Chapter 371. Mortal (1/2)

After Wang Lin and Red Butterfly’s fight, the name Ceng Niu gained even more prestige and the treasures he used were seen by all of the messengers of the various cultivation countries. After these messengers returned to their respective countries, the news spread out.

Whether it was the restriction flag, the celestial sword, or the God Slaying War Chariot, these items suddenly became the most talked about things among cultivators.

The person named Ceng Niu had been titled the number one person under the Soul Transformation stage on Suzaku.

At the same time, Mount Suzaku sent out a message that Red Butterfly was going into closed door cultivation to attempt to break through to the Soul Transformation stage. No one questioned this; after all, if Red Butterfly had a breakthrough during her fight, then going into closed door cultivation was natural.

However, as time slowly passed, people found out that Ceng Niu had gone missing.

No one knew where he had gone; they only knew that Ceng Niu had disappeared without a trace when going to Mount Suzaku to get his order.

This matter caused a big storm. The old man who held the title of Suzaku came out of his closed door cultivation and looked to the north.

Three days ago, there were shock waves containing celestial spiritual energy coming from there. That meant that two Soul Transformation cultivators were using celestial spiritual energy to fight.

In addition to that, he also felt the Giant Demon Clan’s bloodline power.

Although the Suzaku’s cultivation was powerful, he wasn’t a god that could know things in advance. Suzaku was huge and complex, so, after some extensive searching, he found out that this matter with Ceng Niu was started by Xue Yue and that the Giant Demon Clan participated.

However, he couldn’t find the identity of the other Soul Transformation cultivator.

In addition, when he spread out his divine sense, he could only vaguely feel where Wang Lin was. He couldn’t pinpoint his exact location, which was surprising to him.

He judged that Wang Lin’s origin soul must have collapsed due to serious injuries. This was why he couldn’t pinpoint where Wang Lin was.

However, in his eyes, Wang Lin was only one of Liu Mei’s cultivation furnaces. He was important but not that important.

“Liu Mei, go to the northern end of the Suzaku Continent. Wang Lin is there…” After leaving a message for Liu Mei, the old man went back into closed door cultivation.

Xue Yue’s actions went against his will. They will definitely be in danger in the future.

Liu Mei’s figure floated down from Mount Suzaku and turned into a ray of light that flew toward the northern end of the Suzaku continent.

Right now, on one of the cliffs of Mount Suzaku, stood a woman wearing a red veil. Her eyes were empty and there were no signs of life within her.

There was a bright red flower near her feet. As the wind blew, the flower trembled as if would be blown away, but it still struggled to grow.

Qian Feng’s figure appeared behind the red-veiled woman. He flicked his finger and the flower at the woman’s feet turned to dust.

“Heartless, I know that you have a tiny bit of your origin soul hidden somewhere, but with me in control, there won’t be a second Zi Xin!” Qian Feng’s right hand touched the red veiled-woman’s face and he let out an evil smile.

One month later.

In a village in the northern part of the Suzaku continent, a young man was sitting on a rock at the entrance of the village. His face was filled with very shocking scars, making him look very ugly, and his eyes were dim.

He was looking into the distance. His eyes weren’t focused at all; they only contained sadness and confusion.

As villagers passed by the village entrance, they all looked at him with disgust before going around him.

The young man’s expression didn’t change at all as people passed by; he just stared into the distance.

Shortly after, a young girl who was wearing flower-pattern top and pants came by. Behind her was a dog the size of a calf.

This girl looked to be about 14 or 15 years old, her face was white, and her eyes were big.

The girl stopped 30 feet from the young man and shouted, “Ugly Mute, my dad told me to call you back for dinner.”

The young man turned around, looked at the young girl, and stood up. His legs were a bit numb, maybe because he had been sitting there for too long, so he almost fell over as he tried to stand up, causing the girl to laugh.

“Mute, hurry up. I’m hungry.” The young girl turned around and walked back into the village. The dog ran before her as if it was opening a path.

The young man slowly followed the girl. As he looked at the village, the sadness in his eyes deepened.

In a house near the entrance of the village sat a middle-aged man. His blue shirt had been washed so many times that it was turning white.

There were herbs laid out on the ground. When the wind blew, the fragrance of the herbs spread.

The young girl bounced into the room, sat down next to the man, and said, “Dad, I called the mute back.”

The man frowned. He looked at the girl and shouted, “Behave yourself! Call him uncle!”

The girl stuck out her tongue and didn’t say anything. Instead, she ran into the house and helped her mom set the table.