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Chapter 298 - 295: Infant God Scared?!

Chapter 298: Chapter 295: Infant God Scared?!

Normally, the Beast Hidden Group was managed by Min Xin, and only in the case of an emergency or if something unexpected happened to him would Jiang Mingda resort to backup measures for taking over.

This time, the ones contacting Min Xin were these backup measures. As for the people behind the contact, Min Xin and Jiang Mingda had no clue whatsoever.

While explaining, Min Xin carefully sneaked a glance at Wang Zijia and added, "Moreover, not just us, even if the Ghost Spirit Hall Master was not involved, the others would not have much of a clue about us."

" Like Senior Brother Jiang Mingda, although he now possesses the Beast Hidden Group’s disciple roster, his understanding of each member is extremely limited."

On hearing this, Wang Zijia remained silent for a while. After a moment, he asked, "Has Ghost Spirit contacted you this year, especially in the past six months?"

"No!" Minxin shook his head immediately and added with confusion, "Including half a month ago, after the disciples of Qinglian World returned to the Lower Realm, no one has contacted me, which is quite strange."

Wang Zijia’s eyes flickered as he instantly recalled the situation when the Disciple Recruitment Team was blocked by two Perfected Realm Devil Cultivators.

Based on the circumstances before that incident, and Yan Qimeng’s brief revelations afterward, it wasn’t just their team that was blocked by Perfected Realm Devil Cultivators, but those that ranked in the top ten of the big competition received special attention, with many in the top hundred also facing similar circumstances.

As a result, many Perfected Realm Devil Cultivators were killed.

Combining this with the sudden activation of the backup emergency contact method, Wang Zijia had reason to guess that Ghost Spirit had fallen, and the current Vice Hall Master was re-establishing the team according to a list of names.

"Where is the meeting place?" Amid his thoughts, Wang Zijia asked this.

"Tonight at 2:30 AM, in the Little North Valley of the woods on the outskirts of our Beast Control Sect," Min Xin replied without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia flipped his hand and threw an Illusory Talisman Summon into Min Xin’s body, saying, "Alright, just go to the meeting."

Min Xin’s body stiffened a bit. He hesitated and said, "Senior Brother, usually, for the first meeting, the other party would be extremely cautious."

Wang Zijia gave Min Xin a casual glance, implicitly understanding what he meant, and said, "Just go. As long as you’re not followed by Elder Infant God, no one else can detect any abnormal traces on you."

Min Xin’s heart shivered as he respectfully replied, "I understand!"

Wang Zijia nodded, about to turn around and disappear. But just as he took his first step, he suddenly turned back and said, "By the way, you can choose a codename for yourself. For future tasks regarding the Sect, use your codename. I’m ’Demonic Child’!"

Upon hearing this, Min Xin thought for a while before saying, "Then, I’ll be ’Black Tiger’!"

"As you wish!" Leaving these words behind, Wang Zijia’s figure disappeared into thin air.

"Whew!" Min Xin waited for a long while before letting out a deep breath.

Every time he met Wang Zijia, he felt a fearful apprehension, far more nervous than meeting a Perfected individual.

"Meow!" The Black Panther, which had transformed into the size of a small cat, let out a sound at his feet and gently rubbed against his legs.

Feeling slightly at ease, Min Xin crouched down and petted the Black Panther, lost in his thoughts.

Time unknowingly passed. Their meeting was scheduled for 11 PM (second round of the night watches or vigils), but Min Xin waited until 2 AM, the beginning of the fourth round of night watches, before he quietly stood up.

The Black Panther at his side swiftly grew larger, turning into the size of a black horse.

Min Xin mounted the panther and with a fluctuation of his mana, man and beast vanished into the shadows, rapidly heading towards the woods tens of miles outskirts of the Beast Control Sect.

A moment later, they arrived at the Little North Valley on the northern outskirts of the Beast Control Sect.

It was the beginning of the fourth round of night watches, 2 a.m., when everything was quietest.

As a lot of low-grade spiritual beasts were raised in the woods around the Beast Control Sect, insect noises were rarely heard throughout the suburbs.

"Rustle..."

The night wind blew gently, causing the leaves to sway slightly and produce a slight frictional sound. In the silent night, it seemed extremely loud.

Min Xin first sensed the entrance of the valley. Finding nothing unusual, he carefully and vigilantly stepped into the valley.

The so-called Little North Valley was a small canyon between two 200-meter high hillocks with a shallow stream less than a meter wide flowing through it.

Along the stream, Min Xin reached the deepest part of the concave valley, where a small pond occupied an area of a few dozen square meters.

Min Xin stood by the pond and silently waited.

Time unknowingly passed. A quarter of an hour quietly went by, and it was a half-past two.

"Gurgle!"

As Min Xin was getting impatient, the pond in front of him suddenly began to churn, and a transparent figure made entirely of water began to take form.

She was around one and a half meters tall, had vague facial features, and a roughly discernible female figure.

"Water Ghost?" Looking at the female cultivator in front of him, Min Xin tentatively asked.

Water Ghost was the codename of the person who contacted Min Xin.

The Water Ghost, wholly composed of clear pond water, didn’t answer Min Xin’s question but instead asked, "Why did Undying Bone Jiang Mingda run off to the Law Enforcement Team?"

Her voice was clear but frosty.

The question made Min Xin falter a bit.

If they had emergency contact methods and knew the true identity behind the Undying Bone codename, this couldn’t possibly be some sudden emergency task. Instead, this was activating the emergency succession measures.

"Something happened to the Ghost Spirit Hall Master?" Min Xin made a non-responsive inquiry.

"Humph!" The Water Ghost female cultivator snorted coldly, looking at Min Xin and said, "Ghost Spirit has been too lenient towards you. You’ve forgotten your manners. Do you need me to remind you of them?"

"The Beast Hidden Group belongs only to the direct jurisdiction of the Ghost Spirit Hall Master. That is the rule of the Dark Hall." Min Xin did not flinch either and responded strongly.

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Thirty miles away from Little North Valley, on the edge of the North suburban woods, Wang Zijia, who was standing on a tree top and lost in thought, suddenly opened his eyes. He seemed somewhat surprised and said,

"Not in the Perfected Realm? Not even at the peak of a Sacrificial Wine Monk? Is this Deputy Hall Master of Ghost Spirit Dark Hall this incompetent? No, I need to take another look, just to be sure."

While speaking, Wang Zijia continued to move rapidly without any interruptions.

He did not head towards Little North Valley but instead began to scout it with haste.

If the opponent was indeed a sacrificial wine monk, their true body was undoubtedly somewhere in this forest. Wang Zijia knew this all too well.

After all, he had spent his child stage stealthily lurking around just like this.

It was only after becoming a Sacrificial Wine Monk and having the Dao Fruit Balance Scale combined with the Summoning Charm that he was able to free himself from the distance constraint and no longer had to stealthily hide somewhere.

He was a professional in this kind of operation!

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Inside Little North Valley, two of them were conversing.

Because Min Xin was backed by a sect, and also because he suspected that the person in front of him was not a monk from the Perfected Realm, he was quite resolute and vigilant.

He did not show any difference in rank but rather gave off the vibe of being strangers at the same level who were suddenly assigned a task together.

"You sure are wary!" The Water Ghost female cultivator saw that Min Xin was stubborn and nonreceptive. Her eyes cooled slightly, and a strange order symbol emerged as the water in her hand condensed.

"That’s... the Bone Soul Order? Is the Ghost Spirit Hall Master dead?!" Min Xin exclaimed in shock.

"In future, all of Ghost Spirit Hall will be... damn, who is that?" Before the Water Ghost female cultivator could finish, her expression drastically changed. Extremely enraged and shocked, her body immediately began to disperse.

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Twenty miles downstream from a stream in Little North Valley, there was a small pond, or should it be called a water hole?

A pond about thirty square meters in width was formed where the stream gathered for a moment before continuing to flow downstream.

When the Water Ghost female cultivator in Little North Valley took out the order symbol, Wang Zijia, who was surveying the entire area, lit up his eyes, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and revealed a hint of smile.

"Found you. Actually using the stream to pass objects, isn’t this equivalent to direct contact? With such weak water evasion skills, you are really not cautious and professional enough to engage in espionage!"

While speaking, Wang Zijia was oblivious to the fact that before he developed the summoning strategy, he seemed to be not much better than the person he was judging.

In a few flashes, Wang Zijia was near the pond.

After a moment’s thought, he changed his appearance again. The Blood Jade Book even activated the camouflage mode, imitating the momentum previously displayed by Yue Changqing.

The Five Ghosts Talisman around him shot out and exploded in the sky, transforming into a thick ghost fog, covering a radius of several miles.

Still feeling uncertain, Wang Zijia tossed out several Second Grade Array Flags. The Array Flags turned into streams of light and sank into the surrounding forest. Similarly, a confusing white fog enveloped the surroundings.

This great upheaval immediately shocked the ’Water Ghost’ hiding at the bottom of the pond. A streak of spiritual light flashed, and a stream of light swiftly shot downstream along the stream, attempting to escape far away.

"Stop!"

But just as it attempted to flee, it collided with the edge of the Ghost Fog. It abruptly turned back as if it had hit a wall and escaped upstream along the waterflow.

After rushing back a dozen meters, it finally came to its senses and shot out from the stream.

"Who’s there!"

With some anger and strong spiritual light emanating from her entire body, she yelled out and stood on the bank of the stream, cautiously looking around.

"Step, step!"

A crisp sound of walking in the air followed. The Water Ghost female cultivator quickly turned her head and looked towards the south.

A figure was leisurely walking in the air, stepping on the tree tips as if taking a stroll in the courtyard. An elderly face was full of composure, even showing a faint smile.

"Little girl, didn’t your elders teach you that it’s better not to participate in espionage personally?"

With the elder’s advance, a golden one-horned Flood Dragon, over ten meters long, rose from behind him.

Coiling around the elder, it raised its upper body to face the sky. The large golden dragon head was raised high. The golden vertical pupils had immense dragon’s aura, devoid of any emotion, they were staring blankly at the female cultivator standing on the bank of the stream.

"Step, step!"

At this moment, the unfamiliar elderly Taoist was leisurely walking in mid-air, stepping on the tree tips, advancing towards the enemy without haste. The ghost-like illusory dragon was winding around his body, following his slow movements.

Before him, a blood-red jade album was floating slightly, emitting a terrifying momentum which rendered the aura of the elder extremely powerful!

"Elder Infant God?!" The Water Ghost female cultivator’s pupils contracted violently, and she exclaimed in extreme horror: "Damn, I knew this wasn’t over!"