Chapter 118: Chapter 117: Doubt
Tian Tiesheng’s body shuddered, and streams of Yin Qi rushed out. His originally bulky body quickly shrunk and returned to its normal size within a few breaths.
Shen Luo looked at Tian Tiesheng’s corpse with a lancholic expression, activated the white talisman fork to shatter the ice ball and retrieved the body.
The two of them activated their talismanic instrunts and quickly dug a large pit by the river, burying Tian Tiesheng, Senior Brother Niu, and Ding Yuan’s bodies inside.
Although Shen Luo didn’t like Senior Brother Niu and Ding Yuan, they were already dead. Being fellow disciples, there was nothing to be resentful about now.
He also discovered the cause of their deaths – a few green hairs had pierced through their hearts, no doubt it was “Tian Tiesheng’s” doing.
After doing these, the two of them didn’t delay any longer and imdiately left, their figures quickly disappearing into the distant wilderness.
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Not long after Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian fled, a man and a woman silently stood at their original location.
The woman was wearing a purple dress, with two conspicuous small bone wings behind her back. The man was tall and had a swarthy face, it was no other than Gu Hualing and Wang Qingsong.
“We are still one step too late,” Gu Hualing took a look around, her dark eyes blinked, and she said.
“We underestimated Luo Shidi. We were held back by him for too long.” Wang Qingsong also spoke with a solemn expression.
He was holding a blood-stained long sword in one hand, and a round Dharma plate in the other. The plate was sothing that Master Luo used before.
Gu Hualing stepped forward, glanced at the traces of the fight nearby, then raised her hand. She spread her fingers and grabbed sothing in the void on the side of the river. Suddenly, the ground cracked, and three bodies were grabbed by a large purple hand and thrown aside.
It was indeed the bodies of Tian Tiesheng, Senior Brother Niu, and Ding Yuan that Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian buried not long ago.
Gu Hualing quickly glanced over the bodies of Ding Yuan and the others, squatted down in front of “Tian Tiesheng’s” body, and started to inspect it carefully.
“The Corpse Shadow Ghost’s abilities are strange, especially good at concealing and fleeing. It’s not easy for ordinary Grain Avoidance Cultivators to kill him. With the Pavilion Master and Master Luo taken down by us, and that Senior Ancestor trapped to death in the back mountain, who else in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion could kill him?” Gu Hualing wrinkled her nose, expressing her doubts.
“There are only a few people in the Pavilion who can wield mana. Even if you count all the disciples, none of them could have killed the Corpse Shadow Ghost alone. Judging from the fight marks here, it seems like at least two Qi Refining disciples worked together. One distracted him while the other sneak attacked him,” Wang Qingsong narrowed his eyes and analyzed slowly.
“Could it be Bai Xiaotian and Ding Hua? In that case, the “Pure Yang Scripture” is likely to be in their hands.” Gu Hualing pondered for a while and said.
“No matter what, the commotion caused this ti was big enough. All the ghosts and demons involved in the attack must retreat imdiately, otherwise, it might attract other human cultivators to investigate,” As he said this, Wang Qingsong gazed at the sky with a serious look, seemingly very worried.
“There are still so disciples in the Pavilion…” Gu Hualing spoke hesitantly.
“Kill them all, and take away all the bodies, try to eliminate all traces.” Wang Qingsong said through gritted teeth.
“Do we really need to go that far?” Gu Hualing looked slightly taken aback.
“Are you joking?! Do you know how big of a risk I took in betraying my sect? After today, I need to find a place to hide and lay low for a while. If the matter gets exposed…huh, the thods of the human race to deal with traitors are far more ruthless than your demon race.” Wang Qingsong laughed coldly.
Upon hearing this, Gu Hualing raised her eyebrows and fell silent.
But Wang Qingsong suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction, letting out a light cry.
Just about a hundred ters away, a skull of white bones and a gray-haired rat demon, were pressing an utterly filthy person to walk forward.
Upon a glance, Gu Hualing found the man sowhat familiar. When he called him over for a closer look, it was actually Ding Hua.
Ding Hua failed to recognize Gu Hualing but spotted Wang Qingsong at a glance.
He imdiately behaved as if he had grasped at straws to save his life, violently breaking free from the restraint of the skull and the rat demon, and rushed over, shouting:
“Elder Master Wang, save , save …”
He looked exceedingly destitute at this ti, him being usually cold and arrogant, entirely absent.
“Is the ‘Pure Yang Scripture’ on you?” Upon seeing his state, Wang Qingsong raised his foot and kicked him over, stepping on his chest and asked coldly.
Ding Hua rolled on the ground and bumped into the corpses of Tian Tiesheng and the other two. The rushing skull rat demon firmly pinned his hands and feet.
He was imdiately dumbfounded, staring blankly at Wang Qingsong. His lips trembled a few tis but he didn’t speak.
“It’s not him. Most of the scriptures should be on Bai Xiaotian, but who did he join hands with to kill the Corpse Shadow Ghost?” Gu Hualing walked up and disdainfully glanced at the destitute teenager on the ground, musingly speaking.
“It seems that there are still backups in the pavilion that I’m not aware of. Since the things aren’t on him, there’s no point in keeping him alive.” Wang Qingsong finished speaking, raised his foot and was about to stomp heavily on his head.
“Don’t kill , I am still useful… I am still useful…” Although Ding Hua’s body was unable to move, he was still shouting desperately, not caring what he was saying.
He previously witnessed the cruel and bloody nature of the demon race and ghost creatures, and this completely scared him out of his wits now.
“What’s your use?” Wang Qingsong asked flatly.
“I know where the thing you are looking for is. If I tell you, can you spare my life?” Ding Hua raised his head, his eyes full of fear as he pleaded.
“Oh, let’s hear it…” Wang Qingsong narrowed his eyes slightly and said.
“It’s with Bai Xiaotian! I followed one of my brothers out of the mountain gate earlier, and halfway through the journey, one of them turned into a zombie and killed my brother and the gatekeeper. Then, they fought with Shen Luo. Yes, that person was a registered disciple, but I don’t know what technique he learned to beco very strong! He escaped into the water, and I was a little far away at that ti, but I faintly heard the zombie ntioning sothing about the Pure Yang Scripture. Later, I didn’t dare to move and just hid in the woods from a distance.” Ding Hua glanced at the bodies of Ding Yuan and others on the ground and quickly said.
Gu Hualing and Wang Qingsong looked at each other, both slightly surprised.
“It seems that in addition to Bai Xiaotian, Shen Luo also has a high suspicion. Hehe, a registered disciple, this kid is really good at hiding, could it be a backup arranged by Master Luo?” Gu Hualing speculated suspiciously.
“Did you see it clearly, that Shen Luo alone fought with the zombie? And then?” Wang Qingsong pointed at the corpse of “Tian Tiesheng” not far away, and asked Ding Hua.
“Yes, Shen Luo alone fought with the zombie, and then Bai Xiaotian ca to kill the zombie. I usually have a grudge against Shen Luo and didn’t dare to show up, so the two of them ran away together in that direction.” Ding Hua, fearful of not providing enough details, quickly pointed out a direction.
“I’ve been injured, and I must find a place to recover imdiately. Gu Hualing, you possess the art of transformation and can conceal the aura of the demon race. Now, you seem to be more suited for walking outside the mountain than . The task of tracing the two of them can only be handed over to you.” After so deliberation, Wang Qingsong spoke.
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