Chapter 147: Pressing Forward (1)
"The remaining aura of this thunder tribulation is so strong that it hasn't dissipated even after a long time. I'm afraid it's not some magic weapon, but the heavenly thunder that brought me through the tribulation." Yang Zongchun's face turned grim. "Under the heavenly thunder, it's probably difficult to trace the aura."
Zhenren Dingjing simply groaned. Dong E suppressed his anger, knowing that Yang Zongchun wasn't to blame. He gritted his teeth and said, "Could it be that the murderer killed my junior sister in order to seize resources? When did such an evil cultivator appear under the jurisdiction of the six major alliances of the righteous path?"
Yang Zongchun felt uncomfortable, but he just held back his energy and lowered his head to compare the Fu Seal. After a while, he suddenly looked up and said, "We're here! This is the correct location."
The divine bird folded its golden feathers, transformed into a palm-sized golden bird, and flew back to Ding Jing Zhenren's shoulder. The three of them slowly landed. Looking around, they saw that the entire grassland had been flattened, revealing a vast expanse of sand. There was a deep crack in the ground, which did not seem to have been caused by a cultivator. It emitted a pure spiritual energy fluctuation.
Dong E saw a bit of blue emerging from a pile of foreign objects stacked next to the crack, and immediately rushed forward, followed by an unspeakable roar.
It was Qu Qitao, cleaved in half and then struck by heavenly thunder, nearly reduced to dust. However, Luo Xuanyi split her first, allowing the thunder to fall through, preventing her from completely disintegrating. This is why some fragments of clothing and jade artifacts remained intact. Fortunately, there was no wind, otherwise this pile of powder and fragments would have long since lost its human form and been scattered across the wilderness.
Dong E's fingers trembled as she picked up a storage bag, then stood there, seemingly frozen. Yang Zongchun could only tell from the side of her face that Dong E seemed to be crying. He didn't dare to approach. He glanced sideways and saw two piles of foreign objects in the distance. When he approached, he was greeted by a disgusting, burnt smell.
The two bodies on the ground couldn't be called two corpses; they should be called a scorched human skin stuck to the ground and a pile of flesh sizzling and greasy from the sun. The human skin at least had a human shape, with clothes clinging to the body. The only bulge was a bag of an unfamiliar shape in the hand.
There were two storage bags lying scattered not far from the corpse, which should have belonged to these two people.
Yang Zongchun, after all, was a cultivator from the Midie sect of the Blackwood Sect, specifically tasked with scouting and tracking. He wasn't in a rush to examine the object. He first ignited a powder and sniffed it gently, then inhaled the remaining smoke deeply before blowing a puff of purple smoke towards the corpse. The smoke fell onto the corpse, some condensing into powder and clinging tightly, while others drifted above the body like clouds and mist. Although it drifted, it didn't leave the body for more than three or four steps.
After the purple smoke slowly dissipated, he picked up the bag in the human skin's hand and the two people's own storage bags to check. He clenched his palm, and spiritual power gathered in his hand, transforming into three purple flowers, which he threw into the two people's storage bags. When he was about to throw the third purple flower in, it bumped into something and scattered.
Yang Zongchun frowned. He stopped trying and waited for the purple flower to emerge from the storage bag again, transforming into two streams of spiritual energy and returning to his body. He then took the undetectable bag and walked over to Master Ding Jing, who had been gazing thoughtfully at the rift. He offered the bag with both hands and respectfully asked, "Senior, I have investigated and discovered a disciple named Xi Xingji holding a suspicious-looking bag. I am unable to open it. Please take a look."
"Hmm?" Master Ding Jing took it and looked at it, stroking his beard with his free hand without saying anything. He squeezed the bag, and the spiritual energy within it fluctuated chaotically, while Master Ding Jing's aura remained steady and profound.
He threw the torn bag back into Yang Zongchun's hands and said, "This is a storage bag that only the Demon Sect has."
"Demon Sect?" Yang Zongchun first observed the appearance of the storage bag. He felt that he didn't know what the bag was made of. It was very rough compared to the most ordinary storage bag he used.
The storage bag was a deep black, with the word "Chen" embroidered on it in a red that was almost black. The rope holding it in place was broken, as if someone had yanked it off with great force. He then took out the contents, but found that there wasn't much: just a scroll of bamboo slips, a spiritual herb, some clothes, and a few ordinary pills.
When he opened the bamboo slips and took a closer look, he saw Dong E suddenly approaching, holding a freehand gem in his hand. His eyes gleamed as if he had never shed tears of sadness before. A look of certainty appeared on his face. "Senior, Fellow Daoist Yang, my junior sister left behind a message that must be about the cause of her death."
The Freehand Orb was precious, and its contents could only be read once. Dong E's immense self-control prevented him from checking it immediately upon discovering it. Infusing it with spiritual energy, a text slowly emerged before the three of them.
"Those who do harm are buried in the dark, like the Zang Yao Zong."
Yang Zongchun immediately realized: "The storage bag that the murdered Junior Brother Xi was holding in his hand also had the word 'Chen' embroidered on the outside."
"Chen, Ran, Ming!" Dong E clutched the freehand pearl in her hand, as if she were chewing the name to pieces in her heart. Yang Zongchun glanced in the direction of Qu Qitao's body, then glanced at Dong E, hesitating whether to check Qu Qitao's body again.
Dong E noticed his hesitation: "Don't worry, check it out. The most important thing right now is to find enough clues and kill that bastard!" She couldn't help but curse, but Yang Zongchun pretended not to hear. He felt relieved and went to Qu Qitao to repeat the same trick before turning back.
"How is it?" Zhenren Dingjing asked when he saw that he had finally completed all the investigations.
Yang Zongchun's face was solemn. He shook his head at first, and after a while he said, "The interference of the heavenly thunder was too strong, even to the point of being very strange. This level of heavenly thunder is hundreds of times stronger than the golden elixir condensation. But if it is really a tribulation thunder cloud, the one who is undergoing the tribulation should be at least at the Nascent Soul stage. It is impossible for him to have such a hard time killing these three junior brothers and sisters in the Foundation Establishment stage."
"Anyway, I tried to track the murderer's whereabouts from the corpse, but the mist was trapped by the thunder, and I couldn't capture the murderer's breath."
"What's the catch?"
"There are some," Yang Zongchun thought. "The murderer's cultivation methods are very complex, and it doesn't seem like he's been systematically trained by a master. He killed Fellow Daoist Shang with a sword that was filled with demonic energy, but the technique he used to kill Junior Brother Xi was strange, as if it had ignited his flesh and blood from within."
"As for the method used to kill Junior Sister Qu, since the lightning struck her body directly, there are no clues. It's just strange that a direct strike from the lightning wouldn't leave any remnants. Junior Sister Qu must have been killed before the lightning struck, and her body was torn apart, leaving only a part of her body."
"This person is ruthless and resolute. The demonic energy of the knife in his hand is too strong, but his knife skills seem to be random slashing. Therefore, although he uses a knife, he is not a knife cultivator. Pay attention to this when tracking him down."
Yang Zongchun took a breath and continued, "Nothing was missing from Junior Brother Xi's and Junior Brother Shang's storage bags. Only Junior Sister Qu's storage bag was missing a set of Xinghai Palace clothing. The remaining storage bag still contained clothing."
"This person did nothing but kill people just to steal a set of clothes?" Dong E immediately had a shocking idea. "Could it be that this demon wants to infiltrate our sect and go undercover?"
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