High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 50 - 49: Ants Devouring Men, Enemy of the Martial Saint Pavilion

Chapter 50: Chapter 49: Ants Devouring Men, Enemy of the Martial Saint Pavilion

At the moment when Chen Kuang and the Raincoat Fisherman sat wordlessly across from each other, wide-eyed and staring like human eye to fish eye.

Wei Yan, after leaving the River of Death, flew eastward with a grim face.

In the blink of an eye, he spanned several thousand feet.

Since Chen Kuang’s words were a lie, his intention was clearly as Wei Yan had previously guessed, to stall for time and allow Lady Liang and her daughter to escape.

With his Moon Embrace Realm cultivation, Wei Yan quickly caught up to the Three Tribulations Sect disciples originally sent to capture them.

The Three Tribulations Sect disciples had already landed among the mountain forests, seemingly at a loss, wandering around like headless flies, searching.

The nearest was one of the teams.

"What are you doing? Have you found them yet?"

Wei Yan landed behind that group of disciples and asked heavily.

"Elder Wei!"

The disciples were startled, and then the leading core disciple hurriedly saluted awkwardly, hesitatingly replying:

"Reporting to Elder, this disciple is incompetent... the tracking technique led us here, but we lost their traces, leaving us to wander around searching aimlessly."

Wei Yan furrowed his brows tightly and scolded:

"The tracking technique failed? Those mother and daughter are mere mortals, and now that the cultivators of Lingtai Mountain have been heavily injured and fled, how can you not find them?!"

With that, and regardless of the disciple’s explanations, he extended his Divine Sense outward.

In the Moon Embrace Realm, one can perform Primordial Spirit Emergence, cradling the moon and riding the wind, unfettered by heaven and earth, roaming the universe, using various Divine Powers.

Even if the body perishes, as long as the Primordial Spirit is intact, life can be sustained with Secret Techniques.

And due to the cultivation of the Primordial Spirit, a powerful Divine Sense is gained, able to know all things with a single thought.

In an instant, Wei Yan’s Divine Sense invisibly swept over everything around, all traces left behind clearly visible, faintly revealing their condition just a short time ago.

However, having only recently reached the Moon Embrace Realm through Elixirs, his foundation was unstable, and the range and duration of his Divine Sense were reduced compared to an average Moon Embrace Realm cultivator.

Moments later, Wei Yan opened his eyes again.

His expression was somber, his face darker.

Incredibly... there truly were no traces of the mother and daughter!

Where his Divine Sense passed, there were only the images of the Three Tribulations Sect disciples searching around helter-skelter.

While Chu Wen Ruo and her daughter seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Can’t be found!

The final clue to the Elixir of Longevity gone!

The arrangement of the Eternal Life Lock Array was destroyed, and the Elixir of Longevity vanished without a trace; both top and bottom strategies were ruined, and even a Saint was lost here.

Their mission utterly failed.

Where exactly did it go wrong?

Wei Yan took a deep breath, his face shifting between light and shadow.

Remembering Chen Kuang’s smiling face, the resentment of being publicly humiliated years ago swelled in his heart again.

This person... he didn’t even know his name!

He, just like Zhao Lie, originally thought he was no more than an insignificant ant, yet the latter met his demise here.

This ant’s treachery can also consume people!

Wei Yan’s heart surged with a fierce killing intent, and if he ever met that guy again, he would surely leave him without a grave!

The core disciple cautiously added, "During the previous chase, another cultivator was assisting them..."

Wei Yan sneered, flinging his sleeve fiercely: "Here, who isn’t a cultivator?!"

"Could they really have concealed their tracks on their own? How ridiculous!"

The core disciple awkwardly lowered his head and remained silent.

"Enough."

Wei Yan, disinterested: "No need to search anymore, inform the others to prepare to return to the city and clean up the mess."

The final act in the Imperial City ended disastrously, but the Liang Kingdom was already eradicated.

Next, the Zhou Kingdom must dispatch Civilization Officials here.

As for their Three Tribulations Sect, they had to take charge of all Zhou Kingdom’s cultivators and strengthen their own power.

Before stabilizing, that majesty should not act rashly against them.

After all, Donghuang was dead.

At this moment, the Three Tribulations Sect was Zhou Kingdom’s backbone.

Wei Yan rose into the air, flying back to the city.

...

Shortly after Wei Yan left.

The core disciple who had just respectfully saluted surprisingly froze in an instant, and then, along with the two disciples following behind him, burst open like a fleshy flower blooming instantly.

The three disciples of the Three Tribulations Sect were nothing more than empty shells, and within them were none other than Chu Wen Ruo’s group.

As soon as Chu Wen Ruo emerged, her face turned pale, her body trembled, and she couldn’t help but collapse to the ground, vomiting.

Among the short disciple, there was the Little Princess.

She curiously squeezed out from the leather sheath and curiously reached inside her chest to feel around.

In surprise, she said, "Mother, look, my handprint!"

Chu Wen Ruo turned to look, and on the chest of the sheath was indeed the shape of a small hand protruding like a worm trying to crawl out.

"Hmm—"

Chu Wen Ruo’s face immediately turned green.

If she had the strength, she would definitely give her daughter a slap.

"Please bear with it for now, madam."

Qing Cuo helped Chu Wen Ruo up, his pale face expressionless, and whispered:

"Though the Blood Calamity Sect’s evil spell from the South is disgusting, it can perfectly conceal an aura within twelve hours and temporarily provide some cultivation power."

"Hang in there, once we reach Jishao County, we’ll be temporarily safe."

Chu Wen Ruo nodded, stood up straight, took a deep breath, and was once again enveloped by the fleshy leather sheath, reaching out to hold the Little Princess beside her.

The three immediately set off, moving in the opposite direction of the other disciples.

Chu Wen Ruo couldn’t help but look back, wondering how Mr. Chen was doing at this moment...

...

"Swoosh—"

Wei Yan soared in the air.

In the distant horizon, the ruined city silhouetted swayed, with a sliver of dawn breaking behind it.

This bit of daylight quickly turned into a large expanse of red light, illuminating the entire world.

A blurred figure walked out from the red light.

Wei Yan was initially stunned and then took a deep breath.

That was... a strand of a Martial Saint’s Primordial Spirit!

Wait, where is Li Hongling?

As the night battle ended, Wei Yan, who previously dared not extend his Divine Sense due to the battle of Saints, finally realized that the arrogant and domineering Li Hongling... had not appeared at all!

Even if she was no match for Huo Hengxuan, she should have already escaped beyond the battle range of two Saints. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Wei Yan’s heart sank. If there was something that could alarm a Martial Saint...

It was feared that the Martial Saint’s disciple had met with trouble.

Did someone take this chance to kill Li Hongling?

Have they no regard for their life?

Wei Yan quickly accelerated, landing where the Primordial Spirit was.

The Martial Saint’s Primordial Spirit stood among the ruins, silently looking down at the disfigured corpse of Li Hongling.

Wei Yan couldn’t help taking a cold breath, stepping forward cautiously with clasped fists.

"Martial Saint..."

The Martial Saint waved his hand, and the dust in the wind formed into a scene from the past.

Wei Yan stared closely; the youth who killed Li Hongling appeared incredibly familiar!

Could it not be familiar?

He had just crossed paths with this person, even being teased.

One foot crushed Li Hongling’s skull, gaze like lightning, and the aura like a mountain crashing down; naturally, it was Chen Kuang.

It turns out he not only killed Wei Su but also Li Hongling!

Wei Yan’s heart raced with shock.

Within one night, the one who consecutively killed the Sect Leader’s son Wei Su and the Martial Saint’s apprentice Li Hongling was actually the same person!

He thought quietly, his cultivation compared to Li Hongling’s, was like the bright moon to a firefly’s glow.

Still, he retracted his previous thoughts...

He wasn’t the only one wanting to kill him, so why take this risk? Better to bide his time for now.

Wei Yan turned his gaze to the Martial Saint’s Primordial Spirit.

The one most eager to kill was probably this individual.

Martial Saint Mu Zhao sighed lightly, seemingly aging a bit.

After a long silence, he said solemnly, "Who is this person? So ruthless, not even a trace of Ling’er’s Primordial Spirit left."

Wei Yan was somewhat embarrassed, "Uh... I don’t know."

"However, I just had an encounter with this person earlier, and he is under the protection of the great demon of the River of Death... If Martial Saint takes action, you will surely capture him."

"My main body is currently in secluded cultivation on Pinggu Battlefield to refine battle intent, and it will take time to break through."

Mu Zhao suddenly waved his hand, dispersing the dust, and said coldly:

"Cultivation without cultivating character is bound to become an evil cultivator!"

"I have ordered the Martial Saint Pavilion, from today onwards, this person is an enemy of the Martial Saint Pavilion, and throughout the world of cultivation, any righteous path, everyone can kill him, issuing a bounty, upon sight—"

"Kill with impunity!"