Chapter 338: Inequality in the Road
Long Chen followed the direction Guo Ran was pointing and continued on for seven days. More and more mountain valleys appeared in front of him. As he continued forward, Long Chen discovered that there were more and more people appearing.
However, most of them weren’t from the other Monastery. This made Long Chen understand that the righteous path wasn’t only limited to the Xuantian Monastery
Some of the orthodox disciples had extremely powerful cultivations; they weren’t the slightest bit inferior to the disciples of the other Monasterys, and their cultivation might even be higher.
Along the way, they saw many battles between the two disciples. Other than the fact that both sides were fighting, the larger reason was that they wanted to kill someone for their treasure.
Long Chen didn’t even bother to pay attention to them. As long as they didn’t provoke him, Long Chen would basically ignore them.
However, even if Long Chen didn’t go and find trouble with him, trouble would eventually find him. In the past few days, there had been several disciples from other Monasterys trying to kill Long Chen by using the banner of the cleaning house.
In the end, Long Chen truly did not spoil them. Those who dared to attack Long Chen were all mercilessly slaughtered by him.
Apart from the righteous experts, the evil disciples couldn’t help but take action when they saw Long Chen was wandering alone. The result was a tragedy. One dead after another…
After advancing for seven days, Long Chen still hadn’t seen Zhao Mingshan and the others. He couldn’t help but feel a bit uncertain.
No one recognized them. Even if they wanted to know their existence, it would be unrealistic. If they failed to catch up to them within seven days, there would only be one result — they would lose their pursuers.
This made Long Chen extremely angry, but he could do nothing about it. The Nine Li Secret Realm was too big. With just the slightest deviation, it would be impossible for him to catch up to them.
Helpless, Long Chen could only continue onward to see if there were any other fortuitous encounters.
The (Jiu) Nine Li Secret Realm was a vast and boundless land. It was said that there were countless lucky chances present, but one had to rely on luck and strength in order to obtain them.
The further they walked, the more valleys ahead of them became more and more numerous, and there was even a faint mist rising from the valleys.
Long Chen hurriedly took out his map to take a look. This was the place that had been marked, the Misty Valley.
On the map, there was a small grass, which meant that there were a lot of heavenly resources here.
“The herbs aren’t bad either, let’s go take a look!”
Long Chen took a closer look and saw on the map that this place was marked as a valley crisscrossed like a maze. There was even mist swirling around it, covering an area of around ten thousand li.
However, the disciples of the past could only enter this place from the edge, and very few people dared to enter the deeper parts. It was said that those who entered the deeper parts were basically unable to come out alive, and the specific reason was unknown.
“Halt! Leave the treasure behind or you’ll die without a burial ground!” Long Chen lowered his head and looked at the map as he walked forward. Suddenly, a shout was heard.
Let me die without a burial place? “I’d like to see who’s so awesome.” Long Chen raised his head and looked in front of him.
The person in front was covered in blood and his aura was disorderly. He was running with all his might and his aura was that of an ordinary Core Disciple. He was wearing a righteous robe, but he was not a Outer Monastery disciple.
As for the person behind him, he held a long sword in his hand. His face was dark and his aura was surging like the sea. He was a powerful cultivator.
Long Chen finally understood that the other person wasn’t calling out to him and was just standing there watching the show. The scene before his eyes was clearly a murder for a treasure; Long Chen had seen too much of it.
However, what confused Long Chen was that the killing of people of the same sect was done by righteous cultivators. On the contrary, he had never seen them act against his own people before.
"Your Xuantian Monastery is a famous sect. Why are you making things difficult for us disciples from small sects?" The running disciple in front spoke angrily as he ran.
He was already in despair. He had just obtained a treasure and wanted to secretly leave the valley. But unexpectedly, his actions were still being followed by someone who wanted to do it.
Until he left the valley, that person would immediately kill him. He was just an ordinary core disciple, in their sect, he could be considered very strong.
However, against such a powerful cultivator, he was simply not a match for him. In just a few moves, he had nearly lost his life, and could only desperately run for his life.
Originally, he had hoped that someone would come out and act in a chivalrous manner, but those righteous disciples only acted as if they were just watching a show. After glancing at them, they continued to look for their own lucky chance.
Right now, he was heavily injured and his spirit energy was almost exhausted. He was at the end of the line, and he couldn’t see any hope, but he was unwilling, really unwilling.
After suffering countless hardships in order to enter the secret realm, he had only just obtained a treasure, yet it was about to be snatched away. He truly could not rest in peace even in death.
"Hmph hmph, this is all your fault. From the start, I told you to hand over the treasure, but you still dared to resist. You simply do not know how to appreciate the kindness."
Now that your grandfather is angry, even if you hand over the treasure, you will not be able to calm your grandfather’s anger.
The cultivator let out an angry roar as he stomped his feet on the ground. The sword in his hand slashed down toward that person like a waterfall.
He gave up running away, his eyes staring straight at the developing cultivator. Even if he were to die, he had to remember this person’s face. If the legend was true, he would transform into that legendary evil ghost and take his life.
Puff.
Blood splattered everywhere, splashing all over that person’s face and filling his nose with a strong stench of blood.
That person originally thought that he had died, but he suddenly realized that the blood wasn’t his.
A long blade pierced through his back and chest. The powerful cultivator lowered his head to look at the tip of the blade at his heart, his face filled with confusion.
“So what if you want to steal my treasure? After all, it’s normal to see my eyes turn red, and you actually still want to kill me; so what if you kill me? You’re angry, but you still want to act cool; acting cool is pretending to be cool. Such a big day is not enough, and you have to act pretentious in front of me! Do you know that I hate people who are even more arrogant than me the most?” A very dissatisfied voice came from behind the developing cultivator.
The cultivator tried his best to turn his head to see who had stabbed him. However, the terrifying power that accompanied that long blade had already shattered his internal organs, and even his bones had been shattered. He was unable to achieve such a simple feat.
"Plop!"
Only now did the man in front of him, who had narrowly escaped death, see an extremely handsome young man casually tossing away the blood on the blade.
"Thank you, senior brother! Thank you for saving my life!" That person was overjoyed, and after he finished speaking, he kneeled on the ground, gratitude written all over his face.
“If you thank me so quickly, I won’t be able to fight for your treasures.” Long Chen waved his hand and pushed him away, causing his knees to not stick to the ground. He didn’t like this kind of way of thanking others.
"If Brother Long wants what I have on me, I will naturally give it to you with both hands!" That person said without the slightest hesitation.
"Hey, you actually know me? “Let’s not talk about this for now. This fellow’s Dao-Marks are coming out. Why don’t you try it out and see if you can catch it?” Long Chen pointed at the Dao Marks that were beginning to gather on the body of the cultivator.
Those Dao patterns usually resided in the body of a cultivator. It was said that they were strengthened by karmic luck, but Long Chen didn’t believe it.
If he really did have karmic luck, how could he die so easily? What did he say? Only by obtaining the protection of the Heavenly Dao could the people behind Ford receive the favor of the heavens.
In Long Chen’s opinion, most of these Dao Developers were lacking in morals. Otherwise, how could they possibly have done something like this and chased after the weak?
Originally, Long Chen didn’t want to interfere in this matter, but for some reason, when he saw that person’s unyielding attitude and anger before he died, Long Chen remembered what happened to him in the capital. He was similarly furious and helpless, so he couldn’t help but take action.
"Can I?" That person was greatly shocked. One must know that this was a heavenly great opportunity and Long Chen actually gave it to him.
"If you continue to talk nonsense, that thing will run away." Long Chen said faintly.
Innate Dao patterns, in Long Chen’s eyes, were nothing more than fart. Long Chen felt infuriated just by looking at them. After experiencing the great tribulation, Long Chen finally understood why he had a bone deep disgust towards these Innate Dao patterns.
Because Long Chen felt that the entire world didn’t approve of him and wanted to destroy him, he was extremely disgusted with anything that had to do with the will of the world.
"Thank you so much."
The man took a deep breath and circulated the soul force between his eyebrows. Like a net, he pulled the Innate Dao Mark into his forehead.
Absorbing the Innate Dao Marks was a very simple task, but whether he could succeed or not depended on the approval of the Innate Dao patterns.
"Hey!" "It really succeeded?" Long Chen was slightly surprised.
After that person devoured the Innate Dao mark, the mark did not disappear from his body. This meant that he was actually compatible with the mark, which was beyond Long Chen’s expectations.
“Brother Long, please accept Xu Yang’s bow.” The man who called himself Xu Yang was about to kneel again after he finished speaking.
Xu Yang was originally a disciple of a small sect. In the entire sect, there were only two core disciples. For many years, there had never been a cultivator.
Now that he had successfully fused with the Dao Mark of the Innate Realm, he would become the pride of the entire sect. That sort of excitement and pride could not be expressed in words.
“Hey, hey, hey, don’t try this. I hate these stupid things the most!” Long Chen waved his hand and a wave of powerful force shot out. That person was immediately unable to move.
"How do you know me?" Long Chen really wanted to know.
"Xu Yang has seen the Mirage Jade about Brother Long." Xu Yang immediately said, "But Xu Yang believes that the Mirage Jade must have been well-intentioned and purposely framed Brother Long. It has no head nor tail, and must have concealed some important plot!"
Damn it, I underestimated the advertising power of this group of bastards. Now, not only the other disciples knew about this video, even the other righteous disciples knew about it.
This is clearly forcing your father to do this. Very good, very good. Your father will definitely find out which bastard is targeting your father.
“Brother Long, don’t be angry. Clear people do what they say, and a straight person is not afraid of slanting shadows.” Xu Yang saw that Long Chen’s face had turned black and couldn’t help but advise.
“Can’t be bothered with those idiots. You came out from inside. Tell me what’s going on inside.” Long Chen asked.
"Brother Long, this is a bit of kindness from your little brother. Please accept it no matter what!"
Xu Yang didn’t answer Long Chen’s question. Instead, an item appeared in his hand, which he handed over to Long Chen with great care.