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Chapter 143: Uninvited Guest, Attack of a Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

There was no need to mention the disguise technique. It had a wide range of applications. The secret technique of concealing one’s figure could be used for both sneak attacks and escape.

Victor was thinking about which person to teach this technique to so that he could directly download it to the max level.

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of his eyes and a voice transmission talisman was transmitted. It was actually from Song Xiuwen.

As expected of the great elder, he quickly transferred the mystic realm sect’s trick to the Qingyun Sect.

Through the voice transmission talisman, Victor learned that Song Xiuwen would be able to bring a group of cultivators to Qingshan Town by tomorrow, accompanied by Song Qianqian and the sect master, Zhang Lingren.

“Master would be coming?”

Victor was slightly surprised. He didn’t expect that the Qingyun Sect would have the ability to fend off the enemies before the reinforcements from the Heavenly Sword Mountain arrived.

It had only been two days and two nights since the beast tide erupted.

Song Xiuwen needed to arrange for the low-level disciples of the seven mystical martial mansions to go to a safe city, stock up resources, belongings and pack up their luggage. In addition to the time they needed to travel, it was considered very fast for them to arrive so early.

“Master’s foundation establishment pill should already be in his hands, but he shouldn’t have had the time to eat it yet. After eating this foundation establishment pill and going into closed-door cultivation for a period of time, the possibility of him breaking through to the foundation establishment realm is extremely high.

“This way, master will also become a cultivator in the foundation establishment realm!”

Thinking of this, Victor swallowed some elixirs and meditated, waiting for tomorrow to come.

However, tonight seemed to be destined to be a restless night.

A few uninvited guests quietly landed outside the camp of Qingshan Town, hiding in the dark night.

“Is this the place?”

A man wearing a black hooded robe asked in a low voice. The hood covered part of his face, revealing only a pair of greedy eyes.

After relentless searching, they finally found him...

There were five other men behind the black-robed man. Their cultivation levels ranged from the spirit gathering realm to the foundation establishment realm.

A few of them had a faint crescent symbol on their sleeves, which indicated their identities. They were from the Bright Moon Sect

“My senses can’t be wrong.”

Among the five men, a short man replied. His voice was slightly hoarse, and his small eyes were fixed on the military camp in the distance, flickering with uncertainty.

The East continent was extremely vast. After coming out of the mystic realm sect, the Bright Moon Sect, the world outside was vast. After the recovery of the world’s spiritual essence, the land of the world had increased by dozens of times as compared to before.

In the vast wilderness of the hundred thousands of mountains, if one wanted to hide, they could find a small tribe among the mountains. If one didn’t have any special search methods, finding a person would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

This group of people pursued Bai Yulan all the way. The short man among them was not very strong, but he was born with a talent for Spirit Guiding techniques.

He could find the owner of a spirit item through the guidance of the spirit item. In his hand was a hairpin that belonged to Bai Yulan.

The survivors of the Bright Moon Sect had let the short man lead the way. They traveled through mountains and rivers and encountered countless beast hordes before finally being caught up to Bai Yulan.

“Hmmph... She’s actually hiding in a mortal town.”

The black-robed man sneered, his tone filled with unconcealable excitement.

“Third uncle, although this little girl’s cultivation is only at the 12th level of the spirit condensation realm, before her death, martial uncle might have left her with some trump card to save her life and escape.

“Moreover, there are so many people in the military camp. When the time comes, we might lose track of her. Why don’t we set up a spirit talisman spell first, then she won’t be able to escape even if she could fly.”

“Cough cough...” a middle-aged man, whose entire body was emitting black fog, coughed while nodding his head.

His face was unnaturally pale. He was obviously injured.

“What should we do with these mortals?” The man who was the third uncle asked casually.

“If we successfully capture Bai Yulan without the secret being leaked, then let them be.

“After all, this was the territory that the 15 East Continent Alliance had allocated to the Heavenly Sword Mountain. Killing so many people would be troublesome.

“However, if the secret was leaked, we could only kill them all. Not a single one of them should be left alive. We could then lure the beast tide over, making it look as if they were attacked by the beast tide.

“During these few days of beast tides, it’s not surprising for a small town to have disappeared.”

The black-robed man’s voice was extremely cold. The lives of thousands of mortals were nothing to the cultivators of the sect.

“Alright, we’ll do as you say.”

As the third uncle spoke, he took out an array disk from his storage ring and began to set up the array. The others began to help. The array they set up was not some profound spirit array, and it could only trap spirit gathering cultivators for a short period of time.

Apart from that, the four-sided trapping array had another function, which was to prevent mortals from escaping and to keep them alive.

As disciples of the Bright Moon Sect, if they massacred wantonly in the territory of the Heavenly Sword Mountain.

The Bright Moon Mystic Realm had been occupied by the people of the Deep-sea Ghost Domain, and the Bright Moon Sect’s name was all that was left. Once the massacre was known, no one would protect them and they would have no way out.

Seeing the array formation being built step by step, the black-robed man took off the bamboo hat on his head, revealing a very twisted face.

He sneered and said to himself, “Uncle-master, you’re too biased. You actually left all the good things to junior sister. In that case, don’t blame me for being heartless.”

At midnight, the bright moon was high up in the sky. Victor was sitting in the military camp meditating. Under the cooperation of all kinds of medicinal pills and middle-grade spirit stones, his recovery had almost completed.

Looking at the time, Victor took out Little Ghost’s jade slip from his storage ring. He had just roughly studied this jade slip, and it was not too difficult to cultivate.

He was about to enter a meditative state and study the contents of the jade slip again.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

Silently getting out of bed, Victor appeared like a stealthy cat at the window of the tent. He pulled open the curtains and looked out.

The blue starry sky and the endless mountains were not the slightest bit strange, but Victor clearly sensed an unusual spiritual fluctuation.

This was... the spiritual energy fluctuation of an array formation!

Victor’s face darkened slightly as he was thinking about how to deal with it.

At this moment, he saw a few figures riding two flying spirit beasts. They flew up from the distant mountain range and slowly flew toward the military camp.

Although they were very far away and the light was dim, Victor could still see a few people clearly at a glance. They were dressed in extraordinary clothes and looked tired and travel-worn. It was obvious that they had traveled a long way.

Two of them were at the tenth level of the spirit gathering realm, and the other two were at the 12th level.

The other middle-aged man who was covered in black fog was an early-stage foundation establishment realm cultivator!

Seeing this, Victor’s expression changed slightly. Judging from the density of the spiritual energy on these people, they were definitely cultivators from a mystic realm sect. There was even a foundation establishment cultivator!

The few of them had just flown away when one of the level 12th?spirit condensation realm cultivator took out a red bead from his storage ring and threw it into the sky.

A loud sound like a clap of thunder sounded. The violent shockwave and turbulence in the air lifted all the nearby tents.