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Chapter 445: The Secret of the Gu Bug
Chapter 445: The Secret of the Gu Bug
"Sect Leader, Senior Sister, Fairy, my Fairy Granny..." Hu Ma's thoughts were deep as he pondered the abilities of the Great Venerable Heavenly General Seal and how to acquire them for himself. Meanwhile, the entire town was in a state of panic, and the situation was spiraling out of control.
It wasn't just the common folk who were shocked; even those familiar with the ways of the world were terrified. The sudden death of the Chamber Deities and their transformation into fox and hedgehog spirits in broad daylight had shaken everyone to their core.
These Chamber Deities were dignitaries, self-proclaimed by the One Coin Sect, but they had enjoyed the sect's incense offerings for who knows how long.
Even the New Year Hall Official, who had come to pay his respects, would have to show the utmost respect. Yet, without any warning, they were all killed?
The most representative figures among them were Elder Sun and the Old Grandmaster of the Great Treasure, who gathered together, discussing their options repeatedly. "The New Year Hall Official has come to execute us. I fear no one in this town will escape unscathed..."
"But he said he would leave no one alive, yet he gave us three days. What does this mean?"
They were all seasoned veterans, so they understood the situation. Although they couldn't openly discuss it in town, a glance was all it took for them to realize what the other was thinking: Could it be that they're giving us time? These three days aren't for them; they're for us, to force us to capture the Sect Leader and hand him over to take the blame. They were all experienced enough to understand this unspoken message.
However...
Understanding this was one thing, but actually doing it was another matter, and the pressure was immense. "The One Coin Sect's Sect Leader is hard to capture. The sect only has one leader, one high-ranking guardian, and four powerful Dharmarajas. But with the Chamber Deities dead and their Dharmic Forms broken, the Dharmarajas are also useless."
"If we make a move, how can Miao Shan Fairy and White Fan possibly be our match? Moreover, with White Fan's quick wit, if something goes wrong, she'll probably take action before us and go after the One Coin Sect's Sect Leader..."
"But the crucial question is, how do we explain this to the Non-Vegetarian Sect?"
"..."
The more they thought about it, the more pressured they felt, especially those of higher status and greater abilities. "We have all received the Non-Vegetarian Sect's favors and been shown the way by them. We came to the One Coin Sect because of the Non-Vegetarian Sect's reputation."
"If we do this, even if we survive the New Year Hall Official, can't the Non-Vegetarian Sect easily kill our entire families?"
"..."
It was precisely because they all shared this concern that the town, though in a state of panic, hadn't descended into complete chaos. However, the pressure was now squarely on Miao Shan Fairy, with people constantly seeking reassurance from her.
Miao Shan Fairy, amidst the chaos, remained remarkably composed. After several inquiries from Elder Sun and the others, she finally responded with a cold smile, "I've already said there's nothing to fear. What's there to worry about?"
"A mere Executioner Magistrate is no match for my senior brothers."
"You should focus on taking care of your people. Don't let panic ruin our town's formation. When my senior brothers arrive, it won't be the Magistrate sealing us off, but my brothers cutting off his retreat..."
"..."
Hearing her words, the crowd couldn't help but follow her train of thought, and their hearts couldn't help but anticipate what might happen.
Everyone in town feared the Executioner Magistrate, but if the Non-Vegetarian Sect's experts came to their aid, who knew who would win?
The Executioner Magistrates were appointed by the Ten Surnames to govern a region, but the Non-Vegetarian Sect was known for its defiance of both the Ten Surnames and the imperial court.
'And I've only told you that my senior brothers will come to help...'
After sending them away, Miao Shan Fairy continued with a cold smile, "If I told you that even our Sect Leader is here, wouldn't you all be overjoyed?"
Just then, White Fan rushed in with news of the captured little ghost, causing Miao Shan Fairy's brief moment of relief to vanish. Her face turned pale, and she stood up abruptly, "The message couldn't be delivered?"
"Who has the power to block even the path to the Netherworld?"
"..."
"The New Year Hall Official certainly doesn't have that ability..."
White Fan added anxiously, "This situation seems more serious than we imagined. If our senior brothers can't come to our aid in time, we're left with just a few small fry in this town. We might not have any chance of survival."
Miao Shan Fairy, after a long pause, spoke urgently, "Don't worry, there's still a way, there's still a way..."
She turned her attention to the direction of the inn and went to meet with them again, "The situation is critical, and our senior brothers can't come. It seems we have no choice but to seek help from the Sect Leader."
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"If we follow this method, the Great Venerable Heavenly General Seal is indeed possible to cultivate, and it's almost as if it were tailored for me..."
In the inn, Hu Ma and Old Abacus had just discussed the theory of Life Destiny and had some ideas about cultivating the Great Venerable Heavenly General Seal, but with limited time, there were still many considerations.
He let out a sigh, glancing outside. The sky was already dim, and dusk had fallen. The entire day had passed like this. Calculating the time, the Unfed Ox disciples that the One Coin Sect had sent messages to should have news by now.
Just as he was thinking about continuing to study the cultivation method of the Great Venerable Heavenly General Seal, he heard Xiao Hong Tang exclaim, "Hmm?"
Turning his head, he saw Xiao Hong Tang poking her head down from the rafters, staring intently at a small insect that had flown into the room. Her eyes were almost crossed, and her little face was full of confusion.
This insect looked peculiar as well. At first glance, it didn't seem different from ordinary insects. However, after flying into the room, it circled around the oil lamp, continuously spinning but not actually flying into it like a moth would.
"Has the first task I gave to Houerjiu been completed so quickly?"
Hu Ma's heart stirred, and he followed the method Houerjiu had previously told him. He watched the insect as it circled the oil lamp three times and then reversed three more times. His heart was instantly certain, and he gently spread his palm, reaching out to catch the insect.
The insect seemed to sense Hu Ma's aura and slowly flew over. After a brief hesitation, it landed on Hu Ma's fingertip.
Then, it bit down.
Hu Ma didn't feel any pain. Instead of resisting the insect's venom, he deliberately felt it. Soon, he felt a wave of dizziness.
Vaguely, a series of strange illusions appeared. It was as if he had transformed into a tiny insect, slowly flying through the forest at night, passing through clusters of trees, and entering a desolate village where not a single living person remained.
"This is the method Houerjiu uses to help me investigate the sealed town?"
Hu Ma deliberately calmed his mind, allowing himself to more clearly experience the changes. He was increasingly amazed.
Witchcraft is a major path, and Houerjiu had mastered the skills within this path extremely well, making it even more magical and intricate than the trickster's art.
Now, he felt as if he had truly transformed into a character from a myth, turning into an insect and flying into the enemy camp to gather intelligence.
Faintly, he followed the insect into the dilapidated ancestral hall of the village.
He saw that many men in iron armor were already present, each with a condensed aura, standing as still as stone statues on both sides. The area was brightly lit by torches and oil lamps, making it as bright as daylight.
However, in the wilderness, insects are common, especially during the late summer and early autumn. This particular insect didn't attract any attention and flew straight into the hall, seeing the flames on the table and the neatly arranged chairs.
On the two most prominent Chancellor's Chairs, on the left sat an old man in iron armor, not very tall but with a particularly large head, looking about forty to fifty years old. On the right sat a man in a blue robe, wearing simple shoes, with neatly combed hair and a delicate porcelain bowl beside him.
The two men were talking amiably by the light of the oil lamp.
"Young Master Meng has come to ask for our help, and we have no reason to refuse. However, we also need your understanding."
The man in iron armor said, "I am the Zhou Family Magistrate, endowed with a set of skills and supported by their provisions. Since the Zhou Family has given the order, I must naturally come to assist and eliminate this band of bandits."
"The Year-End Guardian is known for being efficient, and even more so for being an Executioner. If it takes more than the time it takes to burn an incense stick to deal with these bandits, it would be a laughing matter."
"However, Young Master Meng asked me to delay for three days. If Lord Zhou of the Zhou Family later blames me for being ineffective, I fear I will lose my reputation."
"..."
"Magistrate, you are right..."
The man in iron armor was courteous to the man in the blue robe, who, in turn, showed no airs and addressed the man in iron armor as "Your Excellency," speaking with great respect. He bowed slightly and smiled, saying:
"Every Grand Executioner is responsible for suppressing bandits and maintaining order. The Ten Surnames families can only admire and respect all of you, with no intention of giving orders."
"I came to seek your help, only wanting to take advantage of your opportunity to clear out these bandits and perform an additional ritual. I have already sent a letter to the Zhou Family, so there's no need for you to worry."
"..."
"Young Master Meng, you are humble, but please don't say such things."
The man in iron armor laughed bitterly. "You are the young master of the Meng Family, and I am a disciple of the Zhou Family. How can I accept the title of 'Your Excellency' from you? Your instructions, I cannot refuse, but without the Zhou Family's permission, I dare not involve myself in other matters of cause and effect."
"However, I wonder, the One Coin Sect only has a few Unfed Ox cultists, and it already seems like a joke to travel from Jiaozhou in West Ridge to deal with them."
"Your esteemed Meng Family, being of the direct lineage, running around to this desolate place to build a ghost platform, is even more perplexing..."
(End of Chapter)
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