Born in the 58s

Rong Jiaojiao's soul was mistakenly taken by a soul-reaper. After negotiating with him and receiving a series of compensations, she was ready to be reborn after drinking Meng Po's soup. How...

Chapter 319 Fallen Phoenix Mountain

“They’ve gone all over the country to track down the demon spirits,” Leng Muya explained. “They’re all elites, and the mission is arduous, so they need to be scattered across different locations. If this incident wasn’t particularly serious, it wouldn’t have alerted headquarters to send people to provide support.”

"I see." Rong Jiaojiao suddenly understood, and her heart was filled with respect for her senior brothers and sisters. They shouldered such an important task, yet they went to various places without complaint to protect the peace of the world.

The two chatted as they walked and soon arrived at the post office. Leng Muya stood at the door, smiling as she said to Rong Jiaojiao, "Go on in, I'll wait for you here."

Rong Jiaojiao nodded and walked into the post office. She went to the counter and said to the clerk, "Hello comrade, I would like to send three telegrams and four letters."

The staff member nodded, handed her several sheets of telegram paper, as well as letter paper and a pen, and said, "Please write down the contents and address here, and then give it to me."

Rong Jiaojiao took the things, found a corner to sit down, and began to write seriously. She first wrote a letter to her master, briefly reporting her current situation and what Leng Muya and the others were investigating. She knew her master must be very worried about her, so she specially wrote some comforting words to reassure him.

She took the paper and pen, sent a telegram to her parents, her master, and her second brother to let them know she was safe, and wrote a letter to each of them and her eldest brother, which she then handed to the post office staff.

The staff finished helping her in no time. She paid and went out. Leng Muya saw her come out and asked with a smile, "Did you finish writing?"

Rong Jiaojiao nodded and said, "Okay, all done."

Leng Muya patted her shoulder and said, "Come on, you should go back and get some sleep too. Headquarters will be sending people soon, and we'll need your Ziling to help out then."

Rong Jiaojiao nodded and returned to the inspection team. Looking at the two-story villa, she quietly asked Leng Muya, "This house wasn't confiscated, was it?"

Leng Muya shook her head: "This family is shrewd; they rented it out to the town government for office use for free a long time ago."

Rong Jiaojiao smiled and said, "They are really smart."

Leng Muya pointed to the room on the right side of the stairs on the second floor: "The second room on the right has bedding prepared for you. You can stay there."

"Thank you, Senior Uncle. I'm going to rest now. You should rest too!"

Go!

Rong Jiaojiao went to her room, performed two cleansing procedures on herself, and fell asleep immediately. She didn't wake up until Leng Muya knocked on the door.

Rong Jiaojiao went downstairs and saw that everyone had arrived. Not only were all the group members present, but there were also two extra people.

A man and a woman. The man was tall with a cold face and exuded a powerful aura; the woman was petite with a delicate face and a lively look in her eyes.

"Senior Zhao, Senior Lin," Leng Muya bowed respectfully, "You arrived very quickly."

The man nodded slightly: "Captain Tian Shu sent us to come and support you as soon as possible. How is the situation?"

Leng Muya led everyone to the living room and explained the current situation in detail.

After listening, Zhao Yuntian and Lin Yao both frowned.

“This evil cultivator’s plan is indeed very meticulous.” Zhao Yuntian’s voice was cold and deep. “They used the pattern of the Big Dipper to set up the Blood Fiend Guiding Spell, which is obviously for the purpose of performing a blood sacrifice on the Ghost Festival.”

Leng Muya asked, "Senior Zhao, can you be sure this was the work of an evil cultivator, and not a demonic spirit?"

Zhao Yuntian thought for a moment and then said, "Demon spirits do not need to be sacrificed during the Ghost Festival."

Lin Yao nodded: "We must find their hideout as soon as possible and stop their plans."

Leng Muya took out a map and pointed it out to the two of them: "We have found their clues, which point to Luofeng Mountain on the outskirts of the city. This location of Luofeng Mountain used to be an experimental base of the Japanese. It has a lot of yin energy and is very suitable for setting up evil formations."

Zhao Yuntian stood up: "Alright, now that we have a direction, let's not delay and set off now."

Everyone nodded and quickly made preparations.

Rong Jiaojiao released Ziling from the secret realm. When Ziling saw that everyone was preparing to set off, she immediately jumped onto Rong Jiaojiao's shoulder, her amethyst-like eyes revealing a hint of excitement.

"Let's go," Leng Muya said, and the group followed Zhao Yuntian and Lin Yao, heading towards Luofeng Mountain.

Everyone entered the courtyard, and Zhao Yuntian released his flying sword, saying to them, "Come on up."

Apart from Leng Muya and the two seniors, none of the other people here had ever ridden a flying sword before, so they were all a little excited and a little scared at the same time.

However, they all quickly climbed up. Zhao Yuntian cast a spell to hide everyone's figures, and the flying sword soared into the air. Everyone felt light on their feet, and the surrounding scenery rushed past like a flying scroll.

Rong Jiaojiao hugged Ziling tightly, feeling the rushing air currents, as if she herself had merged into the lightning speed.

Su Yuqing exclaimed excitedly in a low voice, "My God! This is flying on a sword! It's incredible!"

Zhang Zekai's face turned pale. He gripped Chen Pengfei's arm tightly, his voice trembling, "This...this is too fast..."

Zhao Yuntian stood on the tip of the sword, his robes fluttering in the wind, his voice sounding particularly calm in the wind: "The terrain of Luofeng Mountain is complex, so we will land directly on the eastern ridge."

The flying sword pierced through the clouds like a shooting star streaking across the sky, and the outline of Luofeng Mountain gradually became clear before everyone's eyes.

Rong Jiaojiao noticed that the entire mountain was shrouded in a faint black mist, as if it were shrouded in an invisible shadow. A dark entrance could be vaguely seen on the mountainside, exuding an eerie aura.

"That's it!" Zi Ling suddenly whispered in her ear, her voice tinged with urgency, "I can sense the presence of a human cub!"

Lin Yao took out a bronze mirror from her bosom. The mirror surface rippled slightly, as if the water was being gently stirred.

She whispered the incantation, and the image in the mirror flickered before finally settling on seven children chained together, surrounded by seven men in black robes, busily arranging something.

"Oh no!" Lin Yao exclaimed, her voice tinged with panic, "They've started the ceremony ahead of schedule!"

Zhao Yuntian's expression instantly turned serious, and he immediately urged his flying sword to accelerate: "We must stop them!"

The flying sword swooped down like a meteor, then suddenly trembled violently a hundred meters from the cave entrance. A blood-red barrier appeared out of thin air, like an invisible wall, and violently repelled the flying sword.

"Barrier!" Zhao Yuntian steadied his flying sword, his voice tinged with solemnity. "Junior Sister Lin, barrier-breaking talisman!"

Lin Yao quickly formed a hand seal, and three golden talismans flew out, blasting a gap in the barrier.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, everyone jumped off their flying swords and rushed into the cave.

The cave was cold and damp, and the air was filled with a strong, nauseating smell of blood.