Blind Spot
Chapter 439 - 400 test two

Chapter 439: 400 test two

"We’re leaving the day after tomorrow, have you packed everything?" Wang Yiheng asked.

Li Chengyi stepped forward to open the door and saw Wang Yiheng holding a gray cloth bag in her hand.

"All packed. After I make it in the county, I’ll buy a house and bring you all over. Then, I’ll find you a good family to marry into in the city," he joked.

"I’m also going to apply for the Divine Martial Bureau, so cut the marrying off stuff!" Wang Yiheng rolled her eyes. "I came to remind you to be careful on the way. Dad was still packing just now, and suddenly we received a report that Hu Yanshan, the good man from the Hu Family in town, went missing."

"The second master from the Hu Family? Is it Thunderclap Hand Hu Yuntai?" Li Chengyi frowned.

"Exactly. He’s a top expert in town, almost on par with Dad. Suddenly, he’s just inexplicably gone..." Wang Yiheng expressed her concern.

"Maybe he went out... outside the city..."

"No... It was inside the city. The city gate guards haven’t seen Hu Yuntai leave the city at all," Wang Yiheng said, lifting the cloth bag in her hand and handing it to Li Chengyi.

"This is a protective charm I made for you. Wear it. It might help you at a critical moment..."

"Thank you..." Li Chengyi took the bag.

After his second sister left, he felt a vague sense of unease.

A martial artist went missing inside the city, and it was someone on par with Wang Yifeng...

After pondering for a moment, he opened the bag and saw a square protective charm painstakingly sewn together with red thread. He put it on his wrist.

’I hope everything goes smoothly when we set out...’

Compared to ordinary people, his senses were far superior, and he could vaguely detect a dangerous aura lingering around the town.

Standing by the window and watching Wang Yiheng, who had started practicing hard again in the garden, he fell into deep thought.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Wang Yifeng had asked for leave from the Town Guard and was personally escorting his third son, Wang Yi Chen, with a recommendation letter to Cangshi County to register for the Divine Martial Bureau.

Early in the morning, Wang Lin’s Clan got up and cooked eggs and green vegetable noodles for the two, then sent off their packed luggage along with clothing and silver coins.

"Don’t worry, it’s just a half-hour walk, I’ll be back soon," Wang Yifeng said with a smile.

"After all, it’s outside the city, danger is everywhere... you must not leave the official road..." Wang Lin’s Clan urged, her face showing a hint of worry.

"Both A’Chen and I are skilled. Rest assured, rest assured, nothing will happen." It wasn’t Wang Yifeng’s first or second time going to the county. Wild beasts or bandits on the road couldn’t get the better of him.

Moreover, the Blood Body monsters were regularly cleared out by the Town General, so they couldn’t possibly get close.

As long as one doesn’t leave the official road, there’s actually no danger.

Li Chengyi, in his new white short clothes on the side, wore leg and hand guards wound with silk thread to tighten his sleeves and trouser legs, preventing them from adding resistance while running.

"Relax, I’ll look after Head Constable Wang," he teased with a smile.

"Bullshit, do I need your protection?" Wang Yifeng retorted, dissatisfied.

"You can’t beat me now. If it’s not me protecting you, then who is it? You?" Li Chengyi said, chuckling.

"That was just because I didn’t want you to cry from losing, so I let you win a few times. Your old man here still has a few secret moves up his sleeve! Once I use them, it will only take a few moves to knock you flat!" Wang Yifeng refused to be outdone.

In front of his daughter and wife, being suppressed by his son, he couldn’t hang onto his pride.

Wang Yiheng and Wang Lin’s Clan both laughed.

The family finished packing and escorted the two all the way to the city gate.

"I’ll bring you gifts when I come back!" Wang Yifeng waved his hand and walked ahead, shouting loudly.

"Make sure you get in!" Wang Yiheng shouted to Li Chengyi.

Li Chengyi nodded, stepped forward to hug her and Wang Lin’s Clan, then shouldered his luggage and hurried to catch up with Wang Yifeng.

"Go back. You can also come to the county to see me when you have time."

Their figures blended into the departing cart, quickly disappearing from sight.

Wang Yiheng felt a tinge in her nose and turned to comfort her mother quietly, holding her hand.

Unnoticed by either of them, a young woman in a gray robe with a jade hairpin on her head, watching Li Chengyi and the others leave, silently turned and hurried in the direction of the Town General’s Mansion.

By the side of a small lake, Town General Song Judao was half-reclining lazily in a small boat, fishing rod in hand, seemingly fishing.

"Father, the two from the Wang Family have left," said the young female of Huizhou style who had appeared on the small boat behind him, bowing her head to report.

"Same as always, cripple and lock them up in the usual place, wait for me to come and feed when I need to," Song Judao said languidly.

"Understood." The gray-robed woman replied.

"After this job is done, you go deal with the Guo Family. I’ll take care of the Town Guard later. Clean them up, and then we’ll leave together," Song Judao instructed.

"Yes, Father." The gray-robed woman replied respectfully. She was Song He, Song Judao’s adopted daughter, who had long ago been infected and entered the red-eyed phase, only one step away from the Blood Body status.

Dealing with two ordinary martial artists who needed to be ganged up on even during the Latent Phase was naturally easy for her.

Before long, a figure flitted out from the back gate of the Town General’s Mansion and disappeared instantly near the city gate.

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Across the vast Black Soil Plains, the morning sun slowly rose above the horizon.

Wang Yifeng and Li Chengyi advanced along the official road towards Cangshi County, one after the other.

Both were cultivators of True Qi, with enduring energy channels, and they traveled at an incredibly fast pace, maintaining a speed of several tens of meters per second.

To ordinary people, they were nothing more than two fleeting shadows, whisking past in the blink of an eye.

About fifteen minutes later, they stopped by the side of the road to take a short break. Continuously running flat out for fifteen minutes was quite a burden for Wang Yifeng, especially given his age and numerous hidden injuries.

The two simply stopped by the road to drink some water and loosen up their muscles.

The vast Black Soil Plains were barren except for dead trees and crows. To cultivate fields here, one would need Fertile Soil Medicine issued by the Imperial Court; otherwise, any plant would wither quickly in the black soil tainted with blood poison.

"Once you get to the county, remember to foster good relations with the officials... give gifts where necessary, and don’t worry about not having enough money..." Wang Yifeng nagged, always worried that Li Chengyi, alone, wouldn’t know how to navigate social interactions and would suffer for it.

Li Chengyi listened attentively, and for a moment, he was reminded of his old father from his previous life.

Back then, when he was leaving for college, it was just like this moment...

Alas... he was not the original Wang Yichen after all. He came here with the sole purpose of searching for materials.

In order to ascend to a higher position as quickly as possible, it was destined that he couldn’t follow the same path as his predecessor, who earned his way up the ranks honestly and earnestly.

After all, in this world, how could a common newcomer just starting out have so many accomplishments to his name?

So, he made up his mind to snatch any available merits, and if there were none, he would create them in order to rise.

Increasing his status and martial arts skills as fast as possible was the correct path to finding the Heart of Illusionary Colored Dragon. And if he were to take care of the officials above...

Listening to Wang Yifeng’s incessant chatter, Li Chengyi suddenly had a flash of insight.

"Father, rest for a while; I need to relieve myself nearby and will be back soon," he cautioned as he rose to his feet.

Wang Yifeng nodded in agreement. "Alright, just don’t go too far—it’s dangerous to stray around here." Confident in his third son’s abilities, even more than in his own, he wasn’t worried about him encountering any danger.

Li Chengyi nodded and stood up.

He planned to take this opportunity to bring Liu Mingyang over and head to the county town together.

As a bonus, there was some silver and gold he had hidden in Jingwei Village that he would naturally need to bring with him to the county town.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the spot and sprinted off into the distance.

Wang Yifeng sat by the roadside, unconcerned, taking another sip from his water bottle as he waited quietly.

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On the Black Soil Plains behind them, a figure of a gray-robed woman with blood-red eyes suddenly stopped her frantic rush and carefully sniffed the air.

"They’ve split up?"

After a moment of thought, she headed in Li Chengyi’s direction, reasoning that while Wang Yifeng would ultimately return to town, Wang Yichen would not come back once he went to the county. Therefore, catching Wang Yichen was the priority.

She sharply changed direction and chased after the way Li Chengyi had left.

Moving at full speed, she silently broke the sound barrier twice over, quickly detecting activity up ahead.

On the black earth lay a tattered, blood-holed corpse of an old man.

The man’s eyes were reddish but not blood-red, indicating he had been killed during the Latent Phase.

She frowned slightly but didn’t think too much of it; such infected individuals were common in the wild.

Those infected could survive by eating the black soil as they wandered the wilderness daily. It was normal for a few to die.

Without further ado, she continued following the scent.

After running a few kilometers, another group of corpses appeared ahead.

They were around ten ragged bandits, looking rather pitiable.

Seeing two bandit leaders with reddish eyes, evidently in the Latent Phase, Song He felt a chill.

"..." This situation was different from what she had expected.

She noticed that their pockets had been emptied, the coin purses thoroughly scavenged and turned inside out.

Taking a deep breath, Song He pressed forward.

Bang!

This time, she came to an abrupt stop, seemingly having caught up with the scene of action.

Three bodies lay around, their blood slowly seeping into the black soil beneath. Their eyes were blood-red, dying with a lasting gaze of terror.

A burly, muscular man with blood-red eyes and skin peeling off, dripping with copious amounts of toxic blood, lay hunched over in fear and trepidation, staring at a man in white as if in fear and horror.

The burly man’s hands were limp, his bones or tendons seemingly cut through. A large hole in one of his legs appeared to be pinned to the ground by something invisible, rendering him immobile.

"What is this...!?" Song He’s heart jolted as she recognized the burly man as a Blood Body, an infected like her!

Even an advanced Blood Body had been...

She quickly turned to look at the man in white.

"Are you finally aware of fear?" The man stood tall and straight, hands behind his back, his voice resonant.

"Only through knowing fear can one survive in this world for a longer time... They were ignorant, so I killed them."

He turned around, revealing a face that sent shockwaves through Song He’s soul.

Wang Yichen!!

Could it be that the man she had been chasing all this way, intent on attacking, was Wang Yichen!!?

The third son of the Wang Family!?

What on earth was going on with this guy!?

"The weak, out of fear, submit, and through submission, they scrape by in life... This is the way of a mayfly,"

Li Chengyi was pleased.

Killing so many infected had finally provided him with good material to feed his Evil Thoughts.

With this, his three Divine Flower Positions could continue to evolve.

Especially the Purple Magnolia; its final fifth form was the ultimate form of the Purple Magnolia.

Ultimate forms usually grant a second Flower Language Technique.

He was looking forward to it.

He slightly turned, his pale golden dragon eyes with vertical pupils falling upon Song He who stood aside.

Shh!

A shock like an electric jolt of terror paralyzed her, coursing instantly through Song He’s entire body.

Danger!!!