The Blade-Wielding Legend
Chapter 566 - 322 The Rainstorm Begins to Ease_2

Chapter 566: Chapter 322 The Rainstorm Begins to Ease_2

Tan Yun’er clenched her teeth fiercely and said, "Who exactly is this Zhao Changsheng? Could it really be as the world says, that he has protectors even in the Yin Bureau?"

"Who knows?"

Protector Wang shook his head and said, "Only he can resurrect people at will; it’s for this reason that the Ghost Sect has grown so strong. It’s best not to offend them too much..."

As they were speaking, both of them looked up at the same time, their eyes full of vigilance.

"Someone’s coming, grab your weapons!"

At this command, everyone inside the temple quickly drew their weapons.

Soon, footsteps sounded, followed by an old voice, "Gentlemen, please don’t misunderstand, it is I."

"It’s Elder Ge Lai!"

The three brothers from Mei Mountain brightened up and hurried to open the door.

Standing outside was none other than Ge Lai Chong, draped in a black robe, drenched like a drowned rat, with several people following him—these were the experts dispatched from Tusi City.

Protector Wang was about to speak, but suddenly his hair stood on end, and he stared intently at a figure in the crowd, a person wearing a wide black robe with a hood over their head.

"Who are you?"

Although the figure’s face was covered, Protector Wang could feel the chilling, decaying aura emanating from them.

The person slowly lifted their head and raised their hood.

Boom!

Thunder cracked, and a ghastly face appeared before everyone.

"A Zombie!"

Everyone was shocked.

Ge Lai Chong quickly spoke up, "Gentlemen, do not be alarmed. Let me introduce him; this is the Commander of the Ghost Sect in Hubei, Master Huang."

Master Huang?

Protector Wang and Tan Yun’er looked at each other.

Of course, they knew who Master Huang was.

Back when the Ghost Sect was rampant in the Great Song, Master Huang was the nightmare of this region, responsible for the deaths of countless from the Mystical Sect.

It appeared the Ghost Sect really had something up their sleeves!

Though Master Huang was notorious, Protector Wang gritted his teeth and said, "Gentlemen, wasn’t it agreed that we would release the Corpse Immortal to disrupt the court’s supplies? This is not in line with our original deal!"

Master Huang glanced coldly at the group, showing his fanged maw, and snorted, "It’s raining; show some manners."

With that, he entered the temple, bare feet stepping on the ground, the droplets forming frost the moment they hit the floor.

Whoosh~

As he entered the temple, a chill permeated the air, and the wind and mist blew in, causing the candle flames to flicker erratically.

Master Huang threw off his black robe and sat down in the seat of honor, his face stern as he surveyed the room before speaking, "What the Ghost Sect promises, we will do."

"The Four Symbols Formation might have failed, but I know a few Daoists. With their help, disrupting the Yangtze River supply lines will be no issue."

"Also, the matter of resurrecting Heavenly Saint and the High Priest of Tangya Tusi City will be overseen by me."

Protector Wang and Tan Yun’er’s expressions changed when they heard this.

"Is Sect Leader Zhao not coming?"

Even though they didn’t dare offend the monster before them, they couldn’t hide their dissatisfaction.

"Hmph!"

Master Huang said coldly, "Divine State is vast, it’s not just the Southwest. The Sect Leader has more important matters to attend to. From now on, I will take full responsibility for all matters of the Ghost Sect in the Southwest."

With that, he suddenly frowned, his voice deepening, "Ge Lai Chong, take the Eight Trigrams mirror and hang it on the temple gate, blow out the candles, everyone, no talking."

Although the crowd didn’t understand, with Master Huang’s arrival, he had taken control of the situation. They could only obey.

Soon, the candles were extinguished, and an Eight Trigrams mirror was hung at the temple entrance.

Boom!

Thunder roared outside once more.

Protector Wang and Tan Yun’er widened their eyes.

They distinctly saw the Eight Trigrams mirror flash briefly.

Master Huang’s blood-red eyes stared outside and he said coldly, "The deities worshiped at Baotong Zen Temple can use the Eye Divine Power to search for people."

"Now that the Four Symbols Formation is broken, they have no obstacles and are currently performing rituals to find us."

"Let’s go, we don’t have much time, in three incense sticks’ worth, they will find us again, and then we’ll be exposed."

With that, he stood up and left the broken temple.

Though the crowd didn’t understand, they also quickly followed suit.

The location was not far from East Lake. Our group climbed over a mountain ridge and passed through layers of dense forest before the expanse of the lake suddenly appeared before our eyes.

"Could the Daoist friend you mentioned be the Elder Ancestor of East Lake?" Protector Wang cautiously asked, making a guess.

Master Huang nodded slightly and coldly said, "This old fogey, ignorant of Heaven’s dictates, thinks he can escape the great calamity of the mortal world."

"Hmph, he thinks he can steal from the Sect Leader and run away?"

Having said that, he formed a spell with his fingers and began to chant strange incantations. At the same time, a chilling energy surged through his body, frost forming at his feet and spreading across the surface of the lake.

"Roar!"

Soon, fog billowed over the lake surface.

A gigantic toad burst forth from the water, howling in pain amid the rain and fog, as worms burrowed out of its body, transforming from one after another flesh tendrils...

...

"Master Lu, thank you for your hard work."

Holding an umbrella, Li Yan and the others escorted Master Lu back to his room.

The final step for all Magic Artifacts required Master Lu’s personal assembly and activation, and he had been busy from dawn to dusk, the entire day.

Even with Master Lu’s robust physique, he seemed somewhat exhausted, his face pale and his arm muscles trembling slightly.

Seeing Li Yan’s guilty expression, Master Lu simply shook his head and said, "Don’t worry about it. Whether we fight to live or die, we must all exert every bit of our strength. It’s the same on the path of cultivation."

"If it weren’t for my several closed-door disciples needing to be stationed in Zezhou Prefecture, it wouldn’t have come to this. Fortunately, I’ve fulfilled the task. I’ll rest for a couple of days, and then I’ll be on my way."

"Understood, Master. Rest well."

After expressing his thanks once more, Li Yan returned to his own room with Sha Lifei.

Sha Lifei, having been busy for several days, working day and night, and on edge all today, could hardly conceal his exhaustion.

Yet, his eyes still gleamed with excitement. As soon as he entered the room, he couldn’t wait to grab a box on the ground, carefully opening it and caressing the long gun with rapt fascination.

The Divine Fire Gun had been modified – its stock replaced and lengthened, its entire body painted jet black, with a fierce tiger design and copper charms inlaid on the handle.

It bore no resemblance to anything from the Captain Bureau.

"Heh heh..."

Sha Lifei stroked his disheveled beard, then pulled out a piece of cloth from the box and casually slipped it onto the gun, anxiously saying, "Brother Yan, check this out, can you smell anything?"

Li Yan formed a spell and shook his head with a smile.

The cloth was a bizarre Kasaya they had seized from bandits near Shangjin City, capable of blocking searches by Divine Skills, which had been reworked by Master Lu’s craftsmen into a gun cover.

The biggest problem with new-style firearms was that they could easily be detected by various Divine Skills, allowing for timely evasion.

With this cover, the threat level significantly increased.

Of course, Sha Lifei also had another treasure, taught by Mr. Lin, the Hidden Treasure Man from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, who used hair from mountain demons and "lichen" to make a powder that could temporarily eliminate any scent.

Sha Lifei’s long gun was powerful and accurate, suitable for long-distance attacks. With these two treasures, he could act as a sniper.

This was the role he had carved out for himself.

He might not be good at close combat, but shooting from a distance was definitely no problem.

Li Yan was also in high spirits, examining the firearms they made for Wang Daoxuan and Lv San, then picked up another box.

Upon opening it, there lied a full set of Soft armor with steel armor at critical areas, all using Earth Dragon Bone as the core.

The scales of the Earth Dragon Armor resembled those of a snake, not only smooth but also extraordinarily tough. With this armor, combined with the Daluo Dharma Body, they could be used in dire situations.

Of course, they would be carefully hidden on normal days.

This full-body armor combining concepts from his past life was, after all, somewhat odd and much too conspicuous if worn in public.

With these Magic Artifacts, the team’s combat power had nearly doubled.

As he reveled in contentment, snores could be heard from the side – it was Sha Lifei, unable to hold out any longer, already asleep with the box in his arms.

Li Yan couldn’t help but chuckle. He woke Sha Lifei, and together they stowed their gear before going to bed.

The night passed without incident, the thunderstorm continuing unabated outside the window.

The next morning dawned, the weather turned clear suddenly, the sky blue and washed clean. It was another sunny day, and the rain-washed leaves in the courtyard gleamed with vibrant luster.

Master Lu was still asleep; Li Yan and the others left their farewells with the disciples, packed up, and prepared to return to Wuchang City.

Yet before they could leave the temple, Lv San arrived at Yuquan Temple.

"Brother Lv San, how did you end up here?" Li Yan asked, surprised.

Scratching his head, Lv San muttered, "Baotong Zen Temple asked me to do them a favor, and I happened to be looking for you guys."

"Hahaha..."

Sha Lifei laughed, "Looks like brother Lv San is our true treasure, beloved by all. What do they want from you?"

Lv San’s eyes held some confusion, "They said something about communicating with the Wild Men of Shennongjia..."