Chapter 128: The Chaotic-Slaying Fly
Chapter 128: The Chaotic-Slaying Fly
At noon, in a nameless valley, three simple tents were skillfully set up. A middle-aged woman with graying hair and another younger woman carefully moved a clay idol into one of the tents.
Two men stood guard nearby, clearing away any strange plants and trees within a hundred-meter radius.
A teenage boy with dark, skinny features started a campfire and began brewing a pot of Great Soul-Returning Broth.
“Junior Brother Xin, Junior Brother Qu, first set up the Gengjin Sword Array. Junior Sister Qin, you go and meditate. Elder Sister Mi should be back soon.”
“Everyone, be careful. Stick to the Spirit Sword Heart Talismans, and don’t let your minds wander. Our Master said yesterday that in at most another month, we’ll be able to meet with Uncle Zhao of the Floating Cloud Sect. I heard they’ve built Kaoshan City, which has water, food, a City-Encompassing Great Array, and a Spirit Cultivation Sect. The hardest days are nearly over.”
The middle-aged woman with graying hair spoke softly while holding three small wooden swords, vigilantly watching her surroundings. Only when a figure swiftly approached from afar did she relax: Elder Sister Mi Zhou’er had returned.
But then the middle-aged woman prepared for battle again, staring at Elder Sister Mi’s face and figure before asking quietly, “Who shared a room with us a hundred years ago?”
“You, me, and Jiang Ying,” Mi Zhou’er replied seriously.
“Elder Sister, did you find anything?” the middle-aged woman immediately smiled. She was the pillar of their Jiuxuan Sect, guiding them all the way from the desert, across mountains and rivers.
Mi Zhou’er also smiled. “I found several rare Alien Trees and a few good-quality strange stones. After refining them, they can strengthen our swords. Has our Master woken up?”
“Not yet, Elder Sister. You should rest.”
“I’m fine, Junior Sister Bai. You go rest. With me here, nothing will happen. I’ll go check on our Master.” Mi Zhou’er spoke with confidence.
Junior Sister Bai nodded, fully believing her words. Only a month ago, Elder Sister Mi had obtained a Clear Spirit Lamp that could even resist an Evil God Idol without being tainted.
For the past month, they had traveled thousands of miles relying on Elder Sister Mi’s formidable strength.
Watching Junior Sister Bai leave, Mi Zhou’er still wore a faint smile. She glanced at the others before entering the center tent, where a clay idol stood—or so anyone who didn’t know better would think.
“Master!”
Mi Zhou’er greeted respectfully in a low voice, but the clay idol showed no response.
She then stepped forward, took out a cloth, and carefully dusted the idol.
Moments later, her gaze suddenly became dazed, but her right hand swiftly drew a bizarre symbol on the idol’s back. Once finished, her expression quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, and the strange symbol vanished into the idol.
——
In the Hall of Fate, Li Si felt deeply anxious and fearful, haunted by the terrifying sense of dread from before, as if staying in the Mortal Realm even a second longer would bring disaster.
That feeling of death was no joke.
The last time he had felt such dread was over forty days ago, when all four Statue Avatars in Kaoshan City had been defiled…
That same day, something strange also happened: tens of thousands of people disappeared mysteriously from a small town 150 miles north of Kaoshan City. He had reported it to the Phantom Bride and his Fairy Leader, but whether they ignored it or deemed it too classified for him, he never heard back.
Oh, and that day, something else occurred—he didn’t even know what happened, but he killed an Unknown Deity/Demon’s avatar and gained a full 1000 units of Golden Qi Luck Firewood.
Later, he confirmed that this Unknown Deity/Demon was the mastermind behind the Evil God Cult and the Sacred Raven Kingdom.
After that, he lost a close confidante…
And now, this troublemaker was back, relentless.
What should he do?
“Little Junior Brother, what are you doing, sneaking around?”
The Hall of Fate was empty; none of the Twelve World-Quelling True Immortals were present, as the younger disciples had gone to farm the Palace Ruins Secret Realm. So Li Si was feeling quite unsettled until Mi Zhou’er’s voice rang out.
Huh?
Mi Zhou’er?
Li Si blinked. This woman’s smile seemed unusually sweet today.
“Hello, Senior Sister.”
Li Si greeted directly.
Mi Zhou’er smiled even sweeter. “I heard that in the Mortal Realm, you call yourself the Kaoshan Patriarch? And you like giving out red envelopes.”
“Senior Sister, you must be joking. I just run errands for my Master. I’m innocent; my Master is the real Kaoshan Leader.” Li Si nearly broke into a sweat, thankful that in his soul form, it wasn’t visible.
“Really?”
“Of course it’s true. Let me tell you, Senior Sister, I don’t know what your Master is like, but mine is downright dishonorable, sly, and deceptive. You only know about my Master’s alias as the Kaoshan Patriarch, but you probably don’t know she also has another alias: the Heishi Patriarch.”
“Basically, she’s gone to great lengths to deceive that so-called Evil God.”
“By the way, let’s keep this between us; don’t spread it around.”
Li Si warned seriously.
“Of course, do I look stupid, Senior Sister? But—”
“No red envelopes! They’re all with my Master!” Li Si said warily.
Mi Zhou’er giggled, sounding quite charming.
“I’m free today and wanted to find Senior Brother Xu Shen. Can you pass a message for me? You know, he and I go way back…”
“Pass a message? That might be a bit difficult. My Senior Brother has been at Heishi Town… Uh, Senior Sister, tell me, I’ll make sure it gets to him, but you might have to wait a few days.”
“Is that so? Then never mind, we can talk another time.”
Mi Zhou’er gave a sweet smile and slowly faded away. At almost the same moment, the old man Chisongzi appeared.
He didn’t like Li Si, and the feeling was mutual. Li Si gave a dry laugh and instantly returned to his idol. Instead of going back to the Mortal Realm, he shifted to Xu Changsheng’s idol and then channeled his consciousness back to the Mortal Realm, attaching to one of his Statue Avatars.
“This Senior Sister Mi seems a bit off.”
“A month ago, the Jiuxuan old crone specifically told her and Xu Shen not to come to the Qi Luck Hall unless necessary. Xu Shen has been following that order, so there’s no reason Mi Zhou’er, the direct disciple, would disobey.”
“Moreover, she immediately asked if I was the Kaoshan Patriarch. Tsk, what is she trying to confirm?”
Li Si’s heart pounded. He didn’t even dare report this to his Fairy Leader, because Mi Zhou’er was the Jiuxuan old crone’s most trusted disciple, and his Fairy Leader treated her like a sister. How could he report that Mi Zhou’er seemed suspicious?
The main problem was: he had no evidence.
Besides, Mi Zhou’er had only obtained the Clear Spirit Lamp a month ago; theoretically, no powerful Evil Spirit or Evil Immortal could harm her.
Unless…
Li Si remembered the buzzing he heard earlier when he was secretly observing Mi Zhou’er. Then came that deadly sense of dread.
This was no coincidence; Mi Zhou’er was probably in trouble.
And if Mi Zhou’er was in trouble, then Jiuxuanzi’s true body in the Mortal Realm was also in trouble.
“At the very least, I need to tell the Herb Gatherer Xia Xiaowan!”
Just as Li Si thought this, a message made his heart turn cold.
“Your territory, Heishi Town, has been destroyed by an Unknown Deity/Demon. 9,178 people, no survivors.”
“Damn!”
——
Li Si was too shocked to speak. He instinctively wanted to return to the Hall of Fate to inform the Herb Gatherer Xia Xiaowan—this was too big for him to handle alone.
But before he could act, that desperate sense of dread surfaced again!
What the hell?
Now the most dangerous place wasn’t the Mortal Realm, but the Hall of Fate?
Dammit, Xia Xiaowan, screw your uncle! Your Hall of Fate is now full of holes—the Unknown Deity/Demon comes and goes as it pleases.
Meanwhile, in the Hall of Fate, Mi Zhou’er appeared with a cold expression. She had just followed Li Si’s lead and massacred Heishi Town but found no trace of the Heishi Patriarch or the Kaoshan Patriarch.
So it was clear: that Li Si was the one she was looking for.
“Hmph, let’s see where you run now!” Mi Zhou’er glared coldly at Li Si’s thousand-foot-tall idol, slightly opened her mouth, and countless flies flew out, burrowing into Li Si’s idol.
But the next moment, thirty-six Soul Lamps, twelve Spirit Lamps, and three Divine Lamps erupted!
Crushing all the flies to death!
“Who goes there?!”
The Herb Gatherer Xia Xiaowan’s voice rang out, filled with shock and fury, as if she had suffered a minor loss.
But Mi Zhou’er was even more shocked. She was utterly bewildered.
How? How?
Damn it, why was there a Herb Gatherer lying in wait here?
She was the only one in this world that Mi Zhou’er feared!
Damn it!
Mi Zhou’er nearly went mad, but just as Xia Xiaowan arrived, she vanished into nothingness—she had returned to the Mortal Realm.
She seemed to have completely deciphered the Qi Luck Hall’s defense system, coming and going as she pleased.
——
In the Mortal Realm, Li Si realized he had been exposed. Immediately, he teleported his body from the Quiet Room in Kaoshan City to the Yunhua Sect outpost. Then, his soul returned to his body, and cold sweat poured down. Damn!
So brutal!
He was trembling.
What should he do?
“This place might not be safe either. That Unknown Deity/Demon managed to infiltrate the Jiuxuan Sect, then used Mi Zhou’er’s memories to identify me. That means the Fate Forge’s Divination Misdirection is completely useless now.”
“I can’t go to the Hall of Fate, and I can’t go to Kaoshan City!”
“This place is definitely exposed too. Damn it!”
Li Si had no choice but to flee first and ask questions later. They say the most dangerous place is the safest. Right now, that Unknown Deity/Demon would never expect me to go to Heishi Town.
“Swish!”
Li Si teleported to Heishi Town. The once lively town was now eerily silent—no people, no bodies, another case of mysterious disappearance.
Li Si wanted to cry but didn’t dare. He hid inside an intact Temple; the Statue Avatar was also unharmed. That Unknown Deity/Demon was quite clever.
Sigh!
“Buzz, buzz, buzz!”
Just as Li Si hid, a black light descended outside the Temple, and flies buzzed!
Then, their eyes met.
“Hi, friend, I bet you’ve heard of the beautiful legend of love at first sight!”