"Quack quack quack..."
A group of crows were cawing in the sky, circling above the corpses, unwilling to leave.
Seven or eight wandering cultivators were squatting on the ground, searching the bodies.
To them, the clothes and shoes on the corpses were valuable, and if lucky, they could find some talismans and spirit stones.
With over twenty corpses, they naturally had to search thoroughly.
These wandering cultivators were busy searching with their heads down, not noticing a group of people approaching from outside.
The old ghost leading the way pointed from a distance, cautiously saying, "Boss, it's over there."
Chi She glanced at the sky filled with a mass of crows and then at the wandering cultivators searching the bodies.
His crimson pupils were filled with uncontrollable ferocity.
He pointed his finger, and a burst of flames soared into the sky, landing in the midst of the circling crows, exploding into a fiery red blaze.
With a loud bang, dozens of crows were shattered by the fiery impact, their charred and fragmented flesh and feathers turning into black ashes falling from the sky.
The wandering cultivators on the ground, busy looting the bodies, were startled.
They looked around in fear and quickly noticed Chi She and his group.
Chi She, standing in front, was tall, clad in a crimson robe that billowed like clouds.
His crimson eyes exuded a fierce aura, instilling fear in those who gazed upon them.
Moreover, Chi She was accompanied by a group of cultivators, numbering around twenty to thirty.
Although the wandering cultivators didn't know what these people were up to, they could tell that they were no good.
Without hesitation, they turned and ran.
Chi She waved his hand, "Capture them all, don't let a single one escape."
The cultivators behind him rushed out, causing the fleeing wandering cultivators to run even faster.
Chi She paid no attention to these minor matters.
He suppressed the killing intent in his eyes and politely said to the cultivator beside him, "Please, Mu Lao, help us take a look."
"Alright."
Mu Lao nodded proudly.
Despite his short stature and sallow complexion, resembling someone suffering from a severe liver ailment, his small bright eyes gleamed with a sharpness akin to a sword's edge.
Under Mu Lao's gaze, Chi She felt an inexplicable discomfort, making him tense and uneasy.
Chi She slightly lowered his head in a respectful gesture.
Although he was the leader of the Chi She Gang, in front of Mu Lao, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he had to be respectful and polite, not daring to be disrespectful.
Mu Lao carefully examined the bodies under a big tree, then walked around the courtyard, inspecting the bodies of Bai She and Lao Niu for a while.
He muttered to himself, "Such swift swordsmanship."
The looters had disturbed the original state of the bodies, but the wounds on the bodies remained undamaged.
The smooth and neat wound on the neck indicated the speed of the opponent's sword.
The thin and small old ghost had been accompanying Mu Lao all along, looking extremely nervous, not daring to even breathe loudly.
After some contemplation, Mu Lao said to the old ghost, "Tell me again about the situation from last night."
The old ghost was a bit nervous, trying hard to recall the events of last night while carefully choosing his words.
"Last night, Da Ya and I were on guard outside, on that tree."
The old ghost pointed outside, from this position, one could faintly see that tree. "I didn't see anyone on the tree, only Jiu Ye coming with two followers."
"As soon as Jiu Ye entered the courtyard, I heard an exceptionally sharp and low sword whistle."
Recalling that scene, the old ghost still felt lingering fear, a hint of dread appearing in his eyes.
"I turned to look and saw a green sword light rushing into the crowd from the courtyard. I couldn't see clearly what was happening, the person's sword was too fast. All I could see was the sword light flashing, blood and flesh flying."
"Finally, that person released a red halo, I don't know what it was, but with a turn in the air, all the heads of the people were chopped off..."
The old ghost had already recounted these events once, but now, back at the scene of the battle, he remembered many details.
Led by the old ghost, Mu Lao and Chi She arrived under the tree where he had been on guard.
Da Ya's body still lay there, stripped of clothes, shoes, and socks.
His mouth was gaping, revealing two prominently protruding large front teeth, exceptionally white and eye-catching.
Judging from Da Ya's expression, he must have died in extreme terror, wanting to scream but ending up in this state.
Mu Lao paid no attention to the somewhat comical front teeth.
He bent down to carefully examine Da Ya's forehead, then turned his head over, revealing a large bloodstain at the back of his head.
"It should be the Ice Arrow Technique."
Mu Lao stood up and glanced at the big tree. "Fifty steps away, a single Ice Arrow Technique pierced through the skull. A formidable spell."
The Ice Arrow Technique, a low-level spell, being cultivated to this level surprised Mu Lao, leaving him astonished.
Chi She was even more shocked.
He didn't know the Ice Arrow Technique, but such low-level spells lost their power beyond twenty steps.
Unable to contain his curiosity, he asked, "Mu Lao, is the opponent a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"
"Most likely. No matter how much a Qi Refining cultivator trains, their spiritual sense range won't exceed fifty steps."
"To be able to accurately cast a spell from fifty steps away, it's a power only Foundation Establishment cultivators possess."
Mu Lao frowned, "But there's one problem..."
Back in the courtyard, Mu Lao reexamined the bodies of Bai She and Lao Jiu.
Chi She, puzzled, asked, "Mu Lao, what's the problem?"
"If the opponent is at Foundation Establishment level, why resort to a sneak attack?"
Mu Lao pointed at the bodies of Bai She and Lao Jiu, "Both of them clearly made no resistance and were killed at first sight."
These two were both late-stage Qi Refining cultivators, unable to match up to a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but they could still put up some resistance.
Chi She pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps this person is just treacherous by nature, even as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, they enjoy ambushing others from behind."
Mu Lao was somewhat surprised.
Foundation Establishment cultivators were much stronger than Qi Refining cultivators.
Even if it took some effort to deal with a group of Qi Refining cultivators, there was no need for a sneak attack.
However, upon further thought, it wasn't impossible.
A leopard can't change its spots.
Some people are naturally cunning and malicious, enjoying ambushing and attacking from behind.
Mu Lao nodded, "That makes sense. Whether in swordsmanship or spells, this person is undoubtedly at the Foundation Establishment level."
Chi She's expression turned grave, "So, besides Li Shuanglin, there's another Foundation Establishment cultivator hidden in Feima Ji!"
"Second, third, and fourth brothers were all killed by this person!"
He respectfully asked, "Mu Lao, do you think you have a chance against this person?"
Mu Lao chuckled, "This person seems to have just reached Foundation Establishment, being ruthless but lacking experience. I, at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, can easily kill him."
Chi She was relieved to hear this from Mu Lao.
With Mu Lao's assurance, if that mysterious cultivator dared to cause trouble in their territory, they would be met with a fierce response!
Chi She felt uneasy without Mu Lao's protection.
Without him, entering Feima Ji would be like walking into a death trap...
The escaped wandering cultivators were all captured and brought back.
Chi She personally killed a few of them, to silence them and vent his anger.
"Mu Lao, let's go back."
Although Chi She was angry, he didn't dare to act recklessly.
If he led Mu Lao openly into Feima Ji, experts from Yun Zong would arrive the next day.
Mu Lao wasn't particularly interested in Feima Ji, but out of courtesy, he had come to help Chi She assess the situation.
He was about to speak when he suddenly felt something and turned to look up, seeing a faint blue light in the distant sky.
Mu Lao adjusted his eyes and activated his spiritual sense.
The faint blue light kept enlarging in his eyes, revealing a green flying ship flying towards Feima Ji, with three interlocking white cloud patterns on its hull, the emblem of Lianyun Sect.
Frowning, he said, "Why is Lianyun Sect's Qingmu flying ship here?"
Chi She couldn't see what Mu Lao saw, but he knew Mu Lao wouldn't speak without reason.
"Lianyun Sect's flying ship usually arrives on the first day of each month, today is only the twenty-third, why are they here?"
Mu Lao said, "Leave two people to deal with the bodies, let's go first. If the people from Lianyun Sect see me, it will be troublesome!"
Chi She didn't dare to be careless and quickly led the group into the woods, disappearing without a trace.
Gao Xian, who was practicing boxing in his own courtyard, also saw the green wooden flying ship.
Gao Xian had expected the Qingmu flying ship to land at Feima Ji as usual, but to his surprise, the ship didn't stop and flew directly towards the depths of Tengshe Mountain.
He became excited, "Lianyun Sect's response is really quick this time. It seems that when it comes to making money, everyone is particularly proactive..."
(End of Chapter)