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Chapter 352 - 351: Seduction, Death, Mourning

Chapter 352: Chapter 351: Seduction, Death, Mourning

"Thump."

Lang Qianxing, penetrated by the Sword Qi, became shrouded in a thin layer of ice. His spear slipped from his hand as he knelt to the ground.

Retracting the Power of Faith to return to his feline form, Lu Zixun sighed softly.

This was the utmost respect he could offer to Lang Qianxing.

After all, those words from him had once changed his mind.

Feeling his heart gradually freezing and his life force weakening, Lang Qianxing looked up at Lu Zixun: "Was I really... wrong?"

"No, you were not wrong — you just forgot your true heart along the way."

With a faint statement, Lu Zixun looked at Lang Qianxing emotionlessly: "From the moment you brutally attacked the Chang Ge Clan, how were you any different from those clans that oppress the weaker Demon Clan?"

"Heh..."

Lang Qianxing laughed at himself and sighed, tossing an object at Lu Zixun’s feet: "This can detoxify the poison on Tang Qinglan’s body. I hope you can spare my clan... they are innocent."

Seeing the pleading in Lang Qianxing’s eyes, Lu Zixun, after a moment of silence, nodded slightly: "Alright."

With a relieved smile, Lang Qianxing gave Lu Zixun a deep look: "When I called you brother, it was real. My desire to build a strong Demon Clan was real too. I just don’t know... why I ended up like this. It’s really... fate playing tricks."

Lang Qianxing’s body heavily fell to the ground as he murmured: "I can finally rest."

He closed his eyes, and Lang Qianxing died.

Staring at Lang Qianxing’s corpse for a while, Lu Zixun felt a blockage in his heart; he didn’t know why things had suddenly turned out this way.

Transforming back into human form, Lu Zixun raised his hand and encased Lang Qianxing’s corpse in an ice coffin.

He took a packet of cigarettes from the storage talisman, pondered for a moment, then lit one and hung it on his lips.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Taking a deep drag, the smoke made Lu Zixun’s tears come out, filling him with a profound sense of desolation.

Leading the Mian Niu Clan away from the low-level farm, they discovered a corpse of the Insect Clan, penetrated through the heart and deceased.

Sure enough, as Lu Zixun had guessed, the Insect Clan guarding here had already been dealt with by the Lingyang Turtle.

Setting the Insect Clan’s low-level farm on fire, Lu Zixun led the melancholic Mian Niu Clan toward Zone 13.

"Thank you, thank you, master."

"Ding—Detecting a gratitude value +1000 from Geng Lu Yuan."

At this point, the Clan Leader of the Mian Niu Clan, transformed into human, thanked Lu Zixun.

"Uh-huh."

Lu Zixun responded faintly and continued moving forward.

Feeling Lu Zixun’s low mood for chatting, Geng Lu Yuan silently commanded his clan to follow.

Halfway through their journey, if the Lingyang Turtle had killed that King-level Insect Race, then Geng Lu Yuan must have seen it.

Lu Zixun’s gaze landed on Geng Lu Yuan, and he asked, "How did that King-level Insect Race die?"

"Struck in the heart by a Snake Dagger, killed instantly."

In response to Lu Zixun’s inquiry, Geng Lu Yuan answered respectfully.

"Can you tell, the entity that killed that King-level Insect Race, which clan did it belong to?"

Upon hearing "Snake Dagger", Lu Zixun’s eyes deepened by a shade.

"Hmm..."

After contemplating for a moment, Geng Lu Yuan spoke, "I seem to recall from ancient texts that the Snake Dagger could be used by the Snake-Turtle Clan."

"This race, much like a parasite, exists one year as a turtle and one in the guise of a green snake; the turtle is honest and gullible, while the green snake is cunning and suspicious."

Shaking his head, Geng Lu Yuan sighed, "The ancient texts mentioned that this race had long perished, but it seems they still exist."

"Tsck."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zixun’s beard quivered a few times. No wonder the Chang Ge Clan said that the Lingyang Turtle was not a Lingyang Turtle; so that was it.

So, was Lang Qianxing deceived by the Green Snake?

Thinking of this possibility, the gloom in Lu Zixun’s heart dissipated significantly.

Upon arriving at the Demon Clan’s defensive camp, Lu Zixun thought for a moment and decided to bring the ice coffin back.

Lang Qian Yue, who was guarding the camp, saw only Lu Zixun returning with the Mian Niu Group and immediately leaped in front of Lu Zixun with confusion, "Brother Feng, where is my brother?"

After his eyes flickered a few times, Lu Zixun decided to be elusive and sighed, "I’m sorry, we fell for a trap; stationed at the Low-level Farm, there was not only one S-level Insect."

Seeing the ice coffin behind Lu Zixun, Lang Qian Yue’s pupils contracted, and he rushed over.

Seeing Lang Qianxing inside the ice coffin looking at peace, he suddenly let out a mournful howl to the sky.

The howls of the Teeth Wolf Clan resounded within the camp, their sorrowful tones affecting the Demon Clan members present.

Isela, who was sitting idly in her tent, heard the howls and her hands trembled. She spread her wings and flew out.

Realizing that Lang Qianxing no longer had any life force, tears continuously fell from her eyes.

The bereaved Teeth Wolf Clan buried Lang Qianxing in their ancestral lands, and throughout the process, Lu Zixun accompanied them, remaining silent.

With the death of the Clan Leader occurring, Tang Tianyu and others who knew the rules of the Demon Clan also came out of their tents to help.

During the process, however, Tang Tianyu seemed to notice something amiss, his gaze falling on Lu Zixun.

Lifting his eyes, Lu Zixun looked at Tang Tianyu faintly, and silently sighed.

The people of the Teeth Wolf Clan might not see it, but a battle-hardened warrior like Tang Tianyu could instantly tell that Lang Qianxing was not killed by the Insect Clan.

The blood energy of the Insect Clan isn’t that gentle.

Naturally, the vigil for the deceased was a matter for Lang Qian Yue and Lang Qian Yuan, the siblings.

After making Tang Qinglan take the detoxification medicine, Lu Zixun lay alone on a tree branch, sighing from time to time.

At that moment, Tang Tianyu came over with some beer, looked up at Lu Zixun, and asked, "Brother Xun, wanna come down and chat?"

Hearing this, Lu Zixun looked down at Tang Tianyu, jumped down from the branch, shook his head, and said, "Where is that dialect from? Your ’erhua’ pronunciation is quite strong."

"Haha, it works, right?"

After opening two cans of beer and handing one to Lu Zixun, Tang Tianyu slowly stated, "Brother Xun, I can see that you’re not the type to commit fratricide. There must be things I don’t know about, but I won’t ask; let’s just drink today."

After taking a big gulp, Lu Zixun expressed that the beer still tasted good.

After a while, Lu Zixun’s gaze fell on Tang Tianyu, "I have a question for you; why at the Demon Clan’s defensive base is the Teeth Wolf Clan the main fighting force, and what about the other clans?"

"Um..."

Frowning in thought for a while, Tang Tianyu stroked his chin, "I’m not very familiar with this area; I’ll call Ran You over, you can ask her, she knows more about Demon Clan matters than I do."