Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 1062 - 538: Survival_2

Lady Liu trembled with fear.

Wang Xunzhi coughed,

"Chief Clerk, please calm down. Man proposes, God disposes. Lady Liu has done her best. The most urgent task is to recover the treasury."

Chen Xuantian nodded repeatedly,

"What Wang Yuan said is very true. I calculated and deduced that it must be the Lu and Zheng Families who, having been seduced by the Demon Path, betrayed General’s great kindness and secretly stole the treasures of the Zhen Nan Family. It is truly a crime beyond forgiveness and they deserve annihilation of their clan.

We must trouble both brothers to take the effort to first raid their entire family, recover the treasury for the reward of the army, and then behead their whole clan and hang their heads while whipping their corpses as a warning to others.

Is this arrangement appropriate? Please advise, General."

Huan Tianyuan nodded,

"The matter of the Southern Border will be arranged by the Chief Clerk."

"As you command!"

Ye Rong and Wang Cheng, upon hearing there’s a lucrative opportunity in raiding a household, were overjoyed, giving a look that said "Good brother~ Your brothers are counting on you~" before flying into the sky as a Sword Rainbow with a flick of a sleeve.

Thus the army entered the city to rest, and tally the inheritance of the Nangong Family, while Yang Yunzhao, having familiarized himself over the past few days, continued his role as the handler of the Beast Cage and the restorer of order in the trade shops.

As for Chen Xuantian himself, having mistakenly trusted the local rich family, which led to the theft of the Nangong’s property, he voluntarily handed over the entire matter to Wang Xunzhi for handling, while he closed off in seclusion to divine who the wicked thief of the Nangong Treasure Vault was,

then he went to the ruins of the demolished and burned Nangong residence, walked around, found the courtyard of the Louguan Temple, looked around, lifted the lid of the Pill Furnace, took out the Deaf and Mute Taoist hiding inside, and sailed back to the duck nest on the sandbar on a small boat.

Beyond the reeds, he saw that the duck nest had been overturned. Naturally, Chan Zi and the others had six days to hide, so it wouldn’t have been them returning beforehand.

Therefore, Chen Xuantian told the Taoist to sit and wait obediently, did a fatty dragonfly touch on the water, and flew into the ruins, checking the intact meat pot and the dead Pan Zhang beside it, who hadn’t tasted a single piece, his head chopped off and boiled in the pot.

"Tsk tsk, what a Heavenly Destiny."

Chen Xuantian still fetched his head out of the pot, collected his corpse, and buried it on the sandbar. Then he brought over the Taoist, served him a bowl of soup to drink himself.

Following the bloodstains, he found at the Bamboo Forest Daoist Collection, Mo Fuzi who had been punched, bleeding from nose and mouth, crawling over to write Chan Zi a will, now passed out. Checking his pulse, there was still a trace of life, so he took out the Jade Purification Bottle and poured a sip into his mouth.

"Hey, don’t sleep, you really will die if you fall asleep."

Mo Fuzi hazily opened his eyes,

"What, what happened..."

Chen Xuantian smiled,

"Congratulations Fuzi, you’ve survived this calamity, and can achieve the Nascent Soul."

"Na, Nascent Soul... cough cough cough..."

Mo Fu coughed out a piece of meat.

Chen Xuantian was not bothered by the dirt, wiped his mouth, fed him another sip, and explained with a smile,

"Fuzi has a profound foundation, solid Daoist skills, supreme sword skills, but has been stuck at the threshold for so long unable to break through only because you’re lacking such an opportunity, to fight to the death against a high-level opponent in the Nascent Soul Realm, breaking through the bottleneck by seizing this chance.

Of course, it’s not your fault; I know you’re not afraid of death, it’s just you couldn’t let the ink lineage tradition die out, with a bunch of kids waiting to be fed behind you, and besides, usually bullying the poor wouldn’t require a Nascent Soul to come out personally. They wouldn’t have this chance to run into you for death.

This encounter is also a Heavenly Destiny, worthy of celebration, worthy of celebration~"

Mo Fuzi glared at him,

"You, you again..."

Chen Xuantian chuckled,

"Hey, this has nothing to do with me. In the vast Yun Meng, he could even find you, purely because his destiny has arrived, and the heavens want to collect him. Of course, it might also be because the damn thing has a sharp nose and smelled the meat, haha."

"Then, isn’t it still because you... cough cough cough!"

Mo Fuzi coughed.

Seeing this, Chen Xuantian poked him twice,

"Oh, Fuzi, are you uncomfortable? Of course, Pan Zhang still has some fist force. Liu Lang took a casual slap from him and couldn’t get out of bed for three months. You’re probably being sneak-attacked from behind, storing power for a strike, breaking seven or eight rib bones, puncturing your lung leaves with broken bones, causing the Gang Force to invade the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian, reverse circulation in the meridian, leading to Qi Force collapse, and injuring the foundation.

Even worse, this guy has also refined the Poison Sand Palm. The cold poison in the palm circulates with blood and has invaded the Foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian. The kidney is the origin of Innate, governs bone and marrow production; now the cold poison pervades the Life Gate, not only hindering the blood circulation but also gradually eroding the bone marrow. If not eradicated, within three months, your entire body’s skeleton will shatter, you will be paralyzed, and your power will be completely wasted.

Haha, but honestly, if it were anyone else, they would have been killed with one slap long ago. It’s only because you, Fuzi, have profound Daoist depth and solid foundation, hard enough to counterkill in the Desolate Land, and also able to utilize Five Elements Qi Refining, Reversed Birth cycle, reverse refine his cold poison for your use, holding on until I rescue you.

Don’t worry, your life should not end here, I have medicine in my hands."

Chen Xuantian took out a pair of wings from his sleeve to show him,

"You are now severely wounded inside and outside, your lungs and kidneys damaged, meridians destroyed, spine cracked, bones broken, conventional methods are difficult to repair. Typically, in situations like yours, I usually directly advise reincarnation.

However, it’s your lucky day, as this pair of Qiongqi Wings, a rare item of Divine Gang Xuanming Dual Veins and Gold, Water, Sun, and Moon, I happened to obtain. I can’t unleash its full potential, but you’ve already mastered the Five Qi Great Cycle, so these heavenly objects won’t be wasted on you.

Moreover, the lung belongs to Metal and the kidney belongs to Water. Once your injury is stabilized and Essence Blood nurtured, I can employ some means to harvest spinal marrow from this pair of wings, implant it into your body, to help rebuild meridians, fuse with body tissues, reconstruct lung and kidney system. With this Great Treasure as aid, not only will healing and recovery be easy, digesting the demonic power, breaking through the Nascent Soul Realm will be a piece of cake.

Of course, I’m reluctant too, but no matter what, things have come to this, you’d blame me if I didn’t save you after you were beaten to near death like this, and to save you, I’d have to expend a pair of Divinity Transformation Treasures, our relationship isn’t even good, this puts me in a real dilemma.

So Fuzi, as I see you’ve prepared a will, let me ask your opinion, do you want to live or wish to die?"

Mo Fuzi breathed heavily, glaring at him,

"Quit talking nonsense, who wants to die, what are you planning."

Chen Xuantian put away his smile and said earnestly,

"Alright, Fuzi, you are knowledgeable, I’ll be frank with you. I’ve miscalculated the Nangong situation. This family has significant hidden secrets, the forces involved far exceed my expectations, without one or two thousand years of cultivation foundation, it’s hard to get involved, negotiating with tigers will be extremely dangerous in the future, capsizing can happen at any time.

Honestly, I’m not confident of retreating safely, and now bringing them into this whirlpool, I feel guilty. Without Fuzi’s help, I’m afraid I can’t handle the future.

So this pair of wings, you must trade your life for it. Are you willing?"

Mo Fuzi looked at him,

"Stop testing, I understood long ago. You Mountain Men always have clever plans, this Taiji world, nothing escapes your palm calculations. As long as you can ensure that Chan’er survives, and the legacy of Mo clan remains, take my old life."

Chen Xuantian nodded,

"Alright, a true man keeps his word. Since Fuzi agrees, I indeed have a request. I picked up a kid, incredibly important, possibly involves the world’s safety, will surely face countless calamities.

You’re good with kids, so I’ll leave him to you. Just raise him carelessly to resemble Chan Zi’s stupid temperament. In the future, whether I or Chan Zi dies, just use your life to protect his."

Mo Fuzi was speechless upon hearing,

"What trouble have you brought back now..."

Fuzi of course agreed, this old guy wasn’t a bad person, and had always enjoyed picking up a bunch of kids without parents and raising them. This Daoist, being deaf and mute, struck a soft spot.

Thus, after Chen Xuantian brought him back to recover with soup, cooked another pot, distributed meat to them, rebuilt the shack, found a good Feng Shui spot in the bamboo forest, and buried Xiao Yan. The old man was already talking animatedly with the Daoist through gestures. After inquiry, it turned out he even named him.

"Poor kid, not naturally deaf. His mother was severely injured by an enemy, causing premature birth, hence he’s physically weak, his senses scattered, dim hearing. But he’s a sensible child, inherently good. Just has a fate intertwined with dark gold evil, indeed a bit...

Alas, the great transformation silent and eternal, withered and flourished by time. Don’t say roots are silent, as Heaven and Earth will always regenerate. Let’s call him Huan Sheng. A humble name, easier to raise."