I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night Chapter 394 - 268: Three Gods Valley!2

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anwhile,

at the highest point of Yanshou Pure Land,

inside the Great Guardian Mansion, on the third floor.

The Great Guardian stood silently, gazing into the distance.

There, a carriage departed from Yanshou Pure Land.

And beside the carriage, a figure rode a Jiao Linma, leading the way.

"They have left."

The Great Guardian patted his clothes and said, "Were my two handwritten letters sent out?"

"As you instructed, one was given to a person from Qifeng Prefecture City and one to a mber of the Feng City Sky Observation Bureau."

A middle-aged man behind him spoke in a low voice, "Great Guardian is highly esteed by the higher-ups, but so things, done once can work, but done twice will cause annoyance! This ti you mobilized troops and food, so next ti you need them, it’ll be difficult to ask again..."

He hesitated, then added, "Favors, the more you use them, the thinner they beco... Why get involved with Three Gods Valley?"

"Because I have never been fond of Three Gods Valley, for a long ti!"

Having said that, the Great Guardian continued, "As for those above, using my favors on them to exchange for theirs, I am still willing."

The middle-aged man said, "This Wu Chang has no ties with our Yanshou Pure Land."

The Great Guardian laughed and said, "After this, there will be ties."

The middle-aged man fell silent, then added, "Aren’t you afraid he might be Tribulation Ash?"

The Great Guardian spoke indifferently, "Brother Lu’s insight is a bit stronger than mine; he values the man so highly, he can’t be Tribulation Ash... As for the future, whether he will beco Tribulation Ash, no one can say; even I don’t dare to claim I won’t lose control in a treacherous night."

With his hands clasped behind his back, he slowly added, "Li Shen Sect was much more powerful than in the past, but this man is far stronger than Li Shen Sect at that ti! With such a talent among the Human Clan, it is only right for to offer so modest support."

After a pause, the Great Guardian sighed, "If such a talent were Tribulation Ash or a newly born treacherous being, then... at least for the coming generation, the hopes of the Human Clan would be incredibly dim."

"Fortunately, he was born within the Human Clan and cares deeply about the greater good of the clan."

"I agreed to Mr. Lu’s request last night, not because he defeated , nor solely because he displayed greater potential."

"But because he was willing to instruct the martial artists of the Human Clan."

The Great Guardian chuckled and said, "If he were a person who only cared for himself and saw other human martial artists as ants, then in the future, there’s a great chance he might betray the Human Clan..."

The middle-aged man couldn’t help but ask, "And now?"

The Great Guardian turned to go downstairs, saying, "In his heart, there’s a place for other mbers of the Human Clan; I can’t say for certain he won’t change in the future, but I greatly admire him as he is today."

Not understanding, the middle-aged man said in a low voice, "Just from seeing him once? Your evaluation is that high?"

"The forr Great Guardian of Yanshou Pure Land also only t twice," said the Great Guardian in an even tone. "During the fierce battle, I was trapped and 120 li from here! Knowing that leaving Yanshou Pure Land would an losing the ability to harness Refining God’s Power, he still ca to my rescue..."

After a pause, the Great Guardian sighed, "The old gentleman traded his life for mine! At the ti, I also found it unbelievable, but having seen Wu Chang today... it seems, I feel the sa as the old gentleman did when he first saw ."

With that, the Great Guardian waved his hand and said, "You keep watch here; I’ll take a walk to the back mountain."

The middle-aged man frowned, saying, "Didn’t you just go to the back mountain the day before yesterday?"

"It’s getting colder these days, I’m afraid those seeds might freeze to death," said the Great Guardian hopefully in a soft voice. "Those seeds are a new type of grain I’ve been cultivating; if they can survive the winter, they will fill a major shortage in the Human Clan’s food supply."

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The carriage continued forward.

The Jiao Linma led the way.

anwhile, Lin Yan, sensing the newly learned Yi Xi Sword Skill, couldn’t help but muse, "The Yi Xi Sword Skill was understood from the town object in Yanshou Pure Land... Is this town object a sword?"

"No," replied Mr. Lu.

"Not a sword?" Lin Yan was sowhat surprised.

"It’s a pen," Mr. Lu pondered before saying. "But this pen is about the size of a pillar in the Liu Zun Temple..."

"That’s simply not a pen that humans can handle," remarked Lin Lei spontaneously.

"It was never a pen ant to be wielded by humans," Mr. Lu affird.

"He comprehended a sword technique from a pen?" Lv Tang appeared astonished, with a look of bewildernt on his face.

"There is a very deep notch on that pen, almost cut through," Mr. Lu explained. "According to the successive Great Guardians, it should be that the pen’s owner once used it to fend off a great enemy..."

"The great enemy used a sword?" Upon hearing this, Lin Yan asked.

"Every Great Guardian has grasped the sword skill," Mr. Lu said, "It can almost be confird, those are sword marks..."

"A single sword mark, and the descendants who comprehend a re third of it possess such powerful sword techniques?"

Lin Yan gripped the handle of his sword tightly, thinking to himself, "The Old God of that year was unimaginably powerful!"

And with that thought, the group continued onward.

As evening approached...

They were almost at Three Gods Valley.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, a sound pierced the air.

An arrow landed about ten steps ahead of the Jiao Linma.

"Hmm?"

Lin Yan pulled the reins, stopping the Jiao Linma, and looked toward the distance.

On a nearby hill, he could see more than twenty Martial Artists, bows in hand, short swords at their waists.

With bows drawn and arrows nocked, they aid at Lin Yan and his companions.

"This arrow, landing a re ten steps ahead, is a warning for us to leave!"

Mr. Lu’s voice ca from within the carriage, "If we don’t retreat, they will start killing."

Lin Yan glanced at the arrow and said indifferently, "This arrow traveled eight hundred steps."

"Their cultivation seems not to be high, the strongest among them is at the peak of the Inner Strength, but none are in the Refining Essence Realm."

"An arrow that can travel eight hundred steps, their bows, shooting farther and more accurately than those in High Willow City."

Upon hearing Lin Yan’s words, Lv Tang couldn’t help but express surprise, "Within Qifeng Prefecture, such bows exist that can be mass-produced, why haven’t they been equipped to the City Defense Army?"

"They are people of Three Gods Valley."

Mr. Lu slowly said, "Unlike Yanshou Pure Land, they are not governed by Qifeng Prefecture, they stand independent, cut off from the outside!"

After a pause, Mr. Lu added, "A thousand years ago, a human clan expert replicated an Ancient Divine Bow, the new bow that was created... is in Three Gods Valley!"

This trip away from High Willow City.

Firstly, it was to capture Duke Murky Spirit.

Secondly, it related to the matter of the Saint Master.

And this Divine Bow of Three Gods Valley might be related to the incident when the Saint Master was attacked years ago.

"They seem to want to co over and kill," Lv Tang said, lifting his head and pondering, "Should we take action?"

Mr. Lu shook his head and said, "Don’t startle the snake, we’ll talk after nightfall, change direction, go around."

Lin Yan had no objections, and imdiately turned the horse’s head towards another direction.

Lv Tang drove the carriage, following behind.

anwhile, the hunters on the hill breathed a sigh of relief.

Leaving two to keep watch, the rest turned and left.

They descended from the other side of the hill, following the river, heading upstream.

At this mont, upstream, drums and gongs were being played.

The many mbers of the Human Clan were filled with joy and excitent.

Red silk hung over their heads, and green cloth was tied around their waists.

Loud shouts and cheers, a picture of vast festivity.

By the river, there was a huge bamboo raft, with red silk tied to its four corners.

Six boys and six girls sat on it, twelve in total.

All around the ages of three to five, they were dressed exquisitely, their attire proper and all appeared well-behaved.

The twelve children, neither crying nor making noise, sat on the bamboo raft, seeming sowhat tense and uneasy.

But it was not out of fear, rather because... of joy!

Their parents, dressed extrely solemnly in red robes, were escorted by many to the front, with their hands raised high, shouting exuberantly on the shore!

"Sacrifice to the gods!"