Chapter 31

"Miss, it's not wise to linger here. We can inquire about the young brother later. Since he appeared here, he is likely from the Heavenly Phoenix City. There will be a chance for you to meet him again."

Uncle Zhou looked at the bloody footprints, his eyes twitching uncontrollably.

Although Uncle Zhou had not seen Shen Lang's face, he could tell from his voice that he was not very old, probably around the same age as Miss, or perhaps even younger.

To have such cultivation at this age was already very astonishing, and he was also an extremely powerful alchemist!

Even more frightening was his mental acumen...

He had calculated everything and controlled the entire battle.

If not for Deng Jianchen's disruption, which upset the balance, he might not have been so severely injured.

If it weren't for the fact that Uncle Zhou had taken a Strength Pill a few months ago, he wouldn't have been forced into such a bitter battle.

But even in this bitter battle, the situation was still under his control, and in the end, everyone managed to survive.

After using those secret techniques that were very harmful to the body multiple times, his injuries were likely...

Even so, he didn't make a single sound.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Uncle Zhou's eyes lit up, and he said, "Miss, I remember. The young brother used the 'Thunder Control Divine Technique' earlier. This is a secret technique exclusive to the Xuan Dao Sect, a Xuan Iron-level sect. He is a disciple of the Xuan Dao Sect. If we can't find him in Heavenly Phoenix City, we can go to the Xuan Dao Sect!"

"En, I understand." Shui Qingwu finally smiled and said, "Uncle Zhou, this is not a place to talk. Let's take Jianchen and leave first. Judging by the time, the people from Heavenly Phoenix City should be here soon."

"Alright!"

A light flashed from the beast token in their hands, and two fierce demon wolves were released.

These were very fast and valuable spirit beasts used for transportation.

The two mounted the fierce demon wolves, and Uncle Zhou carried Deng Jianchen, galloping towards Heavenly Phoenix City.

On the fierce demon wolf, Shui Qingwu turned her head and looked back, her eyes misty.

"Since you're leaving, why don't you even look back? Am I that ugly..."

In the depths of the forest at the end of her line of sight, Shen Lang sealed the entrance of the pit with a large rock, then sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate and heal his injuries.

At this moment, he was very weak, his muscles stiff, and blood still flowing. His head was already feeling a bit dizzy.

To his surprise, he found a faint green energy circulating in his meridians, repairing the damaged meridians, and his terrifying injuries were rapidly healing...

"It's the energy from that mysterious green liquid. I used a lot of it last time, but I didn't expect the remaining bit to still have such an effect!"

Shen Lang calmed his mind and began to control the spiritual energy in his body... Even though the mysterious energy was incredibly powerful, there wasn't much left in his body. It was better to use it sparingly, as it could save his life.

Meanwhile, Shui Qingwu and the others met the rescue team from Heavenly Phoenix City and finally entered the city safely.

When the various forces in Heavenly Phoenix City heard about the appearance of a demon corpse outside the city, they all went on high alert, sending out elites to investigate. The once peaceful Heavenly Phoenix City suddenly became tense and agitated.

What Shen Lang didn't know was that just a few dozen miles ahead of his current position, a very familiar figure was standing there, calmly enjoying the scenery.

This young man in a white robe had a strikingly handsome face with sharp features. His deep, black eyes shone with a captivating hue; his thick eyebrows, high nose, and perfectly shaped lips all exuded nobility and elegance. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.

However, the sky was now overcast with dark clouds, as if a heavy rain was about to fall. It was unclear what he was looking at.

"I just heard you say... you plan to exterminate my brother's family?" he said softly, slowly turning around.

Following his gaze, in the dark night, a pair of green, lantern-like eyes filled with terror stared at him. It was the poison corpse that had escaped after battling Uncle Zhou.

But what did the young man's words mean?

Poison corpses could only make strange sounds or screeches; how could they speak?

The poison corpse's eyes were full of fear, and it instinctively took a step back, its chest emitting a human voice, "A mere child dares to block my path. Do you even know what death means?"

"This... I really don't know. Why don't you tell me?" the young man in white smiled. "But you have offended my brother, so I know your days are numbered. Although you are just a wisp of divine consciousness residing in this poison corpse, it won't be too difficult to find you in Heavenly Phoenix City."

"Find death!" the poison corpse roared, lunging forward like a whirlwind.

Before its body even reached him, its spiky tail was already sweeping through the air with a powerful force.

The young man in white, who had been smiling, stood still, his deep eyes suddenly revealing a clear, sharp sword. He casually extended his right hand, two fingers together, and drew a line in the air...

A bolt of lightning split the sky, disappearing in an instant.

Before anyone could see what happened, the lunging poison corpse suddenly split in two. The halves took a few more steps forward before collapsing, instantly turning to ashes, leaving not a trace behind!

"Tsk, always making me do these things. Do I look like someone who has nothing better to do? Hey, loneliness." The young man in white shook his head, his expression somewhat similar to Shen Lang's.

He patted the beast token at his waist, and a simple little donkey appeared.

"Xiao Fei, it's been a few months since you last saw Xiao Lang. You must miss him, right? Let's go home. Who told you to run up the mountain? I said let's go home..." The young man in white dragged the little donkey and finally managed to mount it.

As he rode the donkey towards Heavenly Phoenix City, he turned his head slightly, glancing at the sky, a row of white, even teeth showing in a smile.

The forest fell silent again, and a heavy rain seemed imminent.

After a while, a figure suddenly appeared where the young man in white had looked. A middle-aged man with blue hair emerged.

"Strange, what did that look mean? Could he have seen through my presence? How is that possible?" The blue-haired man muttered to himself, hesitating. "This small Heavenly Phoenix City is truly a place of hidden dragons and tigers. I've encountered two exceptionally talented young people in one go, and even a poison corpse, a demonic artifact. Never mind, what does it have to do with me? I just need to protect Miss."

He twisted his body and vanished into the air.

Soon, a vortex appeared in the sky, and Hongyu slowly stepped out, casting a faint glance at where the blue-haired man had disappeared. Her gaze then turned to the towering, dangerous mountain peak.

That position was exactly where Shen Lang was healing his injuries...

When the Phoenix Mountain Range returned to calm, a storm was brewing in the basement of the Heavenly Phoenix City Lord's residence.

A man sitting in a golden chair roared like a beast.

This man wore a hood, most of his face hidden, and a strange black mist surrounded his body, making him look sinister and terrifying.

He roared in rage, his voice sometimes like a wild beast, causing fear, and sometimes like the scraping of metal, making the ears hurt.

"Whoosh!" The man's claw-like hands stretched out, and with a force like a whirlwind, the two trembling maids standing on either side were instantly seized.

"Lord, spare us... uh..."

The two maids had just cried out when their eyes widened and they died, their faces twisted in horror!

From the blood holes in their necks, where the hooded man's fingers had pierced, blood shot out like arrows, then seemed to be controlled by a force, turning and entering the hooded man's mouth.

"Rumble..."

The stone door of the basement moved to one side with a loud noise, and a middle-aged man in a brocade robe, with a dignified demeanor but cold eyes, walked in.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's eyes grew even colder.

He flicked his brocade robe, sat down, and asked coldly, "What has you so angry? Has something gone wrong with the plan?"

The hooded man threw the two corpses aside and said in a hoarse voice, "The demon corpses and the most powerful poison corpse I painstakingly cultivated were all killed... Someone will likely bring you the news soon."

"Such a thing!" The originally composed middle-aged man was shocked, standing up abruptly, his eyes full of disbelief.

He walked back and forth in the basement, raising his voice, "I've told you to be more restrained, not to let your demon corpses harm people, to avoid drawing attention! Now look at this mess! What are you going to do now? We haven't found the Nine Immortal Lingzhi, and your demon corpses are all gone! How are we supposed to find the Nine Immortal Lingzhi now?"

Before the hooded man could speak, he raged, "Although we've narrowed down the location of the Nine Immortal Lingzhi to within a hundred miles, it is very sensitive to human and animal auras. It will immediately burrow underground and flee when it senses them. That's why I sent out the lifeless demon corpses to quickly narrow the range. Now, it's all... We've known each other for many years, and you've always been very steady. How could you be so careless this time?"

The hooded man snorted, "It's easy for you to say. Sending out demon corpses to find the Nine Immortal Lingzhi isn't effortless. If they don't feed on human blood daily, I can't control them! How was I to know that there would be an expert in the Phoenix Mountain Range?"

"An expert? Besides me, the city lord with late-stage Spirit Warrior cultivation, and a few old fellows from the Tower Cloud Academy and the Heavenly God Academy, who else could it be? Did your demon corpses offend these old fellows?" The middle-aged man was startled.

This middle-aged man was none other than Ye Xiaozheng, the city lord of Heavenly Phoenix City, the most powerful person in the city, an Eighth Heaven Spirit Warrior!

"Not them. I have no reason to provoke them now! The ones who killed my demon corpses and poison corpse are two young men!"

"Two young men? How is that possible?" Ye Xiaozheng said, disbelieving.