She mounted the horse, turned its head around, and left Qingshan Inn like a shooting star.
Unbeknownst to her, someone was coldly watching everything from above at that moment.
"This woman is the Mountain Patrol Military Officer of Qingshan County, and she is related to that person. The local County Government has already discovered the disappearance of the old wine seller. This woman must have received the message. Aren’t you going to make a move now?"
"If this Mountain Patrol Military Officer sends out the message, that person named Chen will receive it, and your plan will fall through!"
At that moment, a voice emerged above Qingshan Inn.
In the sky, a thousand meters high where the heavy snow had ceased, grey clouds loomed, and two figures shrouded in clouds stood aloft.
One black, one white.
The figure shrouded in black mist, only an outline visible, emanated an evil and powerful aura. A pair of black pupils with golden irises pierced through the mist, captivating and looking down with a sinister nature.
Around these eyes, there seemed to be a silver frame, almost like a silver mask.
About twenty meters away from this figure, another figure enveloped in a wispy white mist, indistinct facial features, with only a Black Jade Hairpin visible.
The voice that had just spoken was this person’s, with a tone low and scheming.
Yet the black figure spoke calmly, cold and indifferent,
"No rush, a small county town won’t stir up much trouble, besides..."
At this point, the voice of the black figure tremored slightly, carrying a chilling coldness.
"You must have heard about the Court dispatching the Demon Suppression Envoy. The situation of the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel in Jingguan City isn’t looking good either; he’s either struggling within Jingguan City waiting for backlash, or wisely, bowing down to the Demon Suppression Envoy from the Court at Tianxiong Pass. It’s quite amusing to think about."
"Even if he gets the message, he probably can’t be in two places at once."
The tone of the black figure was light.
Across from him, the person with the Black Jade Hairpin, upon hearing this, laughed heartily,
"But I, Li Xingwuzang, hope that this Chen indeed receives the message and rushes here, only to see the place where he once rooted, destroyed by your own hands. It would be truly satisfying!"
This laughter was chilling, turning the glint in the black figure’s ominous golden eyes,
"I don’t know what deep hatred you have with that Nine Colonels,"
"But you seem very suited to join our Chengsheng Land. Have you considered it?"
"I think the comrades there would very much welcome your participation."
"You had once helped me escape from Jinggguan City on Five Treasures Mountain, which I am grateful for, and would gladly recommend you."
Saying this, he chuckled softly.
Li Xingwuzang’s color slightly changed upon hearing this laughter, hidden within the mist.
Chengsheng Land, that dreadful place, has created many events that shocked the worldly society. Everyone there is either mad or undead.
The Martial Vault Demon in front of him was considered relatively normal among them.
Joining that place? He didn’t think he was mad enough.
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. I saved you for my own reasons, nothing more needs to be said."
His words were straightforward; no relationship, just transactions.
Initially, this Martial Vault Demon was severely injured by Chen Yuan at Five Treasures Mountain and could only escape using a Divine Skill resembling bodily disintegration. However, the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel with his third eye quickly eradicated most of the escaping flesh.
And he, who had been observing from the outside, only thought about how to stir this pot further. Seeing part of this Martial Vault Demon’s body coming towards him, he used a spell to take him away and quickly left Jingguan City.
Subsequently, Chen Yuan bestowed the Magic Eye Golden Light to the Four Directions Guard to trace their whereabouts, but the trail went cold.
It turned out, these two had now come to Qingshan County and were planning some conspiracy.
Seeing that Li Xingwuzang was reluctant to entangle much with him, the Martial Vault Demon didn’t care,
"Since you put it that way, I won’t insist. But I wonder how you dealt with that old man you caught the other day. That person used to serve the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel and was a part of this plan. However, dead or alive doesn’t matter, just leave an intact corpse."
Hearing this, a wisp of white mist emanated from Li Xingwuzang’s body, shooting out for three meters before swirling into a swirl. A white light flashed, and a gradually emerging scene depicted on it.
In the image, a snowy wilderness, desolate mountains, trees covered in snow, an eerie silence pervading with only the howling of wolves breaking it.
In a patch of forest, six or seven grey wolves bared their teeth, forming a semicircle with their fangs shining, blue wolf eyes fixated forward, putrid saliva dripping from their teeth, their robust bodies crouched in a hunting posture, growling deeply from their throats.
In front of the wolves, a wizened old man in tattered clothing, wild hair, gasping for breath, white breath escaping his mouth, held a sharpened wooden stick, both ends stained with bright red blood.
Next to the old man, three or four wolf corpses laid in the snow, their vivid red blood staining the pure white snow and provoking the wolves’ ferocity.
Then, the remaining wolves’ eyes gleamed fiercely. In the snow, they turned into shadows, their massive jaws open, charging at the old man from three directions.
The seemingly exhausted old man, as the remaining wolves advanced, thrust his wooden stick forward, blocking the two leading wolves that lunged at him first.