novelhk Chapter 128 The Culprit of the Assassination
Chapter 128 The Culprit of the Assassination
Xie Wanning opened her storage bag and took out a communication token.
This is a token issued by the Qingyun Sect, which displays real-time information about the competition.
But now it is written in big red characters: Due to the invasion of the demon race, the third competition of the sect competition has been temporarily changed. All disciples will go to the Linyu Flower Sea tomorrow to welcome the demon army. Whoever can capture the demon general Shen Yuan alive will win the first place in the third competition. The scores of others will be calculated according to the number of demons killed.
"Isn't this a joke?" Xie Wanning thought the elder who decided on the competition rules must have gone mad.
The Demon Lord has four demon generals under his command, including Wu Ying whom he encountered earlier. All of the demon generals are at least at the Nascent Soul stage, and each of them is a demon cultivator with astonishing combat power.
Just as Wu Ying possesses speed that is unmatched by ordinary people, Demon General Shen Yuan wears a mask all year round, revealing only his eyes. His greatest expertise lies in poison refining and magical artifacts, making him an outstanding figure in both ranged and melee combat.
More than a dozen Nascent Soul and Golden Core stage elders from various sects have died at his hands, and he has killed tens of thousands of ordinary cultivators.
How could such a terrifying demon general be killed by a sect disciple who had just reached the Golden Core stage?
Xie Wanning recalled the scene of her previous battle with Wu Ying. The overwhelming power she had faced was something that a mere Nascent Soul cultivator like herself could not withstand.
Xie Wanning's cultivation level is still at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, and she has no chance of winning against Wu Ying, who is at the Divine Transformation stage, let alone the even stronger Shen Yuan.
She lay down, covered herself with the blanket, and fell asleep almost immediately.
midnight.
A strong wind was blowing outside.
Xie Wanning didn't sleep well. Her dreams were filled with Wu Ying's vicious smile at her and Brother Song's tragic death.
"Little sister, why didn't you come to save me?!"
Suddenly, Xie Wanning woke up with a start, and above her appeared a gleaming dagger, swiftly stabbing towards her.
She rolled over and narrowly avoided the dagger.
"Who!" Xie Wanning got up and looked at the bedside, where a black figure quickly fled.
Xie Wanning picked up Luo Ze's sword and quickly chased after the black-clad figure. Along the way, she repeatedly shouted, "Assassin!", but no one appeared to help her.
She could only speed up to catch up with the black figure. Just as she was about to catch up, the black figure suddenly turned around and thrust a sharp dagger toward Xie Wan Ning's heart.
No time to hide!
Just as this thought crossed her mind, Xie Wanning's body tilted slightly to the side uncontrollably. At the same time, the ninth-grade defensive shield in her soul storage bag opened, finally blocking the fatal blow of the dagger.
However, the black figure was already out of her sight, and she definitely couldn't catch up now.
The black-clad figure failed to assassinate her this time, so they will definitely be more careful next time. I wonder if Xie Wanning will be able to evade it next time.
Sudden.
The black figure suddenly fell to the ground and remained unable to get up for a long time.
Xie Wanning hurriedly chased after him, only to see that the person was bound by thin black threads and could not move at all.
what happened?
Xie Wanning carefully looked around, but didn't see a third person. She looked down again and saw that under the bright moonlight, her own shadow had black threads emerging, binding the person on the ground.
Xie Wanning raised her eyebrows slightly, surprised that her sister had left her so many ways to save her life.
She crouched down, pulled off the black mask of the man in black, and saw the man's true face. Xie Wanning turned pale with fright.
The person before her had jet-black pupils, devoid of any whites or luster, and a face so pale it was almost bluish, covered in a dense network of fine black lines. No sound came from her mouth, and she didn't breathe through her nose. Xie Wan Ning gently touched the person's skin, feeling only its icy coldness.
She died, turned into a puppet by the demons. Now, even though she has no life, she still possesses cultivation and only carries out orders to kill.
The puppet trembled violently, struggling to break free of the thin ropes, and opened its mouth as if to bite Xie Wan Ning.
Xie Wanning collapsed to the ground. She didn't recognize the person in front of her, yet she wanted this high-level female cultivator who clearly harbored the dream of upholding the righteous path, but had been refined into a puppet to harm righteous cultivators. Xie Wanning's heart was filled with bitterness and sorrow.
It's all the fault of the demonic cultivators!
Xie Wanning planted the Luoze sword in the ground and angrily punched the trees beside her twice.
She began to wonder, who was trying to assassinate her?
Is it Si Jinchuan? He himself is plagued by inner demons; even if he were to assassinate her, he would likely do so personally. Ye Qianqian, on the other hand, has intricate connections with demonic cultivators. In her past life, Ye Qianqian conspired with the Demon Lord to frame Xie Wanning; now, it's highly likely she is the one!
Xie Wanning glanced sympathetically at the puppet on the ground, then took out the Immortal Binding Rope, tied it up, and kicked open the door of the Punishment Department while holding the puppet.
Day two.
Everyone received the message on their communication tokens: the culprit who assassinated the two sect disciples has been found; it turns out to be a demonic puppet.
The person who captured the demon puppet was none other than Xu Weilin, who had once "died" at her hands.
Elder Zhao of the Qingyun Sect's Punishment Department personally praised Xu Weilin.
Xu Weilin's score in the second competition was recognized as valid.
However, Xie Wanning remained sullen.
Last night, after delivering the puppet to the Department of Punishments, Elder Zhao used a magical artifact to obtain the puppet's memories. He learned that the puppet was an elder of the Tianyan Sect in life, who spent his life slaying demons and monsters, but was killed by the demon general Shen Yuan and turned into a puppet, killing countless people.
The puppet's memories of who brought it to Qingyun Sect and who ordered it to kill have been erased, so it's impossible to investigate further.
Elder Zhao was also very emotional. He had worked with that elder of the Tianyan Sect many times, and the two of them had once gone together to rescue disciples trapped in the secret realm.
Although the elder was a female cultivator, her cultivation was exceptionally high. She was highly skilled in using talismans, and whenever she was in charge of managing the disciples' exploration of the secret realm, no disciple died there. This was because the elder prioritized the disciples' lives over her own when protecting them; even if she herself was severely injured, she would ensure the disciples' safety.
Throughout her life, she actively fought against demons and saved many people.
However, just when everyone thought she had died a heroic death, who could have imagined that she would be refined into a puppet to do the most shameful thing she had ever done in her life—killing righteous cultivators!
Xie Wanning watched as the puppet, driven only by a bloodlust, burned to ashes in the raging fire, thus ending the endless battle and struggle.
Elder Zhao, dejected, walked to an open space and murmured a soothing incantation in a hoarse voice.
I wonder if my old friend, whom I haven't seen for more than ten years, will joke from heaven: "Brother Zhao, your singing is still as bad as it was back then."
Xie Wanning watched all this in silence, her heart filled with bitterness.
Her gaze was intense as she looked at Qingyun Peak; she needed to confirm something.
If that's true, then everything needs to be put to rest.
in the afternoon.
Everyone finally arrived at the Linyu Flower Sea.
They saw a vast sea, but the water was black, and it was called the Black Sea. There was no sunlight in the sky, only occasional flashes of lightning.
The waves rolled and churned, carrying an indescribable stench.
But by the sea, there were patches of bright red flowers, interspersed with dark green grass.
They grow nourished by demonic energy and are called Fallen Demon Flower and Mad Demon Grass respectively. Both flowers and plants exude demonic energy, which makes all the team leaders and sect disciples feel somewhat uncomfortable.
However, before they could recover, the demons had already appeared on the sea in their large ships.
The battle between humans and demons is about to begin!