Chapter 231
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Chapter 231: A Bloody Incident Triggered by a Pot of Porridge
On a moonless night with strong winds, the deep silence enveloped everything.
A dark shadow leaped into the air, scaling the wall of the inn’s back courtyard. With a gentle push of his toes on the wall, he soared onto the high roof, landing silently on the tiles.
He leaned down, his face covered by a black cloth, revealing only a pair of bright, piercing eyes.
The cloaked figure withdrew a dagger and gently inserted it into the gap between the tiles.
“Get lost!”
At that moment, a voice suddenly echoed in his ears.
The cloaked figure felt as if struck by lightning, almost rolling off the roof, his chest tightening as he struggled to suppress the blood rising in his throat.
In a panic, he drew in his true energy and leaped away like a great bird, vanishing into the dark alley behind the inn.
Inside the guest room, Wang Chen sat cross-legged on a soft couch, closing his eyes once more to continue practicing the Five Element Technique.
No matter how agile the night intruder was, he was still just an ordinary person.
Not to mention such a large figure; even a feather falling on the roof wouldn’t escape Wang Chen’s keen sense.
Wang Chen simply found it not worth his time to deal with such petty thieves, so he chose to scare them off directly.
This way, he could avoid disrupting his meditative state.
After a moment, he again entered a state of forgetting both self and the world, gradually accumulating his strength.
The next morning, just as dawn began to break, Wang Chen left the inn.
He mounted his large blue donkey and set off deeper into the Eastern Wild Marsh.
To ordinary people, the Eastern Wild Marsh was undoubtedly a perilous zone filled with danger.
The lurking crocodiles, water pythons, massive lizards, and all kinds of poisonous insects posed a tremendous threat to intruders, claiming countless lives every year.
Additionally, by afternoon, fog would roll into the Eastern Wild Marsh, drastically reducing visibility.
Those who ventured deeply into the marsh could easily lose their way.
Yet despite these dangers, many continued to venture into the Eastern Wild Marsh, for it held the Path to Ascend to the world of cultivation and was home to various precious herbs.
Humans, driven by desires and ambitions, often met their demise due to such yearnings.
Wang Chen patted the neck of the large blue donkey, which immediately obediently came to a stop.
Wang Chen looked back and said, “You all can stop here; the road ahead is tough.”
Once Wang Chen revealed their presence, shadows darted like ghosts, quickly surrounding him!
Wang Chen scanned the area, his heart understanding.
Seven individuals had been pursuing him into the Eastern Wild Marsh, three of whom were innate martial artists.
The remaining four had all reached the top-level of post-natal cultivation.
Though the innate martial artists concealed their true energy, under the scrutiny of Wang Chen’s Perfected Level Spirit Eye technique, their formidable Qi and blood appeared like a bonfire in the dark.
Wang Chen could even see the various strengths of the aura of bloodshed emanating from within them!
Seven martial artists, all with their faces concealed by black scarves, attempted to hide their identities.
To Wang Chen, however, such disguises were utterly laughable!
Without even needing to guess, he was certain that last night’s nocturnal intruder was among them.
“Esteemed Taoist,”
the leader, an innate martial artist, spoke in a deep voice, “we harbor no ill will towards you. We merely wish to know the ingredients you used in yesterday’s pot of porridge. We seek your recipe!”
His voice was gravelly, and he clasped his hands in a respectful salute to Wang Chen.
Wang Chen couldn’t help but chuckle, “The recipe? It’s no secret—white corn and Spotted Pig meat.”
For Wang Chen, these two ingredients were now relics of the past, barely sufficient to satiate hunger and far from meeting his daily cultivation needs.
Spiritual rice, black sesame, and high-grade beast meat were what truly aligned with his requirements.
Yet, having amassed so much previously, he couldn’t simply let it go to waste.
Little did he expect that a pot of porridge he deemed unworthy would attract a group of martial arts experts.
Three innate martial artists!
Wang Chen realized he had grossly underestimated the allure of spiritual food to ordinary martial artists.
With a smile, he offered, “Would you like me to share some with you?”
Perhaps due to Wang Chen’s overly amiable demeanor, the martial artists exchanged uneasy glances.
The leading innate martial artist’s eyes flickered, and he responded, “Very well!”
His left hand tightened around the hilt of his sword.
This martial artist was renowned for his left-handed swordsmanship; his action served as a signal to his companions.
Clang!
A brilliant sword light flashed instantaneously before everyone’s eyes.
The leader felt a chilling sensation, a wave of terror washing over him. Without hesitation, he bellowed, “Retreat!”
No sooner had he spoken than the sword light sliced across his neck.
A head, eyes wide with fury, soared into the air.
One after another, the second, third, fourth, and fifth heads followed…
These martial arts experts were celebrated figures in the jianghu, particularly the three innate martial artists, whose martial arts careers were nothing short of legendary, their tales spanning days and nights.
A single stomp from any of them could send ripples through the entire jianghu.
Yet, under the onslaught of the Fire Crow Sword, they were no different from ordinary mortals.
Even with innate true energy shielding them, they were effortlessly beheaded by a single stroke!
In the span of three breaths, all seven martial arts experts lay dead.
They had no opportunity to plead for mercy!
Wang Chen sheathed the Fire Crow Sword and gathered the fallen bodies. With a swift application of the Fire Crow Technique, he laid their souls to rest.
He had no interest in looting the bodies.
To him, this was but a minor episode in his extensive journey, hardly worth noting.
As the large blue donkey ventured deeper into the Eastern Wild Marsh, the path grew increasingly treacherous.
Eventually, the road disappeared, giving way to an endless expanse of wetlands.
A thick fog began to rise.
When the marsh’s mist enveloped Wang Chen, he felt a sudden stirring within.
He reached into a storage bag and retrieved a painting.
This painting, hidden within the storage bag, had just now resonated with him.
[Supreme Mysterious Spirit Dragon True Form Image (sealed): 2510/50000]
This painting was a reward from Wang Jingwen of South Shao County, given after Wang Chen saved over ten thousand innocent citizens from the clutches of the Maitreya Sect and rescued hundreds of thousands in South Shao County. Having accomplished his mission, Wang Chen departed quietly, his deeds known only to a few.
During his journey, Wang Chen had meticulously studied this image.
It was undoubtedly a treasure; otherwise, it wouldn’t have appeared on the Cultivation Panel.
Though the 50,000 sealing points paled in comparison to the 100,000 points of the Thousand Transformations, the painting’s value far surpassed all the spirit tools he had acquired!
As the Supreme Mysterious Spirit Dragon True Form Image emerged, the surrounding mist surged into the painting as if possessed.
[Supreme Mysterious Spirit Dragon True Form Image (sealed): 2510/50000]
[Supreme Mysterious Spirit Dragon True Form Image (sealed): 2511/50000]
[Supreme Mysterious Spirit Dragon True Form Image (sealed): 2512/50000]
As the mist continued to pour in, the unsealing points of the item steadily climbed.
It was a development that completely surpassed Wang Chen’s expectations!
