Free Web NovelChapter 591: Chapter 591: Purging the Strange (Part 2)
"Dao General, sir!"
Discovering Zhang Yuan’s true identity, the old man in plain clothes was so frightened that he immediately got up to kneel before him.
Zhang Yuan quickly supported him: "Old man, there’s no need for that."
The old man blinked, squeezing out two drops of murky tears: "We... we’ve been waiting all this time..."
His voice gradually fell, evidently recalling his own family members who had been harmed.
Zhang Yuan sighed: "I only found out now. Although I can’t save those who have passed away, I can still avenge them."
"Thank you, sir."
The old man wiped the tears from the corner of his eye and asked somewhat doubtfully: "Sir, are you here alone?"
Zhang Yuan smiled: "I’m enough alone."
In fact, when sweeping through and hunting down the deceitful monsters, it doesn’t necessarily require a large number of people, especially in such complex environments as deep forests and mountains.
Solo action for Zhang Yuan was actually better than leading a large group of people.
He wouldn’t be encumbered.
His gaze turned to the rolling mountains, and a hint of killing intent appeared in his eyes.
The old man sensed it and was suddenly horrified in his heart.
Swallowing his saliva, the old man carefully asked: "Sir, is there something small and old that can do for you?"
"It’s simple."
All Zhang Yuan wanted was those words from the other party: "Tell me everything you know about the deceitful monsters!"
That night, Zhang Yuan stayed at Elder Wang’s house.
He stayed in the room of Elder Wang’s son, who had gone missing three years ago while chopping wood in the mountains, leaving behind only half of a torn garment.
As there was no bloodstain on the clothing, it was inferred that he was harmed by deceitful monsters.
The room was very simple, with nothing but a shabby wooden bed.
Zhang Yuan didn’t mind and took out a cushion from his storage space, then sat down to cultivate his energy.
He practiced the "Primordial Celestial Spirit True Method."
Zhang Yuan’s attainment in this cultivation technique had already reached a very high level; though still far from breaking through to the Divine Realm, his Tier Six peak cultivation allowed him to deeply comprehend the essence of the "Primordial Celestial Spirit True Method."
So even though each cultivation session’s gain was minimal, the gradual accumulation was strengthening his foundation.
By the time of midnight, the oil lamp hanging by the windowsill had long gone out, and the lonely moonlight filtered through the crevices of the wooden window into the room.
Zhang Yuan sat motionless with eyes closed, like a solidified statue.
Suddenly, a furry yellow head appeared outside the window, staring intently at the cross-legged Zhang Yuan on the wooden bed, its eyes emitting a quiet green light, appearing extremely eerie.
The next moment, a long tail rose behind its head, deftly snaking around its neck and creeping into the room, releasing a faint yellow gas.
At this moment, Zhang Yuan’s eyes suddenly snapped open.
The sharp glint in his eyes, like a flash of lightning, instantly lit up the dim room.
The creature outside the window was startled, instinctively attempting to retract its head.
Unexpectedly, a streak of cold light pierced through the air, instantly piercing its head!
There was a thud as something fell to the ground outside.
Zhang Yuan chuckled coldly, rising to push open the door.
Only to see that lying on the ground outside the windowsill was a giant weasel!
In folklore, weasels are called "Yellow Immortals" and are believed to hold high spirituality, hence should not be harmed casually.
And if they live long enough, they become true Spirit Beasts.
If an ordinary person saw this weasel, they would probably be so frightened they would kneel down in worship.
But in Zhang Yuan’s eyes, this creature, several times the size of an ordinary weasel, exuded a sinister aura.
Though with a dagger stuck in its forehead, it had not died instantly, struggling to stand up like a human, showing Zhang Yuan a mysterious smile: "You’re doomed, my king will..."
It could speak human words!
However, Zhang Yuan did not allow it to finish speaking. The Taowu Saber at his waist abruptly left its sheath.
Swoosh!
A wolf’s head flew into the sky.
Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand, capturing the head mid-air.
Exorcize!
In the blink of an eye, the wolf’s head turned to ashes, scattering down.
Leaving only the dagger.
This dagger was taken by Zhang Yuan from an enemy. Its black, lightless appearance was exceptionally sinister, belonging to a very special Profound Weapon.
Zhang Yuan didn’t feed it to the Godslaying Saber, keeping it as a backup weapon.
He had tested the dagger’s power, merely cutting the skin was enough to cause a Tier Four expert to drop dead within a short time, extremely vicious and eerie.
But it seemed ineffective against deceitful monsters.
After putting the dagger back into the storage space, Zhang Yuan also exorcized the weasel’s corpse.
Unexpectedly, he gained over a thousand points of Source Material!
This time, Zhang Yuan left West Plain Dao City to hunt down deceitful monsters, not only due to Scholar Guan’s suggestion but also to gather Source Material — both slaying the deceitful and exorcising deceitful monsters could earn Source Material.
He invested all the newly acquired Source Material into the Divine Nest’s main body.
Currently, the Divine Nest’s main body had reached Level 6, and Zhang Yuan planned to evolve it to Level 7.
To add an empty nest room.
Unlike hosts, the Divine Nest’s main body could rise above Level 10 with adequate Source Material investment.
While hosts could reach a maximum of Level 9.
This information was actively transmitted to Zhang Yuan when the Divine Nest rose to Level 5.
After cleaning up the battlefield, Zhang Yuan glanced around, spotting a large black dog curled up at the corner of the courtyard wall.
The creature was trembling in fear, with a puddle of sparkling wetness on the ground; likely, it was scared by the weasel monster earlier and couldn’t even bark.
After recovering its composure and sensing Zhang Yuan’s gaze, it immediately wagged its tail and showed a pleasing expression.
What use are you!
Zhang Yuan shook his head and returned to his room.
He was inwardly puzzled, unable to comprehend how Elder Wang, all by himself with just an ordinary dog for company, had managed to survive until now.
Zhang Yuan hadn’t sensed any hint of deceitfulness from him.
This was somewhat perplexing!
But he didn’t dwell on it, as one couldn’t find logic with deceitful creatures, and any occurrence was normal.
Perhaps Elder Wang just had extraordinary luck.
Early the next morning, after breakfast, Zhang Yuan followed Elder Wang into the deep mountains.
The latter told him much about the deceitful creatures.
Some of it was personally witnessed by this village farmer, so its authenticity was undeniable.
Under his guidance, Zhang Yuan followed a weed-laden path to halfway up the mountain.
A dilapidated Mountain God Temple appeared before him.
The temple was not large, and due to a lack of maintenance, it had mostly collapsed, with grass and trees growing inside.
And many cobwebs.
The statue, which was supposed to protect the mountain folk, lay shattered on the ground, broken into pieces.
It looked particularly desolate.
