Chapter 125: Too Cautious?
【Po Lang: A disciple of the Great Thousand Divine Sect, one of the owners of the secret whisper slate, whose main task is to gather intelligence and pass on ssages. Knowing of your arrival, he understood that the slate had changed hands. To uncover the truth, he used a magical treasure to isolate the slate’s aura and set up a trap here, waiting for you to fall into it.】
Reading the feedback from his divine ability, Jiang Hao realized that the person who lured him here had not failed to appear.
He had been present all along.
He had neglected other things because of the slate.
It seed his experience was insufficient.
“Wouldn’t you like to sit down, fellow Daoist?” Po Lang opened his eyes and asked Jiang Hao.
“No, thank you,” Jiang Hao replied, standing with his Half-Moon saber drawn, saying.
“I ca here purely for business, no need to stay overnight like the senior.”
Po Lang smiled and looked at Jiang Hao.
“The night is long. Why not sit down and have a chat?”
Jiang Hao didn’t want to waste ti.
Normally, he would sit down for a chat, but with Hong Yuye by his side, the longer he delayed, the more disadvantageous it was for him.
“I’ll get straight to the point,” Jiang Hao said coldly to Po Lang:
“Is the secret whisper slate with you? Do you know who is behind the slate?”
As his words fell, the entire Mountain God Temple fell silent.
Only the occasional crackling sound ca from the fire.
“What are you talking about, Fellow Daoist?” Po Lang asked.
Jiang Hao looked on indifferently as if watching the other party’s performance.
Po Lang fell into silence.
After a long while, he looked at Jiang Hao, puzzled, and spoke,
“How did you figure it out?”
Jiang Hao naturally wouldn’t reveal that he had identified it through divine powers; his voice remained even.
“Let’s drop the act and get to the point.”
“Although we’re using the Secret Whisper Slate, it doesn’t belong to the user. You really aren’t afraid of offending people,” Po Lang scoffed.
“Do you know the whereabouts of the other slates? Or who we might offend?” Jiang Hao asked again.
Offending people was not within his concerns.
The other party had Hong Yuye, who was even stronger.
“I know so, but why should I tell you?” Po Lang slowly stood up with a cold smile.
“You, one at the middle stage of Foundation Establishnt and the other at the late stage. What right do you have to make tell you what you want to know?”
Jiang Hao lowered his gaze, understanding the other’s implication.
Clang!
The Half-Moon saber was unsheathed.
Demon Sound Thousand Li was activated.
In an instant, he was before Po Lang, swinging his long saber.
This sudden change surprised Po Lang, but what terrified him was the chill he felt when Jiang Hao’s blade ca down, prompting his protective talisman to activate instinctively.
However, under this strike, the talisman shattered instantly.
Boom!
The blade fell at the neck of Po Lang, and the mountain god statue behind him was split in two, the sound thunderous.
Amidst his terror, Jiang Hao calmly said,
“Shall we talk now?”
“You...” Po Lang said incredulously.
“Are you not at the Foundation Establishnt stage?”
Clang!
The blade flashed, and Po Lang’s neck was sliced.
Blood spurted out continuously.
“Speak, where is your slate and the others? Who is behind all this?” Jiang Hao said calmly and coldly.
“I don’t know much about the person behind the scenes,” Po Lang said.
“Continue,” Jiang Hao said coldly.
“My slate is hidden elsewhere because it’s far away, so you didn’t notice,” Po Lang confessed, lying.
Jiang Hao didn’t expose his lie and continued.
“Where are the other slates?”
“The other slates are scattered throughout Youyun Prefecture. I only know of two places where they can be found. One is in Tiantu City’s Zuo Lan next door, and the other is at a small sect...” Po Lang’s expression turned cold.
At this mont, the two Foundation Establishnt cultivators by the fire suddenly sprang up, attempting to ambush Jiang Hao.
“Why bother?” Jiang Hao sighed.
He slashed at Po Lang.
Heavenly Saber’s first move, Moon Slash.
Pfft!
With one slash, the head was severed.
Po Lang was killed instantly.
“You!”
As the scene before him spun, Po Lang found it hard to believe.
He hadn’t revealed the location of the slate, so why had the other party killed him outright?
As his physical body died, the two Foundation Establishnt cultivators also collapsed instantly.
Jiang Hao was sowhat surprised; the spiritual clones had no independence at all?
It didn’t seem right.
He then lifted the Half-Moon and gave each of the two Foundation Establishnt cultivators a slash.
When killing the second one, the person indeed showed autonomy and tried to flee.
How could Jiang Hao let him succeed?
He used Moon Slash to kill the enemy.
‘Being cautious is correct.’
Afterward, for safety, he gave Po Lang’s body two more slashes.
After thinking it over, he also gave two slashes to each of the Foundation Establishnt cultivators.
He stood still for a mont, waiting to see if there were any extensions of their spirits to ensure no new clones would appear.
After a while, Jiang Hao finally relaxed.
Hong Yuye had watched the whole process without saying a word as if she didn’t exist.
It was only when Jiang Hao began to search for the storage treasures that she spoke:
“Aren’t you being a bit too cautious?”
“The cultivation world is very dangerous, and we can’t be sure of the enemy’s thods. It’s right to be careful,” Jiang Hao said as he picked up Po Lang’s storage treasure.
He tried to open it and found a seal.
After casually wiping it away, he discovered that the other party was quite wealthy.
Three thousand six hundred and twenty-three spirit stones.
It’s a windfall.
With the five hundred on him, that made four thousand one hundred.
Seeing this, Jiang Hao couldn’t help but sigh that the most profitable thing in the cultivation world was still plundering.
After collecting the spirit stones, he rummaged through the rest.
There were so elixirs, but none of them were of any use to Jiang Hao.
Spirit dicines below the Golden Core perfection level could only be sold for money.
Thinking of this, Jiang Hao suddenly realized he had quite a few elixirs on him and could look for an opportunity to sell them.
Perhaps he could save up ten thousand spirit stones on this trip and then go back to hang up that rabbit.
Later, he found a box and a sword.
Hong Yuye beckoned, and two Foundation Establishnt storage treasures ca into her hands.
She checked them and then casually tossed them aside.
Nothing of interest.
“Did you find it?” she asked Jiang Hao.
“Mhm,” Jiang Hao nodded.
After that, the spirit sword and the box were taken out.
“This box can block my detection; the stone tablet might be inside,” Jiang Hao said.
He then casually checked the spirit sword.
Clang!
The spirit sword unsheathed with a fluctuation of spiritual energy spreading out.
The blade glowed with a blue light, like flowing water, tranquil yet surging. But when he ca back to his senses, all he saw was a pale blue spirit sword.
It was exquisitely crafted and full of vitality.
Jiang Hao used his spiritual energy and found that it could fully withstand the power of his Golden Core perfection level.
A fine sword indeed.
It was countless tis better than the Half-Moon No. 2.
How many spirit stones would this treasure fetch? Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? Or even more?
Jackpot.
But then he worried a bit. The spirit sword was valuable, but it would be difficult to sell. With this in mind, he put the sword away. He preferred using sabers, but sabers were not as common as swords.
Boom!
Hong Yuye opened the box.
Inside, as expected, lay a stone tablet.
Without seeing Hong Yuye make a move, the stone tablet automatically flew into her hand and then disappeared.
Just as Jiang Hao and she were about to leave, they suddenly heard footsteps outside.
“Thief, co out! You’ve stolen my spirit sword; you won’t be able to escape even if you fly to the heavens or burrow into the earth,” an angry voice ca from outside.
Jiang Hao: “...”
Speaking of the spirit sword, he naturally thought of the treasure he had just put away.
Had the owner co looking for it?
Jiang Hao and the others walked out and saw three people arriving at the temple entrance.
The newcors were one man and two won.
The man was dressed in white with an extraordinary deanor, his features sharp and cold.
The won, one in blue and one in white were both beautiful and elegant.
What caught Jiang Hao’s attention was their cultivation levels.
The man was at Golden Core perfection, the woman in white at the late Golden Core stage.
Only the woman in blue was weaker, at the early Golden Core stage.
These three had unusually high realms.
How could there be so many Golden Core cultivators in such a remote place?
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