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Chapter 142

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Before long, Lu Yangrong stopped in his tracks.

There were two people sprawled on the streets not far ahead. They were motionless and their faces could not be seen.

One of them held a gong in his hands while the other held a baton. By the looks of it, they should be the night watchmen of Linfeng City.

It was not really night yet, so how could the night watchman appear?

What was up with them sprawled here?

"Hey, the two night watchmen in front. Are you dead or alive?" Lu Yangrong gripped his flying sword and did not rush forward, merely shouting from where he was.

Guan Jin sneered at the side, "What can an ancient city of mortals have that's worth being so cautious about?"

Even though that was what he said, Guan Jin gripped a protection talisman in his palm as he walked forward and flipped one of them over.

"Ah!"

Guan Jin exclaimed and retreated a couple of steps.

Su Zimo and the others could see clearly from the back that the person was already dead.

Everyone had seen corpses before.

However, this was the first time they had seen someone die in such a bizarre manner!

The night watchman's cheeks were shriveled and his skin was wrinkled as though all his essence had been drained away. His grayish-white eyes were filled with confusion.

Even at the moment of his death, this person probably did not know the cause of his death.

Guan Jin took a deep breath of air and flipped the other person over with his leg – his death was almost the same as the former.

It felt as though the two of them were walking on the streets when they met with misfortune and died on the spot without even having the chance to react!

Su Zimo narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment. Suddenly, he walked towards a shop at the side and kicked open the door, circling around inside.

Everyone inside was already dead.

Be it men or women, old or young, most of them died in their sleep in the exact same manner as the night watchmen outside!

By the time Su Zimo returned to the long street, Leng Rou and the others had just walked out of the other houses with grim expressions and lingering fears.

"They're all dead!"

Little Fatty swallowed his saliva.

Even though the five of them were cultivators and there were even four Foundation Establishment Cultivators, they had never experienced something like this before.

Moreover, if they were not wrong, the people in the entire ancient city were most likely dead!

Su Zimo quickly sketched out an image in his mind.

Last night, Linfeng City was still as peaceful as ever. Almost everyone in the ancient city was asleep and the night watchman was walking on the streets when misfortune befell him!

No one was spared!

Most of them died in their sleep.

The entire city had at least a hundred thousand people!

In a single night, all of them had died!

Lu Yangrong said in a low voice, "It must be someone from the Demon Sect!"

"Yes, the people of the Demonic Sect are cruel and ruthless. They would resort to any means necessary. This way of death is clearly not caused by the cultivation techniques of the Righteous Path." Guan Jin nodded his head.

Suddenly, Su Zimo asked, "What did the disciples of the sect who discovered the spirit mine say in their letters?"

Little Fatty replied, "It's nothing much. It's just that a spirit mine has been discovered in the southern suburbs of Linfeng City and is currently being mined. It should be done in about two days. This junior brother said that he discovered some cultivators near the spirit mine and was worried that someone would take the risk. Therefore, he asked the sect to send a few Foundation Establishment Cultivators as reinforcements. "

After he said that, Little Fatty suddenly realized something and asked with widened eyes, "Bro, are you trying to say that the culprit of this tragedy is trying to steal our sect's spirit mine?"

"That's very likely."

Su Zimo nodded his head. "It's too much of a coincidence for this to happen right after the spirit mine was discovered near Linfeng City."

"What should we do then? Are we still going to the spirit mine?" Little Fatty asked.

Su Zimo said in a low voice, "Send a letter to the sect first and tell them that there's a change in the situation. The few of you have expended quite a bit of spirit qi along the way. It's best for you guys to recover first before investigating the spirit mine … "

"Junior Brother Su, you're too weak. If you're afraid, don't follow us."

Before Su Zimo could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Lu Yangrong's cold laughter.

Guan Jin glanced at Su Zimo from the corner of his eyes as well. His eyes were filled with mockery as he said leisurely, "Junior Brother Su, since you're so worried, why don't you hurry back? I've long advised you not to follow us, fufu."

Su Zimo frowned.

Suddenly, Leng Rou said, "I agree with Junior Brother Su's suggestion."

As she said that, she took out a paper crane from her storage bag and wrote a few lines of words on it using her spirit qi. Releasing the paper crane, it flew into the skies and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When he saw that, Lu Yangrong consoled her, "Junior Sister Leng, don't worry. Within the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there's no cultivator who would be so blind as to lay their hands on the spirit mine of Misty Peak."

"That's right!"

Guan Jin was very calm as he analyzed, "This is only an inferior-grade spirit mine and it's mostly filled with inferior-grade spirit stones. It's not very attractive to Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Even if someone has designs on it, they're merely Qi Refinement Warriors and nothing to fear."

The spirit qi within inferior-grade spirit stones did not have much of an effect on Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

If Foundation Establishment Cultivators wanted to raise their cultivation, they would require middle-grade spirit stones.

At the realm of Perfected Jin Dan, they would require superior-grade or even supreme-grade spirit stones.

In reality, what the two of them said made sense. However, Su Zimo had a feeling that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.

"Let's go. Let's head to the spirit mine and everything will be clear!"

Waving his hand, Lu Yangrong summoned his flying sword and led the way.

Guan Jin followed closely behind while little crane carried Su Zimo and Linghu.

Before long, the five of them arrived at the spirit mine.

Arriving at the dark entrance of the spirit mine, Lu Yangrong paused in his tracks and turned back. "Junior Brother Guan and I will walk at the front. Junior Brother Su is the weakest so he'll stand in the middle. Junior Sister Leng and Little Fatty will bring up the rear."

No one had any objections to that arrangement.

The entrance of the cave was narrow and little crane and Linghu could not enter. They could only guard the entrance.

Su Zimo could tell that even though Lu Yangrong appeared nonchalant earlier on, he was now cautious.

Lu Yangrong summoned his flying sword and hovered it in front of his chest. Two spirit patterns shone on it – it was a middle-grade flying sword.

The five of them headed deeper into the spirit mine.

They had not walked far when a strange sound came from the front, as though a huge flock of something was flying over. A faint red glow could be seen.

Lu Yangrong focused his gaze – it was a flock of pitch-black crows. However, their eyes shone with a strange red glow.

"Squat down and let them pass!"

Lu Yangrong lowered his body and everyone behind him did the same.

A flock of blood-eyed crows sped over their heads without stopping.

Lu Yangrong heaved a sigh of relief and shrugged his shoulders. Pretending to be relaxed, he turned around and said with a smile, "In places like spirit mines, these feathered beasts often appear. It's very normal. Ignoring them is a waste of spirit energy."

Right then, Su Zimo felt a sense of danger and hollered, "Watch out!"

Swash!

A sword beam flashed at an extremely fast speed and arrived before them instantly.

At that moment, the blood-eyed crows had just flown past and everyone was at their most relaxed state. By the time Lu Yangrong heard Su Zimo's warning, it was already too late.

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