Chapter 679: 553 Demon Among Thousands_2

Chapter 679: Chapter 553 Demon Among Thousands_2

The emaciated elder’s back was soaked in cold sweat.

The middle-aged cultivator took a breath and asked, “What exactly happened?”

Blood was still dripping from the elder’s hand.

He took out some medicinal powder, sprinkled it on his hand, and swallowed some pills. Only then did his complexion improve a bit.

Recalling the events at the dilapidated temple still sent shivers down his spine. He turned to look at the two men and said in a trembling voice,

“The Three Talents Divination Copper Coin shattered…”

“The three of us… nearly died…”

Young Master Yun was startled.

The middle-aged cultivator furrowed his brows and said, “It can’t be that sinister…”

“Do you remember the child warming himself by the fire in the broken temple?”

“The child warming himself by the fire?”

The middle-aged cultivator paused, his brows knitting together as he thought, then his expression changed as he remembered:

“He… He’s the Junior Formation Master?!”

Young Master Yun also remembered, his eyes lighting up, “That’s Brother Little Mo!”

Then he muttered to himself, “Strange… why couldn’t I remember before?”

The emaciated elder sighed:

“This child is very likely to be his disciple. Despite his young age, he is certainly extraordinary…”

“In the broken temple, we were unwittingly afflicted by a heart demon…”

“It was this child who made an unusual noise, waking us up.”

“Later, it was also him who reminded us to ‘run fast’…”

“Otherwise, this time, it would probably have been… more bad luck than good…”

…

The middle-aged cultivator was somewhat skeptical, “What kind of danger was there in that broken temple?”

The emaciated elder was also full of doubts.

What was the danger?

Why were they afflicted with a heart demon?

Was it a trap set by that Taoist?

Why were they completely unaware?

The elder racked his brain and suddenly felt a jolt, recalling the Taoist sitting in the corner of the temple, hidden in the shadow, not clearly visible.

A taboo title emerged in his mind.

The emaciated elder trembled like a sieve.

“It’s…”

“What is it?” the middle-aged cultivator asked curiously.

The elder swallowed the words “Gui Tao’s people” in his throat, only saying, “That person… is a Taoist…”

“A Taoist?!”

The Demon Sect’s “Taoist” is no ordinary individual.

Every single one of them is indeed a truly vicious Demon Head!

The middle-aged cultivator looked solemn, but inwardly he was still very curious, “Exactly which Taoist is it?”

The emaciated elder glanced at him coldly, “If I speak his name, all three of us will die, and the death will surely be very ugly!”

The scenes in the broken temple once again floated in his mind.

The middle-aged cultivator attempted to commit suicide with his sword, Young Master Yun tried to kill himself with a sword, and the emaciated elder bit his own flesh…

Just the thought of it made all three a bit pale.

The middle-aged cultivator dared not ask any further.

The emaciated elder frowned in thought, then suddenly as if struck by a revelation, he exclaimed, “That’s it!”

The middle-aged cultivator was taken aback, “What is it?”

The elder’s emotions fluctuated as he quickly said, “Do you remember, when we entered South Yue City and sensed the Corpse Qi over the hills, after my divination, what I said?”

The middle-aged cultivator thought for a while and then shook his head:

“You rambled on and on, talking about gods and ghosts, you said so much, how could I remember which words you’re referring to?”

However, Young Master Yun seemed thoughtful, “Senior Wen, are you talking about… a good deed?”

He vaguely remembered the elder’s words:

“These days, I occasionally feel a terrifying premonition…”

“It seems like there is great terror ahead, extremely dangerous, with unpredictable life and death.”

“Yet, if we can suppress the Corpse Mine, save the city of South Yue City, even the cultivators across the state boundary, perhaps we can accumulate a good deed. That might give us a glimmer of hope when facing a life or death situation…”

The elder’s gaze sharpened, “Now it seems, this cause and effect, has manifested through this child!”

“Had we not offered our help in South Yue City, calmed the chaos, and earned this good deed, not known this child…”

“Then today, without this child’s rescue…”

“We would have died without a place to bury our bodies!”

The middle-aged cultivator and Young Master Yun were greatly shaken.

The elder felt somewhat emotional, “The workings of cause and effect, and good and evil, are like eating and drinking. Mr. Zhuang gave us a chance to choose then, and it was also a lifeline for us…”

Mr. Zhuang…

All three felt both wonder and complexity in their hearts.

A moment later, Young Master Yun remembered something and suddenly said urgently,

“If that Taoist is a Demon Head, then Brother Little Mo…”

The elder shook his head and said with a bitter smile, “Forget it, we can hardly protect ourselves, let alone think about saving that child…”

Young Master Yun showed a look of shame.

Then the elder comforted him:

“Don’t worry, he is Mr. Zhuang’s disciple, he should be fine…”

In the broken temple, Mo Hua’s eyes were bright and shiny, his little face flushed as he roasted fish and sweet potatoes, that scene reemerged in their minds.

The elder sighed in his heart.

He is indeed Mr. Zhuang’s disciple, with such a strong nature…

To be traveling with a Demon Head like that Taoist and still have the leisure to roast things to eat…

And even though they had offended that “Taoist,” saving themselves, that “Taoist” didn’t get angry and even let them go…

The elder found it somewhat incredulous.

Their lineage, proficient in the divination of heavenly secrets, had long heard of that Taoist’s notorious cruelty.

That Taoist was never easy to deal with.

He had never seen him be so “tolerant,” or so “indulgent” to anyone…

The elder sighed, “The righteous may have the protection of the heavens. We should… just return from here.”