Chapter 102: Eliminating Future Troubles

  The blood-colored radiance entered Wang Yong's body without him noticing, hiding in his bloodstream.

  "Brother Wang, you said those crows are the descendants of Crow Spirit. Why don't we just kill them all and be done with it?" Chen Jiu said.

  Wang Yong nodded: "That's right, if those crows are really the descendants of Crow Essence, then we can lure out Crow Essence."

  "After finishing speaking, Wang Yong turned around and left: 'I'll go gather some people, you wait for my good news'."

  Yi Xiao Xiao pulled Li Xin Yi's hand: "Let's go to the crow's nest and join in the fun".

  "Alright," said Chen Jiu.

  "Look at the cave in front of us, more than 50 meters away," said Chen Jiu, "this is the Crow's Nest".

  The entire cave entrance is made of some kind of material that I don't know, all are mesh-like things, on top of which are installed full of inverted hooks.

  The area of the cave entrance is quite large, with a diameter of over 20 meters.

  Looking through the lattice-like small eyes at the entrance of the cave, it is pitch black inside, and its depth cannot be measured.

  Before long, disciples came one after another, and after seeing Chen Jiu, they bowed and stood quietly on the side.

  Before long, the entire cave entrance was crowded with people. Chen Jiu gave Yi Xiao a signal and quietly hid behind a cluster of trees.

  Wang Yong arrived at the scene and saw that there were only Yi Xiao Xiao and Li Xin Yi, which was a bit strange. Just as he was about to ask, Yi Xiao Xiao gestured with her hand and pointed to the sky, then fell silent.

  Wang Yong showed an understanding expression: "Understood, understood."

  Turning around, Wang Yong looked at the crowd and said: "Everyone, if you want treasure, you have to do what I say. If you don't want treasure, it doesn't matter, please leave this place far away and don't bother everyone."

  Seeing no one leaving, Wang Yong nodded: "Although everyone knows it's hard to get the treasure, even if there is a treasure, it won't be their turn, but every person has a lucky psychology".

  "Everyone go gather some firewood, we'll smoke out the crows with it, and as soon as any crow comes out, we'll catch or kill them, got it?"

  "Got it," everyone responded in unison.

  "Now that you know, hurry up and go chop firewood."

  Looking at the piles of firewood piled up in front of him, Yi Xiao's eyes showed a look of unbearable pain, and he gestured to Chen Jiu with his gaze.

  Chen Jiuxi sat on the tree, as if he hadn't seen anything.

  "Xin Yi, you said, isn't what we're doing a bit too cruel?" Yi Xiao Xiao said.

  "Those who achieve great things are not bothered by trivial matters, a little bloodshed is nothing, don't think too much about it." Li Xinyi was indeed open-minded and instead comforted Yi Xiaoqiao.

  Chen Jiu gazed calmly at the entrance of Wuya Cave: "I must not show mercy, either the crow or Chen Yi will die, best if they all die, then there will be no evidence. These three treasures are extraordinary, and with the Golden Book accompanying them, they must be precious beyond measure."

  Looking at the busy students, Chen Jiu touched the leaves beside him: "As long as everyone can't find Chen Yi and Wu Ya Jing, this matter will be dead without evidence. Even if one of them is found, it doesn't matter. Therefore, one of them must die. Now that Chen Yi has gone somewhere, the one who dies can only be Wu Ya Jing. Only when Wu Ya Jing is dead will this matter become an unsolvable mystery. Otherwise, the bloodshed that follows will be even greater."

  "Thinking of this, Chen Jiu's eyes gradually turned cold: 'If you're not of my kind, your heart must be different. Die for the sake of friendship, don't die for the sake of poverty. If you want to be found out, I'm the only one who can die. But thinking about it, I'm not going to die. I haven't lived enough yet, I want to live forever. So, the ones who will die are all of you.'"

  "Hurry up, hurry up, be a bit more gentle" Wang Yong constantly urged the students and square scholars who came and went.

  "I have already infused the blood curse into Wang Yong's body, and if he connects this matter with me in the future, under the influence of the heart and soul, it will definitely turn into pus and blood and die." Chen Jiu continuously recalled every process, every flaw, searching for a clue to cut off all connections.

  "Alright, everyone get ready, I'm going to light it up!" Wang Yong was a cultivator, a cultivator of the Fang Xian Dao. Of course, he wouldn't use an ordinary lighter to ignite it.

  Wang Yong pointed at the firewood with his finger, and with a "boom", a large fire ignited, rolling thick smoke into the cave.

  No one knows how deep the cave is. As more and more firewood was added here, the sound of crows finally came from inside the cave.

  Wang Yong's cultivation was the highest, and he was the first to hear the crow's cry: "Everyone pay attention, if you can capture it alive, then capture it alive. If you can't capture it alive, kill them all until that Crow Demon appears."

  The loud flapping of wings, the harsh cries, disturbing people's minds and causing trouble, a group of crows' cries under everyone's magical support, their voices carrying over ten miles away.

  The first raven appeared, and a bloody massacre began. The mournful cries echoed, causing the ravens floating in mid-air to wail in sorrow.

  Although they said that these crows were not their own relatives, they were still their own kind and tribe. Although they knew that the other side was intentionally calling them out, they couldn't help but be driven by their inner impulse.

  Those mournful cries seemed to linger in his mind like a nightmare.

  "Shuyuan, Fangxiandao, if I don't wipe you all out one day, I swear I won't be a demon!" The crow spirit let out a mournful cry and flew south with flapping wings.

  Upon hearing this mournful cry, all the monks and scholars in the academy seemed to have been injected with a stimulant, full of energy.

  Thousands of crows were killed by the crowd here, corpses everywhere, blood flowing like rivers, the smell of blood spreading for dozens of miles, wild beasts howled, but were intimidated by the majesty of the monks and dared not approach.

  Everyone's hands were tied with a rope, and more than ten crows were hung on the rope. Chen Jiuxiao stood up from the tree, looking at the corpses below, his face expressionless.

  "Brother Chen, what should we do?" Wang Yong walked over, treading on the bloody mud.

  "Call upon the scholars and monks to leave this place together, spread the news, kill one crow at every step as an offering to the road, until the Crow Essence appears."

  Chen Jiu's voice was icy cold, cold enough to penetrate bone marrow.

  Whether it's human or animal, they are all selfish. The crow can tolerate its own kind being slaughtered, isn't that a kind of cruelty?

  Yi Xiao had never seen Chen Jiu with such an expression before - heartache, complexity, discomfort, and a soaring killing intent.

  As the students move forward, every time they walk a certain distance, one student will be eliminated and a crow will be killed for every ten steps.

  This is not cruelty, this is a struggle for life. Just like outside the cave, countless demons were turned into blood mist by the masters and sages, but those great demons did not feel heartache either, because it was a racial interest, all sacrifices are worth it.

  "Why are you doing this?" Yi Xiao Xiao's eyes were red as she looked at Chen Jiu and asked softly.

  "This is a matter of life and death. That crow won't die, sooner or later it will cause big trouble, at that time I might be the one to die, but I don't want to die, so they are the ones who will die." Chen Ji pointed at the corpses scattered all over the ground.

  "Can't you just give up? These crows haven't even awakened to spiritual intelligence, they're innocent." Yi Xiao's voice was tinged with a hint of crying, pleading, and femininity.

  Chen Jiulian gently stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears on Yishao Xiao's face: "This is a fight to the death, do you understand? It's either him or me, do you want me to die?"

  "What a struggle, I don't understand, it's so cruel" Yi Xiao looked at Chen Jiu.

  After a moment of silence, Chen Jiu withdrew his hands and pointed at the crows flying in the sky, as well as the mournful cries: "Just one chance, just let that crow spirit fall, I have confidence to severely injure it. Now it's testing whose will is weaker."

  Chen Jiu's three treasures are indeed not trivial, and Li Mingyuan must have a powerful force behind him. If the treasure is not found on Chen Yi's body, they will definitely look for Wu Ya Jing, even if it means breaking the Void Symbol. This force is absolutely not to be underestimated.

  Once the news gets out, it usually means more forces will swarm in. As long as they find the Crow Spirit, all suspicions will eventually point to Chen Jiu. Chen Jiu's strength is not even enough to fill a gap between their teeth in front of those major forces, and when the time comes, he will surely die without a place to bury his body.

  Now is the best time to cut off the cause and effect, get rid of the crow spirit. Chen Jiu couldn't afford to miss it, missing it would be death. In this world, there's no absolute right or wrong, just different stances and angles.

  "Must it be like this, what secrets do you have? Aren't they just three insignificant treasures, is it necessary to make such a big fuss?" Yi Xiao murmured.