The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity-Chapter 479 - 477: Why Did You Lie to Me?

After the array was activated, it couldn’t be stopped.

Qin Zhao had no way to stop the array, but he could get these mortals out.

As for the remaining members of the Luoshui Clan, they were utterly incapable of leaving the altar on their own.

The array, like a leech, required a massive amount of energy to supply.

"Ah! Aaah!"

The continuous screams resounded.

Song You had previously set up a barrier nearby, so other clanspeople outside couldn’t hear any noise.

At present, there was absolutely no one to come to their rescue.

"Help! Save, save me!"

"Young Master, I don’t want to die! Let me get down quickly!"

Several elders of the Luoshui Clan aged visibly, losing their life force.

They turned their pleading eyes to Qin Zhao and to Song You in the center of the altar.

Song You’s position was somewhat special; she didn’t show any signs of aging.

"Young Master! Save me!"

Naturally, Qin Zhao couldn’t possibly rescue these people, but instead, he leapt up, his longsword attacking the unharmed Song You.

Song You, using the array’s power, defended against Qin Zhao’s attack.

She glanced at the tribespeople on the altar, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in her eyes.

No matter what, she had to reach that world.

It was for the sake of her clanspeople, as well as to give her mother an explanation!

She wanted to find that man who betrayed her mother and take back the Luoshui Clan’s holy object!

For this, she would resort to unscrupulous means.

"I’m sorry."

Song You murmured to herself as she looked at those clanspeople.

Then, she knelt on one knee, placing her palm on the surface of the altar.

"Ah!"

The elders near her swelled up like balloons, and one by one, they burst.

Bang, bang, bang.

A blood fog spread across the altar, the smell of blood wafting to the heavens.

The explosion of the bodies, accompanied by powerful energy fluctuations, forced Qin Zhao to retreat.

Feeling the intensity of the blood scent, a wave of nausea surged within her.

"Ugh!"

Qin Zhao’s face grew paler.

She hurriedly ran to a nearby forest and rested against a large tree.

"Tengshe, escort these mortals back to the scenic area."

After Qin Zhao had taken them out of the altar, she had also rendered them temporarily unconscious.

Tengshe, in the form of a little milk doll, looked at her worriedly.

"Are you okay?"

"I’m fine; you go ahead and take them out."

"Then take good care of yourself, okay?"

The little guy, like a small adult, seriously instructed her.

Qin Zhao nodded, and he then transformed into a large snake, carrying the mortals away.

If it weren’t for that wicked woman, he certainly wouldn’t have let these filthy mortals lie on his noble snake back.

Not long after Tengshe left, the blood fog on the altar gradually dissipated.

Qin Zhao looked up and saw that the other elders had turned into mere specks of blood, with many scraps of clothing among them.

As for Song You at the center, she was nowhere to be seen.

Qin Zhao wasn’t sure if she perished in the recent explosion, but her intuition told her that things were probably not that simple. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

After pondering for a moment, Qin Zhao used a spell to temporarily block her sense of smell and stepped onto the altar to investigate.

With a baby in her belly now, she really couldn’t stand the smell of blood.

After inspecting for a while, Qin Zhao sensed something was amiss.

The spot where Song You had just been was very clean, without any signs of blood.

There were no remnants of her clothing scraps either.

Could it be that this array also had a teleportation feature?

Had it transported her to some other place?

Thinking of this, a hint of coldness flickered in Qin Zhao’s eyes.

She walked out of the woods and happened upon Luo Han, who was looking for her.

"Sister, what were you doing out here?"

Luo Han approached, and Qin Zhao’s complexion didn’t look good.

She originally did not want to pay attention to Luo Han, after all, she no longer had a good impression of the Luoshui Clan.

But she was somewhat curious about the array on the ritual altar, so she asked him, "I discovered there’s a ritual altar inside, do you know what it’s used for?"

Qin Zhao pointed in the direction she had come from.

She stared intently at Luo Han, observing his reaction.

"I know."

Luo Han smiled, "Previously, whenever there were priest activities within our clan, they were held there. After the Young Master took charge of the Luoshui Clan, he doesn’t allow us to approach it casually.

I haven’t been there for a long time, is there a problem?"

"No, nothing."

Qin Zhao did not elaborate further and walked past him to Luo Han’s house.

After grabbing her things, she prepared to leave this place.

Having killed quite a few people from the Luoshui Clan, it was not appropriate for her to continue living here.

Seeing her about to leave, Luo Han asked, "Are you heading back now?"

"Mhm, thank you for your help during these days."

"No trouble at all."

Luo Han’s gaze fell as he concealed the look in his eyes, his fingertips caressing the Silver Bell on his wrist.

His tone carried a hint of anticipation as he spoke, "Sister, can you take me with you? I’ve never been outside before, and I want to see what the outside world is like."

Qin Zhao didn’t say a word, her gaze resting on him.

Members of the Luoshui Clan, more or less, all had cultivation.

And yet, this young man in front of her had no trace of Spiritual Power on him.

The first time she encountered Luo Han, he was being chased by a female ghost.

If Luo Han had Spiritual Power, he wouldn’t have ended up in that predicament.

"Can’t you cultivate?"

Luo Han nodded with a look of dejection.

"Only those who awaken their Talent can cultivate, and everyone else awakened theirs before the age of ten. At my age, there’s no hope left for awakening, so I want to go to the outside world; this place isn’t right for me."

"I can take you out, but how you make a living afterward will be up to you."

"Great! Thank you, Sister."

Without saying much more, Qin Zhao led the way out.

Luo Han followed her.

The two entered the woods, heading toward the outside of Kunlun Mountain.

Originally, Qin Zhao wanted to leave via Sword Control, but she had overexerted her Spiritual Power just now, making Sword Control not very safe.

She also had a little treasure growing inside her and didn’t want to be flying around in the sky.

Just about to leave the mountain, Qin Zhao suddenly stopped.

She looked at Luo Han beside her, noticing he was still wearing the Luoshui Clan’s attire; clean-cut, his handsome features striking, and wearing the Silver Bell on his wrist didn’t make him appear feminine but lent him an exotic charm instead.

"Luo Han, don’t you have any luggage?"

"There’s nothing worth taking."

Luo Han looked down at his hands.

Looking up again at Qin Zhao, his lips curled into a faint smile, "My home doesn’t have anything valuable anyway."

"Is that so?"

Qin Zhao responded flatly and turned to continue walking forward.

However, after only a few steps, her figure suddenly vanished, reappearing behind Luo Han.

A flash of silver appeared on Luo Han’s neck, as the sharp blade cut through his skin, and the scent of blood wafted into the air.

He instinctively reached back, grasping the life force of the person behind him.

The Silver Bell on his wrist jingled, and several pale blue illusion butterflies emerged.

"You’re clearly a Cultivator, so why pretend to be a Mortal to deceive me?"

Qin Zhao’s voice came from behind.

Luo Han sighed, a hint of helplessness in his expression.

"These aren’t from cultivation; they’re abilities I naturally have."

He had anticipated Qin Zhao’s intention, but had not expected her test to be so fierce, directly injuring his skin.

Given his cautious nature, he certainly wouldn’t allow Qin Zhao to proceed further.