Chapter 15 Chapter 15
The square path had been in disrepair for a long time and was dark and damp. A faint light shone through the hole where the two had just fallen, illuminating the young man's elegant figure and the subtle smile on his face.
This smile made the man shudder.
"Ling Wuming." The man slowly climbed up from the rubble and calmly looked at the young man in front of him. Seeing that his eyes were half open, he asked tentatively, "Are you not blind?"
As he finished speaking, a long, sharp short blade emerged from under his half-bent body and stabbed quickly towards the young man in front of him!
Ling Suye seemed to have expected this to happen and did not dodge or evade.
“Clang——”
A sharp metallic piercing sound came from Ling Suye's heart.
The man just realized that the boy in front of him was wearing a breastplate!
At the same time, his elbow went numb, and then his entire forearm went limp. He tried to mobilize his internal energy, but found his dantian empty. He immediately used his other hand to pry open his front, only to see a large, horrifying dark purple bruise on his chest.
——Dan-eating grass.
Anyone who is poisoned by this will lose all their martial arts skills within seven days!
"You... have been planning this for a long time..." The man knew that the game was over and was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ling Suye dodged to the side and said calmly, "Dan-eating grass? This wasn't a premeditated move. It's just that my martial arts skills have been crippled, so I have to be on guard when traveling in the martial arts world."
Hearing the words "martial arts abolished," the man seemed to have grasped at a lifeline. Without even wiping the blood from his mouth, he anxiously said, "Brother, we have no grudges against each other. This is all a misunderstanding. Take this spirit stone. Besides, it would be very dangerous for you to travel the world alone. If you let me go, I will arrange for someone to kill all your enemies for you."
As long as he can drag his people back and find that he is missing, they will definitely look for him everywhere!
This place is only a few steps away from the carriage, and it will only take a moment to find him.
After all, although the Dan-eating Grass is poisonous, its toxicity can only last for seven days. As long as he survives seven days, he will be able to recover his strength!
"You really don't recognize me?" Ling Suye knew what he was thinking, but still didn't kill him directly.
There wasn't even a hint of anxiety in his tone. His voice was clear and calm, and his tone was unhurried. "Just a reminder, my last name is Ling."
After saying that, he pulled out his hairpin, and his long black hair fell down.
At the same time, he wiped the disguise potion on his finger at the corner of his eye, and he looked exactly like the young Ling Suye.
The man's face turned pale in an instant, and all the blood color faded away, leaving no trace.
It seemed as if I was back to three years ago, in the fusion demon realm where the young man used himself as a medium to activate his innate forbidden technique.
That was the worst loss he had ever suffered in his life.
Except for the miracle doctor and himself, all his men were killed.
"Ling... Ling Suye?" For three years, he couldn't bear to hear his subordinates utter any of these words. But now, he blurted out the name that had haunted him for three years. "Are you a human or a ghost?"
Ling Suye took a step closer to him.
The man immediately took a step back.
As Ling Suye approached, the interweaving of light and darkness above his head made him look like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, coming to take souls and lock lives.
Seeing Ling Suye getting closer and closer, he kept backing away until he hit the top of the square path. With nowhere to retreat, he fell down.
A roar of fear and pain emanated from his throat: "Don't come over here, don't come over here! It's not me who wants your eyes, not me!"
"It's you, it's you who destroyed my martial arts and dug out my pupils!" Ling Suye's voice seemed to have returned to his youth, with the hoarse cry of the day when his entire family was slaughtered.
The man could sense that his mind was beginning to become confused, but after all, he had many years of experience and vaguely felt as if he had been poisoned by some kind of magic weed.
But he couldn't help but fall into the situation created by Ling Suye.
He bit his tongue, allowing his mind to briefly clear up, and immediately slammed the stone, shouting, "Help! Black-robed Iron Guards, come and save me! Help me!"
Ling Suye silently memorized the four words "Black-robed Iron Guards".
At the same time, he spoke again: "Yes, you guessed right. Three years have indeed passed now, and you have walked out of that terrifying chain of demon domains. But haven't you noticed that you have fallen into my demon domain again?"
"Your... demon realm?" the man hesitated.
"Yes, I'm dead. This is my demon realm. Even if you shout to the sky now, no one will come to save you." Ling Suye no longer came closer.
"Yes, you are dead. You used your body as a medium. The demon will eat you until not even a bone is left. You must be dead! Dead! Haha - wait, you became a demon? Is this your demon realm?" The man laughed like crazy, then turned to look terrified.
"Yeah, aren't you stalling for time? A cup of tea has passed, and your subordinates haven't found you. You've been shouting, but your subordinates still haven't come. Except for the Demon Realm, there is nothing that can block everyone's senses." Ling Suye's lips corners slightly lowered, his eyes still half-closed, but one could clearly see the sarcasm in his eyes.
"You...you're already dead. Don't kill me, don't kill me. I can help you find your eyes and avenge you! Since you're a demon, plant the mark of your accomplice on me. When I get out, I can be used by you. If you even think of anything, I'll die. How about that?"
The more powerful a person is, the more he fears death.
Ling Suye looked at the man begging for mercy, then slowly squatted down, his tone tinged with contempt: "Then tell me, who are my eyes on?"
Three years ago, he could only hear this person say, "Son, there's nothing I can do. Someone wants your Eye of Delusion. Sometimes, possessing a rare treasure is a sin."
"In, in... in... on... Him..." With every word the man spoke, his throat tightened a little. By the time he finished these six useless words, he had already fallen to the ground and couldn't get up. He dug his throat with both hands, as if something was blocking his throat and making it impossible for him to breathe.
Ling Suye quickly grabbed the man's wrist, but before he could take his pulse, the man grabbed his wrist with his backhand.
His eyes were wide open, his eyeballs bulging, and bloodshot, giving him a terrifying look.
The man struggled to smile: "You...ah...are...a...human, ha...ha...you...are...a...human, they...planted...a...fatal...Gu...in...me."
Ling Suye's eyes suddenly became serious.
The Death Gu is specifically used by assassins to prevent them from being captured by the enemy and revealing the original owner's situation during interrogation and torture.
Once they discover that the assassin has revealed any taboos related to his master's identity, they will attack and kill him within a few breaths.
The man whispered the last few words.
"They have to know you exist. You can't run away."
The man's pulse stopped beating.
To avoid any fraud, Ling Suye stabbed him on the top of his head again, confirming that both he and the Death Gu were dead, and then began to search his body.
This person had a token on him. Ling Suye used his fingertips to feel the patterns on it and found a word "earth" on the back. He couldn't figure out what it was for the time being, but he thought it should be an identity token.
So he put it away and continued searching.
A moment later, Ling Suye walked out from the other side of the tunnel with the found items and spirit stones, groping for the meeting place agreed upon with Gu Xuanyou.
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Gu Xuanyou arrived after a while, but there was no blood on his body, and he didn't seem to be injured.
As soon as he came back, he ran towards Ling Suye who was lying on the haystack: "Master."
Ling Suye was lying on a haystack as high as a person, head down. This was the upside-down hook he loved to do when he was a teenager, after practicing martial arts.
At this moment, he relies on this to relieve the swelling and pain in his solar plexus.
The feeling of watching his hope shattered just one step away from him made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar. At this moment, he just wanted to empty his mind and think about nothing.
Gu Xuanyou had never seen his steady master act like this before, so he called out again, "Master?"
Ling Suye patted his side and said, "Don't talk, lie down together."
Gu Xuanyou: “?”
But he still obediently lay down beside Ling Suye.
Ling Suye casually felt his pulse and found that apart from excessive consumption of internal energy, he had no other hidden injuries.
Gu Xuanyou put a cloak on him.
The master and servant spent most of the day facing the wind headfirst. When it got dark, Ling Suye finally spoke: "I thought I'd get some useful information this time, but it seems I got nothing."
Gu Xuanyou was confused by what he heard.
But he keenly sensed that his master was in a bad mood, so he acted as a good listener.
"I'm investigating a case related to the person behind this conspiracy to gamble on stones." Ling Suye said, "I've even seen the leader of them before and remember his voice."
Gu Xuanyou's scalp jumped when he heard this, and he could no longer listen: "Did you fight with him? Are you injured, Master?"
Ling Suye held down Gu Xuanyou, who was about to jump off the haystack, and said, "You're not hurt. Listen to me."
"At that time, I buried the Lingyu in the City God Temple and asked you to escape wearing my clothes to divert his men. I wanted to test whether he had a unique method to find the Lingyu."
After all, that method was recorded in the ancient books of the Ling family. When Ling Suye heard this person talking about other contents in the ancient books of the Ling family, he guessed that he would know this method of searching.
Ling Suye continued, "If he wanted to take the jade for himself, he would have done everything in his power to disperse his men and then secretly dig for it himself. After all, his men now believe you've taken it away."
Gu Xuanyou asked, "Why does the master think that he wants to take the Lingyu for himself?"
"Because he was clearly planning to use human lives to create twelve blood jades in the demon realm last night, blood jade is also a type of spiritual jade. I figured that for most people, one or two would be enough to find spiritual jades, but twelve would be too many," Ling Suye said. "So, I suspected he might have other plans under the orders of his superiors, so I played along and buried the spiritual jade in the outer courtyard of the City God Temple—no one was there at the time. This made it easier for him to dig for the jade, and easier for me to confront him."
Ling Suye continued, "The dagger I carry contains Dan-eating grass. Anyone who gets its blood on it will lose all their martial arts skills. Then I used miasma to confuse his mind, hoping to force some information out of him, but he was unexpectedly infected with the Death Gu. If any question reaches his master, he will die on the spot."
"Death Gu." Gu Xuanyou had heard of it before. "I heard that this kind of Gu is extremely difficult to raise, and only those in the palace would plant it on their trusted servants."
Ling Suye sat up with a jerk. Gu Xuanyou was surprised that his master, who didn't know martial arts, had such great waist strength.
"Someone in the palace?"
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