novelraw Chapter 125
Chapter 125
“Why is there only this much?”
The seemingly easy-going Wang Wu flew into a rage the instant he received the results of more than a year’s effort.
“You two wastes, just a few spirit herbs? If not for this four-jin chunk of spirit iron, it would not even be worth three hundred spirit stones. Do you think I am raising you for fun?”
The two youths lowered their heads, trembling, not daring to offer any explanation.
The scolding carried far, so far that Wang Yu, who had just entered the Wang Manor, could hear it clearly. The accumulated pressure of Wang Wu’s authority was evident.
Drawing closer, Wang Yu stopped beneath the window lattice. He activated the Taiyin Nether Eye, gazing through the wall. In his eyes, the soul-fire belonging to Wang Wu was clearly burning.
Within his body, the mostly-formed Demonic Embryo Mysterious Origin Curse stirred, radiating a desire to devour, like an instinctual guidance.
As expected, demonic secret arts were strange and profound. But now was not yet the time to devour Wang Wu. He forcefully suppressed the feeling.
His gaze swept around, especially toward the guest rooms of the Wang Manor.
After inspecting one by one and finding no trace of other cultivators, his heart settled.This was the chance.
A loud crash erupted.
The unguarded Wang Wu, who was about to personally discipline his two useless juniors, suddenly saw the wall of the house explode apart.
A figure in armor shrouded with sinister black smoke charged in, those deep and tranquil eyes locked firmly on him.
Wang Wu froze, unable to understand the situation.
“You… who are you?”
The next moment, a strong and vigorous arm seized his throat. Feeling the icy chill through his neck, panic set in.
“This… this Dao-friend—”
“Heh.
Wang Wu, you really are a disappointment.”
Wang Yu’s deep, hoarse voice carried cold disdain.
If this were in the demonic path, at the very least Wang Wu should have already summoned a magic tool. Instead, his response was like a lamb awaiting slaughter.
No resistance. Only weak, childish words.
Of course, it made sense. Wang Wu’s life had been completely different.
Born into wealth, spoiled since childhood, arrogant and cruel, bullying men and women alike. When the day of spiritual root testing revealed his results, the superiority of an “upper-class person” solidified in him. In the following years, he even committed patricide, fratricide, selling his sister, slaughtering his clan.
At first glance, his appearance already suggested he was a demonic cultivator.
Yet because of past “peaceful” dealings, he had no real combat experience. He even thought this clearly hostile demonic cultivator was a fellow traveler, trying to talk his way out.
Ridiculous. Childish.
Was such a person even worthy of being an enemy?
Anger surged in Wang Yu’s chest. He lifted Wang Wu and slammed him into the ground.
Stone fragments scattered. Wang Wu felt dizzy. Then a fierce palm strike wrapped in black armor smacked into his face.
Darkness swallowed him. He had no idea what had happened before he completely lost consciousness.
Wang Yu turned his gaze to the two kneeling Wang juniors, sighing inwardly. What a pity.
If not for being force-raised beyond their limits, they might at least have stepped onto the path of cultivation. Reaching mid-Qi Refining in this lifetime would not have been difficult.
But it was ruined.
“Senior…”
The two third-generation youths swallowed hard, sensing their doom, and tried to plead.
Wang Yu shook his head.
“You have gone astray. This cultivation was never yours to begin with. After the age of sixteen, consider cultivation again.”
With that, he formed a sword with his fingers. Spiritual power gathered at the tips and precisely struck their dantians.
His icy cold force entered their bodies, abolishing their weak first-layer Qi Refining cultivation.
As for their lives, Wang Yu did not kill them, but he did extract their memories.
This night raid was aimed at Wang Wu.
It required speed, and it was to settle an old grudge. It had nothing to do with others. Having achieved his goal, there was no need to spill more blood.
It ended here.
As for the Wang Clan, Wang Yu’s mother died in childbirth, his father passed away on the sickbed, and they no longer had much to do with him. Toward the uncles of the family he had never felt much affection.
In the future he might visit Qianqiu City to see his aunt. But that would be all.
“The world says mortal ties are hard to sever, so why are my ties so fragile...”
The lonely night.
Only the howling northern wind lingered, circling endlessly. Beneath the moonlight Wang Yu carried a black shadow on his shoulder, racing swiftly toward the direction he had planned long ago.
This journey, no return and no regret.
…
…
At the same time.
Several thousand li away from Stone Lake City there was a mountain city known as Dingshan City. It was built upon a second-rank high-grade spiritual vein, with the entire mountain sitting right at the center of the vein.
Dingshan City was territory of the Heavenly Void Sword Sect.
At this moment a woman dressed in a white gauze skirt, carrying a moon-white longsword on her back, sat cross-legged in a pavilion on the mountainside.
A white hawk flew from afar, landing before her of its own accord. Its yellow talons clutched seven or eight jade slips strung together.
They contained the latest intelligence centered on Dingshan City, extending to thirty-six nearby cities. This was one of the information systems upon which the Sword Sect relied.
To go forth and eliminate demons in defense of the Dao, how could there be no intelligence.
As she read the jade slips with her divine sense, the more she read, the deeper her brows furrowed. Anger began to gather naturally, ready to erupt.
“Heishan Pass, Black Mountain Demonic Domain... suspected of collusion with the demonic path, selling Spirit Slaves... smuggling contraband”
“Stone Lake City, Qianqiu City, Lingxi City... Yangquan City...”
There were many, but this was still not the most troublesome part.
When she saw a certain word in the jade slip, her pupils contracted sharply. Without another word she used the secret communication method taught by the Hall of Righteous Qi to transmit the message to the nearest elder of the sect.
“Desire...”
A clear breeze swept by. Looking again at the pavilion by the cliff, it was already empty. Only a moon-white sword light streaked across the distant horizon.
Judging by her direction, she was heading straight toward Stone Lake City.
This place should not have been the center of the storm. Yet Wang Yu’s unexpected intrusion and the battle it triggered three months ago had caused far too great a disturbance.
Especially that time within the city.
It was only natural that the Heavenly Void Sword Sect’s intelligence network would be alarmed.
In fact even without Wang Yu’s intrusion, discovery would have been only a matter of time. Their control over this land was too deep, especially over the cities.
Even with the matter of Spirit Slaves used as cover, it would still be discovered sooner or later that every year a batch of eligible young women regularly vanished mysteriously from within the city.
Stone Lake City. City Lord’s Mansion.
The new City Lord Yuan Qu hurried with quick steps into the residence. Only after entering the concealed formation did he quietly breathe out in relief.
Yet between his brows lingered deep unease.
Third Uncle was missing.
The old City Lord’s secluded bamboo house bore no traces of battle. This meant he was either killed by a cultivator whose strength vastly exceeded his own, or he had slipped away in secret without notifying anyone.