Chapter 39 - Taixuan
Chapter 39 of "Journey to the End of the Night" kicks off with: He was secretly grinding his teeth, thinking: âWhat a fool!To willingly use such a precious... Continue reading!
He was secretly grinding his teeth, thinking: âWhat a fool!
To willingly use such a precious Spiritual Medicine on an animal rather than to present it to me!
Utterly stupid beyond words!â
Wen Zhendongâs eyes flickered subtly in their sockets, as he was about to speak, but was interrupted by Baili An, who had been sitting quietly there, âWhere exactly are you taking us?â
Lin Guiyuan turned his head to glance at the mountain ranges behind them enshrouded in darkness, a hint of worry flashing across his eyes.
âItâŚ
is pursuing us.
I must take you to a safe place.â
Baili An followed his gaze and casually surveyed the scene, his keen corpse demon eyes piercing through the mountains and forests.
Even though he couldnât make out the distant objects shrouded in darkness, he could still see a powerful surge of Demonic Qi coming towards them at an astonishing speed.
He frowned and said, âThat doesnât look like a typical corpse demon.â
Lin Guiyuan nodded and said, âThat isâŚa Witch Demon, a Shebi Corpse, with three thousand years of cultivation.
IâŚ
can only trapâŚ
trap him temporarily.
HeâŚ
has an immortal body, and I amâŚ
notâŚ
his match.â
Baili An was greatly shocked inside.
So, it was a Shebi Corpse!
No wonder the aura of the corpse demon was so terrifying!
He silently looked at Wen Yu, who was meditating and regaining his breath, wondering where this man had gotten the courage and greed to provoke such a monster!
Hadnât he assessed the power gap between them before he let greed take over?
Baili An vaguely felt that all the events of the day were part of a trap someone had set up.
Wen Yu, feeling Baili Anâs scrutinizing gaze, slowly opened his eyes and looked back at Baili An with an exceptionally dark, strange look.
âYouâre called Si Chen?â
Baili An did not speak, not wanting to converse with the man.
Wen Yu squinted his eyes and continued, âWhen you were fighting the Shebi Corpse, you used the Taixuan Sectâs secret spiritual methods âSeven Ashes Stepsâ and âRiver Burning Sword techniqueâ.
These two spiritual formulas can only be practiced by Inner Disciples of Taixuan Sect.
How do you know them?â
âDonât tell me youâre an Inner Disciple of Taixuan Sect.
I remember quite clearly that among the Inner Disciples of Taixuan Sect, there isnât one named Si Chen!â
Baili Anâs brow furrowed slightly.
âSeven Ashes Steps?
River Burning Sword technique?
What are those?â
Wen Yuâs brows knit together as he spoke coldly, âHow could you have executed those two spiritual formulas in the blink of an eye if you donât even know what they are?!
I would hope you could come up with a better excuse!â
A vague headache began to trouble Baili An, as if a long-lost memory was struggling to emerge.
In the face of Wen Yuâs questioning, he responded, âWhether itâs an excuse or not, I donât see a need to answer you, do I?â
He wasnât lying; he truly was unaware of what the Seven Ashes Steps and River Burning Sword technique were.
To him, these names were as unfamiliar as a newborn baby learning to speak.
What made him even more uneasy was the fact that during his fight with the Shebi Corpse, his memory was blank, as if cut off.
From the moment the first round of flames ignited until he lost consciousness, he was completely unaware of what had occurred.
Nor did he know how he had managed to save the deer and the group of people.
He could only vaguely recall the deep, permanent sword scar at the center of his chest, which for a moment burned like a searing brand, setting all the cold blood in his body ablaze, boiling over.
Wen Yu looked at Baili An, who seemed indifferent, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
âHmph, the people of Taixuan Sect are just as arrogantly dismissive as ever!â
A flicker passed through Baili Anâs gaze; then he suddenly smiled and said, âSo youâre saying, you actually donât belong to the Taixuan Sect.
Then why did you boast and deceive us under the pretense of being from Taixuan Sect, oh, could it be you intended to use it to intimidate us?â
With that said, everyoneâs gaze towards Wen Yu changed.
In any case, the emergence of a lie always breeds suspicion.
Wen Yuâs face flickered with panic for a moment, but he quickly masked it.
With a light cough, carrying an air of authority, he coldly said, âWhen have you heard me say I wasnât from Taixuan?â
Baili An pretended to ponder deeply before replying in a profound manner,
âThat makes more sense then.
Disciples of our sect naturally would not speak with the hostility and disdain that you carry.
Yet here you are, claiming to be from the Taixuan Sect.
This can only mean one possibilityâthat you must have violated the laws of Taixuan Sect and been expelled.
Am I right?â
A direct hit!
Wen Yuâs expression twisted terribly, and the hands resting on his knees made a creaking noise of bones grinding against each other.
Baili An calmly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and patted the deerâs head, saying, âThe Shebi Corpse is catching up fast.
Mr.
Lin Guiyuan, this Golden Crow isnât slow, but with so many people on board, Iâm afraid it wonât be long before it catches up.â
Lin Guiyuanâs expression became very solemn, he nodded and said, âWeâreâŚ
about to arrive at our destination.â
After saying this, he bit his fingertip, a few drops of blood falling into the Golden Crowâs sharp beak, and the birdâs speed suddenly more than doubled.
Watching him, Baili An sighed inwardly.
What he really wanted to say was that the people that Lin Guiyuan should be throwing off right now were those three master and disciples.
It wasnât that Baili An was selfish or cruel, but that the Shebi Corpse had been provoked by Wen Yu in the first place.
The fact that Wen Yu had ârecklesslyâ provoked the Shebi Corpse, combined with what Wen Zhendong had said earlier about Lin Guiyuan saving her twice,
led Baili An to surmise that Wen Yuâs provocation was very likely intended to force Lin Guiyuan to intervene and save them again.
And his intervention would inevitably be tied to subsequent cause and effect purposes.
And Lin Guiyuan had just saidâŚ
âWe are about to reach our destination!â
Baili An noted the suppressed rage and fervent greed in Wen Yuâs eyes.
If he wasnât mistaken about Lin Guiyuanâs identity, it was closely and crucially linked to this Kongcang Mountain.
While he felt inclined to clarify these matters, Baili An didnât have any evidence at the moment.
And it was clear that Lin Guiyuan had a fondness for Wen Yuâs female disciple, so calling it out now wouldnât change anything.
He would have to wait and see.
As they bypassed some mountains and a small blood-red sea, what occupied the view in front of them was a pitch-black mountain range rising between heaven and earth.
Bare and without a single tree growing on the sheer mountain peaks, their strange, rugged forms reached extremely high, even towering into the dark clouds, as if to puncture a huge hole in the sky.
The mountain was towering and magnificent, but right in the center was a straight fissure, resembling a canyon split by a single sword strike from an Immortal.
Lin Guiyuan, controlling the Golden Crow, didnât swerve away and headed straight for that canyon at great speed.
âAhhh!
Weâre going to crash!
Weâre going to crash!â someone screamed in alarm.
Baili Anâs gaze deepened as he observed a faint Array Light emanating from within that narrow canyon entrance.
In the darkness of night, the light was so faint, as subtle as the glimmer of fireflies.