Free Web NovelChapter 1267: Chapter 965: Level Ten Homestead, Complete!
After pondering for a moment and just about to send a message, Mist Dragon’s earnest warnings echoed in his ears again.
Lord Jiang is undoubtedly a reliable orthodox cultivator. Knowing about the evil cultivators, he would definitely do his best to assist.
The problem is, the word evil cultivator isn’t written on their faces.
The aura surrounding these tribulation-crossing guys is able to deceive even the Heavenly Dao Laws. There are fifty or sixty of them, and if he can’t prove the identity of the Leisure Sect as evil cultivators, wouldn’t it be causing trouble for himself?
Before, he was only considering how to wipe them out in one fell swoop and forgot about proving it. He could see through it at a glance with his system’s grand identification technique, but even if Lord Jiang’s cultivation was high, without assistance, he couldn’t see it.
"Forget it, I’ll just handle it myself. I’ll act covertly and catch as many as I can. Taking this place as a base and coming to harvest a wave every few days isn’t bad either." Jiang Yuan ultimately gave up calling for help, after all, it involved the secret of him carrying the Soul-Devouring Demon Skill, and being low-key was more prudent.
As for the evil cultivators jumping around right under the Lord’s nose, it probably wasn’t the first case. The Demon Realm Alliance had been infiltrated internally, and even the Heavenly Dao Laws had been clouded and deceived, so what was impossible?
As he was thinking about this, He Xun’s hearty laughter came from the sky, "Fellow Daoist, why are you standing there in a daze? I’ve successfully crossed the tribulation and advanced my realm, you should go too!
The light gate of this Holy Land has a time limit. If you haven’t completed your tribulation by then, you’ll have to wait for a few days on Immortal Peak until it opens next time to leave. The place is empty and has nothing, and a wait of five days will delay important matters, won’t it?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan’s eyes brightened, oh? If the gate opens but he can’t exit, he’s just stuck inside, isn’t that wonderful!
"Pardon my astonishment, Senior. I arrived early but was overwhelmed by the sight in front of me. By the time I came to my senses, fellow Daoists had already started crossing tribulations. The thunderous momentum was so intimidating that being late by a step meant I didn’t dare to find a suitable place for tribulation."
While making excuses, his scan of the surroundings revealed no one else, so he eagerly approached, "Congratulations, Senior, on your successful advancement, what a joyous occasion!"
He Xun was thrilled, laughing loudly, "You are too cautious! I dared to rush in headfirst the first time, and wasn’t I fine?
Go quickly, there’s still time. Tribulation crossing varies in order and speed. Even though there are so many people, it will take some time for everyone to complete theirs. The Sect Leader wisely set this light gate’s opening time, so generally no one will stay. Once you finish your tribulation successfully, we’ll celebrate over drinks!"
"Since time is of the essence, I won’t delay anymore." Hearing this, Jiang Yuan became even more confident, taking them down one by one, how wonderful is that?
With that, he moved, and the other thought he was heading for tribulation, unaware, until they brushed shoulders and realized he was coming for him!
"You..." The exclamation stopped abruptly as the spiritual power and vitality of He Xun, whose realm was still unstable after advancing, were forcibly torn away amidst the thunder.
Without hesitation, Jiang Yuan clicked to use the Soul-Devouring Demon Skill, draining the opponent to near death, and immediately threw him into the Flame Sea dungeon.
The entire process took less than a minute, and after the clean and swift end, there was only him standing on the vast law square, waiting for the next prey to walk into his net.
"Jiang is indeed a diligent person; has he uprooted the Leisure Sect’s lair?" The old lecturer saw droves of evil cultivators falling from the heavens, pondering, and signaled his subordinates to bring the newcomer over, as he intended to ask about the situation himself.
He Xun was in a state of bewilderment, and when dragged in front of the lecturer, he realized he had been deceived. But how did the opponent do it? Wasn’t teleportation forbidden in the Holy Land?
"What’s your surname and name, state it."
His shoulders were restrained, and He Xun had to exert effort to lift his head to see the elder sitting above him, but felt something was amiss about him.
Beneath the eaves, bending was unavoidable, and he reluctantly answered in a muffled voice, "My name is He Xun, ’He’ as in congratulations and ’Xun’ as in follow. May I ask, esteemed elder, what is this place, and who are you?"
"How dare you speak to the Elder Immortal like that, are you looking for a beating!" Two subordinates immediately shouted and kicked him twice for good measure.
He Xun, already weak from losing spiritual power and lifespan, couldn’t withstand the heat and beatings, and collapsed to the ground with weak legs.
Only then did he believe this was reality and not being dragged into an Illusion Realm.
Once polluted into strangeness, after a dual blow to the mind and body, He Xun’s disposition changed quickly. He promptly sold out the connections over there to accumulate merit here.
"It seems he’s too busy to conduct interrogations, missing such important messages is just another opportunity for me to earn credit for nothing, hahaha!" The old lecturer recorded the information confessed by the other as he laughed heartily, unable to close his mouth.
No one knew exactly what divine means Jiang had, but as long as he used pen and paper to jot down what needed to be conveyed, without reaching the Flame Sea, Jiang could know the content on the paper.
This method of transmitting critical intelligence is both convenient and swift.
And Jiang, being generous with his actions, once he got useful information, there was never a shortage of exquisite delicacies and fruits, seen and unseen, for rewards. With such abundant supply of resources, the old lecturer could accurately manage the entire strange team.
As for how Jiang Yuan knew, it was quite simple — the system always emphasized "leaving a trace of work." All occurrences in the dungeon were documented, and as long as one wasn’t bothered with going through historical records, he could even check how many meals the strangeness ate per day.
