Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 326 - 302 Probing, Part 2

"It’s fine to come personally. With my strength, I can protect myself, and in terms of perception, I am more suitable. This way, I can discover clues about the Rebel Sect to the greatest extent.

The area is surrounded by forests on all sides; they are very likely observing from afar from time to time. As long as we can catch one, we can open a breakthrough." Hui Jue replied.

"That’s true." Kongding nodded.

"Let’s go back today, then. After preparing the supplies, I will come here to cultivate in seclusion and wait." Hui Jue stepped out of the wooden house and said softly.

"Okay."

The two quickly took a tour of each wooden house, indeed finding no useful clues, and then swiftly returned to Wanghai Temple.

In the following days, Hui Jue came here every late night, slowly inspecting every place.

To his surprise, it was indeed cleaned very thoroughly here.

Very few traces were left behind, if it were someone else, perhaps they would completely lose the direction in finding clues.

But unfortunately.... they encountered him.

Creaaak.

With a light sound, Hui Jue once again pushed open a wooden pavilion door.

The door lock was shattered by his palm strength, hanging on the door frame.

As soon as the door opened, a faint elegance fragrance drifted out.

"Hmm?" Hui Jue’s eyes lit up, he looked carefully inside.

Moonlight streamed through the window, falling on the table, becoming the only source of light.

Inside the room, there was a wooden bed, a makeup table, a wardrobe, along with a wash basin and a bucket placed in the corner.

Hui Jue sniffed while walking to the makeup table, bent down, and sniffed each item one by one.

"Not this scent...."

He then opened the wardrobe, filled with the smell of camphor.

Then came the desk, also without much residual scent.

Finally, the wash basin.

Hui Jue stretched out his index finger from the edge of the wash basin, rubbed it.

Then brought it to his nose and sniffed.

Suddenly, a scent much stronger than what he smelled a moment ago poured into his nostrils.

"This fragrance is not the kind sold in the general perfume shops.

It’s either a very rare incense or the natural body fragrance of someone...."

He was elated in his heart, after such a long investigation, there was finally a clue.

Next, as long as he found the user of this scent, the range could be significantly narrowed down.

Only, in his mind, he seemed to have some impression, like he had smelled this scent somewhere before.

With his memory, he would never be wrong.

Since there’s an impression, he must have really encountered it somewhere.

"Where? Where did I smell this scent??" He closed his eyes, thinking carefully. Constantly digging into the depths of his memory.

"Where exactly was it...?"

His fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the table.

Suddenly, an image flashed like lightning across his mind.

Hui Jue’s heart sharply contracted. His whole body’s blood rapidly circulated.

When he first met the Great Dao Teaching’s Daoist Zhang Ying, the faint scent wafting from him....

Wasn’t it this scent!?

Although that scent was very faint, because it resembled a certain kind of women’s fragrance, with a stark contrast to Daoist Zhang Ying’s figure, Hui Jue immediately remembered it.

"Could it be.... the Rebel Sect is backed by him!?"

Hui Jue unconsciously clenched his palm.

’Princess Yongxiang died here, along with everyone else.

The Ritual Sect Demon Eagle Teaching suffered heavy casualties, with only remnants fleeing in disarray.

All of Kongxiang’s people were silenced, not a single one left.... from start to finish.... this person was involved in every event... had connections...’

"Could it be.... it’s really him!?" Hui Jue became more and more convinced the more he thought about it.

If reasoning backward, everything could be explained.

Why they had come to Citong for so long, yet only caught some of the Rebel Sect’s exterior lackeys. No core information could be found.

These consecutive major events, perhaps one alone could be a coincidence, but too many coincidences, become inevitable.

Behind it, there must be a unified thread.... penetrating everything....

Sigh....

Suddenly a sigh sounded from outside the window, faintly echoing.

In the deep, silent mountain forests, with no one around, suddenly a sigh sounded outside the window.

Startling Hui Jue, his scalp immediately tingled, and goosebumps rushed out in a blink.

"Who!?" He quickly raised his head, looking outside the window.

At the window, a tall figure wearing a pitch-black human face mask was peering into the house from the window.

He didn’t know how long he had been there, the pitch-black eyes quietly watching him, cold and emotionless.

"Who are you?"

Suppressing his emotions, Hui Jue asked for the second time.

He squinted his eyes, straightened his back, and stared intently at the masked person opposite.

No response.

The other person just quietly stared at him. Like a sculpture.

"It seems you are here to kill me?" Hui Jue walked step by step toward the door and window, his expression returning to calm.

"Unfortunately.... why do you think I dared to come out alone, to give you a chance?"

He tore off the robe on his body, revealing his strong upper body muscles.

Compared to ordinary people, his muscles were not bulky, more streamlined.

With very low fat content, paired with his height of 1.8 meters, he looked somewhat lean.

"I have seen the remnants of your fight with Kongxiang, judging from the traces, you and he fought for over a hundred breaths, mutually injuring each other.

I also found some remnants of armor fragments; you should have been wearing armor to reduce injuries at that time, right?"

Hui Jue stopped when he was within two meters of the other person.

"So, you think I’m weaker than Kongxiang, so you think you can take me down alone?"

The other person still didn’t speak.

"Unfortunately.... you’re wrong...."

Hui Jue put his hands together.

All over his body, his Qi and blood made the sound of flowing streams, the rapidly circulating blood generating a large amount of heat, causing the skin on his upper body to redden, blacken, swell, and enlarge.

Hiss...

In just an instant, his body rapidly expanded, growing from a lean physique of just over 1.8 meters to 2 meters.

Strands of silver patterns appeared on his body.

Silver twisted human face markings also began to appear on his head.

This was unmistakably entering the Extreme State.

"Let me test you and see what your strength truly is! Dharma Aspect · Celestial Dragon!!"

From Hui Jue’s mouth and nose exhaled a white vapor, flying out to form a column of air.

Hoo!

In an instant, he charged forward, his hands opened, his body leaping into the air, like a celestial dragon baring its fangs, pouncing towards the figure outside the window.

Roar!!

At the same time, a sound like a dragon’s roar exploded from his throat.

This was the Limit-Breaking Skill he cultivated in the True Buddha Temple—Dragon Roar Illusion Sound.

The sudden concentration of sound waves could instantly shake and intimidate the opponent, slowing their Qi and Blood flow and reducing their reaction speed.

Boom!!!

The wooden window shattered like tofu, Hui Jue charged and pounced out, arriving instantly in front of the person.

He brought his hands together from above and below, his fingertips sharp, about to pierce through the opponent’s neck.

Suddenly, the opponent raised their right hand.

The palm unexpectedly disappeared.

Boom!!!!

Hui Jue’s flying body suddenly became rigid and suspended in midair, motionless.

His heart, which was beating violently, also suddenly stopped in that instant.

Everything around was rapidly turning black and white, losing its color.

Silver-white moonlight.

Brown tables and chairs.

Broken wooden walls.

Dark green cloak.

All of it turned black and white.

Only the opponent’s mask with calm and indifferent black eyes seemed to be the brightest and sharpest light among all.

Sharp pain, blur, confusion, regret. Countless emotions filled Hui Jue’s mind at this moment.

But it was already too late.

Boom!!!

His chest and heart caved in like clay, shattered, exploded, and disintegrated into a silver-red blood hole straight through to his back.

His whole body also seemed like a cannonball, flying backwards, crashing through the wooden wall, and fiercely being thrown onto a half-metallic large mineral stone used for practicing palm strikes.

A man-high black mineral stone, half embedded in the ground, forcibly stopping him.

’Heavy Mountain.’

’Tenfold.’

Zhang Rongfang quietly withdrew his hand.

He pulled out the Autumn Rain Saber from his back with the other hand.

His form flickered a few times, arriving beside Hui Jue.

Looking at the swiftly losing consciousness opponent, he sighed lightly.

"I really don’t want to kill anymore. Unfortunately... you knew too much..."

Hui Jue opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but blood continued to gush out, preventing any sound from being uttered.

In the end, all he saw was a silver glint of the saber.

He miscalculated, he initially thought that he was stronger than Kongxiang and could hold on for a bit longer.

When he was first attacked, he had already sent out a message.

If he could just delay a bit, Kongding could quickly come for assistance, and the two of them could together capture the mastermind.

But...

He severely underestimated the opponent’s strength.

Sheathing the saber.

Zhang Rongfang no longer looked at the humanoid shape on the ground turning into black ash.

He stepped forward and wiped away the character Hui Jue had quietly carved into the mud.

Then he turned around and quickly disappeared into the forest at night.

Just ten breaths after he left.

Swish!

Kongding’s figure swiftly dashed through the woods, appearing in front of Hui Jue’s corpse.

Looking at the already blackened corpse, only a piece of human skin left of Hui Jue.

Kongding felt a surge of fury rushing into his mind, straight up to his temples.

If only Hui Jue could have delayed a little, at most thirty breaths, he would have arrived to assist.

The most important thing was, Hui Jue was the strongest among the Hui generation in True Buddha Temple, with strength slightly surpassing Kongxiang.

Yet even he... even he...

Kongding squatted down, gently touching the blood hole in Hui Jue’s heart.

In the Ninth Grade, it might be alright, but in the Super Grade, such purely violent wounds, from outside to inside, many martial arts could deliver this kind of power.

Sensing Sect, Secret Sect, Dao Sect, Buddha Sect, Black Ten Sect, Celestial Lock Teaching, many Limit-Breaking Skills could develop into these kinds of wounds.

How is he supposed to find them!? How is he supposed to investigate!!?

Looking at Hui Jue’s corpse.

Like Kongxiang, also killed in one strike by the saber, Kongding could hardly suppress the anger and frustration in his heart.

How is he supposed to face Hui Jue’s master!?

For a moment, Kongding’s heart was about to explode in frustration.

Clearly, Hui Jue had calculated that the culprit who attacked Kongxiang shouldn’t be much stronger than Kongxiang.

With Hui Jue’s strength, even if he couldn’t win, it should’ve been easy to delay.

But... from the time he received the signal to it all fully ending, it was under thirty breaths.

Up to this point, he still knew nothing about the criminal, where they came from, their age, their martial arts; he knew nothing.

He couldn’t even find an outlet to vent his rage....

"Ah!!!!!!!"

Suddenly, Kongding raised his head and roared aloud.

A flock of birds were startled around him.

"No matter who you are!! I will kill you!!!"