Warding Of Evil Spirit

Chapter 26 Destiny and Fate (Part 1)

"Hmm, Fellow Daoist Liu, Fellow Daoist Zhang, and this Fellow Daoist Wang."

"Indeed, I am a member of the Tingchang Mountain Sect!"

"Go and inquire later, is there anyone surnamed Yan in Tingchang Mountain! How idle do I have to be to use such things to amuse you!"

"Have you heard about the Sword Sect's Demon-Suppressing Cave north of the Jade Marrow River a while ago?"

"I was there at the time!"

"Inquire more about things! I am a kind-hearted person, but my spirit pet is always vengeful!" "

Have you heard of the Panwang Sect? My main cultivation method is called the 'Green Bamboo Elixir Scripture,' which is actually a lineage of a major demonic sect! It was the Mountain Master herself who chose this scripture for me!"

"Alas! Alas—! Fellow Daoist Liu, what are you doing! You mustn't! You mustn't! Meeting on the left and right is fate. Perhaps I was a bit harsh just now, but I shouldn't have made you spend so much money."

"Alright, alright, I'll accept it. This way, we're acquainted!"

With that, Chu Weiyang, flattered by the three disheveled men, reluctantly accepted the Qiankun pouch. He merely weighed it in his hand, not even opening it for a closer look, before disdainfully tucking it into his belt.

But the more Chu Weiyang reacted this way, the more the three men beside him breathed a sigh of relief.

The demonic cultivators and rogue cultivators in the Jade Marrow River wilderness certainly looked down on the Tingchang Mountain disciples, considered traitors, but they also feared the Tingchang Mountain disciples who had fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Especially for these three disheveled rogue cultivators, the faint hint of a mountain sect behind Chu Weiyang meant endless trouble if they weren't careful.

They had no choice but to flatter him, to treat him with the utmost respect, like a god, to ensure the trouble would pass.

Seeing that the three had relaxed, Chu Weiyang's hand instead rested on his sword hilt.

"It's been quite a while since I've been rambling on and on. This won't do, Fellow Daoist Liu. Do you have anything to say to me?"

"However, I have no patience for your trivial matters."

With that, Chu Weiyang, mimicking Yan Jianming, gestured with his chin towards the blasted mound.

"With this earthquake shaking the earth, what kind of trap are you setting?"

"Hmm? Fellow Daoist Liu?"

Upon hearing this, the leading Daoist surnamed Liu gave an awkward smile.

He didn't immediately respond to Chu Weiyang, but instead raised his head and exchanged glances with the other two for a few breaths.

As if having made up his mind, the Daoist surnamed Liu then revealed a flattering smile.

"Reporting to Brother Yan, look at this! Our meeting today is surely ordained by Heaven! It's only right that you receive this divine favor!"

"Let's go back to the beginning. The three of us brothers have a rudimentary understanding of feng shui and geomancy, and I'm particularly skilled in some fragments of the Burial Classic."

"Yes, it's not exactly respectable, but it's only through this skill that the three of us brothers have managed to make a living."

"Two months ago, the ice in the Lingqiu Mountain area began to melt, and the Jade Marrow River started its spring floods."

"The specific reasons are beyond the comprehension of rough men like us."

"In short, after years of wear and tear, a section of an underground palace collapsed in the west, revealing the passageway below. Others just saw it as ruins, but we brothers saw it clearly and knew that some ancient sage might be lying beneath."

"It was early spring then, and the ground was still very damp. Being an ancient tomb, we didn't dare go down."

"It wasn't until recently, when the ground became dry and loose, that we were able to enter through that section of the passage and explore further."

"But the ravages of time have been too severe; all the protective measures left by our ancestors are useless now. The marks left by the passage of time are more effective and powerful than any deadly trick!"

"We only went a short distance before the bluestone passage crumbled completely, blocking our retreat."

"Fortunately, the broken but still connected sections collapsed in large chunks, causing another corner of the underground palace to crumble as well, revealing a hole."

"So, we had no

choice but to grit our teeth and continue in." "But we still fell victim! The protective measures were useless, but we don't know what legacy our ancestors left behind, or what changes occurred over this long period. By the time the three of us brothers realized it, we were already poisoned, becoming increasingly dizzy, and about to collapse to the ground."

"Fearing this trip might mean certain death, I disregarded everything and used a life-saving talisman to escape, only to be seen as a laughingstock by you, Brother Daoist."

As he spoke, Liu Daoist still showed a hint of lingering fear.

Chu Weiyang frowned upon hearing this.

He considered himself quite skilled, possessing knowledge of poisons from the *Qingzhu Danjing*, yet after talking for so long, he couldn't discern any signs of poisoning in the three before him.

Could it be that they were suffocating underground and hallucinating?

But someone who made a living by digging tunnels wouldn't be so ignorant.

Thinking this, Chu Weiyang slowly raised his hand.

The young man's movements were slow, but Liu Daoist, having made his decision, didn't hesitate, calmly raising his hand and placing Chu Weiyang's fingertips on his wrist's vital point.

A wisp of magical energy wrapped around a strand of blood was held at Chu Weiyang's fingertip.

The magical power was Liu Daoren's magical power, and the vital energy was Liu Daoren's vital energy.

Sensing this with meticulous precision, Chu Weiyang raised his eyebrows, his eyes growing brighter.

If the poisons of this world, aside from their pure toxicity, were to be divided into three grades,

then the lowest grade consisted of brightly colored, foul-smelling poisons. Just a glance or a whiff of them was enough to awaken a person.

The middle grade was similar to the venom of the jade snake that Chu Weiyang had nurtured; its vibrant colors and foul odor had been replaced by a simple and elegant quality, making it easier to fall into a gentle illusion.

The highest grade, however, was a poison that had completely lost all color and smell, colorless, odorless, formless, and intangible, merging into the heavens and earth, dissolving within the universe. By the time a person felt even the slightest discomfort, it was already too late for medicine, and death was imminent!

With a gentle flick of his wrist, dispersing his magical power and blood energy, Chu Weiyang's fingertips held only a wisp of invisible, intangible poisonous energy.

The jade snake had already impatiently approached, writhing incessantly in Chu Weiyang's palm, its forked tongue hissing like a jade snake gradually gaining sentience, playfully teasing him.

"Don't rush, good child, all of this is yours, all of it is yours."

As he spoke, Chu Weiyang watched the jade snake inhale and exhale, swallowing the wisp of poisonous energy.

Although it wasn't yet time to plant the secret technique of mind-to-mind beast taming, this jade snake was nurtured with Chu Weiyang's blood of vengeful spirit, their energies already intertwined. In an instant, Chu Weiyang sensed the jade snake's eagerness and desire.

Thus, the smile on Chu Weiyang's face deepened.

He turned his head to look at Liu Daoren beside him.

"So, this is a position ordained by Heaven?"

Liu Daoren nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes!"

Chu Weiyang asked with a smile.

"Is it destined that I would receive such a divine opportunity?"

Liu Daoren gave a thumbs up.

"That's an apt description!"