The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 335 - 200 Tracking
"Hurry up!" He glanced at Ning Xiaoxian, aware that she was reluctant to chop off people’s heads, so he walked over to do it for her.
A few moments later, the farmhouse finally quieted down. This was the difference between immortals and mortals; these puppet-like creatures that seemed like zombies could intimidate mortals, but against someone like Tu Jin, who possessed Divine Skills, they were no more than chickens and dogs.
After he had slaughtered all the puppets, he spoke softly, "Ning Xiaoxian, can you continue the investigation?"
This man, who always seemed indifferent, was actually willing to get involved in the affairs of mortals?
Perhaps it was the look of surprise on her face that prompted Tu Jin to cough lightly and say, "The souls of these puppets have been lost, the person behind this has quite an interesting technique; I want to see it for myself."
Turns out, he had encountered a kindred spirit and felt an itch for action. She pondered for a while; if the opponent only had puppets of this level of combat power, there was nothing to fear, and it wouldn’t hurt to take a look.
Changtian didn’t speak, evidently giving his tacit approval.
Among the crowd, the youth surnamed Fu still couldn’t find his father. The others who were locked in the cellar said his father had been dragged away. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
The boy unexpectedly didn’t cry. He stood dumbfounded in the snowy ground for a long time before kneeling before Ning Xiaoxian and knocked his forehead on the ground three times without any hesitation: "Sister, please find my father." This youth could sensitively sense that among the two of them, Ning Xiaoxian was the master, and Tu Jin was the servant.
Her eyes showed a hint of sympathy: "Your father may already be dead."
The youth surnamed Fu clenched his fist on the ground, continued to bow with his forehead to the earth, and said nothing. Tu Jin’s face showed impatience, and just as he was about to reprimand, Ning Xiaoxian waved her hand to stop him.
She could’ve stayed out of this trivial matter. On her Westward Journey since leaving Shallow Water Bay, has she ever really received considerable help from any mortal?
She hesitated for only a moment before saying to Tu Jin, "The traces left by these puppets on the snow are still there; we need to investigate quickly. If it snows more, the footprints will be covered." She pointed at the youth on the ground, "Take him with you; we can move faster."
So she decided to get involved in this matter. Tu Jin discontentedly picked up the continuously thanking youth from the ground and moved ahead, following the footprints.
Ning Xiaoxian turned to the rescued crowd and said, "About a half hour’s journey west from here, there’s a village." She suddenly remembered that the village did not welcome people marked by the Mountain God.
She lowered her eyes and indeed, saw the small marks of Evil Ghosts imprinted on the back of these people’s hands.
An old man in the crowd saw her concern, took a step forward and said, "Benefactor, you need not worry. I have three or four relatives in that village; I can take everyone there to seek refuge, it should be alright."
Now in a hurry to pursue, she responded with a soft "Hmm" upon hearing this, nodded to the people, then turned and left as well.
She already had a strong foundation and had now obtained Divine Skills. With each step she took, she lightly tread across the snow without sinking into its softness. A dozen breaths later, she had already disappeared from sight.
In the distance, Tu Jin slowed down for her, and she didn’t take long to catch up with him. The two followed the trail left by the puppets. Tu Jin watched her, inwardly amazed. Before Emperor’s Fluid, she had just obtained an inner core, equivalent to a little demon at the Qi-gathering stage. But in just two months, her cultivation had already reached the Middle Stage of Transformation. The speed of her cultivation advancement was truly astonishing.
Ordinary demons need a full five hundred years to go from Qi Gathering to Transformation, and she crossed this threshold without making a sound.
Though the puppets resembled zombies, they were still made of flesh. Their hiding place couldn’t be too far from the abandoned farmhouse. Ten li (approximately 5km) out, they saw a pitch-black crevice; the footprints ended here.
Both had night vision, and peering into the crevice, they indeed found over a dozen puppets seated motionless, seemingly without orders.
"Hmm, this is interesting." Seeing these lifeless-looking puppets, Tu Jin’s eyes shone with excitement, as if he were seeing a supreme beauty, and he jumped into the crevice to fiddle with these ’living dead.’
"Hey, could you be a bit more dignified?" This man was too perverse; Fairy Su Xia must have some heavy taste to fancy him.
Tu Jin ignored her and placed his hand on the top of a puppet’s head. Ning Xiaoxian could see a wisp of black qi drilling from his hand into the puppet’s ear canal. He closed his eyes for a moment, then shook his head and exclaimed, "So that’s how it is, fascinating, truly fascinating! The Soul Splitting Technique can actually be used this way." He seemed very pleased with his discovery.
