Chapter 93 Even the usually lazy candle...
Even the usually lazy Zhu Jiuyin sat up straight, staring solemnly at the skeletons on the ground.
Zhu Rong frowned: "Brother, is this really the Wu Clan?"
Before Dijiang could speak, Gonggong sneered: "What nonsense are you spouting? Questioning your elder brother? Since your elder brother was able to produce these two sets of bones, it must be confirmed."
Zhu Rong: "You!"
Houtu asked directly, "Big brother, was it done by the demon race? They actually have such a powerful magic weapon?"
Dijiang glanced at Houtu, knowing that Houtu and Cangli had a good relationship.
Qiangliang said directly:
“Sister Houtu, these people were not killed by the demon race, but by the human race’s great leader, Cangli.”
Houtu blurted out, "Impossible, Cang Li doesn't like to fight with people."
Shebi Shi: "Sister, don't be naive. Cang Li is a clan leader, so he must have some tricks up his sleeve to get the human race to where it is now!"
Zhu Jiu said, “Get to the point. Now is not the time to talk about these things. What the human race has can drain the lifeblood of my witch clan. We must not let the demon race know about this. Brother, let’s go to the human race and capture Cang Li.”
Dijiang nodded: "Okay."
Houtu stood up and spoke anxiously:
"Big brother! Second brother! Are you really going to conclude that Cang Li did this just because of these corpses? Have you forgotten how she helped our witch clan? Are we really going to do something so ungrateful?!"
Dijiang's face darkened:
"Houtu, I used to respect the human race's chief because I didn't know about this matter. But now that it concerns the survival of the witch race, no amount of kindness is worth anything in the face of life and death. Do you want our people to disappear from this land?"
Houtu looked at Dijiang, speechless.
Jumang and Rushou pulled Houtu aside and said, "Sister, don't object to your elder brother. He's doing this for the sake of the Wu tribe. We are now at odds with the demon tribe, and we can't afford to make any mistakes. We know you have a good relationship with the human leader. Don't worry, as long as she hands over the treasure, we will definitely protect her and won't harm the human tribe."
Houtu shook her head: "No, sister. Once our eldest and second brothers go to the human race, the two races will become mortal enemies. You know their methods."
Jumang and Rushou were speechless for a moment, and Houtu turned to leave.
Dijiang sneered: "Jumang, Rushou, hold her down. You and Xizi together watch over Houtu and don't allow her to leave the Wu tribe!"
The three exchanged a glance, then simultaneously stopped Houtu. Guo Mang said to Houtu:
"Houtu, be obedient."
Houtu took two steps back and said weakly, "It was thanks to listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace that I was able to comprehend some methods of calculation. It was only because of this that my elder brother's actions led to the destruction of the Wu Clan."
Dijiang ignored them and walked out with Zhujiuyin.
Cang Li had already returned to the cave. He would immediately have Nini gather the fastest tribesmen and then have them disperse to various tribes to inform their leaders to prepare for disaster prevention, mainly by stockpiling food and water and digging underground shelters.
After receiving the order, those who were tasked with the mission packed their rations and weapons and set off to various tribes to deliver the message.
After Nini and the others left, they asked Cang Li:
"Chief, why are you issuing this notice?"
Cang Li sat on the steps and patted the seat next to him, gesturing for Nini to sit down: "Sit down and talk."
After Nini sat down, Cang Li sighed:
"Nini, the conflict between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan is now irreconcilable, and war is inevitable sooner or later. Our human race has a large population and is scattered throughout the prehistoric world, so we may be affected. It is better to be prepared now than to be caught off guard by a sudden emergency in the future."
Nini nodded: "I see."
Then he sighed and said, "Chief, why do they have to fight and kill each other when they could be living a perfectly good life?"
Cang Li shook his head: "Who knows? Maybe it's their combative nature. Ten years of farming hasn't changed their minds."
The two sighed together, but their mood improved as they looked at the vast expanse of golden rice paddies in front of them. The land and the food were still the most reliable.
After some time, Nini stood up first and said to Cangli:
"Chief, I'll go and tell everyone to start digging tunnels."
Cang Li was about to nod when he caught sight of the menacing Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin out of the corner of his eye. He pulled Nini behind him, stood up, and said to Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin, who had flown in front of him:
"What brings you here? Do the two Ancestral Witches have business with our human race?"
Dijiang looked at Cangli and, seeing that Cangli seemed completely unaware, his expression darkened.
"Cang Li, I respect you as the great leader of the human race and have never made things difficult for you. I have even suppressed my brothers from being disrespectful to you. I never expected you to treat my witch race like this!"
Cang Li: ? ? ?
What kind of talk is that?!
Cang Li angrily rebuked Di Jiang:
"Are you out of your mind?! You start by making accusations. Putting everything else aside, in these past ten years, has your witch clan been able to eat and dress well without any contribution from the humans?! Now you come looking for trouble without even knowing the facts. Is this what your witch clan is capable of?!"
Dijiang sneered: "Do you think I don't know that you secretly created magical artifacts that are fatal to my Wu clan?! Not to mention that you killed hundreds of Wu clan members ten years ago, you've probably killed quite a few of my people in the last ten years!"
Cang Li: "Nonsense! That's utter nonsense..."
As she was speaking, Cang Li suddenly stopped, her face turning pale. Di Jiang had brought up something she had finally managed to forget, and the sensation of the sword piercing her breasts had surged back, making Cang Li uncomfortable.
Seeing Cang Li's reaction, Di Jiang became even more convinced of their thoughts:
"Looks like you've remembered?"
Cang Li looked at Di Jiang with disgust: "If you are talking about those few members of the Wu clan ten years ago, then you are not wrong. I did kill them. Who told them to be so blind as to capture my clansmen and then try to kill me? Do you only allow the Wu clan to kill others and not allow others to fight back?"
Dijiang coldly questioned, "What magical artifact did you use to kill them? Hand it over and I may forgive and forget, and continue to maintain good relations with the human race."
Cang Li frowned: "What are you talking about? You need a magic weapon to kill them? Do you take me for a piece of trash?"
Zhu Jiuyin spoke lazily, "Brother, don't waste your breath on her. Just take her back and question her slowly. Don't waste too much time here."
Dijiang's expression relaxed: "You're right."
He was about to take action after saying that.
Cang Li immediately said to Nini, "Take your people to safety right away. I'm here, don't worry."
Nini nodded and left quickly.
Seeing this, Zhu Jiuyin was about to intervene when Cang Li immediately took out the Hongmeng Holy Sword and met the attack.
She hasn't been idle in these ten years; her swordsmanship has become quite good.
Dijiang stared at Cangli's sword from the side. He had never seen Cangli use a magic weapon before, and the wounds on the corpses looked like sword wounds. So, was it this sword?
Dijiang quickly dismissed the idea in his mind; it wasn't this sword. This sword posed no threat to the Wu tribe.
Di Jiang had no idea how many magical treasures Cang Li possessed, but it was common knowledge in the prehistoric world that the Jade Purity Saint of Kunlun Mountain was skilled in crafting artifacts. Cang Li had a close relationship with Kunlun Mountain, and no one knew how many magical treasures the Jade Purity Saint had given to Cang Li, or whether any of them could be fatal to the Wu Clan.
After exchanging several hundred blows with Cang Li, Zhu Jiuyin's brows furrowed. He had underestimated Cang Li. Cang Li possessed the laws of time and could reverse day and night, but he hadn't expected this technique to be ineffective against him. Zhu Jiuyin turned and shouted:
"Big brother, aren't you going to make a move?!"
Dijiang came to his senses. He didn't want to take action yet because he didn't know Kunlun Mountain's attitude. The human race was easy to deal with, and his Wu clan wasn't afraid of breaking ties with the human race. However, the three saints of Kunlun Mountain were a problem. Therefore, Dijiang's initial goal was to take that magic weapon from Cangli.
Thinking of this, Dijiang pointed to the humans fleeing under the influence of the Nini organization and said to Cangli:
"You can walk away unscathed, but what about your people? Cang Li, don't you care about the lives of your people?"
As soon as she finished speaking, two people on Nini's side were swallowed up by the suddenly torn air and disappeared instantly.
Cang Li's face was extremely ugly, and he stabbed at Di Jiang with his backhand:
"Just give it a try!"
As the sword thrust out, a roll of cloth appeared in Cang Li's other hand. Cang Li unrolled the cloth, threw it towards Nini, and shouted:
"Don't be afraid, he can't hurt you."
That roll of cloth is the Mist Mother. Cang Li tested it when he was researching magical artifacts. The Mist Mother can conceal the whereabouts of humans and also has a certain defensive capability, making it perfect for this situation.
Nini caught the Mist Mother, and the weapons on the Mist Mother quickly spread out, covering the entire human race. Nini then took the Mist Mother and continued to lead the people into the mountains. They couldn't help, but they wouldn't hold Cangli back either.
The fog enveloped all the humans, and Dijiang couldn't see them at all. He was furious and began to attack indiscriminately. The spells cast by Shuizhi were blocked by the fog.
Cang Li flew forward: "Your opponent is me."
Dijiang calmed down and began to work with Zhujiuyin to deal with Cangli. No matter what, the human race was secondary. The most important thing now was to get that magic weapon out. If they couldn't get it out, they had to make sure that Cangli could never have any contact with the demon race again.
Therefore, he must capture Cang Li and bring him back to the Wu tribe today.
Cang Li was not someone to be trifled with. Her cultivation had reached the Quasi-Saint level, and she possessed many magical treasures. Di Jiang's actions had also angered her, and her attacks became increasingly fierce.
However, with two opponents ganging up on Cang Li, she was finding it difficult to cope. In addition, the Hongmeng Holy Sword in her hand was not the Xuanyuan Sword that she usually used for sword practice, so she gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.
Dijiang, however, put on a show of goodwill and said, "Cangli, I respect you as the great leader of the human race and will not make things difficult for you. As long as you come with me to the Wu tribe and hand over the magic weapon you used to kill my Wu tribe, you will be an honored guest of my Wu tribe."
Cang Li sneered: "You're dreaming. Not only do I not have the magic weapon you're talking about, but even if I did, I wouldn't give it to you!"
At the same time, Cang Li also realized that there might be something wrong with the Xuanyuan Sword, otherwise why would the Wu Clan insist on her handing over the magic weapon that killed the Wu Clan?
But the Xuanyuan Sword was something she got from the shop; it was the weapon of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan in later generations. What does it have to do with the Wu tribe?
Dijiang manipulated space once again, and although Cang Li dodged in time, he was still accidentally cut.
Cang Li took a deep breath, knowing that the Primordial Holy Sword was no longer effective, and directly took out the Teaching Ruler. She wanted to see how many times she could knock on Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin!
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