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Translator: Tamon
The dreadful feeling faded just as it came.
Chen Daoling peered deeper into the statue, but that fleeting feeling never returned, writing it off as being jumpy.
“This place is booby-trapped.” Chen Daoling sneered.
Two people in white appeared in the distance, having faint auras. They were early Qi Refining cultivators from Chen Town.
They picked up on Chen Daoling’s aura and came to investigate. As they drew nearer, they grimaced and bowed.
“Greetings, Senior.” The two showed nothing but respect.
Chen Daoling glanced at them. “You two, come here!”
They flinched and approached cautiously. “How may we help, Senior?”
Chen Daoling pointed at the shrine. “Destroy the statue inside.”
The shrine had been standing for so many years, already here before they were born, and now lay abandoned.
[Why break its statue?] They wondered.
A rumor came to mind, that the shrine was haunted, and hesitated.
Chen Daoling’s hard look told them something was off here.
Too weak to complain, they took a deep breath and walked into the shrine, one holding a Fireball Talisman, and the other a Windblade Talisman.
A black fire greeted them before they could do anything.
“Agh!” They screamed and wailed as they turned to ash.
“Bastard!” Chen Daoling gnashed his teeth.
“You want to play? Fine, I’ll just level the shrine! Let’s see you play then!”
Chen Daoling took a scarlet talisman with a violent aura and threw it inside the shrine.
Chen Daoling jumped a hundred meters back and made a sign. “Explode!”
Boom!
The talisman blew up, shuddering the ground, and sending flames sky-high. As for the shrine, it was laid to ruins, while everything in a hundred meters was burnt to a crisp.
Chen Daoling set his Divine Sense on the ruins, making sure to not miss any movement.
As the flames faded and the walls crumbled, the building was replaced by a huge crater. Not even the statue remained, turned to dust.
His eyes lit up.
He noticed that after the statue blew up, a shadow darted straight for him at unimaginable speed. Not even he could react in time.
“Damn it!”
Chen Daoling felt the faint aura of death and knew it had to be one of those ancient wraiths he read about.
He threw Mu Lei off his back to buy time and ran like hell.
Whoosh!
The shadow burrowed into Mu Lei but Chen Daoling kept fleeing, even using his life-saving Divine Step Talisman, giving him five times the boost in speed.
A creepy voice burrowed into his mind.
“The next time I see you, I’ll rip the soul from your body and blast it into a thousand pieces!”
Chen Daoling bled out from every pore on his head from the shock on his soul.
His previous rage and hatred crumbled in the face of certain death, all that remained was terror.
“Spare me, Senior. I promise never to set foot here again.”
Chen Daoling escaped without looking back.
Xu Hei came out from underground. He escaped most of the blast, but the shaking was tearing at his insides. He forced himself from coughing up blood.
“That was dangerous, but the gamble paid off!” Xu Hei’s heart was racing.
This was his first time gambling, one that proved nearly fatal for his poor snake life.
But he still had one last trick up his sleeve. By eating the pill in his mouth, he’d make all his scales shoot out and injure the old man gravely.
Such a tactic wasn’t perfect, however, leaving him just as damaged. Xu Hei’s nature wouldn’t accept such an ending.
A body fell from the sky, Mu Lei who had just breathed his last.
It plopped on the ground, dead, but with eyes wide open.
“A twitching corpse!”
Xu Hei panicked and was reminded of Chen Fan rising from the dead, filling him with horrors.
“Ahh!! Just stay dead!” Xu Hei roared and charged over, lashing out with his tail.
Mu Lei’s face caved in, his head turned to mush, bone and all.
Xu Hei even breathed fire on the corpse, not just once, but three times, making sure it was ash.
Xu Hei’s paranoia still hadn’t relented, so he used his tail to scatter the last remnants of Mu Lei.
“Thank heavens I learned Fireball, or I’d be a goner now.”
Xu Hei breathed easier, recovering from his fright.
He turned to the scattered pieces of the statue and bowed. “Thank you, Mountain God, for saving me!”
He knew it was the Mountain God that scared Chen Daoling away. It was what saved him from risking his life in a mostly suicidal act.
Mountain God favored him and Xu Hei knew when to be thankful.
After some thinking, he took out three incense sticks from his storage bag and stuck them into the ground, lighting them up with Fireball. He also offered a mouse for tribute as he kowtowed three times.
“Thank you, Mountain God, for your blessing. I’ll offer my tribute to you every year.”
Xu Hei chuckled and slithered away.
“Rotten piece of shit, hold it right there!”
A furious howl rang in his mind like thunder, making Xu Hei freeze.
His eyes darted around, thinking he was hearing things. “Mountain God, you can talk?”
Xu Hei grew anxious and excited as he turned to the ruined statue.
The voice huffed for a while to contain its anger, “You have one hour to find me a body before I curse you to never reincarnate again!”
Xu Hei paled.
[That’s worse than dying. It’s destroying me for good!] He panicked.
He didn’t know why the voice needed a body, but he had an order to follow.
Xu Hei spoke with trepidation. “I’ll bring one right now.”
Xu Hei darted at full speed.
“Wait!” The voice barked. “I don’t want just any body. Make sure it’s healthy and young. And it better have cultivation!”
As for spirit roots, constitution, and the like, he put those demands aside, knowing Xu Hei had no clue what those were. He had little hope for a somewhat smarter animal to fill his criteria.
“Yes!” Xu Hei was gone like the wind.
His mind was in a frenzy, feeling imminent danger. [The Mountain God speaks!]
[Is that why I’m aware? Did the Mountain God awaken me?]
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