Chapter 160 - Anger of the Cultivators
Chapter 160: Anger of the Cultivators
Gold Sea City.
About five hours ago.
In a certain garage.
Under the dim light, a black-robed man lit several candles and set up a strange pattern on the ground.
Then, the black-robed man lifted two gunny sacks out from a van.
Woo woo woo—
Pleas were coming from inside the sacks.
The man threw the gunny sacks on the ground and opened one end.
There was a man and a woman in each sack. They were about 20 years old and looked very young.
The pair’s hands and feet were tied tightly with hemp ropes. Their mouths were solidly sealed with tape, and their eyes were covered by cloth.
Fear was written all over their faces as they kept begging.
But the black-robed man was unmoved. Instead, he grabbed their hair and roughly dragged them to the two sides of the candle pattern.
Then, the black-robed man sat in the center.
The black-robed man sat cross-legged on the ground and bit his middle finger. Then, he drew a few lines on his face with his blood and started chanting.
Slowly, the air became quiet. A faint cool breeze drifted over. It was a chilling feeling.
The pair was terrified.
They struggled intensely, shouting with everything they had, but it was all useless.
An hour later, the black-robed man that was chanting suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth, and exhaled heavily.
In the next second, the candlelight around him flickered violently, and the cool breeze in the garage suddenly surged and rustled.
“Come on out! Come on out! Come on out!”
“My child!”
The black-robed man lifted his head and spoke in a hoarse voice.
His voice was as dry as a desert. The eerie atmosphere made one’s scalp tingle.
At that moment, the young man and woman were exhausted from their intense struggle and could only moan weakly.
Their faces were ashen, and despair filled their hearts.
A few minutes later,
the black-robed man’s body began to emit red vapor
The red vapor gathered above his head, forming a ghostly face the size of a basin.
This ghostly face was sinister and terrifying. Its sharp teeth seemed to be able to bite through anything.
When it saw the couple below, its eyes couldn’t help but widen. Then, it stuck out its long tongue that was full of hooks, just like a hungry wolf with its stomach rumbling, saliva dripped down without end.
Then, the ghostly face floated down and stopped in front of the black-robed man.
“Podi, my child!” The black-robed man stroked the ghostly face, his eyes shining with love.
“Father!” A tender voice came from the ghostly face.
Judging from the voice alone, it seemed to be coming from a four or five-year-old child.
However, upon seeing its true appearance, this innocent voice and its image appeared very unmatched.
“Podi, Father has prepared food for you, but you have to help me do something,” the black-robed man said.
“Yes, Father,” the ghostly face said excitedly.
“Go kill someone,” the black-robed man said sinisterly.
“Kill? I love to kill.” The ghostly face licked its long tongue, eager to get going.
The black-robed man took out a tuft of hair from his pocket.
The ghostly face stuck out its tongue cooperatively, then rolled the hair into its mouth and chewed a few times.
Then, the ghostly face closed its eyes and seemed to be savoring it.
Seven or eight seconds later, the ghostly face opened its eyes and said with a smile, “Father, I’ll be right back.”
The black-robed man nodded.
Then, the ghostly face disappeared like a bubble bursting.
When it reappeared, it was at the masquerade ball.
It quickly found its target, Tan Chi.
But it did not attack immediately.
Similar to Qin Chuan, it was also the first time it had seen such a high-end ball, and it was attracted to the luxury.
The ghostly face possessed Tan Chi’s body and looked around curiously.
When it had seen enough, it then made its move.
…
The presidential suite was filled with smoke as if it was caused by a group of smokers smoking.
Everyone from the Divination specialization sat cross-legged on the ground and concentrated their attention.
Qin Chuan was very confident in them. With the medium, they should be able to find their target very soon.
At this moment, one of them opened his eyes.
Lyu Yuhua’s eyes gleamed with excitement as he stood up and walked towards Qin Chuan.
“Sect Master, I found it,” said Lyu Yuhua excitedly.
“Grandpa Lyu, you really didn’t disappoint me.” Qin Chuan smiled.
He had always thought highly of Lu Yuhua. From the previous collection of good karma, it could be seen that he was very talented in divination.
Just as he finished speaking, two more people walked over.
It was Old Liu and Old Lu.
“Old Lyu, you’re so fast?”
The two of them looked at Lyu Yuhua in disbelief.
Old Liu and Old Lu thought that they had been fast enough, but they didn’t expect someone to be faster than them.
When Lyu Yuhua saw the two of them, he teased, “Old Liu, Old Lu, it seems like I’m still better than you two.”
Old Liu and Old Lu were indignant. They immediately replied, “Old Lyu, don’t be too proud. We gave in to you this time. Wait till the Sect Master issues another mission, we will definitely leave you far behind then.”
“Don’t boast. It’ll be funny if you have to eat your own words then.”
Lyu Yuhua smiled. He wasn’t worried at all that Old Liu and Old Lu would surpass him.
“Hmph, we’ll see.”
Old Liu and Old Lu walked over to Qin Chuan angrily and also pushed Lyu Yuhua away.
Lyu Yuhua was not angry either. His skills had been above theirs all this time. It would be strange if they did not feel aggrieved.
Hearing the three of them bickering, Qin Chuan didn’t think there was anything wrong.
He knew that the three of them were on good terms with one another, and such situations had happened countless times.
So he got used to it.
…
“Since all three of you said that you have found it, why don’t you tell me what you have deduced?” Qin Chuan spoke.
“Sect Master, I’ll speak first.” Old Liu spoke first, not forgetting to glance at Lyu Yuhua.
Lu Yuhua could not be bothered to compete with him. In any case, he had succeeded before them and had firmly one-upped them.
“Sect Master, I deduced that this person’s name is Song Pa. He comes from a small country in the south, Luo Xian. He’s currently in a garage on South Sparrow Avenue,” said Old Liu seriously.
Qin Chuan nodded and looked at Old Lu and Lyu Yuhua. “Do the two of you have anything to add?”
Old Lu scratched his head and said embarrassedly, “Sect Master, what I got is similar to Old Liu’s. I don’t have much to add.”
“Grandpa Lyu, what about you?” Qin Chuan looked at Lyu Yuhua.
“Reporting to Sect Master, this man from Luo Xian Country, named Song Pa, carries evil karma enough to fill a tank. The resentment surrounding him is like a storm. There are even wronged spirits of many children.
“People like him who are wicked beyond redemption and worse than animals have no right to live in this world…”
Lyu Yuhua wore a serious look, and his tone was filled with indignation. But, as he spoke, his eyes were filled with killing intent.
Old Liu and Old Lu were the same.
In the early stages, the three of them had used the method of cracking down on crime to collect good karma.
As time passed, a strong sense of justice arose in their hearts.
“Sect Master, this person’s behavior is so vile. Every additional minute that he remains in this world is an additional danger to the world.
“Since the officials are unable to deal with him, let us take care of these villains.”
Old Lu clenched his fists and said with righteous indignation.
Among these three people, his temper could be considered the fieriest. He couldn’t wait to slap Song Pa to death.
“Sect Master, I agree with Old Lu. A person like Song Pa really doesn’t deserve to live in this world. The sooner we get rid of him, the sooner we can give the world peace and quiet.”
Lyu Yuhua and Old Liu said through gritted teeth.
Qin Chuan nodded his head. While they were using Divination techniques, he had also done the same.
The crimes committed by Song Pa were inhumane, especially when it came to raising “ghosts.”
As a qualified black magic practitioner, he had to master the technique of raising “ghosts.”
The process of doing so was extremely inhumane. Those refined using living children and had the best growth rate.
Normally, the strength of a black magic practitioner depended on the strength of the ghosts they raised.
Song Pa had been determined to become the strongest black magic practitioner since childhood.
To achieve this goal, one had to first have a “ghost” that had a very high growth rate.
Therefore, he refined without end. He would simply abandon those whose growth rates weren’t up to standard. Then, he would start refining again. He only stopped when he was satisfied with the product.
One had to know that he used living children for the refinement. To produce something that satisfied him, he had killed many children.
No one could tolerate such inhuman behavior.
Qin Chuan originally didn’t want to meddle in other people’s business, but the actions of the Song Pa truly incurred the wrath of the gods.
Now,
Lyu Yuhua and the others intended to take care of Song Pa, so he naturally did not object.
But to the three of them, it was not that easy to kill an old veteran like Song Pa.
Qin Chuan originally wanted to give them some powerful methods.
However, after thinking about it carefully, he realized that the path of cultivation wasn’t always smooth sailing. There were so many people in the sect. If he were to pave the way for all of them, then the meaning of cultivation would be lost.
The master leads the way, but the cultivation depends on the individual.
Thus, Lyu Yuhua and the other two took advantage of the night to set out.
…
It was around three in the morning.
As a metropolis of the century, many shops in Gold Sea City were still open.
There were still a few pedestrians on the street. Some had just come out of a nightclub, some were about to head for supper, and others were just strolling idly on the street, wanting to have a romantic encounter.
Lyu Yuhua and the other two made use of divination techniques to avoid the surveillance cameras on the street. They quickly rushed to where Song Pa was.
On the other side, Song Pa, who was already asleep, suddenly woke up.
For some reason, he suddenly felt like he was being watched.
Although he did not discover any outsiders, he sensed danger and quickly woke up his companions.
Because of his status as a black magic practitioner, there were many people who wanted to kill him.
Therefore, it was impossible for Song Pa to act alone.
He had six companions.
They were proficient in all kinds of firearms and were also very good at close combat. Their strength was equivalent to second-rate martial artists.
After informing them of the situation, they immediately got moving.
South Sparrow Avenue was far away from the bustling city center of the Gold Sea City and was considered a demolition site.
The house where Song Pa and the others were staying was a four-story bungalow with no other residents.
One of them held a sniper rifle and was lying in ambush on the roof, observing the surroundings at all times.
The other five people were also hiding in various hidden corners of the house.
Song Pa, on the other hand, used black magic to summon large numbers of poisonous creatures to protect himself and attack enemies.
Time slowly passed.
At this moment, three figures appeared in the distance.