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Chapter 1869: Chapter 1869: Lost Wilderness (26)

Chuzheng looked for nearly a minute, then averted her gaze, moving the light source in the process.

Xin Zhu, hidden in the dark, relaxed completely.

"Are you tired? Do you need to rest before continuing?" Chuzheng asked nonchalantly, her tone unchanged from before.

As if nothing had just happened...

Xin Zhu stopped his chaotic thoughts: "I’m not tired, let’s keep going."

Chuzheng nodded straightforwardly: "Okay."

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They walked for an unknown amount of time before Chuzheng finally saw a glimmer of light.

The light was weak, but as they approached, it gradually grew stronger.

"Stay close to me."

Xin Zhu responded ambiguously.

Chuzheng passed through the light, and the moment her vision cleared, she found herself standing in a picturesque village.

"Xin Zhu?"

Chuzheng immediately looked to her side, her hands empty, and no sign of Xin Zhu beside her.

Illusion Realm? Hallucination? Or something else entirely?

Chuzheng quickly calmed down and began examining the village before her. The buildings were simple, just shelters built from wood.

People were moving around, clad in animal hides, completely unaware of her presence.

Chuzheng walked into the village and saw some things similar to those on the stone carvings in the stone chamber.

Is this the Xia Yi Clan?

Just then, a group of people exited a shelter.

"Are they really going to execute him?"

"He violated tribal rules and offended the deities. He must be executed."

"Alas..."

"Inform everyone."

The villagers quickly headed in one direction, and Chuzheng hesitated for only a moment before following. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Everyone gathered at the center of the village, a man and a woman bound and kneeling in the middle.

The woman’s attire differed from the others, made of tailored fabric.

The man, however, was dressed like the others.

"To bring an outsider in and dare to offend the deities, isn’t that courting death?"

"I said back then, this boy would get into trouble."

"Keep your voice down, everyone is watching."

The crowd whispered among themselves but gradually fell silent.

They intended to execute these two, because the man had brought an outsider in without permission and offended the so-called deities.

Chuzheng watched as everyone knelt, assuming a posture she had seen on the stone carvings, circling around the people in the middle.

Each person looked devout.

As if those two in the middle were the deities they spoke of.

"Let her go, this is my doing, let her go!" the man shouted loudly.

"If he’s to die, we’ll die together." The woman’s expression was resolute.

"No..."

The man and woman were staging a drama of undying love and farewell, yet none of the crowd responded, focused solely on their worship.

"Invoke the deities!"

With this loud shout, Chuzheng saw the man’s face turn ashen.

Then...

The face suddenly turned into Xin Zhu’s.

His gaze snapped towards her, panic and despair on his face: "Save me."

Chuzheng: "..."

What kind of evil demons is this!

Even a face-changing act?!

Would Xin Zhu, with his character, so easily ask her for help?

Do they take me for a fool!

Chuzheng watched indifferently; she was curious to see how these deities would be invoked.

’Xin Zhu’ saw Chuzheng unmoved, his expression even more desperate: "Didn’t you say you’d protect me?"

"You’re already planning to be with someone else; why should I protect you? I won’t wear this green hat." Chuzheng suddenly retorted.

’Xin Zhu’ shook his head: "I don’t know what’s going on; you have to believe me."

I don’t believe you at all.

Chuzheng stopped responding, unmoved by anything ’Xin Zhu’ said.

’Xin Zhu’ suddenly changed his expression, grinning malevolently: "If you don’t save me, you’ll regret it, you’ll regret it."

You! Will! Regret! It!

Those words echoed like demonic whispers in her ears.

Regret what exactly?

Isn’t this an Illusion Realm?

Chuzheng stared expressionlessly at the grinning ’Xin Zhu,’ out of the corner of her eye, something was falling from above, gleaming coldly.

In the glow of that cold light, ’Xin Zhu’ laughed more wantonly, and Chuzheng suddenly felt a strange sense of unease.

Under ’Xin Zhu’s’ grinning visage, Chuzheng caught a glimpse of the real Xin Zhu.

No!

Chuzheng cursed inwardly and rushed over.

The falling object was a beam of light, and Chuzheng reached Xin Zhu almost simultaneously.

She protected Xin Zhu, Yin Xian creating a Space to shield against the beams of light.

"See, I told you, you’ll regret it." The voice whispered once more in her ear, taunting and eerily persuasive.

Chuzheng glanced at the unconscious Xin Zhu she had shielded.

She could feel Xin Zhu’s warmth.

She could clearly feel that this was indeed her Good Person Card.

A sinister darkness filled Chuzheng’s eyes.

Originally, she thought this was a mere hallucination, that it would follow the cliché of using someone familiar to her as bait.

A Good Person Card would be the ideal choice.

But she never expected that Xin Zhu was indeed real.

The first wave of beams hadn’t hit her, and was now dissipating.

Chuzheng looked outside and saw that those who couldn’t see her before now seemingly could.

Every one of their eyes held an eerie light.

Eyes that seemed frozen in death stared at her unyieldingly.

That kind of gaze, with an unsettling chill, was both eerie and horrifying.

"Those who offend the deities, die!"

"Those who offend the deities, die!"

"Those who offend the deities, die!"

They chanted in unison, their voices eerily resounding, each word searing itself into the mind.

What the hell is this?

Chuzheng was not inclined to engage them, planning to wake Xin Zhu first.

"Xin Zhu, wake up."

"Xin Zhu, can you hear me?"

"Xin Zhu?"

Chuzheng called out over a dozen times, and only then did Xin Zhu slowly regain consciousness, looking around in confusion: "Chu... where is this?"

"I don’t know." Chuzheng helped him up: "How do you feel? Any discomfort?"

Xin Zhu frowned, raising a hand to rub his forehead: "Headache... that voice... I heard it again."

That voice?

Chuzheng hadn’t heard any voice.

They needed to find a way to leave this cursed place first.

Chuzheng’s gaze fixed on the surrounding villagers outside. Shouldn’t killing them solve the situation?

Chuzheng believed this idea was perfectly reasonable.

She immediately supported Xin Zhu to stand, her wrist turning slightly, and the Yin Xian descended from her wrist, silver light flashing as it swiftly darted towards the nearest villager.

The moment the Yin Xian entangled the villager, the person turned to dust, vanishing on the spot.

Then the second, third...

Soon a dozen villagers disappeared, leaving a gap.

However, just then, the villagers that had vanished quickly filled the gap again.

The same people, the same expressions, the same positions...

"..." They even do this?

Chuzheng waved her hand, this time erasing an entire area, the swirling dust falling like snowflakes.