Attacked by the Female Demon at the Beginning - Chapter 155

Chapter 155: Extraordinary Stature

At the edge of the minefield. A barren expanse.

Further away, the trees were lush.

Hong Yuye stood on high ground, looking out over the minefield, and after some time, she slowly began to speak:

“There’s nothing strange about the mine itself; it’s the terrain that’s odd, with spiritual energy condensing without dispersing and a great force gathering without releasing. It’s a good place.”

“Is there any use for this kind of terrain?” Jiang Hao observed carefully but couldn’t see anything special.

Glancing at Jiang Hao, Hong Yuye smiled and said:

“Under the vein of the mine, there’s a tomb. And it’s not an ordinary tomb; perhaps these people will never discover it in their lifetimes.”

A tomb? Jiang Hao was astonished and tentatively said,

“Shall we go down and have a look?”

Hong Yuye let out a cold laugh, then turned her head and walked away.

Gazing into her eyes, Jiang Hao felt that the woman before him held nothing but disdain for this place.

“What’s there to see in a place where the dead linger?” Hong Yuye said with a slight look of disgust:

“It’s bad luck.”

Hearing these words, Jiang Hao increasingly sensed the strength of Hong Yuye.

Her cultivation level, insight, and mindset were all extraordinary.

Yet sometimes he found her odd, this person not only wanted to snatch the Heavenly Fragrance Dao Flower from his yard but also intended to take his broken magical treasure.

While pondering, he momentarily forgot to follow.

“Do you want to stay behind to mine?”

Hong Yuye asked indifferently as she looked back.

“No, I was just admiring senior’s grandeur for a moment,” Jiang Hao quickly caught up.

“Can you lie?” Hong Yuye asked flatly.

“No,” Jiang Hao replied.

Hearing this, Hong Yuye deliberately stopped and looked at Jiang Hao.

For a moment, she couldn’t help but show a smile.

It seemed she had heard something very amusing.

Jiang Hao felt a bit startled but could only bow his head.

Then a red light flashed, and they disappeared from the spot.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Hao arrived at Luoyuan City, which should be the most prosperous and populous city in the vicinity.

It was also a city with many cultivators.

Jiang Hao and his company stayed there for four days, during which he sold some items.

Some magical treasures, as well as elixirs.

He earned a total of two thousand five hundred spirit stones.

Adding to his existing spirit stones, he now had a total of fourteen thousand seven hundred.

To acquire a suitable magical treasure, Jiang Hao spent three thousand seven hundred on a long saber.

The craftsmanship of the saber was average, but the material was decent, suitable for both Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators.

A regular Golden Core cultivator could channel their power into it without damaging it.

The blade lacked a sense of weight and power enhancement, its only advantage being durability.

It was considered an inferior magical treasure for the Golden Core phase.

But three thousand seven hundred was a good deal.

It was usable.

If he went back to the Tianyin Sect to buy one, he might not find such an inferior quality.

Fortunately, the design was not bad, with a dark red hilt and a silver-white blade.

The saber had no name, so he continued to call it Half-Moon.

After four uneventful days, Jiang Hao and his company moved on to other cities.

They would stop for a few days in each city they passed through.

Sometimes they encountered trouble, but Jiang Hao usually resolved it in advance.

It never affected Hong Yuye.

Midway, when they ran out of money, Jiang Hao had to “borrow” some from a wealthy family with a bad reputation.

Only then could they continue to the next destination.

More than two months passed in this way.

Jiang Hao calculated that he had been out for two and a half months.

He had to return within ten days.

Unfortunately, there was no gain in these two months; they had passed through cities, visited various small sects, and although there were some clues, the people were long gone.

After Zuo Lan’s death, they either fled or received orders to retreat.

During this time, Jiang Hao also studied the new slate.

He discovered a public area for exchanging messages within it.

But it was temporarily unusable.

Upon inspection, he found that Hong Yuye had applied an influence to prevent the slate’s owner from detecting their surroundings.

Although she had erased the other party’s methods, Hong Yuye’s power persisted.

It would take some time to dissipate.

Only then could the slate be used.

The functions identified were similar to before.

He still needed to explore the specific uses.

But the fact that the slate had a public communication area felt somewhat familiar.

Jiang Hao didn’t dare to jump to conclusions and decided to study it further upon his return.

“This is the last city in the vicinity; other cities are extremely far from here,” Jiang Hao said, looking at the smaller city ahead.

At this time, Hong Yuye was still wearing her orange and white fairy dress, and she hadn’t bathed again.

Jiang Hao thought that the reason she bathed last time might have been because the Secret Whisper Slate had consumed some of her mental energy.

“Do you want to go back?” Hong Yuye asked softly, walking ahead.

“The junior has a time-limited mission,” Jiang Hao replied with an apologetic bow.

“Then pray that you, as an undercover agent, can obtain useful information, otherwise,” Hong Yuye glanced back at Jiang Hao with a cold voice.

“You know what the consequences will be, right?”

Jiang Hao could feel the tangible chill and bowed his head:

“Yes.”

“Three days later, if there’s no discovery, I’ll send you back,” Hong Yuye suddenly said:

“Do you want to know how many people are currently searching for your location during this period?”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hao’s heart skipped a beat.

He was very curious.

But he didn’t understand what Hong Yuye was up to.

For a moment, he remained silent.

Hong Yuye didn’t mind Jiang Hao’s silence; she continued walking forward, her gentle voice carrying through the air.

“There are four groups of people trying to find you, two of which are sparing no effort. You don’t like to stand out, yet you seem to have quite the knack for attracting attention. I had thought you were invisible to everyone.”

“Senior is joking,” Jiang Hao sighed.

To think that there were four groups after him.

This put immense pressure on Jiang Hao, especially since he wasn’t sure which four they were.

The craziest ones were probably from the Tiansheng Sect and the Luoxia Sect.

The others were hard to say.

Maybe it was the Xuantian Sect and the Tianhuan Pavilion, or perhaps others.

But no matter who it was, he needed to avoid going out alone.

After returning, he would continue his cultivation.

Give him a hundred years, and he could resolve these grudges.

However, one thing to note was that these people knew his location was hard to pinpoint.

This meant either someone powerful was helping him, or he had a magical treasure.

It would be better to let people think he had a treasure rather than a powerful helper.

He needed to find a good excuse.

“Senior, does the Secret Whisper Slate have the ability to conceal my location?” Jiang Hao suddenly asked.

“Barely, the slate is special, and few can see through it,” Hong Yuye answered offhandedly.

With this, Jiang Hao felt at ease.

If the sect seniors noticed, he would have no choice but to attribute all problems to the Secret Whisper Slate.

As for the origin of the slate, that was even easier to explain.

Opportunities were everywhere, weren’t they?

Having settled these thoughts, Jiang Hao looked towards the city ahead.

The last stop.

In these two months, besides searching for the Secret Whisper Slate, he had also been looking for his stepmother and the others.

Although he was sold at the age of five, he had lived with them before that.

Even if they hadn’t treated him well, they still had the grace of raising him.

They taught him to speak and occasionally to write a couple of characters.

At five years old, he was alone and helpless in the Tianyin Sect, relying solely on himself.

It was much harder than chopping wood at home.

Seeing them one more time would settle a matter of his heart.

But after two months of searching, there was no trace of them.

This was the last city ordinary people could reach.

If they were still alive, they should be in this city.

However, they were not.

Three days later, Jiang Hao left the city empty-handed.

At that moment, he considered the worst possibility.