007CCG Chapter 110 - 26: Arrival (First Update)
Su Jie alighted on the ground aboard the thousand-hand centipede, and on the scalding surface, there was actually a strand of black hair twisting about.
“Hmm, a relic.”
His eyes lit up immediately as Su Jie recognized the origin of this strand of black hair.
Like the White Bone Tree, it was a treasure that had burst forth from a coincidental opportunity after death.
The black hair twisted on the ground, resembling a tangled mess of lines, as well as a poisonous snake that was dead but not stiff.
Out of caution, Su Jie didn’t immediately pick it up; instead, he manipulated several pale corpse hands to grab it.
The strand of black hair kept writhing, winding itself around the corpse hands autonomously, but it had no aggression—merely encircling, not strangling.
Su Jie looked around. This wasn’t the place for experiments.
Once he confirmed there wasn’t too much danger, he stored the strand of black hair in the storage bag.
Then Su Jie began to clean up the battlefield, collecting everything that had burst forth from the three Heavenly Soul Sect disciples he had killed, including the clothes they were wearing and the bamboo hats they carried, which were clearly magic artifacts.
Also, the Jade Bottle and Treasure Umbrella that had been damaged by the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword could be sold for a good sum of money as materials, even in their broken state.
Beyond that were the various strange and curious items in Tan Qing’s storage bag. Upon opening it, the storage bag contained several zombies that had not yet been refined, stiff fingers, the teeth of some animal, moldy white funeral attire, makeup used on the dead stored in bottles, heart blood, and so on.
These materials were all brimming with a sinister aura and were mostly likely used to practice some Demon Technique.
Apart from these, there were as many as two thousand Blood Marrow Crystals and a hundred or so Primordial Spirit Pearls.
After hastily going through the items in the storage bag, Su Jie didn’t linger for long. He destroyed a few corpses and then rode away from the battlefield at high speed on the thousand-hand centipede, finding Chen Yun and the others, and carrying them all on the back of the centipede.
As for this White Mist Formation, it wasn’t particularly clever—the range and height of concealment were limited, and the thousand-hand centipede capable of flight couldn’t possibly get lost.
“Your poisonous insect can fly?”
Chen Yun sat on the broad back of the thousand-hand centipede, her long hair blowing about in the fierce wind, and looked at Su Jie with envy.
Such a centipede that could fight, withstand damage, and fly, was what many Ghost Ridge Palace disciples dreamt of!
“Impressive, right? In case we encounter an enemy too strong to defeat, having this means makes escape convenient.”
Su Jie stroked the head of the thousand-hand centipede, but as he was saying so, the centipede seemed to have discovered something and let out two cries.
Su Jie looked down and saw on the official road below, hundreds to thousands of overturned carriages, and corpses were everywhere.
“So many corpses.”
Chen Yun’s face paled slightly; there must have been thousands of bodies.
“They must be the noble families that left Nanyang City.”
Due to the luxurious carriages and the family crests, Su Jie recognized the identity of what was once a grand caravan.
The noble families that were the first to leave Nanyang City after the ghost incident.
However, it seems now that they hadn’t managed to escape the clutches of the Heavenly Soul Sect, and were trapped and killed in the wilderness.
No wonder Nanyang City was still under the firm control of the Heavenly Soul Sect; it was likely that the news hadn’t spread.
“There’s probably an Elder from the Secret Realm stationed in Nanyang City, and not just one. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been so easy to kill so many from the noble families.”
Su Jie stroked his chin, inwardly expressing relief.
The noble families had deep roots; the one capable of wiping them out here definitely involved an Elder from the Hidden Realm taking action.
Fortunately, Su Jie had left early; otherwise, if he had truly provoked an Elder from the Hidden Realm, even fleeing would have been difficult.@@novelbin@@
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“The Heavenly Soul Sect is acting so domineering.”
Chen Yun found it incomprehensible. Although she too was a Demon Cultivator, Ghost Ridge Palace had always been accustomed to lurking within the mountains, seldom venturing out, relying mostly on the Black Market to transport resources.
The battle at Golden Sand River only happened because Alien Ghosts caused the trade routes to be blocked and there was a shortage of human slaves, which was an unlikely reason to mobilize so many disciples to go out.
Yet the Heavenly Soul Sect conducted themselves with such arrogance, displaying behavior more befitting of a Demon Sect, which was prone to incur the wrath of the major Righteous Sects and potentially lead to their annihilation.
“Forget it, let’s not bother with this.”
Su Jie no longer paid attention. Those noble families abandoned Nanyang City and its citizens to escape at the first sign of trouble, so it wouldn’t be unjust if they died here.
The thousand-hand centipede flew high, disappearing into the clouds, and sped toward the Green Valley Plain.
Half a day after Su Jie left, a group of Heavenly Soul Sect disciples arrived at the scene.
Seeing the traces of battle on the ground, the group was seething with rage but unable to find the perpetrator. Su Jie had already flown far away on the thousand-hand centipede.
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“Hmm, where am I?”
When Dong Hongtian groggily regained consciousness, he found himself lying inside a carriage.
Aside from himself, there were two other familiar figures in the carriage.
“Brother Dong, you’re awake. You’ve been unconscious for two whole days, we were so worried about you,” said Gan Huren and Cui Bingyuan, who had woken up before him, their spirits lifted immensely.
“Is this Brother Xu who saved me?”
Dong Hongtian quickly realized that someone had obviously rescued him.
“That’s right, we were both saved by Brother Xu and Miss Chen,” said Gan Huren and Cui Bingyuan, nodding continuously, filled with gratitude.
“Haha, at that time on the battlefield, Brother Dong, you were unconscious just as the fog lifted, and I took the opportunity to drag you back while the enemy was distracted,” Su Jie explained as he entered the carriage.
“I owe you my life, a debt I’ll never forget. If there’s anything I can help you with in the future, please be sure to let me know,” said Dong Hongtian, disregarding his physical weakness as he quickly got up and gave a deep bow of respect to Su Jie.
Thinking back on how he had once misunderstood Su Jie and thought he had sold him out and run away, his face flushed with shame. What a selfless person Su Jie was!
“We, the people of Jianghu, need not be so coy and formal,” Su Jie shook his head and then pointed ahead of the carriage, saying, “Up ahead is the Green Valley Plain, Brother Dong, you’ve woken up just in time.”
An expanse of lush green plain stretched as far as the eye could see – that was Green Valley Plain.
Compared to when Su Jie left, the only difference was that there were now tents dotted across the plain.
Strong and formidable-looking martial artists, swords and knives in tow, had gathered here.
“Halt, who goes there?”
The appearance of Su Jie and his companions stirred many, and some martial artists called out with loud inquiries.
Stepping down from the carriage, Dong Hongtian replied.
“I am Wild Sword Dong Hongtian. Hearing of the grand assembly here united against demons, I’ve brought a group of friends to lend our assistance in this righteous endeavor,” said Dong Hongtian, whose name was not without its renown as his cultivation at the Third Level of Yunling Realm placed him among the first-class masters of the Martial Arts world, and many recognized him.
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