Chapter 71 of 100

Chapter 71

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Wei Shizhi shook his head. This Sun Ergou was truly audacious. After hitting a snag last time, he still didn’t give up and even brought Shang Jianan to help. It seemed he was determined to get the white snake egg. Infusing the white snake’s soul into the python bone whip, this idea must have come to Qi Du after he saw the Green Bee Sword in Qiantao Valley. Both Master and apprentice, Qi and Sun, seemed to be interested in the Soul Capturing Spell, and they even knew the secrets of the inner and outer volumes clearly...

Should he intervene? Help the white snake spirit or take advantage of the situation? Wei Shizhi was unsure.

First, he would go and see what was happening. Wei Shizhi stood up, drew the iron rod from his sword bag, and strode toward the cliff. The sound of his footsteps startled the human-faced dove. It looked down and saw a man with an iron rod running toward it. In the eyes of the monster, all humans looked similar, just as in the eyes of humans, human-faced doves looked almost the same. But this human was different; he had an iron rod in his hand!

Back at the Ghost Gate Abyss, Sun Ergou used the python bone whip to fish for human-faced doves, and three were lured out. One died, one was injured, and one escaped. After Qiluo intervened, the injured human-faced dove was healed, and Wei Shizhi was forced to jump off the cliff. The escaped human-faced dove took the opportunity to attack and was killed by Wei Shizhi with the Dragon Seeking Sword. The injured human-faced dove ultimately couldn’t escape its fate. When Qi Du and Qiluo’s battle ended, it foolishly flew out of the Ghost Gate Abyss to check, only to be captured by Qi Du, who handed it over to his disciple to practice the Soul Capturing Spell, turning it into a mindless zombie.

Its soul was no longer complete, only instinct remained, and it was controlled by others. But the memory of its left wing being broken by the iron rod was never forgotten. That was the beginning of its nightmare, from which it lost its self and freedom. The human-faced dove was awakened by the iron rod, and it suddenly spread its wings and circled around Wei Shizhi.

Sun Ergou, who was connected to the human-faced dove’s soul, immediately sensed something was wrong. The human-faced dove seemed to be strongly stimulated and was trying to break free from his control. He stopped, his face changing, and whispered, "It’s the human-faced dove, something’s wrong!"

From outside the cave, the angry screeches of the human-faced dove could be heard faintly. Shang Jianan frowned. According to their original plan, after stealing the white snake egg, they would immediately ride the human-faced dove to leave Jietian Ridge. If they lost their way out, how could they run faster than the cloud-riding great monster with just their legs! He said decisively, "Let’s back out first!"

Sun Ergou was reluctant. They were almost at the end of the cave, and backing out now would be like giving up halfway. But he also knew the importance of the human-faced dove, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Let’s back out first! Damn it, who’s causing trouble!"

The two turned and walked out of the cave. Shang Jianan continued to infuse yuan qi to light the Soul Calming Incense, ensuring the smoke still drifted into the cave. Sun Ergou rushed to the front, running to the cave entrance, and peeked out. He saw the human-faced dove circling around a man with an iron rod, its screeches piercing the sky.

"It’s you again!" Sun Ergou blurted out.

Wei Shizhi looked up at him and said, "Control your bird."

Sun Ergou hurriedly recited a spell, trying to calm the human-faced dove, but it wouldn’t listen. Suddenly, it folded its wings, opened its massive mouth, and darted toward Wei Shizhi like an arrow.

"Don’t, don’t attack!"

The liquid in the Dazhui acupoint transformed into yuan qi, flowing into his arm. Wei Shizhi swung the iron rod, and with a "whoosh," it struck the human-faced dove’s head with the speed of wind and thunder. The earth qi of the Geng direction burst out, and the human-faced dove’s skull exploded like a watermelon, killing it instantly.

The power of this strike was far beyond his expectations.

Shang Jianan happened to see him strike the human-faced dove, and he was shocked. It was as if the strike had hit him, with no way to dodge or avoid it. He held his breath, his yuan qi stagnated, and even the Soul Calming Incense in his hand went out.

Sun Ergou’s mouth twitched, almost on the verge of tears. He had spent so much effort and endured so much hardship to subdue this human-faced dove, but it was killed by Wei Shizhi in one strike. He pointed at the murderer, his voice trembling, "You... you surnamed Wei... you’re a good one!"

Wei Shizhi pointed at Shang Jianan with the iron rod and reminded him, "Hey, your incense is out."

Shang Jianan exclaimed, "Oh!" and frantically infused yuan qi to relight the incense, urging Sun Ergou, "Junior, we shouldn’t stay here long, let’s go!"

Sun Ergou forced back his grief, used the python bone whip to lower the two to the bottom of the cliff, and angrily said to Wei Shizhi, "You, surnamed Wei, you knew this human-faced dove was mine, yet you still struck it down. Do you have any shame?"

Wei Shizhi said lightly, "Sorry, I hit too hard. After the winter hunt, if I have time, I’ll go to the Ghost Gate Abyss and catch one for you."

Sun Ergou knew it was the human-faced dove that had lost control and attacked him first, so he couldn’t argue. He huffed a few times and asked Wei Shizhi, "Why are you here?"

"Just wandering around Jietian Ridge, found a place to rest."

Sun Ergou was furious, "Wandering around? Where can’t you rest, you had to come here? Don’t you know there’s a white snake spirit here?"

"I remember you said the white snake spirit is a heavy sleeper, gentle in nature, and rarely harms people, so it’s very safe."

Sun Ergou was at a loss, shaking his head and saying to Shang Jianan, "Senior, let’s go quickly, we can’t stay here..." and dragged him away.

Shang Jianan smiled at Wei Shizhi, thinking, in the Seven Branches of the Kunlun Sect, Chixia Valley’s sword competition, Xiandu has always been the last. This time, it might turn the tide.

Wei Shizhi was left alone again. He took out a fire-type demon core from the human-faced dove’s body, put it away, and threw the flesh into the dense forest to feed the wild beasts. Looking up at the misty cave, he was somewhat surprised. With such a big commotion, why hasn’t the white snake spirit come out? Could it really have been knocked out by the Soul Calming Incense?

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