The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 214 - 138 Horse Bandits_2

Chapter 214: Chapter 138 Horse Bandits_2

As midnight approached, most people had dozed off beside the fire or against trees, leaving only two sentries who had leapt up to the big trees to watch over the surroundings. It was at this moment when their difference from a regular merchant team became apparent. Before falling asleep, a merchant team would always gather their cookware from the ground, unlike these ruffians who had left bowls, chopsticks, ladles, and pots scattered everywhere.

She feigned sleep for a while. After midnight passed, she stood up and walked slowly toward the woods outside. The sentries in the trees glanced at her but didn’t pay much attention. After all, she was a woman, and it was only natural for her to find a spot to take care of her private needs.

She wasn’t foolish enough to grab the old horse and run. For one thing, these horse bandits had good steeds, and their horsemanship was far superior to hers; for another, the wolf pack might not have dispersed yet, and running away would only ensure that the old horse became a feast for the wolves’ bellies.

Changtian had already informed her of some strange movements in this direction. Taking cover behind the bushes, she looked out to see shadowy figures about two hundred yards away, apparently making some noise.

It was the wolf pack that had been closely following her! She recognized the enormous black wolf with its massive head.

Fortunately, she was downwind, so the wolf pack hadn’t noticed her. They were busy enjoying their feast on the ground, snarling at each other over the food.

Her eyesight was not bad; she could already make out what was on the ground—

Human remains, and no less than ten bodies! The remains had been torn and mutilated beyond recognition by the wolf pack.

She covered her mouth with her hand, struggling mightily to keep herself from vomiting!

She had seen dead bodies before. In the caves beneath Wen Residence, Master Fan had slain several mortals as if slaughtering chickens, but those people had been oblivious, and after death, they wouldn’t suffer such horrible treatment. The banquet the wolf pack was feasting on, however, was composed of her human compatriots!

She considered herself to have a strong nerve, but she was not heartless; seeing such a horrific sight, she couldn’t help but feel disturbed and nauseous.

Changtian’s vision was far superior to hers; he could see the wolves dining scene even more clearly, and his voice carried a note of reassurance as he spoke, ""These people are long dead, and they were not killed by the wolves while alive. There’s no need for you to be too upset." Girls are soft-hearted—what’s there to be afraid of in this scene?

She swallowed hard, forcing herself to shift her attention. Changtian said that these people were not killed by wolves, which meant they must have been killed by someone in their own camp—otherwise, what a coincidence it would be to camp right nearby? No wonder the smell of blood was so strong nearby; it seemed the wolf pack had followed the scent here and stumbled upon a free feast.

As if to confirm her thoughts, Changtian added, ""There are cuts from swords on the bodies, and at least three of the corpses were killed by a direct strike to the throat, a quick death without much suffering." He comforted the soft-hearted girl.

She gasped, realizing that she had escaped the jaws of the wolf only to enter a tiger’s den. But inside, she was not very fearful; after all, she had a trump card like God Demon Prison at her disposal. If there was any disturbance, she could just hide inside.

Perhaps God overhead her thoughts and didn’t intend to let her have her way so easily. So, when she was about to return to the camp, a shadow suddenly sprang out from the bushes.

It was one of the horse bandits who had been hanging around the fire, with a face full of rough features. He looked at Ning Xiaoxian and pointed to the bushes, showing his teeth as he said, ""Get in there!" Seeing her stand still, he added, ""Don’t make me get my hands dirty."

Fear had indeed found a way to materialize. This scoundrel, aroused by a plain-faced dame? She cursed inwardly. She didn’t know that the night breeze was flapping her clothes, outlining a tempting figure that was partly concealed and revealed. The man was lustful by nature, with a venomous gaze that spared no woman. Although her face was not appealing, the sight of her slender, pointy fingers and delicate, beautiful neck were enough to provoke his desires.

He scrutinized her and felt even more certain that her figure was excellent. With the darkness of the night, her face mattered little to him, and the itch in his heart grew stronger.

She remained motionless.

The man’s face darkened, ""Be smart, don’t act all virtuous, making me happy could convince Boss Ren to spare your life tomorrow!"

It seemed that the horse bandits had never intended to let her leave alive—now they were merely toying with her like a cat with a mouse, uncertain when they would strike. She had been contemplating that she was nearly the only witness to this massacre; how could they let her go? Living a life with the wind, come morning what would they do with her? The man’s words were as if she had been sentenced to death, and although she was prepared, she still felt a heavy weight in her heart.

She looked up at the sentry in the tree, who was watching this scene with keen interest, clearly aware of the lewd man’s every move, and not only had no intention of stopping him but was eagerly waiting to see what would happen next.

There really were no good people in this camp.

This was a tricky situation! This lustful brute didn’t seem particularly formidable, and she could kill him quietly, but she couldn’t fool the eyes of the sentry in the tree, and she certainly couldn’t expose the secret of God Demon Prison under his watch. If he sounded the alarm, she wouldn’t be able to handle so many at once.

The man was unaware of her inner deliberations and thought she was petrified. He grinned, showing a row of yellow teeth, and reached out to grab her.

With a slight sidestep, she avoided his lecherous hand. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please give your recommendation ticket and Monthly Ticket at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)