Chapter 322: Chapter 299: Using Himself as Bait to Lure Chen Zhixing to Appear!
Boom!
The sallow-faced girl flew backward entirely, her head directly landing in Chen Zhixing’s hand.
"Ancestor!!!"
Looking at Xunn Puzi’s body, reduced to a pool of flesh, the sallow-faced girl was heartbroken and burst into tears instantly.
The wax on her face peeled off piece by piece, revealing an utterly stunning tearful face.
The next moment.
She whipped her head around abruptly, glaring at Chen Zhixing with eyes full of overwhelming hatred.
"Chen Zhixing, I curse you to die a horrible death! I curse all the murders you’ve committed to rebound a hundredfold upon you in the future!!"
The Little Poison Immortal let out a tragic laugh, blood pouring from her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose simultaneously.
"If curses worked, then why cultivate at all?"
Chen Zhixing smiled faintly, extending a hand to gently wipe the tears from the Little Poison Immortal’s face.
"Tsk tsk, such a beautiful face, even looks gorgeous when crying...."
Boom!!!
The gentle caress instantaneously turned into the most violent attack!
Chen Zhixing’s hand, which was gently stroking the Little Poison Immortal’s cheek, exerted a slight force, instantly tearing her neck apart, blood and flesh splattering.
The head flew out with force, landing heavily under an apple tree by the ridge.
The face still stared wide-eyed, not finding peace in death.
Chen Zhixing merely glanced at it briefly, then withdrew his gaze and looked thoughtfully in the direction of Huai State.
"Next, it will be the Sikong family."
Boom.
With one step, Chen Zhixing reversed mountains and rivers, and the sun and moon hung together, his figure disappearing from this world.
...
...
In the blink of an eye.
A month passed by in a snap of the fingers.
Huai State, with a cluster of black palaces shaped like spires.
Inside the main hall of the Patriarch in the center.
The light was dim, and the obsidian-made palace glimmered with a cold, black luster.
Boom!
Sikong Xuanji slammed his right hand heavily on the black stone table in front of him, shattering it into pieces with a loud crash.
"In just a month, seven of our towns’ Guardian Envoys in Huai State have been killed!"
"One of the Seven Elders, Venerable White Bone, only went to investigate, and also never returned, dead without a complete corpse!"
Sikong Xuanji panted breathlessly, his eyes radiating a dangerous and furious aura.
The surrounding elders of the Sikong family were so petrified they could hardly breathe.
"What now? All struck dumb? Usually stuffing your faces, but in critical moments, can’t even spill a fart?"
Sikong Xuanji fiercely swept his sleeve, sitting heavily on the stone chair, glancing around at the elders, and letting out an angry laugh.
"Patriarch, last night, I observed the celestial phenomena and found that our Sikong family is under the influence of retrograde Mercury, which is why we’ve been having such bad luck. In my opinion, perhaps we should hold a grand ceremony to dispel the misfortune..."
An elder hesitantly spoke up.
"Absurd!"
Sikong Xuanji slapped the armrest of the stone chair, his face even angrier.
"This is clearly someone targeting our Sikong race! What does it have to do with astrology and geomancy?"
"Idlers, a bunch of idlers!"
Sikong Xuanji was trembling with rage.
The elders couldn’t help but lower their heads even more, not daring to speak.
Just then.
A rapid succession of footsteps was heard.
A servant in blue strode into the hall, kneeling down halfway, and spoke solemnly:
"Patriarch, Li Changsheng of Celestial Gate City seeks an audience!"
Upon hearing this.
Sikong Xuanji’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Li Changsheng...
He had a deep impression of this person.
His cultivation was at the Nirvana Sixth Layer, but in terms of combat power, even a typical Nirvana Seventh Layer or Eighth Layer might not be his match!
That day at Immortal Suspended Mountain, he alone broke through the Ziwei Chen Family’s protective circle, and even the Netherworld Elders of Nirvana Seventh Layer combined were no match for him!
The most crucial point is...
His entire family was slaughtered by Chen Zhixing, meaning he has a profound grudge against the Ziwei Chen Family!
As far as the intensity of hatred goes, it probably surpasses that of the Sikong family!
"Quickly, invite him in!"
Sikong Xuanji hurriedly spoke.
Before long.
A figure with gray-white hair scattered, neither young nor old in appearance, walked step by step from outside the hall.
On his left sleeve hung a black silk scarf, and around his waist was a white cloth band.
Sikong Xuanji merely glanced at him, understanding everything in his heart, cupped his hands and said:
"Brother Li, my condolences."
Li Changsheng forced a smile on his face, shook his head, and said, "Life, sickness, old age, and death are just following the Heavenly Dao, no need for condolences."
"It’s truly admirable that Brother Li can think like this."
Li Changsheng nodded, saying no more, and directly got to the point:
"Patriarch Sikong, are you investigating who attacked the Sikong family?"
"Exactly!"
Sikong Xuanji’s eyes brightened, his voice a bit more heated: "Could Fellow Taoist Li know who that person is?"
"Naturally, I know."
Li Changsheng took a deep breath, then solemnly uttered a single sentence.
"That person is none other than the Third Young Master of the Ziwei Chen Family, Chen Zhixing!"
"What?!"
"Chen Zhixing?!"
"...How could it be him?!"
In an instant, everyone in the hall turned pale.
Sikong Xuanji frowned and said, "Fellow Taoist Li, as far as I know, Chen Zhixing should currently be undergoing the Nirvana Tribulation. The Nirvana Tribulation, just surviving the major life-and-death calamity and completing the transformation from True Essence to Nirvana Power typically takes ten years. Even the fastest recorded in ancient history took three to five years."
"Now, it’s only been a year since Chen Zhixing’s tribulation at most, how could he appear in Huai State and still be able to kill Venerable White Bone, one of our Seven Elders?"
Upon these words, all the other elders in the hall nodded and whispered to each other.
They had naturally considered it to be Chen Zhixing.
But once they thought about how only a year had passed since Chen Zhixing’s Limit-Breaking Tribulation, they naturally ruled him out.
"But he is Chen Zhixing!"
Li Changsheng interrupted the elders’ conversation, then spoke soberly:
"Could it be Patriarch Sikong, having suffered so much at Chen Zhixing’s hands, is still trying to gauge him by common sense?"
Upon hearing this.
Sikong Xuanji’s pupils contracted immediately.
After a moment of silence, Sikong Xuanji said:
"Brother Li is right, but even if this person is Chen Zhixing, we are in the open while he is in the dark."
"How do we break this impasse?"
Upon hearing this, Li Changsheng smiled slightly, as if he had long prepared a countermeasure.
"Do you know who Chen Zhixing most wants to kill?" Li Changsheng asked.
Sikong Xuanji furrowed his brow, "Me?"
"No."
Li Changsheng extended a finger and pointed to his own brow, calmly saying:
"From the first time I met Chen Zhixing, I could clearly feel his relentless, extreme killing intent towards me!"
"This killing intent seems to have been with him since birth, with no rhyme or reason."
"Later, as I escaped time and time again, his killing intent towards me only grew more intense."
"So,"
"As long as I show myself and use myself as bait, Chen Zhixing is sure to appear!"