Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 332 - 308 Acceleration, Part 2

Zhang Rongfang stood in the study, silent for a while before gently opening the window.

After a moment of silence, he took out a mask from his pocket and put it on his face.

Swish!

A breeze swept by, and the person had vanished from where he stood.

He crossed the high wall of Agarwood Palace, followed the mountain down, and reached the foot of Agarwood Mountain.

The shadows of the trees swayed, and the moonlight tilted.

Zhang Yunqi was already waiting in a woodland at the foot of the mountain.

"Young Master. Sorry for asking you to come out so late," Zhang Yunqi said in a deep voice.

The injuries on his body still hadn’t healed, reflecting the recovery speed of an ordinary person.

Compared to the Spiritual Veins, it was far too slow.

"What’s the matter?" Zhang Rongfang knew that if it weren’t for something particularly important, the other party wouldn’t urgently use mirror light signals to invite him out.

"It’s that the other two secret caches have been discovered. The forces guarding near the caches have been besieged, and the besiegers are the Western Sect’s Golden Wing Pavilion," Zhang Yunqi said gravely.

He was well aware that if the caches were exposed, the situation for the race would undoubtedly be extremely dire.

"What about the other two races?" Zhang Rongfang frowned slightly.

"I don’t know, but... it’s probably not looking good," Zhang Yunqi replied.

"Golden Wing Pavilion..." Zhang Rongfang thought slightly. "The Golden Wing Pavilion here in Citong has been eradicated, and the Western Sect only has Kongding from Wanghai Temple left. They cannot stir much trouble."

"If it’s just that, it’s still fine. But we just got news that the Western Sect True Buddha Temple has dispatched experts to investigate a list of people. That list likely includes all race names, including yours." Zhang Yunqi responded.

"Moreover," he paused, "the experts coming this time, apart from Tongbi and Mad Demon of the Three Emptiness, also include that madman Jin Yuan."

"Jin Yuan... the one whose staff can turn emptiness into Jin Yuan Zen Master Kongjing?" Zhang Rongfang grew serious.

"Exactly." Zhang Yunqi nodded.

Jin Yuan Zen Master, before joining True Buddha Temple, was a famed expert on the Red List.

Under his hands, there were at least a thousand lives claimed.

Rumor has it that his Hard Skill is terrifying; not even gunfire can penetrate it, as crossbow arrows can barely pierce it.

"Fifteen years ago, Jin Yuan could already fight with Eastern Sect’s grandmasters, injuring three people, before being swept away by a palm from the Imperial Tutor and then disappearing. Didn’t expect he’d join True Buddha Temple.

No... perhaps he was always from the Western Sect..." Zhang Yunqi’s words turned as if he had realized something.

"Western Sect... formidable indeed... Kongding, Jin Yuan, just a small Wanghai Temple, and it gathers two grandmasters... Where do I have such fortune..." Zhang Rongfang sighed.

"Young Master, better to temporarily avoid the spotlight and first leave Citong, return to the Celestial Treasure Palace? Once inside, Jin Yuan and Kongding probably won’t dare act recklessly," Zhang Yunqi worried.

In his view, the Young Master is strong but still far from the level of a grandmaster, especially since Western Sect’s grandmasters are highly likely practitioners of Spiritual Veins.

Which means their strength is on another level.

"Avoid the spotlight temporarily?" Zhang Rongfang shook his head. "No time... leaving is easy, but the costs are too great..."

"But if you’re discovered..." Zhang Yunqi grew anxious.

"No worries, there’ll be a way," Zhang Rongfang raised his hand.

The Western Sect is indeed a giant, but it’s not impossible to resolve.

Moreover, even if leaving, he must first obtain the main ingredient of Golden Toad Skill Chasing the Sun before departing!

"Can you find out Jin Yuan’s arrival time?" he asked.

"If by land, a maximum of half a month. By sea road via ports, at most ten days," Zhang Yunqi replied. "Furthermore, they might be traveling by foot. If by foot, it’s likely faster."

"If that’s the case, it seems we must speed up..." Originally, Zhang Rongfang planned to send people to search those small islands; now, it appears necessary to act promptly.

It is imperative to raise Golden Toad Skill another level before exposure, so that the accumulation speed of attributes will be faster.

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Xuekui Island.

Moonlight haze.

Inside a woodshed at Blue Divine Mansion.

A pale-skinned, skeletal little boy cautiously pushed half a steamed bun and a small piece of dried meat through the gaps in the logs.

"Here, eat quickly," he whispered, while nervously checking backward.

Evidently very afraid someone might come close.

"Thank you..." In the depths of the firewood, a slender woman drenched in blood curled up and tightly clutched a well-wrapped black box.

"Be careful not to be discovered; I’ll get two more pieces of dry cake later at night," the little boy said quietly.

"Mm, thank you! For your salvation, don’t worry, once my wounds recover and return to Great Spirit, I promise to rescue all of you!" the woman named Cheng Luo was part of the treasure-seeking team dispatched outside by Agarwood Palace to procure Residual Fragrance Coral treasure medicine.

Originally, they had progressed smoothly without much delay, eventually finding the treasure medicine, the group indulging in the joy of soon receiving huge rewards and promotions, relaxed their vigilance slightly.

As a result, on the sea road back to Great Spirit, their ship was plundered.

During the purchase of treasure medicine, they exposed the vast wealth they carried.

This attracted a gang of pirates named Blood God Thief, oblivious to their backgrounds, directly attacking and pursuing them.

In the chaos, seeing defeat imminent, Cheng Luo desperately jumped into the sea to escape, clutching the treasure medicine, seeking survival.

Unexpectedly, she still ended up washed ashore at Xuekui Island.

And this Xuekui Island turned out to be the dwelling place of those Blood God Thief.

She was secretly rescued by a little boy named Zhou Xinlan, and then hidden in this woodshed all the time.

The boy had to do a lot of chores every day, being eleven or twelve years old, needing to cook, wash clothes, chop wood, and raise sheep.

What he ate and drank every day was just like the livestock, only occasionally by luck, the Blood God thief would generously offer some good food when in a good mood.

"Xinlan, can you help me contact the fleet outside?" Cheng Luo knows that if this continues, she will surely die.

But as long as she can contact Great Spirit Citong over there, she will definitely find an opportunity to be rescued.

For so long, their treasure hunting team hadn’t returned, Daoist over there must have already started sending people out to search.

Cheng Luo knew full well the Residual Fragrance Coral in her arms was extremely important to Daoist.

So, no matter when, she always held it tightly in her arms.

"I can’t get out..." Zhou Xinlan shook his head. "There are people guarding outside."

"What about throwing out the garbage?" Cheng Luo asked softly.

"That won’t work either." Zhou Xinlan shook his head. "There are designated people for garbage disposal, I can only move around in this inner yard."

"Are there many Blood God thieves?" Cheng Luo gritted her teeth, feeling a faint sense of despair.

"Yes, many, but generally, they go out hunting once a week, then come back and rest for a few days." Zhou Xinlan replied.

"Then wait until they go out, Xinlan, listen to me." Cheng Luo said seriously and emphasized her tone, "You believe me, as long as I can contact outside, I can definitely take you away. There are powerful people outside, waiting for sister to bring the item back. He won’t give up. As soon as he notices sister hasn’t returned, that big person will surely send someone to find..."

"A big person??" Zhou Xinlan showed a trace of expectation in his eyes, "But the Blood God thieves are very powerful and terrible...They eat ten people every week, and powerful people came before to kill them, but they were eaten in the end."

"They...eat people??!" Cheng Luo was shocked.

She immediately reacted. "It doesn’t matter, believe me! Sister has the treasure that the big person outside needs, as long as you can contact the fleet outside, send out this note."

She carefully handed the note to Zhou Xinlan to hold.

"As long as someone sends back the message, that big person will surely eliminate all the bad guys here!" she said fiercely.

"Really?" Zhou Xinlan looked at the note in his hand, not quite believing.

"Really! Trust me!" Cheng Luo nodded seriously.

"Damn it! Damn it! Get out here! Today’s chores aren’t done yet!" Suddenly impatient cursing came from outside.

Zhou Xinlan suddenly got up and ran out of the woodshed quickly.

"Coming, coming, right away." He shouted back, running all the way out.

He jogged past the Blood God Hall.

Zhou Xinlan involuntarily smelled a bloody scent and turned his head to look.

A corpse with half of its flesh already shaved away was impaled on a sharp wooden stake.

Twelve Blood God thieves all had colorfully painted faces, resembling grim ghosts, were cutting fresh meat off the corpse to eat raw.

They laughed and joked as they ate.

Sitting in the deepest part of the hall was a strong figure with a colorful evil ghost painted on his upper body.

That man is the leader of the Blood God thieves, he calls himself Blood Sea, worships the Blood God. Every time Zhou Xinlan sees him, he is sitting solemnly on the black metal throne, motionless.

Ah!!

Right at this moment, Zhou Xinlan suddenly heard a sharp, horrific scream.

His whole body quivered, quickly stopping his steps, and looked back towards the direction of the sound.

That voice...

He hurriedly turned and ran towards the woodshed direction.

Without running far, he saw from a distance that the big sister Cheng Luo, who promised to take him out of here, was being held down by two ghost-faced men.

The ghost-faced men were the Blood God thieves’ servants and soldiers.

Most of them are mentally deranged, hardly any are normal.

At this moment, one of the ghost-faced men was holding Cheng Luo, using a knife to cut her neck, with blood continuously foaming out.

The other laughed aloud, pounding Cheng Luo’s back skull with a stone.

Zhou Xinlan had seen them do this before. After smashing the skull, removing debris, they would shear open with a knife.

This was to take the brain while still alive and eat it.

He had seen it many times before, and felt nothing.

But this time....he looked at Cheng Luo staring at him with those eyes full of pleading.

Suddenly, an indescribable sadness welled up in his heart.

He saw Cheng Luo’s lips moving.

She was saying....

’Woodshed...’

Hatred, pain, despair intertwined and coiled in her eyes constantly.

Zhou Xinlan understood her meaning.

’The precious medicine, still in the woodshed.’

"Kid! Watching, are you thinking of eating too?" one of the ghost-faced men chuckled at Zhou Xinlan.

Zhou Xinlan expressionless, shook his head woodenly, backed up two steps, turned, and ran away.

But leaving, his mind kept replaying that scene.

The moment when sister Cheng Luo, most reddened in the face, begged him before dying.

He knew, she hated, she wanted revenge.