Master's Chief Disciple

Chapter 114 Collecting Intelligence

Mu Huayan took Wen Qi with her and set off for Beiyao Continent. Because Han Qixi was special, Mu Huayan also brought him with her. Duan Qiuran went to Beiyao Continent before them to find out the situation.

One day later, Duan Qiuran arrived at a winery in Beiyao Continent. After using his spiritual sense to investigate, he found that the inner room was not as Gu Lan and the others had said. There were cultivators everywhere, but the aura they possessed was very unique.

When he looked around, he found a casual cultivator living in a room, so he took the opportunity to ask him about the situation nearby. "Shh, don't make any noise. Answer my questions truthfully and I will ensure that you are safe."

The male cultivator shook his head and then nodded, "Where is this place? Why are the people outside different from us?"

"This is the most famous inn in Beiyao Continent, Duming Manor. People from the entire Beiyao Continent come here to have fun and drink. People from outside are also casual cultivators, but they are not practicing immortal arts. They are all from the Wu Sect. I heard that they are in collusion with the demon clan, but they are irreconcilable with the monster clan."

"The magic they practice is very strange. I, I have only been here for a short time, so I don't dare to provoke them. Some of our accomplices were assassinated by them because of causing trouble."

"I, that's all I know. Please, please spare my life for the sake of being a fellow cultivator."

Duan Qiuran thought for a while and wanted to kill him, but a plan came to his mind. "It's a bit unreasonable that you know so much when you just came here!"

After saying that, Duan Qiuran took out a short blade and put it on his neck. Unexpectedly, he fainted. "You are so scared, witch tribe!"

He carefully opened the window a crack and looked outside. He found that the entire inn was almost full of witches, and their cultivation was not low. "This aura is not right, how can there be monsters!"

Duan Qiuran dodged quickly and shielded his own breath. He touched the man's forehead and he woke up. "Don't come over here. I mean no harm. I beg you to spare my life."

"If I wanted to kill you, I could have taken advantage of you being unconscious just now."

The man stood up tremblingly and said, "Xian-Xiu Jun, what do you want in exchange for letting me go?"

"You're finally clear-headed now. I'll speak frankly then."

"How can a cultivator move around freely here without attracting their attention?"

"Here, you rely on your strength, or, or the token given by Lord Tianmo. With that token, no one dares to touch you."

Duan Qiuran interrogated him while observing the situation outside the window, "Then what conditions do you rely on to stay here?"

"Looking at your cultivation level, you are only at the Golden Immortal Realm."

"I, I'm usually very timid, so they didn't take me seriously."

After hearing this, Duan Qiuran cast a spell inside his body, "I can spare you for now, but if you..."

Before he could finish his words, the man was attacked several times from behind. Duan Qiuran had no time to save him. After blocking the remaining attacks, he wanted to chase the murderer, but the man held him back. “Hurry, run!” He died after saying that.

Just as he was wondering, he heard a fight downstairs. When he opened the window to find out what was going on, a sharp arrow shot through the window. He dodged the attack by leaning sideways and couldn't help but complain, "How exciting! I met the enemy right away."

Then there were chaotic footsteps coming from the corridor. He heard a sentence from the noisy footsteps and fighting sounds, "Spread the word of Lord Tianmo, no cultivator should be left alive."

Duan Qiuran was not panicked. He sat at the table leisurely, drinking and thinking, "Who on earth is this Lord Tianmo?"

The door was kicked open and a man holding a long knife swung at them. Duan Qiuran easily dodged the series of attacks and finally pierced the Wu Zong's chest with a sharp arrow on the ground. "The purple pattern on the back of the hand..."

"Those of you who are cultivating immortals here, come at me!" someone outside shouted.

Duan Qiu sighed and swaggered out of the house. He saw more than a dozen people attacking him with swords, but he looked very satisfied. In the end, he easily dealt with everyone. Screams kept coming from the corridor. Some people abandoned their swords and fled, but were strangled by his spell. "How could this be..."

The noisy man was killed by Duan Qiuran, and the other one was hanging half alive by him. He smiled kindly and said, "Tell me, what sect is your Wu Sect? Who is Lord Tianmo?"

The man thought that he was going to die anyway, so he might as well commit suicide, so he secretly recited some kind of mantra, and then he turned into a pool of purple blood in horror. "What a pity, I almost got a clue."

Just as he was about to leave, the pool of purple blood turned into countless black flying insects that buzzed towards him. In desperation, he broke the wall next to him and escaped. When he turned around, the group of flying insects seemed to be locking onto him and attacking him. He had to stop running and released a fireball, which burned the flying insects with crackling sounds.

Not long after the noise stopped, there was another sound of countless arrows being shot. While dodging the arrows, he caught a glimpse of several people from the Witch Clan on the ground, so he took the arrows and attacked them. After dealing with them, he left this place of trouble to avoid any further trouble.

Before leaving, he sensed another breath, "This breath is from the demon clan just now."

I saw that the demon and the witch tribe were fighting happily, which gave me a chance to leave. "The intelligence I have collected is not enough."

After he finished reading it, he found a perfect position to watch the show, and with a wave of his hand, a circular barrier surrounded him.

"You scum, get out of the way! Don't block my way!" said the transformed male demon.

"This is Lord Demon's territory. How can we allow you to run wild here?!" said one of the people from the Witch Sect.

Duan Qiuran saw that the person from the Witch Sect who was speaking had the aura of at least a great immortal, while the transformed demon was only at the sixteenth level, equivalent to the strength of a Taiyi Immortal. This was going to be a good show.

"Brothers, come on, kill this monster, dig out the elixir and present it to Lord Tianmo for the reward!"

Under the instigation of the Wu Zong leader, the others swarmed over to attack him, "You overestimate your own abilities, watch out."

After the male demon shouted loudly, countless crows in the sky attacked them in groups. They were extremely fast and attacked fiercely. In less than a cup of tea, most of the people from the Witch Sect were killed or injured.

"Who gave you the courage to be an enemy of the demon clan?!"

The male demon gradually approached the people of Wu Zong and said, "In this Beiyao Continent, it's just a matter of ability. You always mention the demon, but how powerful can he be?"

The Wu Clan's people gradually retreated, not daring to get any closer, "..."

One of the Wu Clan members whispered, "Protector, we are definitely no match for him. Instead of fighting head-on, we should go back and report to Lord Tianmo so that he can convict the demon clan of a crime."

"Hmph, just wait for me, I'll settle the score with you later!" After making these harsh words, the protector of the Wu Clan left the scene.

Duan Qiuran looked at this scene and said, "This play is over so quickly!"