Chapter 114: Kill Them

  The third watch

  ……

  A pale purple light shone on Su Che, and at first, he didn't feel anything out of the ordinary, but instead had a warm and comfortable feeling. In Su Che's heart, he counted that if it weren't for Hei Shi Qing Liu's protection, this light would be lethal to him.

  His heart was tense, but on the surface he had to show a devout appearance, because Su Che felt vaguely that this statue was scrutinizing him.

  After a few gasps, suddenly, a surge of spiritual power pierced Su Che's mind, as if a spiritual image had been transmitted over.

  Lao Hei immediately accepted this spiritual scene, and for him, even if it was harmful, he didn't mind becoming an idiot himself as long as he could protect his master's mind from being harmed.

  After that, the purple light dissipated, and the female statue slowly closed her eyes, then lifted her head again, restoring her praying posture.

  Su Che was full of surprise, but he couldn't consider anything else at the moment, his hands were still on the Lingbao box. So, he gently picked it up and looked at the statue again, but it had no reaction at all.

  "It's okay, it's okay"

  Su Che hugged the box, carefully retreated a few steps, saw that the statue was still unresponsive, and his courage grew a bit, he circled around, picked up seven of the ten Qiankun bags left behind by the deceased treasure hunters, and put them into the Xianyin. Only then did he hastily dash into the stone forest, eager to get away from the statue as far as possible, further and further...

  Actually, Su Che also knew that this idea was just self-deception. The statue was obviously an inanimate object, only set up with some kind of mechanism. What really controlled everything was the guardian power of the Xiao Mi Xian Jing, a sacred place for the witch tribe. Perhaps, as Lao Hei had said before, the guardian power here had already developed spiritual intelligence, but its wisdom was limited and it was easy to deceive, truly believing itself to be a witch.

  In that case, the ten treasure hunters should have left behind at least ten spatial bags, but because a few of them were swallowed by the giant, their spatial bags also turned into black smoke and nothing was left behind. Being able to pick up seven is already quite good.

  Until they safely walked out of the stone forest, the Lingbao box in his arms dared to be put away in the Xianyin. At this moment, Laohei had already sorted out the spiritual portrait transmitted by the female statue.

  It is a map

  "The information it transmits to you is a map..."

  As they spoke, Lao Hei handed this map over to Su Che.

  Su Che closed his eyes and carefully observed the map in his mind. This was also a kind of ability of spiritual inner vision for cultivators, which ordinary people could not do.

  This map clearly marks the current location of this high mountain and stone forest, and there is also a curved arc arrow pointing to a temple at the foot of the mountain, which seems to be a temple of the Wu tribe.

  "It seems this map is pointing you in the direction of that temple."

  "Yes, the meaning is very clear." Su Che nodded in his heart: "Whether it's the meaning of that statue or the meaning of the sacred land guardian power, the purpose is to let me go to that temple."

  "Are you going?" Lao Hei asked.

  "Who dares not go? It has already expressed its intention. As a fake shaman, I must act according to its will."

  As they spoke, Su Che accelerated his pace and rushed down the mountain. With the map's guidance, at least he could follow the route marked on it and run with all his might without worrying.

  During the rush, Lao Hei selected an area in Xianyu and used the power of the Xianyu master to dig hundreds of large pits on the ground. Then, he transplanted all the hundreds of fruit trees from the Lingbao box out.

  Such a good treasure is only used for planting fruit trees, it's really a waste. This kind of thing can probably only be done by the Wu tribe.

  Fruit trees are ordinary trees that can grow without spiritual energy and live normally in the immortal prison, also bringing a blessing to the prisoners.

  To put it simply, this batch of spiritual fruits is extremely effective. When brought to the mortal world, for ordinary people, it's also a great thing that can prolong life and strengthen the body. Of course, for cultivators, the effect is negligible, eating a whole basket wouldn't be as useful as one pellet of marrow-washing elixir.

  At the foot of the mountain there is a vast expanse of open land, which can be seen from afar. Indeed, an ancient temple hall stands tall in the distance.

  This building is so eye-catching, Su Che estimated that there will definitely be a number of treasure hunters coming here.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, on the steps outside the temple gate, I saw a corpse of a treasure hunter. Judging from the wounds on his body, he should have died from the attack of magical artifacts and spells, rather than the punishment of the sacred land's guardian power.

  It's likely that this guy wasn't very wise and did something stupid, provoking public outrage, and was beaten to death by a group of people.

  The wooden gate of the grand hall had long since rotted away, leaving only an empty doorway. However, inside, there was a sufficient amount of light flickering about, clearly indicating that many people had taken out their luminescent crystals...

  As he walked up to the entrance, Su Che first let out a soft cough, which served as a greeting to those inside: "It's a person, don't move."

  Snowflake

  Dozens of eyes in the hall focused on Su Che, and someone immediately recognized him as the one who didn't need to rest at the top of the mountain and was brave enough to be the first to descend.

  "The first person to come down the mountain is still alive today. This person is not simple." And so, these people had the same view of Su Che.

  There are fifteen people in the hall, divided into two distinct factions. Judging from their attire, seven of them are disciples of Lingyao Mountain, while the other eight are disciples of Xuanxia Sect.

  Lingyao Mountain and Xuanmie Sect are both super sects in the current cultivation world, this time entering the border, they can each send ten disciples. However, after experiencing the Heavenly Ladder crisis and various dangers when descending the mountain, the number of disciples from both sects must have suffered losses.

  Suddenly, someone sneered: "Hmph, a person from Tianxuan Sect."

  The man in black and red robes was a standard attire for the inner disciples of the Xuanxiao Sect. The Xuanxiao Sect and the Tianxuan Sect had been sworn enemies since ancient times, and even now they still harbored deep-seated grudges. Only during the brief period when the Xiaoyao Realm was open would they temporarily put aside their animosity. However, Su Che, alone and unaccompanied, encountered a small team from the Xuanxiao Sect, and it was unlikely that they would show him any kindness.

  "Come over here, fellow Taoist." On the other side, a disciple of Lingyao Mountain also beckoned to Su Che.

  Lingyao Mountain was one person short of Xuanxia Sect, and both were orthodox sects. Su Che's arrival just made up for Lingyao Mountain's weakness in this regard.

  Su Che nodded and immediately walked into the Lingyao Mountain camp. Of course, everyone had a tacit understanding that all friendships were temporary, and when treasures were at stake, even fellow disciples or clansmen would turn ruthless and kill each other without hesitation.

  Once you enter Xiaoyaojing, the two words 'moral integrity' can no longer be spoken. Talking about moral integrity with others here will only get you killed by them in return.

  The only thing I can say is: Get out alive

  Inside the hall, on the wall directly opposite the gate, there were densely carved strange totems. Below the wall was a stone platform, and on it were placed three objects: an axe, a knife, and a bow.

  The three objects were all small and exquisite, and anyone with discerning eyes could see at a glance that these were three magical treasures that could change size.

  It is precisely these three treasures that have caused the disciples of Lingyao Mountain and Xuanmie Sect to be at odds with each other, unable to come to a conclusion. If there were only two, or even one more, it would be easy to say, in a situation where both sides are evenly matched, they could just divide them equally.

  However, it's hard to divide three items fairly, as no one wants to be at a disadvantage and everyone wants to get two of them.

  Moreover, the same place cannot stay for long. In a hurry, Xuan Xiao Zong had just decided to take action against the disciples of Ling Yao Mountain when Su Che appeared. At this moment, Su Che naturally became a 'variable' in everyone's eyes.

  "Master, don't bother looking, those are also three useless items."

  Lao Hei's senses were on high alert, and he immediately had an answer. The three magical artifacts placed on the stone pedestal were also lifeless and rotten objects that would turn to dust with just a slight touch. However, only Lao Hei, with his special spiritual sensitivity, could accurately sense their spirituality.

  Su Che responded with a sound in his heart, and then pondered: "The statue passed me a map, guiding me to come here, there must be a purpose behind this, but it's definitely not for these rotten things. So, what is the real reason?"

  It was just a guess, but the totem on the wall flashed with a faint light, and Su Che immediately received a spiritual message, which was very simple, only repeating four words:

  "Kill them"

  "Kill them"

  "Kill them"

  Su Che was shocked: "Actually asking me to kill these treasure-seeking disciples?"

  "What a joke!" Old Hei suddenly became displeased and loudly said: "They have fifteen people, casually joining forces to strike, can blow you, the master, into smithereens. You're alone, how can you possibly kill so many opponents?"

  "Kill them......kill them......kill them......"

  That spiritual message kept murmuring non-stop, as if it would keep nagging on and on unless Su Che agreed.

  If it were just nagging, that would be fine. Su Che knew that if he didn't agree, it was hard to say what kind of means the Holy Land Guardian Force would use on him.

  What Su Che couldn't understand was that, supposedly, the guardian power of the sacred land wanted to destroy these treasure-hunting disciples, it should be very easy, did they need to use their own hands to do it?

  "Master, it's possible that the sacred land's guardian force has mistaken you for a minor witch and is making you kill humans in order to temper you and urge your growth." Old Black cursed with a sneer: "This guy must be limited in wisdom, only doing foolish things under the guise of being self-righteous."

  Lao Hei's guess was a bit far-fetched, but Su Che thought it was quite possible. Perhaps it was precisely because Lao Hei was such a special life form that he could more easily guess the thoughts of other special life forms.

  It's possible that the guardian of the holy land has good intentions, but its wisdom is limited and the trials it sets for itself are too difficult, making it almost impossible to complete.

  Lao Hei was right, once they made a move, facing the combined attack of fifteen practitioners who had achieved the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation, he wouldn't be able to withstand even a single blow.

  "Kill them......kill them......kill them......"

  That spiritual fluctuation is still urging incessantly.

  "How could it be possible to kill him? Saying it was a suicide is more plausible"

  Su Che was greatly worried and also started to worry, if he couldn't meet its requirements, how would it punish him?