Chapter 223 The Horror of Twin Tree Village 【Two Chapters Combined】

Chapter 224 The Horror of Twin Tree Village 【Two Chapters Combined】

The village of Shuangshu is shrouded in night mist. A crimson spring flows through it, and the leaves of the black and white twin trees rustle in the warm breeze. Outside the village, vast fields of crops are growing vigorously.

“Old Immortal, you’ve come again.” At the village entrance, Old Liu grinned. He looked honest and simple, with a ruddy complexion, and was eating from a porcelain bowl.

Although Cao Qianqiu was a manifestation of pure Yang consciousness, he had already restrained his blazing sun-like light, and looked no different from a flesh and blood body. His silver hair was shiny, his face glowed slightly, and his feather robe was loose.

“Hmm.” He nodded, looked at Old Man Liu, and then glanced at the old yellow dog lying at the gate of the courtyard. With his skills, he could easily tell that this was an old hunter from a remote place.

Old Liu chuckled and said, “Have you eaten yet? Why don’t you come in and have something to eat? You look better and better; you’re sure to live to be a hundred.”

Cao Qianqiu glanced at him. He was pursuing immortality. Was this meant to make him “die young”? Apart from Li Qingxu, all of his disciples were over a hundred years old.

Old Liu quickly slapped himself and said, “I’m sorry, old immortal, I misspoke. You will surely live to be a hundred years old.”

Cao Qianqiu was strong and domineering, but he didn’t need to lower himself to the level of an old villager. He looked at the forty-odd households under the night sky, with their blue bricks and gray tiles, and wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys—nothing special.

He reached out and touched the black and white twin trees at the village entrance, confirming that they were not dead trees that had come back to life, but rather new trees that had just grown.

He then walked around the village, taking in the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking, creating a strong sense of local life in the remote village.

The only unusual thing was that a mutated squirrel with fur as red as satin was practicing kung fu with a young child, and both of them were making humming and hawing noises.

The red squirrel punches, swings its legs, leaps, and flicks its tail with remarkable skill, its body already brimming with divine wisdom.

Cao Qianqiu sensed its “thoughts” and found it to have a strong fighting spirit.

“Through thick and thin, I will rise up and eventually raid that person’s den!” This is the belief that supports Red Squirrel in improving itself and striving forward.

Cao Qianqiu returned to the village entrance, looked at Old Man Liu, and said, “Tell me again in detail the incident of the bloodstained kite that you personally experienced in your childhood.”

Finally, he ascended into the sky and disappeared into the dark night sky!

…

The atmosphere in Kunling is extremely tense; the final battle is about to erupt.

On certain roads, the arrival of senior figures at the forefront of their fields, the appearance of patriarchal figures, attracted the attention of countless people in the Night Fog World.

Such a grand scene hasn’t appeared for many years.

At the same time, this also means that there is a problem with the plateau outside the Third Desolate Land, otherwise why would it alarm important figures from more than one route?

Universities are making intensive arrangements and dispatching spaceships to send their disciples away, to be recalled after the incident has subsided.

At Shanhe Academy, Qin Ming and Xiao Wu’s residence, the bamboo groves were lush and the golden vines were vibrant. In front of the gate was a clear blue lake. The two fished for five-colored dragon carp, and then had a barbecue to entertain Ling Yu, Xin Youdao and a few other acquaintances as a farewell meal.

“We should be reunited in Kunling soon, right?”

“It’s hard to say, but the atmosphere is off this time. There are quite a few experts here.”

During the gathering, Qin Ming gained a great deal, learning a lot about the new methods his master had been researching from Ling Yu, which greatly inspired him.

Of the three, the one he was most interested in was the Heavenly Light Immortal Lotus.

Heavenly light became the mud, flesh and blood became the soil, and a seed of pure yang was planted, which was then tempered into a lotus of consciousness on the path to immortality, and finally grew into a celestial lotus.

This is a model new method that completely combines the path of rebirth and the path of immortality. It is quite extraordinary and has unique features.

Qin Ming wasn’t concerned with the power of this new method, but rather with its ability to change a person’s temperament.

He can control his flesh and blood and change his appearance, but his spiritual aura is difficult to change. Now this new method provides a way to make it entirely possible for him to become a different person.

Ling Yu explained that this method involves burying the seed of pure yang into the flesh and blood, which is equivalent to combining with the light of heaven. Whatever kind of cultivation technique one practices, their spiritual energy field will also change accordingly.

Qin Ming seemed to be deep in thought. This didn’t seem too difficult for him, because his divine light had already been merging with divine wisdom and spiritual light.

He immediately tested the method, planting the accumulated flashes of consciousness that had not yet been integrated into the “soil” of flesh and blood and the light of heaven.

Then he began to explore and practice the method.

How domineering is his divine light? Every day, after being illuminated by it, the accumulated consciousness and spiritual light have long possessed pure yang energy, and are not afraid of such tempering at all.

Therefore, he skipped over the difficult breeding stages that others went through, without any difficulty.

Moreover, he also incorporated divine wisdom, which seemed to enhance the effect.

Ling Yu was dumbfounded. He had only given a brief explanation, and then he saw that the other party had mastered it.

It should be noted that his teacher felt this method was somewhat crude, not very refined, and quite difficult to practice.

Moreover, Ling Yu himself is only in the process of planting the Pure Yang Seed, having just buried it deep in the soil of flesh and sunlight, and it is difficult for him to achieve anything yet.

At that moment, he was utterly shocked.

When Tang Jin arrived, she was also surprised to see this scene. Why was her master’s new technique so easy for the young man from Black and White Mountain?

Master Wu was also astonished, his purple eyes widening. He said, “There was no threshold, and you mastered it directly? Moreover, you figured it out on your own based on a general idea.”

Subsequently, Tang Jin personally transmitted the specific incantation to him, allowing him to refine and perfect the new method—planting immortal lotuses in the light of heaven.

Qin Ming immediately manifested, all his consciousness and spiritual light condensing within the light of his flesh and blood, manifesting a lotus flower, which then merged with the light of heaven, capable of unleashing an astonishing beam of light.

Unintentionally, he mastered a killer move!

“This…” Tang Jin regretted it a little. Such a genius should have been brought to her teacher back then. He was born to be a master of the new law.

Then, she frowned and asked, “Why does your Heavenly Light Immortal Lotus have an extra mysterious radiance, and its power is greater than it should be?”

“I also incorporated divine wisdom into it,” Qin Ming told him.

“Can one cultivate three paths simultaneously?!” Even Master Wu was shocked. He had heard of those who advanced in two paths at the same time, but this was the first time he had encountered such a formidable person who was strong in all fields.

Qin Ming shook his head and said, “Sigh, I have no choice but to take the path of new students. I’ve been ‘kidnapped’.”

Even so, everyone present was stunned, and they were bound simply because his Heavenly Light Force was too domineering.

It took them a long time to come to their senses.

During the meal, Tang Jin remained restrained and did not ask any further questions about the Demon Seed Demon One.

Qin Ming was quite generous, sketching out Yao Yi’s appearance and showing it to them.

The purple-eyed crow said, “The outside world is going crazy now. He crushed Cao Qianqiu in the same field. The material from the secret realm has been sent to the desks of various sects. He is regarded as the next generation of demon god and will be targeted and studied by people from all walks of life.”

“People are afraid of becoming famous, just as pigs are afraid of getting fat. Becoming famous at a young age is not a good thing,” Xiao Wu said. If the demonic seed really exists, it will be difficult to survive.

The others nodded in agreement. Without the protection of the patriarch, how could the young demon seed possibly grow up? It would inevitably perish.

The atmosphere then became relaxed.

…

“We should go too!”

From Shanhe Academy, one after another, enormous spaceships set sail and flew into the night sky.

“Aren’t we in the lead? Why are we retreating?” someone asked, puzzled.

“The university’s leadership has its reasons for making this decision,” some people said with grave expressions.

Qin Ming and Xiao Wu were on the same spaceship, their destination being the neighboring dynasty—Da Yu.

After boarding the spaceship, Qin Minghua bought several escape parachutes at a high price and split them equally with Xiao Wu.

“Brother, is it really necessary to be like this?” Wu Yaozu’s eyes were strange. He hadn’t expected that Brother Ming was so afraid of death and had a severe fear of heights.

“Do you remember how we met? I fell from the sky!” Qin Ming sighed, still traumatized by the experience, having fallen from the sky more than once.

Then he laughed and said, “Didn’t you say you couldn’t find your way back? Don’t worry at all. If all else fails, take a spaceship to that area, and you can jump home in no time.”

“You know what, it really is a good idea!” Xiao Wu nodded.

On that day, a large number of spaceships set sail, heading towards the three great dynasties: Yu, Gan, and Rui.

Because Kunling is located between them, and due to the existence of many dangerous places, none of them dare to occupy this area.

Xiao Wu looked back and said, “I have a feeling this is a one-way trip. Sigh, I just got familiar with this place, and now I’m leaving again in a hurry.”

The night fog was thick as the spaceship traversed the sky. Qin Ming and Xiao Wu entered the territory of Dayu that same day. This time, they did not pick “Tianhua” or other items along the way, and their speed was relatively fast.

…

Under the thick, inky darkness, Shuangshu Village was peaceful, with nothing unusual happening.

However, in the night sky, black mist surged, and Cao Qianqiu had been missing for a long time. An indescribable aura permeated the air, startling some of the night birds.

Occasionally, a more intelligent bird of prey will pass by, its feathers will ruffle, and it will instantly change its flight path, not daring to approach this area.

Some dull-witted birds, oblivious to the danger, will fall silently if they stumble into this area.

On this day, the villagers did find some dead birds, which served as an extra meal.

In fact, this is only the area that people can see. In the unseen places, it is extremely terrifying and horrifying, because Cao Qianqiu is climbing out of the black fog.

He felt as if he were in an invisible tunnel.

Although he was a pure yang spirit, he looked no different from his true form, covered in blood, which meant that his pure yang spiritual essence was being lost.

This was his second time here, and he’d run into a brick wall again.

Moreover, he withdrew even faster this time!

Perhaps no one could have imagined that Cao Qianqiu’s face was now pale, and when he looked back, his face twitched, showing considerable fear and unease.

Something appeared behind him, moving slowly, but seemingly chasing him.

Long, glossy black hair, stained with blood, was wrapped around his hands. It clearly didn’t belong to him; it had stuck to him while he was crawling through the invisible tunnel in the night fog.

He was originally a pure Yang spirit, whose palms could emit beams of light like the sun. But now, his face was gloomy, his brows were furrowed, and as he moved through the tunnel, his five fingers were corroded and emitted white smoke, as if they were being burned.

He heard a commotion behind him, and his expression changed drastically. The moment he turned around, his pupils contracted, and he rushed forward.

At this moment, his face turned slightly pale, an expression that was never seen on him under normal circumstances. He had clearly suffered a great loss here today!

Finally, Cao Qianqiu climbed out of the tunnel, broke through the night fog, and arrived in mid-air. He was actually staggering because he was seriously injured.

It was as if he had kicked a metal plate; the toes of his pure yang spirit body were broken and covered in blood.

In addition, a rusty spear was stuck in his body, making him unsteady on his feet. Instead of pulling it out immediately, he chose to charge into the distance.

“Old immortal, it really can fly!” Below, by the fire spring in Shuangshu Village, Old Liu exclaimed in surprise.

At this moment, Cao Qianqiu gave him a deep look, without stopping or attacking anyone, and flew away into the night sky like a strange bird.

He didn’t unleash the crimson sun; his body only glowed faintly. He was much more low-key than when he arrived, and he seemed to be in a hurry, as if he were on the run!

“Old Immortal, it looks like he’s bleeding. Why does he look like a blood-red kite?” Old Liu looked out from behind.

“Uncle Liu, look! The fire spring is getting brighter again,” said village chief Xu Yueping.

The fiery spring gushed forth, flowing into the scorched fields outside the village, nourishing all the crops, turning them a vibrant red.

Old Liu said, “Last time, it was also because of his arrival that our fire spring became more active. If this continues, it will soon become a level two fire spring.”

“That really is a deity! I never thought I would see someone who can fly in my lifetime!” Xu Yueping exclaimed, looking in awe in the direction Old Cao had left.

“But… the gods bled!” Yang Yongqing said in a trembling voice, his face filled with fear. Looking at the night sky, he realized that the blood-stained kite incident that Old Liu had told him years ago was true.

…

Cao Qianqiu flew away, but he always felt that something was chasing him from behind. However, he could not see or touch it. It was not until he had gone three thousand miles away that the tremor and unease in his heart gradually disappeared.

At this moment, his face darkened. Today’s injury was even worse than the last one. He had really broken his foot. If word got out, those old guys from different walks would definitely laugh themselves to death!

“Ah, Senior Cao!” someone exclaimed.

In fact, Cao Qianqiu had already sensed that someone was in the distance.

His expression was indifferent. He pointed out with one finger, and with a loud bang, a beam of blood-red light shot out. Instantly, a pure yang consciousness burst forth.

Clearly, he was also a master, capable of traveling with his spiritual energy, and definitely a person of importance, yet he was instantly killed by him.

His expression was indifferent; he was injured and didn’t want anyone to know.

Soon, he began to heal his injuries. There was a strange energy entanglement in his body that annoyed him and he couldn’t get rid of it for the time being, but outwardly he seemed to have recovered.

It was at this moment that he pulled out the rusty spear, held it in his hand, and only then did a smile gradually appear on his face.

The value of this spear is immeasurable!

However, when he thought of that place, his face turned ugly. All his experiences made him angry and frustrated, and he wished he could go back immediately and fight again.

Cao Qianqiu composed himself, becoming indifferent and hardened once more. His sleeves were no longer tattered, and pure yang light emanated from his body.

When he set off again, he was like a blazing, blood-red sun shining down on everything, heading straight for Kunling City, 20,000 miles away.

“Hiss! Cao Qianqiu has reappeared! He’s back from Black and White Mountain, and this time he’s making a big show of it. Has he taken his revenge?!”

Along the way, when he passed through some cities, he made no attempt to conceal himself and flew away into the distance, shaking the vast night sky. The thick night fog churned violently and was burned away.

For a moment, the blood-red sun hung high, illuminating the road.

However, as he passed through a desert, his pure Yang consciousness suddenly went out, and Old Cao plummeted down, crashing to the ground.

With a loud thud, a huge crater appeared.

Cao Qianqiu was instantly enraged. How could he fall from the sky? This should never have happened to a pure Yang spirit.

“Is it because of the desert? Even so, it shouldn’t be this bad!” He plunged his rusty spear into the ground.

However, in the end, he staggered out of the desert, his face ashen, with countless bizarre scenes appearing in his mind and spirit, eroding his mind.

He didn’t escape this state until he ran over a thousand miles on the ground.

Cao Qianqiu set off again, once again using his spiritual light to illuminate the night sky.

After flying over a thousand miles again, he suddenly plummeted into a pitch-black abyss, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, with a chill that cut to the bone.

Even he was somewhat wary of this place.

In the end, a piece of his pure yang flesh was torn away by a withered, illusory claw.

“What happened? Cao Qianqiu was traveling, and his pure Yang consciousness aura ‘extinguished’ several times along the way, disappearing inexplicably. Is something wrong?”

Along the way, countless people were paying attention to him. After gathering the information, people were surprised to find that Lao Cao had once “fallen into the air” and almost had an accident in some special areas.

Cao Qianqiu was furious. It was as if he was cursed with bad luck. He fell into the air five times in a row, and each time it was more serious than the last. He encountered something inexplicable and his life was threatened.

When he was very young, his master once said that when traveling in the Night Fog World, no matter how high your cultivation level is, even if your skill is extraordinary, you must not be high-profile, otherwise something bad will definitely happen.

Cao Qianqiu always kept his master’s teachings in mind. However, after he reached the summit, he felt that nothing could threaten him anymore. As long as he did not venture into special places or enter the depths of the Night Fog World, he could traverse the land under the endless night.

However, today he was repeatedly taught a lesson, which reminded him once again of his master.

The old man who pioneered the road back then eventually passed away in the night fog, his death shrouded in mystery.

Cao Qianqiu remained unconvinced and set off again. Ahead lay a vast expanse of night fog. What was once an ordinary place now filled him with dread.

In the night fog, an old wooden house stood quietly and lifelessly, lying there. He fell into the air and was inexplicably enveloped by the strange fog, which dragged him into the house.

“This is outrageous!”

Cao Qianqiu was furious. He had experienced more falls from the sky in one day than in his entire previous life, and he was constantly finding himself in inexplicable dangers.

Inside the old wooden house, there was a great commotion. Finally, Cao Qianqiu used a rusty spear to tear open the doors and windows and rushed out, his pure Yang blood flowing out continuously.

This time, he was seriously injured.

“Senior Cao seems to have fallen again, experiencing an inexplicable dangerous event.”

Along the way, some people said with awe.

Because Cao Qianqiu was traveling in a high-profile manner, every time the crimson sun extinguished, it meant something had happened, and people could see him from afar, and even sense the fluctuations of his angry consciousness.

“It’s normal that the nature of the world in the night fog cannot be fully understood; it would be abnormal if people could understand it,” an elder once said.

Some even bluntly stated, “Even masters of the highest level must keep a low profile when traveling, or they will run into trouble!”

When Cao Qianqiu fell from the sky for the eighth time, his face turned pale, because this time he landed in a dense forest, a place he knew.

His master mysteriously passed away in the night fog, leaving no trace of his body. Afterwards, he erected many cenotaphs in various places, and this is one of them.

The old graves were all submerged in weeds, some even collapsed and level with the ground, but he still recognized them at a glance that he had fallen in the original location of the ancient graves.

This time, Cao Qianqiu did not sense any danger, but he was even more wary, as if some unknown force was entangled with him.

Could it be that he hasn’t escaped the influence of Black and White Mountain yet? But he’s already traveled 15,000 li!

The tenth time, while traveling through the night sky, he was inexplicably struck by a meteorite enveloped in celestial light. It hit him, and any other expert would have been blown apart.

After all, such a huge meteorite combined with the light from beyond the earth is enough to carve through the earth and cause a large area to sink.

However, Lao Cao withstood it. After his pure Yang spirit body shattered, it quickly reformed. He was furious and horrified, and everything was out of his control.

He wondered if this misfortune would haunt him forever.

Cao Qianqiu is arrogant and stubborn. When his temper flares up, he remains unchanged and sets off on his journey in a high-profile manner once again.

When he passed through a legendary underworld, trouble struck again. It was said that a god-like creature had died there and turned into cold, dark earth.

Cao Qianqiu was torn apart by an inexplicable force and dragged underground.

He fought here for most of the day before he could see the world of night mist again. By then, he was covered in wounds and his pure Yang consciousness had dimmed.

After Lao Cao fell thirteen times in a row, he finally stopped. He no longer traveled in a blazing sun-like manner, but instead flew discreetly towards the Kunlun Mountains.

For the last few thousand miles, Cao Qianqiu encountered no further accidents. The journey was smooth and peaceful. He remained silent, wondering if he had been taught a lesson by the Night Fog World earlier.

Or perhaps he was affected by the Black and White Mountain area and only gradually recovered after escaping 18,000 miles away?

Cao Qianqiu arrived in Kunling City in a low-key manner, which sparked heated discussions.

“Did something happen to you on the road?” Sun Taichu asked solemnly after arriving in person upon hearing the news.

“I almost died!” Cao Qianqiu said in a deep voice. He was extremely dissatisfied. The journey had been too arduous. He was just trying to travel, but he kept getting into trouble.

Sun Taichu said, “The Night Fog World is vast and boundless, with too many unknowns and mysteries. There are some things that even we can’t see clearly. Don’t be overly superstitious about the power we have now!”

…

Dayu, Qionghua City, is incredibly prosperous, with bustling streets filled with cars and people.

“Boss, your business is booming! The food is so unique!” Xiao Wu exclaimed, stopping at a stall that had everything from rock candy spirit fruit to bear paws. He called out, “Give me a skewer of rock candy turtle.”

“This is marinated in honey, it’s called turtle honey!” the shopkeeper corrected.

A moment later, Qin Ming and Xiao Wu each munched on a skewer of rock candy turtle and began to familiarize themselves with the city, since they might be staying here for a while.

Two days later, a piece of news arrived like a bombshell, shattering the tranquility of Qionghua City and stirring up a monstrous wave throughout the entire foggy world.

The masters of all paths made their move in the Kunlun region, attacking the plateau and causing the earth to sink. Even the Third Forbidden Land was suspected of being flattened.

However, there was no follow-up after that.

The entire Kunling area seemed to be plunged into utter silence, with the heavy darkness of night covering the entire region.

On that day, many experts went in to explore, and there seemed to be bloodstains appearing, but they all perished.

The Kunling area was completely quiet and silent, while the entire foggy world was in an uproar!