Chapter 68: Shadow

  The great play of Longtai Xianxing has yet to be performed, but a faintly discernible bloody aura is gradually beginning to envelop the entire cultivation world.

  Within half a month, many people died in various places of Zhongtu.

  Death is normal, the Middle-earth is vast and boundless, every day thousands of people die, not to mention 10,000 or 8,000, it's nothing to be surprised about. It's just that the identities of the dead are a bit special, all of them are cultivators, all died unjustly, and the way they died is also strange and tight.

  One sword seals the throat, both body and spirit are destroyed.

  Kill decisively, die also decisively.

  It's just this kind of death, but it's the most taboo in the cultivation world. If you say being killed by someone, leaving a soul can still go to reincarnation, no matter how many times you've been reincarnated, if there's an opportunity, there will always be a chance to rise again. However, this destruction of both body and spirit is death itself, with the soul dispersing, leaving not even a single thread or grain of opportunity.

  This kind of death not only triggered the anger of the deceased's loved ones, but also made several major cultivation sects smell a bit of blood.

  Practitioners were killed in a targeted manner, this is not an ordinary thing, but it has happened.

  As for who the murderer is, there's no need to think about it, it's one of three possibilities: a monster, a demon or an enemy.

  Considering that the more than ten people who died this time were all cultivators, but they had no special relationship with each other. The cultivation of these cultivators was not very high, and they were just small sects or scattered cultivators who had just cultivated their primordial spirits. They didn't have a strong backing or background, so it's unlikely that they would provoke an enemy who could destroy their primordial spirits. This leaves only the first two possibilities.

  Yao entity and magic path.

  When it comes to this demon and the demonic path, it's actually quite pitiful. This demon is also known as a monster or a spirit, and three thousand years ago, it was already defeated by the cultivation world. At that time, the distinction between the demonic path and the righteous path among cultivators wasn't very clear yet. Everyone joined forces to defeat this demon, beating it until it was left with nothing but its life. As a result, even now, spiritual creatures find it difficult to become demons. Even if one or two manage to do so, they can't amount to anything. If they don't cause trouble, that's fine, but once they do, their whereabouts will be exposed, and in nine out of ten cases, they'll be exterminated. It's just like the white python that Kong Zhen and Fang Yue'er encountered.

  The ending of the demonic path is not much better than that of the demon, and it's just a matter of leaving some people struggling to survive. Small fights are still possible, but wanting to make something big happen is also impossible.

  The Orthodox does not fear their troubles, whether it is a demon or an evil path. When they make trouble, they give the Orthodox practitioners the opportunity to accumulate external merits.

  Nowadays, all the major sects are focused on the Xianxu Conference, but they don't pay much attention to this matter.

  The Dragon Platform Immortal Apricot Assembly occurs only once every hundred years. Even for cultivators, it's an event that can't be experienced many times in a lifetime. The deaths of a few insignificant cultivators are none of my concern!

  This is what all practitioners think in their hearts.

  Including Kong Zhan, no one has really taken this matter to heart. The thoughts flashing in their minds are all about waiting for the Xian Xiang meeting to end before investigating this matter.

  "After all, these righteous people are the most selfish!" The tone of the words was filled with a hint of complacency and satisfaction. "So, as long as we don't overdo it and keep a low profile, no one will come to bother us. The Xianxia Conference is still a month away, and the conference itself will take half a month. Plus, there are some things to do after the conference... all in all, we have two months' time, which is more than enough!" When he said "more than enough", the sense of satisfaction in his tone was really unbearable.

  "Teacher Wen Bo!" A slightly elegant voice rang out.

  In this ordinary small courtyard about three thousand miles away from Mount Emei, under the dim light, eight or nine people gathered together, seemingly brewing something.

  A gentle voice came from a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old, "Master Wen, this time we are still relatively smooth, but will there be any aftermath of the matter of Luo Fu?!"

  "Luofu?!" Wen Shifu Bo was a forty-year-old middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, but there was always some subtle evil aura emanating from his gestures. After hearing the woman's words, he was slightly stunned for a moment before smiling and saying, "It doesn't matter, although we failed in Luofu, it won't affect our plan. After Luofu stabilizes internally, their attention will definitely be focused on the Xianxu Conference. If they want to take action, they'll have to wait until two months later. By then, our goal will have been achieved, and they won't be able to investigate any leads!"

  The voice had barely fallen when a burst of eerie laughter suddenly rang out, "What if they investigate now? The one million spirits needed for the Soul Devouring Banner have been gathered, although it's not fully refined, but it's more than enough to deal with those who come to investigate. I don't mind killing a few more righteous cultivators, ahahahaha..." Another burst of eerie laughter followed.

  A middle-aged man with the surname Wen had a bitter smile on his face, "As Elder Yu said, we are indeed not afraid. However, apart from this Soul-Devouring Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, our goal is also that sacred apricot. The sacred apricot is a matter of great importance, and the respected master he is determined to get it!"

  "You may not be to my liking, but since you're in charge this time, I'll cooperate. I don't know about other things, but I do understand the rules of the Demon Gate, so, little mosquito, there's no need for you to use the respected master to pressure me!"

  The middle-aged man with the surname Wen smiled wryly and said, "In that case, let's talk about the plan below!" As he spoke, he glanced around at the people nearby, and the awkward expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a calm and peaceful look.

  "There are only two ways to get the Xian Xing, one is to go to Emei Sect to steal or rob. Although this Xian Xing bears fruit only once every hundred years, over the years, Emei has gained so many benefits, it's impossible that they don't have any stock!

  He paused for a moment, "But if it were that easy to get, Emei Sect wouldn't be standing tall for thousands of years like now. And it's not like no one has tried before. So the first method is not feasible. In this case, we only have the second way left, which is to participate in the Longtai Xian Xing Conference. Fortunately, this time our respected master only needs one Xian Xing, otherwise, we would have had to wait!"

  "We don't have to snatch the Immortal Apricot from the Emei Sect, we can snatch it from other sects! We don't have to compete with those five major sects, there are also five smaller sects that obtained the Immortal Apricot!"

  The middle-aged man raised his eyes and looked at the purple-clothed young man who asked the question, "We only need one Xian Xing, we don't need to make unnecessary branches for unnecessary things. Xian Xing is a good thing, but if it's just for this dead object that will startle the snake, it's not worth it. And if you ask such questions that can stir up my greed and make my head hot again, I'll kick you out!"