Chapter 621

Chapter 621: Infiltration

In the unnamed mountain, at the mine.

Holding a whip stained with blood, Old Four returned to his monitoring shed.

This mine, nestled deep within the mountains, had been opened more than two months ago, specifically to extract high-quality green stone required for the construction of the immortal castle.

Since then, Old Four had become one of the overseers at the mine.

He harbored a deep aversion to this job.

The area surrounding the mine was desolate and fraught with threats from magical beasts. The miners were all male slave cultivators, and except for a few with peculiar preferences, no one enjoyed such an environment.

Old Four also had to venture deep into the mine to oversee operations, making his task even more arduous.

Moreover, he had to ensure that the daily extraction quotas were met; otherwise, any delay in the castle’s construction would result in severe punishment from the sect.

Old Four had no choice but to drive the slave miners relentlessly with his whip.

So far, three slave cultivators had perished under his lash.

Although the tasks were completed, each time he entered the mine, he could feel the palpable hostility emanating from those around him!

Old Four was well aware that the beaten slave cultivators were cursing him.

Of course, he was not afraid.

But being in such a situation was far from comfortable!

After enduring his shift, Old Four finally returned to the shed to catch his breath and recover his weary spirit.

He grabbed a jar of spiritual wine sitting nearby, broke the dirt seal, and began to drink deeply.

Just then, a man in gray timidly entered.

Seeing the visitor, Old Four frowned and set down the jar, coldly asking, “What is it?”

The man was an Outer Sect Disciple of the Shen Zhao Sect, sent to the mine to handle the grueling tasks unsuitable for slave cultivators, and currently under Old Four’s command.

Old Four had no fondness for him, hence his harsh tone.

The gray-clad man shrank back, bending down to say, “Senior Brother, I discovered something strange…”

Old Four instinctively perked up his ears, curious about what this usually timid man had to say.

At that moment, a fist suddenly struck his lower abdomen!

Boom!

Old Four never expected that this seemingly timid fellow would attack him.

He had no defenses, but the protective spiritual symbol he carried instantly activated, exploding in a burst of spiritual light to block the incoming attack.

“You!”

Old Four was filled with shock and anger, but he only felt a chill in his lower abdomen as his energy field was pierced by an unseen force!

In the next moment, a palm struck heavily against his forehead.

The gray-clad man moved with astonishing speed, launching a rapid series of punches, finger strikes, and palm strikes at close range. First, he shattered Old Four’s protective spiritual symbol, then destroyed his energy field, and finally knocked him unconscious with a decisive palm strike.

The initial Purple Palace cultivator had no time to cry for help or give a warning and had already become fish on a chopping board.

As the fight broke out extremely suddenly, it ended in an instant without alerting anyone outside.

The gray-clad man reached out and took the storage bag and token from Old Four’s waist, then removed the robe he was wearing.

After changing into the robe and hanging the storage bag, he twisted his neck, causing a series of small cracks to echo through his joints. His body suddenly grew taller, and both his size and appearance changed noticeably.

In just a moment, a new Old Four appeared!

He pulled out a brass mirror to check himself and nodded in satisfaction.

This new Old Four was naturally Wang Chen.

With a Golden Core true master guarding Feixu Valley, it was unrealistic for him to rescue Zhang Mushan’s two daughters right under the nose of a real master with his current strength.

Therefore, Wang Chen could only take a roundabout route.

After contacting Zhang Mushan in the mine, Wang Chen spent more than half a month observing the situation at the mine.

He locked onto Old Four as his target.

Compared to the now large construction site in Feixu Valley, the mine’s alert level was undoubtedly much lower, and there were no Golden Core true masters stationed there.

This provided Wang Chen with the opportunity to take action.

Using his perfected Spirit Concealment Technique, he quietly sneaked into the mine, first eliminating one of Old Four’s subordinates, then using the Thousand Transformations to disguise himself while approaching his target.

With one successful strike!

Wang Chen didn’t kill Old Four directly because he feared the other might have a soul lamp set up in the sect; once something happened, it would inevitably raise the Shen Zhao Sect’s alertness.

It could even draw a Golden Core true master to investigate.

That would be a problem.

As for the subordinate he had killed earlier, an ordinary Qi Training disciple was not qualified to have a soul lamp, so he didn’t need to worry about that.

Once the transformation was complete, Wang Chen activated the Supreme Mysterious Spirit Dragon True Form Image, sealing the unconscious Old Four within the treasure map.

If Old Four had still possessed a cultivation level, the True Form image exhausted of spirit gas could not have done this.

But now that this guy had become a useless person, even weaker than an ordinary person, sealing him away was an easy task!

Wang Chen only needed to ensure he stayed alive.

After handling everything, Wang Chen calmly sat down on a chair and finished the remaining half jar of spiritual wine.

After wiping the leftover wine from his mouth, he stood up and left the monitoring shed.

He leaped into the air, heading towards Feixu Valley.

Other cultivators in the mine saw him and showed no concern or suspicion at all.

Because usually, after “work hours,” Old Four would go to Feixu Valley to relax.

Although the immortal castle in Feixu Valley was still under construction, there were already some shops and inns for the sect’s cultivators to relax and unwind.

But halfway there, Wang Chen suddenly changed his direction and altitude, flying just above the ground for over a hundred miles.

He landed in a forest.

After sweeping his divine sense around to confirm there were no issues, Wang Chen released Old Four from the True Form image.

Old Four fell heavily to the ground and groaned unintelligibly as he slowly began to regain consciousness.

He coughed heavily, pressing his hand against his chest, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his gaze shifting from confusion to clarity.

When Old Four saw the person standing in front of him, he was shocked: “You!”

Wang Chen smiled slightly: “Hello.”

But to Old Four, his smile looked as terrifying as a devil!

After an incense stick’s time, Wang Chen soared into the sky again.

This time, he flew all the way to outside Feixu Valley.

As he approached the valley, he lowered his altitude and boldly walked towards the city gate.

After two to three months of construction, the Shen Zhao Sect’s immortal castle in Feixu Valley had taken shape and would soon be completed.

However, the large protective formations to match it had not yet been built, so there were cultivators stationed and patrolling inside and outside the city gate.

Wang Chen directly entered through the front door; the guard cultivators merely glanced at him, neither stopping nor questioning him.

Because they all recognized him!

If Old Four had been well-liked in the sect, the guards might have chatted with him.

But this guy had no friends in the Shen Zhao Sect, his character being quite cantankerous, thus earning the dislike of the elders above, leading to his assignment as an overseer at the mine.

Walking along the main street paved with green stones, Wang Chen arrived at a tall building.