Chapter 92 |
Because of this, the rewards for missions were few and far between. To go meant the greatest harvest. Therefore, the mission at Spider Mountain, even if it was only a simple garrison duty, was far more rewarding than at Blackbone Mountain.
Ten years was nothing. It was still better than staying inside the sect gate and losing one’s life.
Besides, he had passed through Jade Night Province twice already. It was not unfamiliar.
The journey was only about two months. With plenty of cultivation resources in hand, and no shortage of secret techniques or arts, it was a good place to go.
Making his decision quickly, a smile appeared on Wang Yu’s face.
“I’ll take it. Many thanks, Senior Brother Situ, for running around on my behalf. I will surely repay this favor in the future.”
Situ Hong, hearing this, stared at him for a while before slowly nodding. “Junior Brother Wang, I will not speak empty words. Although you were born as a Spirit Slave and your aptitude is problematic, you still have some hope of breaking through to Foundation Establishment in the future.
After all, I am not much better myself. The Peach Blossom Ghost Mother... success lies with her, failure also lies with her. Ah.”
He suddenly sighed, as if wanting to say something more, but in the end held back. Now was clearly not the time.
Situ Hong took out the mission scroll, let Wang Yu mark it with his disciple token, and then left with heavy thoughts.
Wang Yu could guess some of his intentions, though it was hard to say in words. He did not understand what kind of potential Situ Hong saw in him. The Peach Blossom Ghost Mother... that was a Core Formation stage cultivator.
Forget it. Thinking more was useless.
A debt of favor is hard to repay. If he were shameless, he could break his word. But in this great dye vat of the demonic path, he was already drifting toward bloodlust and brutality.
His temperament had long since undergone an earth-shaking change compared to when he was the young master of the Wang clan in Stone Lake City.
If one had no principles or bottom line in their heart, one would sooner or later go mad.
“Ah...”
The mission at Spider Mountain was set to depart one month later. At that time, they would gather at the plaza of the main halls. Aside from fellow disciples of Five Yin Peak, there would also be a group from Cold Blood Peak.
This was a large-scale mission. The number of participants was even greater than at Blackbone Mountain, estimated to be between six hundred and one thousand people, with two Foundation Establishment cultivators as leaders.
During the waiting period, Wang Yu began gathering information about the mission. Who the Foundation Establishment leaders were, their personalities, which True Disciples they served under, and so on.
He also showed himself at the Evil God Market, so that True Disciple Su would not fail to find him and misunderstand.
In this way, only half a month passed.
Then a piece of news nearly made Wang Yu jump. Rumor spread that at the Cold Blood Peak True Disciple Wei Zhong’s cave abode, there was a great commotion today. Dozens of sound-transmission talismans flew out, saying that he would emerge in one month.
This news alone caused quite a stir, but it was not enough to make Wang Yu so alarmed. After all, he would already be leaving for Spider Mountain by then.
The problem was the other rumor. Word spread that a Cold Blood Peak Core Formation cultivator had fallen at the “Waterfall Mountain Wei Clan.”
Some even claimed to have seen with their own eyes five Foundation Establishment elders of the Wei Clan set up a formation and trap, killing that Cold Blood Peak Core Formation cultivator.
The story was told with vivid detail and quickly spread throughout the entire Blood Reversal Sect. There was certainly a hidden hand behind this.
The Waterfall Mountain Wei Clan was Wei Zhong’s family.
Combining the situation, Wang Yu almost immediately judged that it was the work of True Disciple Su.
It matched the vicious scheme he had first imagined. To deliberately slander Wei Zhong’s clan and force him to turn traitor. Only, he had not expected True Disciple Su to be willing to go so far, even sacrificing a Core Formation cultivator.
Of course, it was also possible that it had been done by some Core Formation elder who had grievances with him. The waters were too deep to say for sure.
Once such a thing happened, it meant Wei Zhong and True Disciple Su had completely become mortal enemies, a feud of life and death.
The next stage would be a contest of background. In theory, True Disciple Su’s background far surpassed Wei Zhong’s, but in the struggle for True Inheritor, it was Wei Zhong who won. This was an undeniable fact.
As for how things would develop, Wang Yu could not make any judgment, but he… could not participate at all.
A few days later, as the rumors spread, the Law Enforcement Main Pavilion of the various palaces and marketplaces had no choice but to step forward. They issued a statement saying that they would dispatch an elite team to investigate the Wei Clan of Waterfall Mountain.
The problem was that Wei Zhong had not yet left seclusion. This meant that the Wei Clan of Waterfall Mountain had no way to move its greatest pillar of support. If that team from the Law Enforcement Main Pavilion were to die at Waterfall Mountain, it would truly be like yellow mud falling into the crotch of one’s pants. Even if it was not feces, it would still be treated as feces.
In such a case, Wei Zhong would fall into a great disadvantage.
True Disciple Su was taking a dangerous gamble. If he succeeded, the gains would also be immense.
But do not forget: this was the Demonic Path.
As long as Wei Zhong cut ties quickly enough, he would still be the foremost True Disciple of Cold Blood Peak. Once he finished receiving the Nascent Soul inheritance, he could turn back and retaliate…
Tsk tsk. Just thinking about it made Wang Yu want to pack his things and flee.
“This might be for the best. The harsher the methods used by that Su fellow, the more hatred he will attract. Wei Zhong should not bother with a small figure like me.”
“But what about the other eight True Disciple? Why have none of them made a move at all?”
Wang Yu was weighed down with worries. He often urged Situ Hong to depart as soon as possible for Spider Mountain.
There were too many rumors circulating within the sect, each sounding more frightening than the last. He really could not stay any longer.
Fortunately, half a month later, in the ninth year and ninth month of Wang Yu’s outer sect career, the grand team finally assembled. There were eight hundred people in total, with half from Five Yin Peak and half from Cold Blood Peak.
From the side of Five Yin Peak, the leader was a fourth-layer Qi Refining cultivator. Wang Yu did not know him, but Situ Hong had also joined the mission and nodded to Wang Yu from afar.
On the side of Cold Blood Peak, the leader was a young woman wearing a veil. Her cultivation should be in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, seemingly having just broken through not long ago, her aura still unstable.
Upon seeing this, Wang Yu could not help but frown.
According to the information he had gathered, the leader from Cold Blood Peak should have been a male Foundation Establishment cultivator named Chen Yuan. But the person had unexpectedly been replaced at the last moment.
Before he could think too much, a massive spirit boat unfolded before them, and a cold voice rang out by his ear.
“Board the ship. We depart.”
It was a land-traveling spirit vessel.
This item was different from Gu Zhengshun’s bone boat last time. This was a genuine large-scale magical artifact, ranked as a third-rank low-grade treasure. The hull was more than a hundred meters long, and at the stern there was even a small palace.
On both sides of the ship’s railings were two pairs of enormous azure-gold wings. Wind attribute spirit patterns were carved across them, combining practicality with beauty.
There were also small pavilions and an open-air structure resembling a stargazing platform, clearly the place used to control the vessel, offering an excellent view.
This vessel could easily hold eight hundred people. Beneath the deck were two additional cabin levels, which served as temporary living quarters. It could house two thousand people, and if squeezed, even three thousand.
To go out on a simple mission and unexpectedly ride on a third-rank large-scale magical artifact truly broadened Wang Yu’s horizons.
In truth, it was not only him. Others were also astonished by the luxuriousness of the item. It was clearly their first time seeing such a thing.
Even the Foundation Establishment cultivator from Five Yin Peak exclaimed in amazement again and again. His attitude toward the veiled young woman became far more respectful, not merely because of the gap in cultivation.
It seemed that her identity was not simple.
Could she also be leaving the sect to avoid disaster? This sudden thought flashed across Wang Yu’s mind.
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