Free Web NovelChapter 401: Chapter 384: Seeing a Ghost
"Sister Ling Fei, I think people only improve if they constantly remind themselves of things. I wrote this myself. Don’t you think it’s cool? What do you two think?"
Lin Jinghao enthusiastically presented it to Hua Jianyu and Ji Rushan.
"Ahem, when’s the boss getting here?" Ji Rushan let out a dry cough. He was getting tired of the kid’s constant theatrics.
The "boss" he mentioned was the dean. When students from the various academies went on missions with him, that was the term they all used.
"The boss can’t make it. There was an internal meeting. It seems there’s some opposition to the Star Alliance getting involved in matters like this. Your Sects have already been notified. They’ll be sending people over."
Ling Fei said calmly.
"You’re kidding! This is no fun at all!"
"I was looking forward to having some fun... Ugh, this is agonizing!"
Ji Rushan and Hua Jianyu wailed in unison. To be honest, life at the Cultivation Academy was much freer. For cultivators of their level, there were far fewer restrictions than in their home Sects. If they were with Lv Yuantian, they could do whatever they pleased. But with elders from their own Sects, they would have to be on their best behavior.
Lin Jinghao hurriedly put his fan away. "Why didn’t you say so earlier!"
"If I’d told you earlier, would you have even come?"
Ling Fei rolled her eyes at Lin Jinghao. Goodman Lin was speechless. ’Now I’m screwed.’
"Alright, let’s disperse for now. Go get a feel for the situation, and while you’re at it, see who our competition is."
The Great Perfection masters were only responsible for opening the passage; they were the ones who would actually be going inside. In a godforsaken place like that, having a team was definitely much better than going it alone.
In truth, the allure of the Dragon Cave was immense even for top-tier masters. Unfortunately, the intense Dragon Slayer energy within it was simply too ferocious. Both the overly powerful and the overly weak were barred from entry.
At this moment, Bu Qingyun and Yi Fan of the Cyan Cloud Sect were also drinking heartily in a tavern, but it wasn’t just the two of them.
"Let me make some introductions. This is Meii Youqing and Chen Zhuhua, two experts from the Qingyang Daoist Sect," Yi Fan said.
Meii Youqing offered an elegant greeting, her eyes holding a hazy sort of gentleness.
Chen Zhuhua, on the other hand, was a bit arrogant, but with the Qingyang Daoist Sect ranked fifteenth, she could only suppress her pride and act reserved.
"Ye Haitian, Evil Intent Sect."
Ye Haitian smiled faintly, looking at Meii Youqing with great interest. This made Chen Zhuhua a little displeased, but she didn’t act on it.
The Evil Intent Sect was ranked ninth in the Star Alliance. Although a Sect’s ranking wasn’t absolute, it still served as a calling card for these disciples of famous sects as they traveled the Small Thousand Realm.
"A lot of people have come this time, and the Dragon Cave is filled with death traps at every step. If we team up, our chances will be much better. What do the three of you think?"
"Working with the Cyan Cloud Sect is no problem, of course. We trust you, but..." Chen Zhuhua glanced at Ye Haitian.
Bu Qingyun smiled faintly. "Although Junior Brother Yi and I aren’t very familiar with Brother Ye, we’ve interacted a few times and trust him. We’ll go in together with a united effort. As for what happens inside, that will depend on our individual fortunes. The one thing the Dragon Tomb doesn’t lack is treasure. The real question is whether you have the life to carry it out."
"I’m pretty easygoing. I’m mainly here to broaden my horizons. You probably don’t know yet, but Lin Jinghao of the No Illusion Demon Sect is here. With him are Ling Fei of the Flower Fairy Sect, Hua Jianyu of the Cloud Dragon Sect, and Ji Rushan of the Celestial Rainbow Sect."
Ye Haitian shrugged and said nonchalantly.
The other four were stunned. They hadn’t expected those four to be together. The competition would be immense; almost no one could contend with them.
"The Dragon Tomb is vast; it all comes down to luck. Besides, Lin Jinghao and Ling Fei just have big reputations. We’ll have to see if they can walk the walk," said Chen Zhuhua.
"Of course. When you test them out, Brother Chen, make sure you let me get a look."
"You!" Chen Zhuhua’s face flushed with anger.
"Alright, let’s stop bickering. This is for the best, anyway. At least we’ll get to see the Holy Statue make a move."
Bu Qingyun said with a smile.
"Exactly. I have to listen to the old men from the Sect drone on about it every day until my ears are about to fall off. I want to see for myself if the Holy Statue is truly worthy of the title."
Although the Ten Great Sects had their rankings, that didn’t necessarily represent the strength of the younger generation. Anyone could have a chance, and no one here was willing to concede.
This was human nature. They would show off their Sect’s ranking in front of people weaker than them but would doubt those ranked higher.
These prodigies didn’t need to worry about other matters. All they needed to do was try their utmost to obtain fortunate encounters.
But Master Wang’s current headache was how to get his hands on a decent sword. Admittedly, there was some good stuff at the market. Some people were just there to try their luck, but others were looking for serious trades. Anyone who dared to venture into the Dragon Cave was no pushover.
The items were good, but Wang Meng was broke. And as for Master Wang, even with his thick skin, he was too embarrassed to ask Mo Chen. The most crucial part was that Old Mo himself had vanished, who knows where.
’He’s probably run into some old friends here.’
Nine times out of ten, life doesn’t go your way. And sure enough, speaking of enemies on a narrow path, Wang Meng spotted Zheng Dasheng again. Zheng Dasheng was sizing up a vendor peddling Immortal Grass.
Wang Meng’s gaze merely swept over him, but Zheng Dasheng reacted instantly. The moment Zheng Dasheng saw Wang Meng, he jumped in fright.
’Am I seeing a ghost in broad daylight??’
He was sure he had killed Wang Meng. Even though the sandstorm had prevented him from taking the head as proof, still...
In just a blink, Wang Meng had disappeared. Zheng Dasheng immediately gave chase. The Extreme Dao Alliance had strict rules; the list of those executed had to be reported. And in the Extreme Dao Alliance’s records, Wang Meng was already a Deadman. If it were discovered that Wang Meng was still alive, even someone of his status as a Protector would be in huge trouble.
In just a few breaths, Zheng Dasheng caught Wang Meng’s trail. ’If Mingren finds out about this, he’ll definitely use it against me. That kid looks all smiles and easygoing, but damn it, he’s every bit as ruthless as I am.’
Zheng Dasheng chased after him. ’Kid, you’ve just got bad luck. If you’d just stayed hidden, you could have lived out most of your life in peace. But no, you had to come looking for death.’
Now that he knew Wang Meng was alive, Zheng Dasheng would hunt him to the ends of the earth to kill him. If the Extreme Dao Alliance found out, he would be the one getting killed as well.
Once he focused, Zheng Dasheng could lock onto Wang Meng’s aura. But unfortunately, this wasn’t the Five Elements Desert Space; it was the Thousand Dragons Undying City. And as luck would have it, the city was crowded with people—and experts.
Wang Meng suddenly bellowed, "Zheng Dasheng, you little bastard! Keep chasing Grandpa, and I’ll start spilling some secrets!"
Zheng Dasheng was shocked, and his figure paused. Wang Meng weaved through the crowd. If that kid really started shouting nonsense, his fate would be far worse than just a death sentence.
Seeing Zheng Dasheng halt his pursuit, Wang Meng breathed a silent sigh of relief but didn’t dare to linger.
THUMP...
"Hey, don’t you have eyes in your head!"
No longer sensing Zheng Dasheng’s aura, Wang Meng breathed a sigh of relief. "It’s you."
"You poor punk! How is it you again? Are you trying to run me over?!"
Wang Meng was helpless. He really didn’t want to get tangled up with a woman. Suddenly, the other person sprang up and instantly started undoing her clothes. Wang Meng broke out in a cold sweat. ’Don’t tell me she’s planning to...’ (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
