm just fooling around, you foolish person."

    Ling Changfeng laughed heartily and squeezed with his right hand, turning Li Dan's heart into a pool of blood in an instant.

    Ling Changfeng reluctantly pulled out his right hand, flicked the blood from his hand lightly, "The exit to the secret realm has been completely sealed by me. No one who comes to seize the treasure can get out. Now it's your turn to perform."

    As soon as the words fell, two men dressed in black, stooped and walked slowly from Ling Changfeng's back.

    The two men had pale faces, a sickly appearance, and they coughed lightly with every step and gasped for breath. Their looks suggested that they would not live much longer.

    "The Great Sorcerer ordered us to set this trap, in order to better nourish the bloodworms. Compared to ordinary people, cultivators' Qi and blood are more precious, and the bloodworms nurtured from them will be stronger."

    "This time, it will be our honor to assist the Ling Zong Master. Without you, the plan would not have been carried out so smoothly."

    The two men panted and said.

    Ling Changfeng smiled slightly and then bowed respectfully, "That's what they say. If it were not for the Great Sorcerer's guidance, there would be no today for me. Helping you all is only natural, and I hope the two messengers will remember to speak well of me before the Great Sorcerer."

    "Very well, if the plan goes smoothly, we will never forget your kindness."

    "You two can rest assured. No one has been able to escape from my grasp in this secret realm."

    Ling Changfeng's right hand, which was drenched in blood, tightly clenched into a fist, and his somber expression broke into a smug smile...

    At the same time, Chen Mo and his group had also killed the lizard beast.

    Sun Qian looked at the clothes that were burnt through and the body that was injured by the fire, and cried out in pain.

    He was a revered auxiliary, always standing at the rear of the battlefield, where had he ever been on the front lines?

    Today, he not only went there but was thrown into the lizard beast's mouth by Chen Mo like a piece of trash, almost losing half his life due to the fire.

    "Stop crying, are you a man?"

    Su Keke placed her hands on the injured spot of Sun Qian, quickly healing his wounds.

    "Is being a man related to this? I was thrown out like a piece of property, it's so dangerous and humiliating."

    Sun Qian was somewhat unwilling, swearing and complaining, occasionally sneaking a peek at Chen Mo without saying anything, but he dared not speak clearly. He was afraid that the guy would take revenge on him when the opportunity arose.

    "It's for your own good."

    Chen Mo sighed helplessly.

    Sun Qian immediately took offense at this remark, "I was almost burned to death. You call that being good for me?"

    "haven't you noticed any changes in your body?"

    Sun Qian looked confused, and shook his head after carefully feeling his body.

    Chen Mo's mouth twitched, and then he said, "Bring out the tools you use to make talismans. Recall the scene of being burned a moment ago, and draw a talisman according to your feelings."

    Sun Qian hesitated for a moment, though confused, he still did as Chen Mo instructed and started to draw a talisman. He had only been thinking of giving it a try, but surprisingly, he was actually able to draw one.

    However, the talisman looked very disorganized and was impossible to tell what was drawn on it.