Chapter 173
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"Pay up! 100 mid-grade Spirit Jades per person! " A middle-aged Daoist priest with a long beard pointed at a large box in front of everyone.
Everyone looked at each other. Finally, with one person taking the lead, the others all took out their Spirit Jades and stuffed them into the box.
Since they were already here, Zhao Yuande also took out his Spirit Jades and threw them into the box.
"Good! Today, let's talk about the history of our Empty Mountain Dao Sect! I'll only talk about it once, so don't blame me if you can't remember it! "The Daoist priest nodded in satisfaction and began his explanation.
Zhao Yuande felt dizzy as he listened. He felt that there was something strange and mysterious about this matter.
The history of the Empty Mountain Dao Sect spanned from ancient times to modern times. The Daoist priest's saliva flew everywhere as he spoke.
After the history was explained, everyone was assigned to rest in a dimly lit hall.
Zhao Yuande, who felt very sleepy, easily fell asleep.
When he woke up, he realized that the sky was still dark, and the people around him had all disappeared.
He walked out of the hall strangely and looked at the bright moon in the sky. He clearly felt that something was wrong.
With his cultivation, how could he feel tired? How could he have fallen asleep without being alert? Where did those people go?
"Whoosh!"
He suddenly heard the sound of something tearing through the air. He hurriedly returned to the hall and lay down to continue pretending to sleep.
Those people had indeed returned, but it seemed that one of them was missing!
Zhao Yuande carefully checked the aura. Indeed, one of them was missing.
A youth came to his side and carefully observed the sleeping Zhao Yuande. Then, he shook his head at everyone.
Only then did everyone return to their positions and lie down to sleep.
The next day, someone knocked on the door of the hall at daybreak. Breakfast was delivered according to the number of people present. It was all simple and plain food.
However, the Daoist who delivered the food was not the least bit curious because one person was missing. Instead, he smiled at Zhao Yuande, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Zhao Yuande nodded at the Daoist who delivered the food.
"Lu Tianshu, direct descendant of the Lu Family of the North. Late stage of the Divine Embryo Realm in the Blood Sea. Body of the Earth Spirit 'corrupted' … Mid-grade ingredients, no matching recipes!"
A direct descendant of the Lu Family? Why would a direct descendant of the Lu Clan be willing to come here to be a Taoist priest?
Had he been corrupted? What the hell was this?
He turned his gaze to the right and turned to the young men beside him.
"Zang Bo, personal disciple of the Myriad Poison Cult, late stage of the Divine Embryo Realm in the Blood Sea, 'soulless' Body of the Hidden Earth … Low-grade ingredient, matching recipe … list of ingredients …"
Lost his soul? What kind of state was this? Zhao Yuande was completely dumbfounded. He had never encountered such a situation before. He felt that everything was strange.
He looked at these people one by one. The few young people beside him were all 'soulless'. Moreover, they were all from various large clans and sects. They were all geniuses with decent talent.
What kind of place was this Skyhill Dao Sect? Why are there so many strange things happening?
On this day, there were many Taoist masters who explained all kinds of sect matters to them.
Zhao Yuande discovered that these Taoist masters were indeed disciples of the Sky Mountain Dao Sect, and their positions were not low. They were all elders or deacons.
Some of these people's eyes were filled with pain, some with confusion, some with helplessness, but most of them were filled with anticipation!
When he returned to the main hall at night, Zhao Yuande's divine sense spread out in all directions. He actually discovered that one of the young men had lit a black incense stick in the corner of the main hall.
"Soul Calming Incense. It has the ability to cause one's soul to be infatuated and fall into a dazed state. It can't be used as an ingredient!"
So they lit the Soul Calming Incense. Could it be that I fell asleep last night? Zhao Yuande instantly understood.
He immediately sealed off his five senses and pretended to be asleep.
In the middle of the night, the remaining six young men all stood up. Their eyes were filled with confusion as they snuck toward the back mountain of the Skyhill Dao Sect.
When their figures all disappeared from the main hall, Zhao Yuande jumped up from his seat and quietly followed behind them.
He followed these people to a majestic stone wall at the back of the mountain.
These six people seemed to have already divided up their work. Some stood guard outside, while others climbed up the stone wall and did all kinds of strange actions. There were even some who took out spiritual items and began to offer sacrifices!
Zhao Yuande looked at these people in confusion. What were they doing? Could there be some kind of treasure in this stone wall?
Just as he was scratching his head in confusion, the stone wall suddenly emitted a silver light under the moonlight. A strange shadow came out of the stone wall and charged toward the six people.
Zhao Yuande thought that there would definitely be a huge battle here, but what shocked him was that the six people just stood there motionless, waiting for the shadow.
The shadow chose one of them and directly jumped into his body. That person screamed, and his entire body turned into a pool of blood. Fresh blood splattered all over the ground.
The shadow seemed to have eaten its fill. It wobbled and flew back into the stone wall.
"Ten-thousand-year-old Yin Soul. An expert who died ten thousand years ago. His resentment is undying. He can devour souls to evolve … Middle-grade ingredients. Paired with the recipe 'Soul Return.' It can reconstruct the soul, allowing a cultivator who died less than two hours ago to be reborn. Ingredients list … Difficulty: Impossible to capture!"
There was actually such a thing! Zhao Yuande gradually grasped the ins and outs of the matter!
These six people were obviously being controlled by someone. Their purpose of coming here was not to obtain the qualifications to enter the Ruins of God, but to feed this shadow!
And there must be a very powerful person behind this shadow controlling it!
Zhao Yuande suddenly felt that this matter was somewhat creepy. He was also arranged to be among these six people. Could it be that he would also become this Silver Spirit's food?
With one person dead, the other five people turned around and walked toward the main hall where they were resting.
Zhao Yuande hurriedly ran back to the main hall. He pretended to lie on the ground and pretended to be asleep.
The other five people did not suspect him. They all lied down and fell asleep.
Another day passed. The night's events repeated. Zhao Yuande saw the Ten-thousand-year-old Yin Soul devour a person and return to the stone wall.
Day after day, until four days later. Zhao Yuande saw the last person being devoured by the Ten-thousand-year-old Yin Soul. He could not help but feel a sense of relief in his heart.
"Brat! You've been watching for a few days, have you seen anything? "Just as Zhao Yuande was about to turn around, someone patted his shoulder.
He was so scared that he shivered. He turned his head and saw a white-bearded Daoist squatting behind him, curiously sizing him up.
"Senior, who are you?" Zhao Yuande could see that this Daoist's cultivation was powerful. He did not dare to rashly use the Appraisal Technique, so he could only brace himself and ask.
"You've been in the Daoist's territory for so many days, but you still don't know who the Daoist is? It seems like those useless things are all scared out of their wits! "The Daoist looked at Zhao Yuande in a bad mood," The Daoist is the Sect Master of the Skyhill Dao Sect, the Skyhill Daoist! "
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