Chapter 38 Xiao Chen's Speculation
Chapter 38 Xiao Chen's Speculation
Chapter 38 Xiao Chen's Speculation
Xiao Chen glanced at the girl in military uniform but didn't say anything.
He turned around and went to the middle-aged man, taking away all the useful items and storage rings from his body.
In fact, he had two purposes in killing the middle-aged man.
One is to use the "Azure Netherworld Free Sword Scripture" to test one's current highest combat strength.
Another reason was to show Little Fairy Doctor how skilled her teacher was.
As for rescuing these people, it was just something I did on a whim.
Seeing this, Gong Feng and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that this Senior Xiao Chen does not intend to hold the young lady's earlier offense against him.
The torrential rain had quietly stopped sometime earlier.
The thick, dark clouds in the sky dispersed.
Faintly visible on the horizon, faint rosy clouds were emerging.
Little Fairy Doctor stood at the entrance of the main hall, looking at the colorful clouds on the horizon. The image of Xiao Chen's divine demeanor just now floated into her mind, and her pretty face blushed slightly.
Xiao Chen placed a bamboo chair in front of the Dou Di statue, lay down on it, and examined the middle-aged man's blood-red longsword.
The longsword was forged from a special type of iron ore, and the hilt was wrapped with blood-yin silkworm silk, on which were drawn some intricate talisman cloud patterns. It was quite a good weapon.
Unfortunately, the sword is badly damaged and not very useful anymore.
He casually tossed it away and then looked at the middle-aged man's storage ring.
Inside, there were quite a few items, mostly herbs and scrolls.
Two of the herbs have the effect of nourishing the soul, which could be used on the old herb.
In addition, there are scrolls that record how to raise ghost-faced insects and how to control them to kill enemies.
The most important thing is how to use the Ghost-Faced Insect for cultivation.
The hundreds of corpses of ghost-faced worms on the cross outside were hung there after being drained by the middle-aged man.
Xiao Chen looked down on such things.
"Next, we need to see what Yin Yuandong is up to by coming to the Dou Qi Continent—"
Xiao Chen glanced at Yin Yuandong, who was dozing off with his eyes closed on the other side of the hall.
Dusk was falling, and night was approaching.
The bonfire was rekindled inside the main hall.
"Senior, it is getting late. We have prepared some wine to express our gratitude. Please, you and this young lady, take a seat."
Gong Feng approached Xiao Chen and Little Fairy Doctor, bowed respectfully, and extended an invitation with a smile.
By this time, a sumptuous feast of wine and food had been prepared around the campfire, and two spacious, well-lit spots had been set aside.
It was clearly reserved for Xiao Chen and Little Fairy Doctor.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Xiao Chen glanced at Little Fairy Doctor, pulled her to sit down on the ground, and stretched comfortably.
Seeing that everyone was still standing, he said helplessly, "Please sit down, don't be so reserved."
Gong Feng and the others then smiled and took their seats one by one.
Throughout the entire process, the girl in military uniform seemed distracted and absent-minded.
She bowed her head, her pretty face pale, and remained silent.
I don't know what she's thinking.
However, he no longer possessed the arrogant and domineering aura he had before.
Xiao Chen didn't care what she was thinking.
He only cared whether the little fairy doctor beside him was hungry.
So he started eating and drinking by himself.
Seeing this, Little Fairy Doctor also started eating.
Seeing Xiao Chen's unpretentious manner, Gong Feng and the others gradually relaxed.
They started trying to toast Xiao Chen and exchange pleasantries.
We should at least try to gauge this powerful figure's attitude, shouldn't we?
Xiao Chen did not refuse, but he barely spoke.
Focus on eating and drinking.
Even so, this gentle attitude reassured Gong Feng and his team considerably.
They were truly afraid of being targeted by this terrifying being who had slain the middle-aged man with his sword.
That would be an absolute nightmare that no one could bear!
Yin Yuandong also sat by the campfire, eating silently without saying a word.
Xiao Chen didn't intend to speak to this old guy.
This guy is no pushover.
During the conversation, Gong Feng took the initiative to provide information, intentionally or unintentionally introducing their identities one by one, and even revealing the purpose of their trip.
Xiao Chen then realized that they were actually one of the top ten strongest people in the Jia Ma Empire, a Dou Huang powerhouse who was on par with Ice Emperor Hai Bodong, and a subordinate of Duan Ruifeng.
The girl in military uniform is named Duan Chenfei, and she is Duan Ruifeng's only daughter.
She was treated like a precious gem and was pampered.
Those guards were all elites under Duan Ruifeng's command, the weakest of whom were nine-star Dou Zhe.
They were all people who had been to the battlefield.
Brave and skilled in battle.
The group came to Poison Cloud Mountain to find a rare herb called "Purple Dragon Mystic Grass" to cure Duan Chenfei's pet Crimson Flame Snow Wolf.
Hearing their words, Xiao Chen felt a sense of doubt.
Duan Ruifeng?
This person doesn't seem to be mentioned in the original work.
One of the ten strongest figures in the former Jia Ma Empire?
Why did it not reappear later?
Could it be that...
Xiao Chen thought of a certain possibility.
Could it be that his appearance changed the fate of these people?
If he hadn't transmigrated and Yin Yuandong hadn't appeared on the Dou Qi Continent, Gong Feng and the others would definitely have been killed by that middle-aged man.
Then Duan Ruifeng sought revenge for his daughter, but the middle-aged man attempted to possess her body, and in the end, the two perished together.
Therefore, the middle-aged man never made it out of Poison Cloud Mountain.
Duan Ruifeng remained forever on Poison Cloud Mountain.
Of course, this is just Xiao Chen's speculation.
The specific reason cannot be verified.
After a moment of silence, Xiao Chen asked, "How did you know that the Purple Dragon Mystic Grass existed in Poison Cloud Mountain?"
Duan Chenfei, who had been silent all along, spoke up and said, "A while ago, I found an ancient scroll at home that recorded that there was a Purple Dragon Mystic Herb on Poison Cloud Mountain."
She kept her head down as she spoke, her tone low.
"An ancient scroll?" Xiao Chen raised an eyebrow.
Duan Chenfei nodded and said, "It's something my father learned from his youth."
"Do you have any drawings?" Xiao Chen asked.
He planned to get these people out as soon as possible so that things would be easier later.
"some."
Gong Feng then handed a piece of paper to Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen glanced at it, then handed it directly to Xiao Jin on his shoulder: "Go find this Purple Dragon Mystic Grass."
Xiao Jin rolled his eyes and said, "I'll do all the dirty and hard work!"
Gong Feng and his guards were all taken aback.
This little snake can actually talk!
You should know that, in human understanding, the weakest magical beast is at least a fifth-tier magical beast in order to speak!
This little golden snake————
It...it...it...it's actually a powerful magical beast?!
Everyone felt their heads were spinning.
I never expected that Senior Xiao Chen's pet snake on his shoulder would be so powerful!
Duan Chenfei's beautiful eyes widened, equally incredulous.
The way she looked at Xiao Chen completely changed.
With astonishment, disbelief, and a deep sense of awe, along with gratitude.
"Senior, what is this?" Duan Chenfei asked cautiously.
Could it be that the senior wants to help me find this Purple Dragon Mystic Grass?
"After you get the Purple Dragon Mystic Grass, you should leave. This Poison Cloud Mountain is too dangerous," Xiao Chen said casually.
He felt that given the current situation, there was no point in continuing to act together.
What exactly was Yin Yuandong's purpose? This was what Xiao Chen was most curious about.
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