Chapter 387 - 380: Idea
Chapter 387 - 380: Idea
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"Spiritual Light Body Protection!"
Sun Wujiu’s body suddenly lit up with a layer of lustrous white spiritual light, and his right hand shone even more dazzlingly.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Mu felt as if he were clutching a large, slippery fish in his hand.
A huge, resilient yet slippery force abruptly surged from the palm of his hand.
The fist that he had been holding firmly was slowly being pried open!
"Trying to escape? Too late!" Chen Mu laughed heartily.
A dark red vortex suddenly emerged behind him.
The red light twisted and deformed, instantly transforming into an armored deity figure. His already formidable strength doubled once again.
Squeak, squeak!
Accompanied by a grating noise,
The rapidly expanding protective spiritual light on Sun Wujiu’s hand was immediately squashed by Chen Mu.
Feeling that overwhelming strength, unlike anything human, Sun Wujiu’s face twisted in ferocity.
His left hand suddenly covered in a gray glow, he chopped at his right arm, severing it completely at the root.
"Yin Wind Curse Technique!"
With a loud shout, the severed arm instantly turned into a gray wind tornado, which swiftly engulfed Chen Mu within.
The gray wind was chilling and sharp. As it swept across the trees, their vitality was shredded and drained in an instant.
The lush green leaves on the branches, as if scorched by a scorching sun and pelted by countless hailstones, became dry and tattered in the blink of an eye.
Sun Wujiu, however, did not even glance back.
Longitudinal Rainbow Light!
With just a thought, white fluorescent light rapidly circulated around his body. Like a bullet drawn to its limit on a slingshot, he shot straight into the sky.
He had no desire for the gourd-shaped sword box; his only thought was to kill Chen Mu to avenge his severed arm.
"As long as I break through the Isolation Barrier Technique, I can alert the elder ancestor!"
"With the elder ancestor’s intervention, we can definitely capture this bastard."
Sun Wujiu was full of hatred. In a flash, dozens of torture secret techniques emerged in his mind.
But just as he flew into midair, a massive force suddenly bore down on him.
That invisible power, like a huge hand, grabbed him and held him firmly in midair, rendering him immovable.
He turned his head abruptly.
All he saw was the gray tornado, like a tangled mess with countless huge snakes, bulging from internal collisions throughout the wind mass.
Pop!
A pair of clasped hands suddenly pierced through the tornado, followed by a fierce rip to either side.
The Yin Wind Curse Technique, for which he had sacrificed an arm, was instantly torn apart.
A five-meter-tall monster giant, with indigo skin and bulging muscles, burst out of the wind mass.
"Really?" Chen Mu pretended to be surprised.
"I heard it’s the head of a branch of the Sun Family." Master Ma chuckled, "Suddenly disappeared, alive without a trace, dead without a body. It only happened a few days ago."
"Ah, Elder Sun must be furious, right?" Chen Mu asked nonchalantly for more information.
"I heard he made a fuss on the mountain tops, then went to other mountains. But in the end, he still didn’t find the person." Master Ma curled his lips, "That’s what his Sun Family gets for being so arrogant and tyrannical. Who knows, they might have offended some High Cultivator. By now, maybe even their ashes have been scattered."
"Indeed, indeed, it’s better to keep a low profile," Chen Mu agreed wholeheartedly.
Otherwise, there wouldn’t be even ashes left.
While they chatted, the two men had finished building the foundation. They waved from a distance and then went straight to the edge of the clearing to chop wood and trees, using local materials.
"It’s a pity you burned all the trees around here; otherwise, we could have saved a lot of work," Master Ma said regretfully, looking at a large area of scorched plants not far away.
I had no choice but to burn them. Those plants had been affected by the Yin Wind of Sun Wujiu, showing obvious symptoms. Leaving them would be a flaw.
"Well, you know me, I can’t feel right if I don’t burn something every day while cultivating pills," Chen Mu shrugged.
"That’s a really strange habit you have," Master Ma glanced sidelong.
"I don’t want to either," Chen Mu laughed, "but what can I do if those twigs and branches always get in my way and are so bothersome?"
...
Master Ma was truly skilled in constructing pavilions in the Hundred Workshops Hall. As expected, he completed the wooden building by evening.
Seeing off the three men, Chen Mu walked into the wooden building on the first floor to inspect it.
The building was seven or eight meters long and wide, with windows on both sides, five or six meters from the south to the north, and doors at the front and back. Spacious and airy, there was no need to fear that the miasma or poison smoke would linger.
The second floor had a similar layout, only with the addition of a bed, suitable for a brief rest or sleep.
It was not convenient enough for long-term living, but as a lodge for alchemy practice, it was more than sufficient.
"More than anything, it’s to deceive others."
This clearing was the main battlefield where Sun Wujiu and others were killed.
Luckily, I acted swiftly that night without leaving much evidence. Then I removed all the plants, bamboo, and rocks that were affected by the battle, and used fierce fire to burn and erase the traces.
But an abrupt clearing would always be somewhat conspicuous, hence I built a wooden building under the pretext of needing it for alchemy.
Tomorrow, I’ll deliberately spread some poisonous miasma and work on several batches of All-Disease Pills. Then, I’ll set up signs around it prohibiting people from approaching due to the miasma.
Clean up the traces, disguise the scene, and the job is done!
"Sun Jian’s running around like a headless fly on each mountain peak, obviously unaware of Sun Wujiu’s whereabouts. This is good."
But recalling Sun Wujiu’s suspicion and test, I remained somewhat worried.
"If Sun Wujiu could suspect me, could it be that others are also suspecting me?"
There’s never a shortage of smart people in the world.
Chen Mu looked at the darkening sky outside the window, his thoughts swirling.
"East Ridge is becoming increasingly lively, and one could easily get involved in trouble if not careful."
"I have the Condense Aperture Secret Method and can perform alchemy to earn White Jade Money. What I lack is a stable environment to cultivate."
A thought suddenly flashed through my mind.
"What if I were to leave East Ridge..."
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