Chapter 677 (2/2)

Old Daoist Qiankun?

Tang Xiu’s expression moved. Then, he invited Old Blind to take a seat and accompanied her to finish the meal. As the meal was cleaned and the eight-person table was also moved into the house, Tang Xiu then spoke, “Previously… you spoke about an old Daoist Qiankun, right? What is his relationship with Jin Sanchi and Jin Sijie?”

While rubbing her stomach, Old Blind replied with a cheerful expression, “They are Master and disciples. Jin Sanchi and Jin Sijie are the disciples of this Daoist Qiankun old fogy.”

Tang Xiu’s complexion changed and asked again, “I’ve been here before and met Jin Sanchi and Jin Sijie. I spared their lives due to a momentary benevolence. But, that old Daoist Qiankun wasn’t there.”

“He just broke the seal I cast on him, so how could he possibly appear before?” Old Blind sneered. “If anything, this Old Blind will be open to you about this fact. He and I have a long time enmity. It was he who cast his eyes on my family heritage at first. He killed my father and all my family members for that. Later on, I studied the divination art heritage of my family and, after spending quite the effort both in mind and energy, I finally succeeded in arranging a Starlight Array in the Abstruse Yin Ground and trapped him there. I thought it was impossible to escape that place with his Golden Core Stage cultivation, but he did indeed escape.”

Tang Xiu was taciturn as he quietly thought about the revelation. After noticing some issues, he then asked, “According to what you said, Daoist Qiankun was not your match in the past, so why didn’t you defeat him last night?”

“I used all the cards I have up my sleeves at that time, and he got suppressed because he looked down on me before. He did not even unleash his ultimate trump card, else it could have been me who died,” sighed Old Blind. “Tang Xiu, do you know how many years that old Daoist has been living?”

“Isn’t he from the same era as you?” Asked Tang Xiu, astounded.

“He is at least twice older than me.” Old Blind shook her head.

Twice her age?

Tang Xiu’s countenance slightly changed. He still clearly remembered Old Blind’s age. She should be about 120 years of age. With that said, shouldn’t Daoist Qiankun’s age be at least 240 years old?

“No wonder his strength was so formidable. Old Blind, you’re not his match at all, so what is his present level of cultivation now?”

“His cultivation in the past was Peak Golden Core Stage, and it was highly likely that he would break through to the Nascent Soul Stage in the future. However, I had him suppressed in the Abstruse Yin Ground for so many years and this time that I met him again, I found that his strength is much weaker than it was previously. The level of power he can unleash is just at the Early Golden Core Stage, else I could have lost my life in his hand last night.”

Early Golden Core Stage?

A cold glint flashed in Tang Xiu’s eyes. In the case that Daoist Qiankun’s strength was at the Peak Golden Core Stage, he would be unable to contend with him despite his present strength. But if he was at the Early Golden Core Stage… he would be able to kill him, albeit with some difficulty…

“Old Blind, I want to know where Daoist Qiankun is now.”

Old Blind slightly furrowed her brows. Although her eyes could not see Tang Xiu, her special ability allowed her to see his expression clearly. She then shook her head and sighed, “Exterminating him while relying on these few people you brought will be very difficult. Just wait until my injury has fully recovered. We’ll join forces and kill him at that time.”

“There’s no need to wait,” said Tang Xiu with confidence. “If I have the guts to look for him, it means that I have the ability to kill him. Just tell me!”

Old Blind hesitated for a moment, and then replied helplessly, “Since you’ve already decided it so, then I’ll tell you. That place is full of evil qi aura and is located in the Southwest direction. It isn’t far from here, about fifty kilometers.”

Southwest direction within fifty kilometers? Is it the hunting grounds?

Tang Xiu’s expression moved, as he immediately got up and said, “Old Blind, just stay here to take care of your injuries and heal well. I’ll be back bringing Daoist Qiankun and his two disciples’ heads.”

“I’m going with you!” Old Blind got up, and her tone was exceptionally firm.

“But your injury…” Tang Xiu hesitated.

“Your men gave me a Holy Healing medicine, thus it’s better already now.” Old Blind interrupted him. “In contrast with that Qiankun old fogy, I’m sure he’s feeling unwell now since he doesn’t have a Holy Healing medicine.”

“Let’s go together, then!”

Seeing Old Blind’s firmness, Tang Xiu no longer refuted. Jie Walie had left with his men and left them a Wrangler SUV. Added with the van, the two cars quickly rushed toward the hunting grounds.

Late at night.

A cold wind was howling and whistling outside the window, but the darkroom was warm as in spring. The old Daoist Qiankun was sitting cross-legged on the bed treating himself, while Jin Sanchi’s eyes were full of killing intent in the next room, watching Jin Sijie in the process of healing himself. The hatred he had for Old Blind, Tang Xiu, and even his men had been carved deep into his bones.

The plan they had worked for so many years had ultimately fallen through.

His Master appeared and yet was burdened with severe injuries upon his return. This hatred drove him to make up his mind to find an opportunity to torture and kill Tang Xiu. Torture and slaughter those stupid bastards that prevented him from becoming an immortal.