Chapter 57: The Sorcery of the Northern Wilderness

  Just finished being busy, recently seriously sleep-deprived, going to prepare for a good long sleep, absolutely won't get out of bed before 12 o'clock!

  So I'll post the noon update in advance. By the way, a flirtatious question: Hey, got any recommendation tickets?

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  A mournful cry pierced the air, even overpowering the wind, and startled the dark ink in the chaos. The little girl struggled to open her blurry eyes, and after seeing Liang Xin's miserable state, she weakly cried out: "You...what happened..." Before she could finish speaking, she fainted again.

  Liáng Xīn's upper garment was completely blown to shreds, and his bare chest, abdomen, arms, and legs were all covered with thick, bulging blood vessels that formed a terrifying spider web. Zheng Xiǎo Dào looked at Liáng Xīn's pain-wracked appearance and thought to himself: It's over, the first time I plant a gu, I've already killed someone...

  Before he could even react, Zheng Xiaodao's eyes widened in shock. The seven wasps that had just entered Liang Xin's body were suddenly spat out of his wound like watermelon rinds.

  It wasn't just that, those seven Gu worms were now completely drained of their essence blood, leaving only two layers of white, almost transparent skin... Zheng Xiaodao felt his scalp tingling, this was simply an impossible thing, Gu worms were evil creatures, they only had the ability to absorb the host's essence blood, how could it be possible for Liang Xin to drain them into 'dry corpses'.

  Liang Xin let out a strange laugh, and with a sudden leap, he sprang up from the ground. Although the seven wasps had already escaped his body, on his chest, however, were clearly visible seven black insect-shaped marks!

  The dark and sinister sorcery, the unthought-of things under its influence are numerous, but Zheng Xiaodao had never seen such a bizarre situation before. In shock, he scrambled backward with his hands and feet, retreating far away from Liang Xin who seemed to have transformed into a ghostly creature.

  The ghost claws that filled the line of sight suddenly seemed to have found their natural enemy, and one by one they hastily withdrew!

  The wizard hiding in the black wind was shocked and angry, biting his tongue and spitting out blood, which splashed onto the copper bell in his hand, causing the ear-piercing sound to suddenly rise.

  The bell rang urgently, and the dark wind suddenly contracted its formation, pouncing on Liang Xin from all sides like a group of man-eating fish that had smelled blood.

  Liáng Xīn only felt a dark and heavy force, tightly wrapped around himself, his entire skeleton making dull cracking sounds, probably wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer, before being squeezed into a pulp.

  Eleven sharp teeth, grinning from ear to ear, trampled on the dead man's hand. In the blink of an eye, the hand was gone. The dark wind gathered together, wrapping Liang Xin in a black cocoon-like shroud.

  The fool was somewhat dazed, and as he looked around, his eyes fell upon a greasy-looking priest not far away, who was shaking a bell with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth while muttering to himself.

  Benzi was furious, and he put the cyan ink next to Zheng Xiaodao's side, raised his fist and pounced on him. The grassland shaman was using all his strength to cast a spell to attack, when suddenly he saw an 'iron tower carrying boxes' rushing towards him with a strange cry, his heart was bitter, but the magic in his hand couldn't be stopped... The shaman reacted quickly, shaking the bell while running away.

  When the dark witch's overwhelming attack was about to arrive, Liang Xin himself couldn't see it, but the seven insect marks on his chest suddenly came to life, rapidly roaming and shuttling.

  The jade essence in his body that had not been refined into his own use immediately transformed into seven routes, rolling and flowing under the leadership of the insect seal, operating tirelessly according to the star chart of the Big Dipper, firmly resisting the heavy pressure of the black wind!

  The black-robed wizard seemed to be weakening, and Liang Xin felt his own strength growing greater, while the pressure from the wizard's wind was getting smaller. The dense black air visibly lightened in color, changing from deep black to dark gray, then becoming transparent and clear. With a loud muffled sound, the wizard's wind exploded and dissipated into nothingness. Liang Xin let out an angry shout and chased after the stunned wizard along with Eleven.

  The wizard's spell was forced, the witch's bell cracked, but his legs were very light, and neither Liang Xin nor Dumb Child could catch up...

  Liang Xin didn't bother to entangle with him anymore, called out to the silly child, and the two of them each carried Qingmo and Zheng Xiaodao, ignoring Wu Shi, and continued to rush in the direction of Ku Yan Guan.

  Unexpectedly, the wizard, after being chased and fleeing in all directions, saw that his enemy had left but refused to give up, spreading his legs and chasing again.

  Liáng Xīn's face turned red with rage, his feet stomping non-stop, his eyes bulging round, he furiously scolded: "If you disturb me again I'll..."

  Before he could finish, Wu Shi spoke a string of barbarian words. Zheng Xiaodao, who had lived in Tongchuan for a long time, understood the barbarian language and let out a surprised "hmm" before translating to Liang Xin: "He wants you to return the Compassionate Bow..."

  Liang Xin was stunned for a moment, and soon understood that the Yangshou bow left to him by Qu Qing Shi might have some connection with the witch, but he still cursed in his mouth: "Get out!"

  The wizard continued to chant, Zheng Xiaodao translating non-stop.

  "He said you won't return the divine bow, the shamans on the grassland will rise up and come after you to kill you."

  "If the divine bow is not returned, the shaman will unite the seventeen great tribes and launch a bloody war to wash the Central Plains."

  "He won't leave until he gets his divine bow back..."

  "He's speaking nicely and begging us..."

  "He said that evil bow is useless once used and will die, it's not good to use, let's exchange it with other treasures..."

  Zheng Xiaodao was translating with a smile, when Wu Shi said something else, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately said to Liang Xin: "Wu Shi said that the girl's life is already broken, only by asking Da Siwu to take action, there is a possibility of survival!"

  Liáng Xīnměng occupied the footwork.

  Zheng Xiaodao continued: "The Great Shaman is the leader of the grassland shamans, with divine powers that reach heaven and earth. Only he can save the little girl. If we return the divine bow, he will take us to see his old man, but whether the Great Shaman is willing to lend a hand or not, he dare not guarantee."

  Zheng Xiaodao added, "It should be credible. I've also heard of the name Dashierwu, and the grassland people value their promises. Once they agree to something, they won't go back on it."

  Liang Xin didn't hesitate at all, stretched out his hand to untie the evil bow and handed it over to Wu Shi: "Take the lead!"

  The black-robed wizard's face lit up with joy as soon as he saw the evil bow, but he didn't take it. He said something and then waved his hand, indicating for them to follow him.

  Zheng Xiaodao smiled and said: "He said, wait until we get to Da Si Wu's place and then give him the evil bow, follow up!"

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  Qu Qing Shi's ancestors also unintentionally obtained this evil bow and did not know its true origin...

  Since ancient times, the more desolate and sparsely populated a place is, the more ghosts and evil spirits will be rampant. The grasslands are bleak, with yin energy prevailing over yang energy, often resulting in wandering souls wreaking havoc, possessing people's bodies, and causing harm to herdsmen.

  A wizard could not bear the suffering of the herders and cast a great spell to condense this bow, naming it 'Compassion'.

  This evil bow is not for killing people, but for saving them! Those who are possessed by evil spirits only need to draw the bow and shoot once, and the evil bow will take away the evil spirit's soul, and the patient can be revived.

  Otherwise, who would go and create a bow that kills itself with just one arrow?

  As for its power, the Evil Bow is not particularly formidable, but it is a meritorious instrument that holds an extremely high status among witches. However, over a thousand years ago, this Compassionate Bow was lost in the mortal realm and, through a series of coincidences, was picked up by the ancestors of the Qu family as a treasured heirloom.

  Not long ago, Liang Xin and Lang Ya were fighting desperately, using the evil bow. The cave of the black-robed wizard was nearby, and he felt the aura of the evil bow with a mix of shock and delight. However, at that moment, he was in a critical phase of his cultivation and couldn't move no matter how anxious he was.

  After the harvest, the black-robed wizard rushed over and finally caught up with Liang Xin and others. As a result, both sides had a fierce battle. What made the wizard incomprehensible was that, to say nothing of others, his own last Black Wind Spell was equivalent in power to a full-strength blow from a four-step Sea Sky Realm cultivator.

  Even if Liang Xin hadn't been injured, at his peak state he could only be considered a Three Steps Scholar... still without any divine abilities.

  Even if he had converted all the true essence of Jade Stone's Double Destruction into his own use, he would have barely stepped into the Four Steps Sea Sky Realm. How could he withstand the last blow from the Witch?

  The wizard was puzzled, but Liang Xin was even more perplexed than him...

  At this time, the witch turned her head, smiled slightly and said something else.

  "He said, the great shaman knows everything, we are willing to return the merciful bow, and we will be honored guests on the grassland. If there's anything unclear, just ask him then."

  Liang Xin let out a sigh, and his doubts about the method were secondary. What was most important was whether Da Si Wu would be willing and able to save Qu Qing Mo!