Chapter 470: Chapter 166: The Art of Sorcery and Gu! Are you eating a pig? You’re eating a Taoist! (A 10,000-word Chapter asking for subscriptions)_1
"What...what exactly happened here?" A Little Banner Officer from the Qintian Division was staring in disbelief at the scene before him. His face was etched with shock, as if he had just witnessed some kind of miracle.
Just look.
The barren land in front of them, almost devoid of any vegetation, was a sight of utter devastation.
The giant craters were so large they were inconceivable, the long ravines unbelievably extensive. It was hard to imagine that such a place actually lay within the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
"Has this place undergone the baptism of a heavenly tribulation?" one of the Qintian Division members swallowed nervously, even the sound of his voice shaking with shock.
All of the Qintian Division members simultaneously turned their gaze toward one among them.
That person was a Chief Flag Officer from the Qintian Division.
This man was the leader of their group.
The Chief Flag Officer’s face was also filled with shock. While the other members were seeing such a scene for the first time, wasn’t this also his first experience of it?
However, as the Chief Flag Officer of the Qintian Division, his cultivation was above the others, he had seen more than they had, and he could perceive much more.
"It does not seem like the aftermath of a natural disaster." The Chief Flag Officer took a deep breath, and though he himself found it hard to believe, he still spoke, "It’s more like two incredibly terrifying cultivators had a fierce battle here!"
Because from within one long, deep trench in front of them, he sensed a chilling sword intent!
That chilling sword intent had not dissipated even after a whole night.
It was conceivable just how terrifying the person who executed that sword strike must have been!
Before his subordinates had time to be shocked, he began to analyze, "See that depression ahead? Doesn’t it look like a massive palm print? And the surfaces of these ravines are so smooth, almost as if they were cut by some sharp weapon, don’t they?"
The members of the Qintian Division, following what he suggested, took a closer look and found it to be true indeed!
Wait a minute!
If that was the case, wouldn’t it mean that this place... had not undergone any natural disaster, nor was it some preposterous heavenly tribulation they had imagined descending, but rather a battle between cultivators?
"That...that would mean those two cultivators involved in the battle were excessively terrifying, right?" one Qintian Division member exclaimed: "If they were to fight within our county town, wouldn’t half the city be destroyed into this state?"
He could hardly believe it: "Is it really possible for cultivators... to do such a thing?!"
Indeed!
Is it really possible for cultivators to do such a thing?
This question was not only being asked by this Qintian Division member.
Even the Chief Flag Officer who made the conjecture was asking himself the same question in his heart.
He was even beginning to doubt...
Whether his speculations were correct or if he was making wild guesses.
In truth, everything he saw was so astonishing that even his ability as the Chief Flag Officer of the Qintian Division to judge such matters had been reduced to zero.
"This matter is beyond what our Qintian Division branch within this single county town can handle," he said after a moment of silence.
"We must report up to a higher authority."
Indeed.
The Qintian Division in their single county town was small, just a handful of cats and kittens, with altogether only twenty or thirty people. Among them, the strongest in power and cultivation was none other than the Chief Flag Officer himself.
In the eyes of this Chief Flag Officer from the Qintian Division, there was no way to deal with such a matter with his own strength and status.
He needed to report to someone higher up, to the head of a hundred households.
And possibly...
To the chief official of a thousand households!
...
Several days later.
Fan Wu and the others had long departed from the Rat Immortal Cave, Fan Wu and Yun Jiuqing were heading in the direction of the Great Zhou Imperial City. Xing Fengzi, on his first journey after leaving his mountainous retreat, had absolutely no plan for where to go. He could only follow Fan Wu.
Moreover, he felt that staying by Taoist Fan Wu’s side was also a kind of trial for himself.
After all, the dangers encountered by Taoist Fan Wu’s side were countless!
Wouldn’t this be far better than wandering alone?
When his master had sent him down the mountain, he explicitly told him that he could engage with the secular world as much as he liked and not to worry about attracting any powerful beings.
In short, as long as his life was not in danger, no matter what trouble he stirred up outside, Di Zu Guan would back him up!
The idea was simply to let him mingle more in mundane affairs and gain more experience from events.
Regarding this, Xing Fengzi felt he didn’t necessarily need to cause any chaos.
But becoming involved in some significant worldly matters was still necessary.
As long as he followed Taoist Fan Wu, what big worldly matters could Xing Fengzi not encounter?
At this moment.
The group had arrived in a county town that did not seem particularly large. In the vast region of the central province, it would probably be considered one of the poorer places.
Of course, no matter how poor, it was still much better than Qiulong County, where Fan Wu initially resided.
At least this town had a wall.
The guards were regular soldiers.
Not government officials.
"Neihai County." Fan Wu looked up at the three characters etched in bold strokes on the town wall.
