Chapter 317: Chapter 292: Wandu Cave and Corpse Ghost Cave_1
Two arrows in a row, all hit the statue perfectly.
Smack!
The light curtain on the statue finally burst open.
A chance!
The man using the poison, his eyes brightened, jumped high, and hurled a sphere with a sweep of his hand.
The sphere whistled out, arrived near the statue in an instant, then exploded with a bang.
Inside the sphere was a terrifying poisonous water. Even from quite a distance, Lu Yan could smell the stench. He did not know what it was made of, but when it hit the statue, it gave off a hissing noise, with a cloud of black smoke enveloping the statue, corroding it continuously.
Lu Yan became spirited, drew his bow, and nocked another arrow, aiming at the statue.
"Kill!"
"Stop them!"
Those old men, along with the True Body Realm villagers, launched a frenzied attack. Terrifying attacks headed towards Lu Yan one after another.
Although Shen Yinuo did her best to block them, she was unable to block all the attacks on her own, and a few managed to make their way through, aiming for Lu Yan’s vitals such as the heart and neck.
But Lu Yan’s body, his arms, remain immobile, firm as Mount Tai, completely ignoring these attacks.
Several attacks landed on Lu Yan one after another.
Most of the True Body Realm villager’s attacks could not break through his defense, only the attacks from the old men managed to put pressure on Lu Yan.
Lu Yan was knocked back repeatedly, his body’s scales were cut open, bleeding fresh blood.
But that was it.
Whoosh!
Another shot of the Nine Ring Arrow, precisely hitting a spot on the statue corroded by the poisonous water.
Crack!
Centered on the place where the arrow hit, cracks appeared all over the statue.
The statue, like a punctured balloon, some kind of force from inside gushed out along the crack at high speed.
The statue instantly dimmed and lost its luster.
And the power that was helping the villagers also disappeared without a trace.
"Immortal Lord..."
Many villagers howled in grief.
Their howls were answered by another arrow from Lu Yan.
This time, upon being hit by the arrow, the statue immediately shattered into pieces, scattering all over the ground.
The sense of power swirling in the sky also vanished without a trace.
"Let’s go!"
Lu Yan kept his bow and arrow, brought out his war knife again, together with Shen Yinuo, they charged towards the outskirts.
"Kill them, otherwise, we will face the wrath of the Immortal Lord, which would be a disaster!"
An elderly man shouted.
"Kill them!"
Countless villagers crazily rushed towards Lu Yan and the others.
But as soon as they encountered the Great Sun Melting Furnace, they turned into ashes.
Puff! Puff!
Lu Yan swung his knife, killing anyone who dared to stand in his way, be it god or Buddha.
Whether they were ordinary True Body Realm people or those elderly men, anyone who stood in front of him was simply cut in half.
These people, without the enhancement of the statue, their powers were no longer enough to stop them.
The two of them stormed out, successfully breaking out of the city, leaving behind a group of maddened villagers.
They ran for hundreds of miles without stopping before finally coming to a halt
"We’ve been followed. Show yourself."
Lu Yan suddenly looked to one side.
"Impressive senses."
From behind a large tree, a figure emerged. It was the same poison master from before.
Not long after they left the city, Lu Yan felt that someone had been following them.
"Why were you following us?"
Lu Yan asked.
"You two are not from Nanjiang, you must be from outside Nanjiang, right?"
The man replied.
"Are you from Nanjiang?"
Somewhat surprised, Lu Yan asked.
"Indeed."
The man nodded, saying, "My name is Wenxing, from the Wandu Cave in Nanjiang. Have you heard of it?"
"Wandu Cave!"
Lu Yan’s pupils contracted.
Naturally, he had heard of it, he had done his homework before coming to Nanjiang.
In Nanjiang’s Shiwan Mountain, due to environmental reasons, there was no unified Feudal Lord, the power was very fragmented, with large and small tribes scattered all over the place.
But in Nanjiang, there were two Martial Arts powers, which were extremely strong, and unfathomable.
One was Wandu Cave.
The other was Corpse Ghost Cave.
They were both powers indigenous to Nanjiang, with a long heritage traced back to Dagu Dynasty.
In the Dagu Dynasty, there were numerous powerful sects, some even posing a threat to royal authority.
And the Wandu Cave and Corpse Ghost Cave, at that time, could compete with any top tier sect.
But by the Da Chu Dynasty, the Wandu Cave and Corpse Ghost Cave had gone into hiding, and their tracks were rarely seen.
It wasn’t until the power of the Da Chu royal family declined, the world fell into chaos, and Nanjiang broke free from Da Chu’s control, that these two powers emerged again, dominating Nanjiang.
Among them, Wandu Cave excelled in poison use.
The Corpse Ghost Cave excelled in refining corpses and driving away the dead, they could even control eerie creatures, with strange and peculiar methods.
"The Ancestor of the Fang Family in Jinzhou, renowned as Mother-in-law Wandu, does it have any connection with this Wandu Cave?"
Lu Yan speculated inwardly.
"Indeed, we are not locals of Nanjiang, but how does that relate to you tagging along with us?"
Lu Yan asked again.
"To be honest, I’ve never left Nanjiang before, but I have heard that outside Nanjiang, the land is vast and rich, Martial Arts thrive, formidable individuals abound, and countless treasures are to be found, especially the Sumi Mustard Seed Bags, which almost every Martial Art expert has. Is this true?"
Wenxing curiously asked.
"Every single person has one? Whoever told you this was clearly teasing you."
Lu Yan mumbled to himself, shaking his head: "Even outside of Nanjiang, a Sumi Mustard Seed Bag is worth a city’s ransom. What, you want to buy a Sumi Mustard Seed Bag?"
"Right."
Wenxing nodded, and said: "We who use poison always have to carry many venomous substances and venomous powders with us, so a Sumi Mustard Seed Bag is a necessary item. Unfortunately, although Nanjiang is rich in resources, it lacks Sumi Mustard Seed Bags. I’ve tried my hardest to get one, but it isn’t very big, only one meter in length, width, and height."
"Do you guys have any extra Sumi Mustard Seed Bags? If so, can you sell one to me? Spiritual Medicine, Martial Pills, Divine Weapons, precious metals, I’ll pay any price you demand."
Lu Yan was intrigued, and said: "Do you also have rare treasures that can initiate the transformation of True Body?"
"Rare treasures?"
Wenxing was slightly taken aback, then he forced a laugh, and said: "Rare treasures are hard to come by in the world. Unless by chance, it’s difficult to see them even once in a lifetime. How could I possibly have one?"
"Then, do you know any information about the Flood Dragon?"
Lu Yan asked another question.
"Information about the Flood Dragon, you’re asking the right person. Living in Nanjiang for a long time, I know the extraordinary Alien Beasts like the back of my hand. I know three places in Nanjiang where there are traces of Flood Dragons."
Wenxing said.
Lu Yan perked up at that, but he suppressed the joy in his heart, and managed to keep his face straight, saying: "I’m only interested in Flood Dragons in the True Body Realm, I would steer clear of Primordial Spirit Realm Flood Dragons."
"I know of a place where there is a True Body Realm Flood Dragon. Its cultivation level seems to be at the peak of the True Body Realm. If I tell you the exact location, will you give me a Sumi Mustard Seed Bag?"
Wenxing asked tentatively.
Lu Yan shook his head, and said: "A Sumi Mustard Seed Bag isn’t something that can be exchanged for a piece of trivial information. How about this, you give me three top Body Refining Martial Arts techniques, and I’ll trade you a Sumi Mustard Seed Bag measuring three meters in length, width, and height."
"A three-meter Sumi Mustard Seed Bag."
Wenxing’s eyes were blazing with desire, then he shook his head in disappointment, and said: "I can’t bring out three top Body Refining Martial Arts, and even that is a lot. I can only provide two at most, and among them, there is only one top Body Refining Martial Art, the other one is a Palm Technique."
"Well..."
Lu Yan hesitated for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.
This deal wouldn’t result in a loss for him.
After all, at the World Bank’s auction, a top Martial Art technique could generally be sold for four to five thousand Martial Coupons.
Top body refining martial arts were even more expensive.
Adding up two top Martial Arts techniques and a piece of information on the Flood Dragon, if calculated carefully, he would actually make a profit.
"Shall we trade now?"
Lu Yan said.
Wenxing shook his head and said: "I didn’t bring the manuals and Divine Intent Diagrams of the top martial arts with me. I need to fetch them. You guys wait for me for three days, we can trade here after three days, okay?"
"As for the information on the Flood Dragon, I will also tell you three days later."
"Fine by me."
Lu Yan nodded.
"I’ll take my leave."
Wenxing saluted and left with a leap.
Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo also left, returning to the three-level Blood Land Vein of the Mansion of King Ming, recording everything they had observed about the rituals and statues into a secret letter, and letting a bodyguard of King Ming ride a flying alien beast back to the Mansion of King Ming overnight.
Afterward, Lu Yan told Xiao Ran that he had found more strange issues regarding the villagers and needed to investigate them further. The task of guarding the Blood Land Vein had to be handed over to him temporarily.
"Brother Xiao, if you find an onslaught of villagers, it’s better to abandon this Blood Land Vein first. As long as the green hills are preserved, we won’t be short of firewood. Once the reinforcements from the Mansion of King Ming arrive, we will surely regain it."
Lu Yan warned.
Because he had destroyed the statue, he feared that the villagers would try to retaliate.
He and Shen Yinuo hadn’t revealed their true identities, but they had used Thunder Nine Sounds after all. He wasn’t sure whether these people from Nanjiang could recognize the origin of Thunder Nine Sounds.
Afterwards, he met with the other members and warned them. If anything felt wrong, they should immediately retreat instead of stubbornly fighting.
After leaving his instructions, he and Shen Yinuo went near the place where they agreed with Wenxing and found a hidden place to hide and wait.
Of course, they wouldn’t foolishly go out themselves. If Wenxing had any ill intentions and brought along a Primordial Spirit Realm expert from Wandu Cave, that would be disastrous.
Soon after, three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The figure of Wenxing appeared.
Lu Yan didn’t immediately reveal himself, he and Shen Yinuo continued to hide, secretly observing whether there were others following.
After half an hour, there was still no sign of anyone else, Lu Yan then felt relieved.
"This Wenxing doesn’t seem as cunning as he looked, he’s not afraid of me cheating him. This could only happen because he’s been living in Nanjiang. If he were to go outside, where deception is common, he would have been swindled to death."
Lu Yan muttered to himself, he then whispered, "Yinuo, don’t come out yet, I’ll go out and meet him. In case something goes wrong, it’s better than losing all our forces."
After saying that, Lu Yan dashed out.
Wenxing, who was starting to get impatient, thought that Lu Yan had stood him up. When he saw Lu Yan appear, a shade of joy passed over his face, and he said: "Brother, you are finally here, I thought you’d forgotten."
"Did you bring the things?"
Lu Yan continued.
"Of course."
Wenxing took out a box and tossed it to Lu Yan.
Lu Yan caught the box with his True Vigor and carefully opened it.
The other party was a master of poison, so Lu Yan couldn’t let his guard down.
Inside the box, as expected, lay two books and a Divine Intent Diagram, Lu Yan checked them and found them to be real and poison-free, only then did he collect them with ease.
After that, he took out a Sumi Mustard Seed Bag and handed it to Wenxing.
Wenxing examined the bag, his face filled with delight.
"Eight thousand eight hundred miles east of here there is a patch of volcanoes, there lives a Fire Jiaolong, at the peak of the True Body Realm."
After saying these words, Wenxing jumped back and as he left, a large number of poisonous bugs flew out beneath his feet, following him as he left.
"This person isn’t as simple as he appeared to be."
A jolt ran through Lu Yan’s heart.
