Chapter 513: Chapter 21 I’ll dig a hole here first
Lin Yun concentrated his mind to sense his vital blood, but failed to sense anything.
The situation was like calling a user who was out of the service area.
That’s not right...
His own blood, the one drop with the imprint of his heart and mind, how could the sensing be gone?
Unless the High Priest could resist eating it, but that was impossible; he had even heard her salivation in person, so how could she restrain herself when out of sight?
This was like a cat guarding fish without opening its mouth, or a dog guarding a post without lifting its leg—who was she trying to fool?
There must be something fishy about this!
There were two possibilities, one was that the opponent used some kind of secret technique to shield the blood, and the other was that the opponent had moved beyond Lin Yun’s sensing range.
Lin Yun’s Divine Sense already had a wide coverage, and since it was his own blood, the sensing range could increase a hundredfold—it could be said that as long as that drop of blood was still in the Southern Border, Lin Yun would be able to sense it.
So, the likelihood of it being shielded was the greatest.
Why would the opponent do such a thing? After deep contemplation, Lin Yun finally came to a conclusion.
The High Priest truly was too cautious!
She must have thought he had tampered with the blood to be able to resist the temptation.
But she certainly couldn’t bear to let the worms eat all that blood; if so, she wouldn’t be able to produce a Gu Worm King capable of detoxification three days later.
Isn’t she afraid of being troubled then?
Either she had enough confidence to turn against Lin Yu, or she had already planned her escape!
Considering the scheming style of the Demon Race, Lin Yun inclined towards the High Priest planning to escape.
"Since that’s the case, I will set up an ambush for her first."
Lin Yun took advantage of the remaining daylight to lay out his formation.
The mountain where the Divine Temple was located was the highest in this part of the Southern Border, with a broad range, but few people. Lin Yun activated the Great Mist and began digging traps.
Setting up a formation and digging traps followed the same principle.
Formations are static, only becoming effective when someone enters them, which is when psychological factors come into play.
Lin Yun wasn’t schooled in psychology, but he could put himself in someone else’s shoes.
If he were the High Priest wanting to escape, how would he do it?
The master of psychology began his operation.
Meanwhile, Wang Wanqiu was also enduring the pain that gnawed at her heart.
The sun was setting, and within the Divine Temple, the witches began to rest.
They had already lost their consciousness; when the High Priest ordered them to rest, they all retreated to their rooms.
Some people are alive but are actually already dead.
Among these people, Wang Wanqiu was not included.
She had her own consciousness, which might be a stroke of luck but also a misfortune.
If she were a puppet, she wouldn’t have to endure such pain.
After placing the Oblivion Gu Worm within her body, at first it merely nibbled at the surface. Wang Wanqiu endured the superficial pain with her willpower. But as the Oblivion Gu Worm penetrated deeper into her heart, Wang Wanqiu felt her life force progressively withering.
By this time, the Oblivion Gu Worm was also nearly mature. Before Lin Yu’s duel with the High Priest, she had to get rid of the Oblivion Gu Worm and let Lin Yu know that there was no need to seek any secret technique from the High Priest.
Then, during the confrontation between Lin Yu and the High Priest, Lin Yu wouldn’t hold back and could fight with all his might. Perhaps he could kill the High Priest, avenging her as well.
Counting the time, her heart would only be completely consumed by the Oblivion Gu Worm after nightfall.
It was indeed miraculous; despite heart damage, she could still live, with her blood circulating freely.
The Oblivion Gu Worm, though painful, wouldn’t kill her until it completely devoured her heart.
This Oblivion Gu Worm probably prefers its meals fresh.
Well, the pain reminded her that she was alive, and that in itself was a good thing.
Wang Wanqiu actually wanted to hold on a little longer, at least to see her master one last time and have a conversation with her.
There were still many things she wanted to do. Looking back on her life, she realized she had spent too much time on cultivation.
Her life was as brief as a firework, not yet splendid before it was about to fall.
Suddenly, Wang Wanqiu thought of the days when she and Lin Yun were chased by the Red Lotus Sect. It was not that those days held great significance for her; it was just that these scenes suddenly floated into her mind, along with the poem she wrote when trying to seek the help of the Flower Fairy by sneaking into Guanghan Palace.
"Who says I do not cherish my life, as I wake from dreams, my robes damp with tears."
Back then, she felt quite proud of herself, and the emotion was fitting, but unfortunately, it was all ruined by Lin Yun, whose interference completely killed the mood.
At that time, she criticized Lin Yun for being too mundane, but who would have thought he could write masterpieces like "Moonlight over the Spring River"? Compared to his poetry, her own talents truly seemed insignificant.
As memories surfaced, Wang Wanqiu suddenly felt like laughing, but unfortunately, her mouth was sealed, and she couldn’t smile.
"I hope you can continue to shine brightly like the moon," she said to Lin Yun in her heart. All of a sudden, someone knocked on her door urgently.
Who would come looking for her at this time?
Wang Wanqiu struggled to get up, because at this time on the mountain, the only ones who would come were Lin Yu and Lin Yun.
The other witches wouldn’t seek her out, and the High Priest would directly communicate through Divine Sense Voice Transmission.
"I cannot fall here."
Though drained of energy and weak due to the lack of vital blood, Wang Wanqiu still stood up strongly relying on her will.
At that moment, Wang Wanqiu suddenly grasped the essence of the Heart Guarding Realm.
The power of the heart is the strongest.
She rose, opened the door, and sure enough, Lin Yu was standing there.
Lin Yu examined Wang Wanqiu carefully, but unable to discern anything unusual and to avoid alerting the High Priest, she made an excuse, "I would like to see the High Priest, can you take me to her?"
Wang Wanqiu glanced at the sky outside, which was somewhat dim but had not completely darkened yet.
The reason they wanted to act at night was to avoid causing even bigger trouble.
Following the natural law of daybreak work and dusk rest, both cultivators and common people have their vision affected at night.
And with the advent of this living habit, those things not suitable for daylight were generally carried out at night.
Murder, arson, eloping, digging pits – all were best done at night.
Wang Wanqiu didn’t expect Lin Yu to suddenly change her mind; why would she want to see the High Priest at this time?
She shook her head and was about to communicate through Divine Sense Voice Transmission when her previously stitched mouth suddenly began to move.
"The High Priest has already rested, guest. If you have anything to discuss, feel free to tell me."
When Lin Yu heard Wang Wanqiu speak, she was yet to be happy when her heart sank.
Wang Wanqiu was clearly unable to speak, yet suddenly she could speak, and from the look in her eyes, she seemed surprised and confused herself.
Her body was still her own, but now she couldn’t control it; someone else was speaking.
Lin Yu hated to see her only disciple being bullied like this; she wanted nothing more than to go directly and kill the High Priest.
The rage meter of the Berserker was already full...
