darknovel Chapter 27 Return Journey Assault
Chapter 27 Return Journey Assault
His reasoning was sound, and given his previous decent performance, despite his fierce appearance, he was well-liked by many day laborers.
"It's up to you... If you all want to go, then go with him." Manager Liu agreed after a moment's thought.
The contract has ended, and these people are not cultivators from the Liu family, so he has no obligation to manage them.
Yang Changsheng's gaze turned serious, and a chill ran through him: "They really came!"
After packing their belongings, the group of day laborers set off. Each of them had earned a fairly considerable short-term income, and they all had smiles on their faces, making their journey much faster.
Zhao Kui led the way, and at first the route was normal, but gradually, he began to intentionally or unintentionally lead the group towards remote mountain valleys.
They said there was a shortcut that could save time, but Yang Changsheng knew there would be danger involved.
As the sun sets and darkness gradually descends, twilight descends.
When a mountain pass resembling the mouth of a ferocious beast, with steep cliffs on both sides and a narrow, rugged road in the middle, appeared in front of us, the bright moon was already hanging high in the sky.
Zhao Kui stopped, pointed ahead, and laughed, "After passing through the Black Wind Pass, it will take another half an hour to reach the edge of the market. Although this shortcut is a bit dangerous, it will save us a lot of walking."
Among the group were some fishermen and farmers from the Lu family of Biyue Lake, and others were independent cultivators living in the port market who rarely left except to do odd jobs.
Most people are not very familiar with the terrain in this area; only one or two people have heard of it and know something about it.
"Then let's speed things up. Even though there are no monsters around, it's still very unsafe to spend the night."
The aged-looking cultivator said that he had earned forty-six spirit beads and only wanted to go back as soon as possible to buy Qi Gathering Powder so that his son could improve his cultivation and strive for a better future.
"Yeah, I'm looking forward to going to the Hundred Flowers Pavilion to have some fun. I've been feeling really stifled lately." The middle-aged man had a knowing look on his face and a very lewd smile.
"Brother Zhao is quite skilled. If you have the chance to hunt demons next time, we can team up," the burly man said.
……
The crowd continued to follow him without hesitation, chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere remained lively.
Yang Changsheng stopped and looked up. He saw that the valley was dimly lit, with jagged rocks and a howling wind that sounded like ghosts wailing and wolves howling, giving off an ominous aura.
"Are we setting up an ambush here?"
He became alert, but remained outwardly calm, secretly channeling a wisp of magic power into the bone-corroding poison needle hidden in his sleeve, ready to deal with any unforeseen events.
Although their strength has increased several times over, they must not let their guard down until they know exactly what the opponent has planned.
There's absolutely no need to draw attention or make others wary.
Without evidence, those day laborers wouldn't believe him, and there might even be accomplices among them. When he received the twelve spirit stones, Zhao Kui wasn't the only one with burning eyes looking at him.
As Yang Changsheng walked slowly forward, his muscles tensed slightly, his blood and qi flowed, and the luster of black iron was faintly visible under his skin, containing terrifying power.
As long as you don't face a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining or above, you can protect yourself without any worries. Even if you do, you can use the Lightness Technique and the Divine Power Soul Reflection to increase your speed and escape.
While maintaining sound business practices and acting prudently, one must also possess the courage to fight to the death and the resolve to draw one's sword.
Otherwise, when the inevitable comes, one can only become a turtle with cultivation but no fighting power, at the mercy of others, and do the work for others.
Soon, led by Zhao Kui, the team plunged into the shadows of Black Wind Pass.
Night fell, like a giant curtain, slowly descending, with only the faint moonlight falling, making the scene even more desolate and cold.
"Waaaaah..."
As the group ventured deeper into the heart of Black Wind Pass, the steep cliffs on both sides cast long, eerie shadows under the pale moonlight, and the wind blowing down sounded like the roar of a monster, instilling a sense of inexplicable tension.
At this moment, Zhao Kui suddenly stopped, and the disguise on his face instantly crumbled, replaced by undisguised greed and cruelty.
"Fellow Daoists, now is the time!"
He grinned maliciously, then suddenly dodged to the side, his face contorted with a mocking expression. He withdrew his concealment technique, revealing the powerful aura of a fifth-level Qi Refining cultivator at its peak.
"boom!"
The ground trembled slightly, and three figures, shrouded in a dense aura of malevolence, shot out from the shadows of the cliff like ghosts, instantly blocking the retreat of the entire team.
The middle-aged man standing in the middle was burly with bulging muscles. He wore a black short shirt and carried a jet-black long sword on his back. He exuded a menacing aura and was clearly a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining.
The person on the left behind was short in stature, and as his ten fingers flew, there were faint transparent threads flashing. His aura was at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and he was a genuine first-level mid-grade puppeteer.
A man on the right rear holds a cyan longsword, his eyes are sinister, and he is at the peak of the fourth level of Qi Refining.
"Buzz!"
Several terrifying spiritual pressures pressed down as if they were tangible, instantly turning the faces of the lower-level laborers in the group pale, filling them with terror, and making their legs go weak.
"The Three Fiends of Flowing Clouds!"
An older, more knowledgeable man cried out in terror, his voice trembling.
"They're bandits entrenched in the Flowing Cloud Mountains, killing and robbing without leaving any survivors. We're finished, we're all finished!"
The gaunt man's face was ashen, filled with despair. He regretted trusting Zhao Kui so easily.
"Spare us... Senior, spare us! We'll give you all the spirit pearls, just let us live!"
"I have an 80-year-old mother to support, and my son has just started school..."
The other two day laborers, upon learning the newcomer's identity, were terrified and immediately knelt down, weeping and begging for mercy.
Although they were numerous, the vast majority of them were only at the third level of Qi Refining and were not skilled in combat. How could they possibly stand up against such a ferocious person?
"Haha, I didn't expect you to have some knowledge. But it's a pity, we, the Three Fiends of Flowing Clouds, never leave anyone alive. We want both spirit stones and lives!"
The short, third brother, wielding a sword, wore a mocking smile, looking down at them like they were ants.
"Buzz!"
His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his power, at the peak of the fourth level of Qi Refining, surged. His cyan longsword shone with spiritual light, and like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, it instantly flashed with a sharp, cold light.
"Pfft... Pfft!"
Two heads flew into the air, blood splattering brightly in the moonlight. The headless corpse collapsed to the ground, and a strong stench of blood instantly filled the air.
"what……"
A heart-wrenching scream rang out, and the other three laborers who tried to escape towards the pass had only taken a few steps when the second brother, who was controlling the puppet, casually pierced their backs with transparent magic threads, knocking them to the ground, their fate unknown.
In the blink of an eye, the lowly, unaffiliated cultivators who had taken on the spiritual field planting work and returned from Luojiagang Town with a full harvest were all wiped out, leaving only Yang Changsheng and Wang Ergou.
"Boom!"
The next moment, Zhao Kui also made his move, summoning the Xuan Tie Brick magic weapon. Without warning, it burst forth with an earthy yellow light, carrying a heavy magical power, and slammed it hard towards Wang Ergou, who was in a daze and had a look of fear on his face.