Chapter 60: Master and Disciple, Feng Buchen

Inside Longshe Cheng.

Xinran Zhanglao looked at the sky, calculated the time.

"This girl, she's been gone so long and still hasn't returned; outside Longshe Cheng is not safe, if she encounters danger it'll be trouble."

"We agreed to bring the master along, yet you sneaked off."

Elder Xinran did not pressure the disciple; she didn't want to go to Longshe Shan herself, surely she had her thoughts, she wasn't in a hurry, she would definitely go eventually, she was very interested in Longshe Shan, these days she wasn't idle, she inquired about some things, about Longshe Shan, she learned that residing on Longshe Shan was Chen Churan's second brother Chen Chuyang, a remarkable fellow.

Yet she had never heard her disciple mention this brother; mostly she spoke of parents and elder brother, but regarding this second brother she said nothing, initially Elder Xinran thought this second brother was nothing special, she didn't expect the fact to be the opposite of her guess.

"The Yin Gui Sect's rats are stirring again, always wanting to invade the Great Qi Dynasty; this bunch of evil ghosts, they don't just target ordinary people, but also us cultivators."

A cultivator's whole self is what the Yin Gui Sect loves most.

Flesh, spirit, or one's cultivation—these are the keys for them to enhance their cultivation; compared to ordinary people, cultivators are more precious.

They also know the consequences of hunting cultivators; they have always lurked in the shadows to hunt, never striking openly.

These Yin Gui Sect members are the targets hunted by all major sects; upon sight, they will act to kill them.

After all, no one can guarantee whether these evil ghosts will lurk in the dark, waiting for a chance to assassinate them.

"Longshe Cheng is about to face a storm; the Chen Clan probably can't hold out."

"After all, they're facing a sect."

The Yin Gui Sect, no matter how weak or small, is still a sect.

Moreover, the Yin Gui Sect's disciples develop quickly, their strength rises swiftly; in just over ten years they can achieve what other sects need decades to accomplish, most of the Yin Gui Sect's methods are quick ways to boost cultivation, they have forsaken the future for the present.

Therefore, they need more blood food; cultivators naturally become their hunting targets, especially loose cultivators.

The Yin Gui Sect is also clever, rarely striking at sect disciples, fearing retaliation.

"I also can't stay too long."

……

Outside Longshe Cheng.

A dark-skinned figure lurked in the gloom of a certain village; the village seemed devoid of life.

Corpses lay on the ground, their flesh and souls drained, a pitch-black ghostly aura enveloped the entire village, never dissipating.

"Wuu wuu wuu."

Ghostly wails filled the village.

Throughout the village were resentful spirits; evil ghosts flew out and devoured these resentful spirits.

"What a pity, still not enough."

"Resentful energy, too little."

"A village only has a few hundred people."

That figure slowly emerged, he looked at his handiwork, not very satisfied.

"Longshe Cheng has the most people; if I devour their flesh and souls, my strength will leap forward, I hope to condense a pellet."

"My master, old man, has failed; my junior sister also died; Longshe Cheng is mine."

"However, I must not be careless."

He, Feng Buchen, disciple of Jiangming Dharma Protector, inherited the true robe and bowl of Jiangming Dharma Protector, yet he was not the disciple most beloved by Jiangming Dharma Protector.

Luo Youdu Lan is Jiangming's beloved.

As for Luo Youdu Lan, it's unknown who killed her.

This became the master's hatred in his heart.

Feng Buchen disappeared in the village, reappeared inside a cave.

"Master, disciple has arrived."

Jiangming Dharma Protector raised his head; the skin-and-bones him raised his right hand.

"Feng Buchen, you've come."

"Disciple is here."

Feng Buchen stepped forward; Jiangming Dharma Protector's body began to tremble, a coughing sound arose.

"Cough cough cough."

At this cough, both lowered their heads, eyes flickering.

"No need to support me, master; I am not yet incapacitated."

"This operation, your junior sister died, you know?"

Feng Buchen bowed his hands: "Disciple knows, master, who is the murderer? Please tell me, disciple will surely avenge my junior sister."

"Disciple will make the murderer wish he were dead; disciple will make the murderer's whole clan sacrifice for my junior sister."

Jiangming nodded: "You having this thought is good; master is pleased."

"Cough cough cough."

The coughing sound sounded again.

Jiangming stared at Feng Buchen; Feng Buchen bent over, looking at the ground.

The two said nothing, each waiting for the other.

"Your junior sister died horribly, no corpse remains, no soul remains; master wants to revive your junior sister but cannot."

"Master guesses, the murderer who killed your junior sister is inside Longshe Cheng, either someone from the Chen Clan or someone from the Shang Clan; I summoned you here to have you go to Longshe Cheng and stir up chaos, Feng Buchen, can you do it?"

Feng Buchen startled, raised his head, looking at his master.

"Master, can disciple kill people?"

Jiangming Dharma Protector laughed, waved his hand: "Do as you wish, even if you sacrifice the whole Longshe Cheng, as long as you can do it."

Feng Buchen's breathing became rapid.

Longshe Cheng, he had his eyes on it for a long time.

He never got a chance to act, and his master wouldn't let him get close.

Longshe Cheng was left by his master to his junior sister.

He was only a handful of villagers, not even enough to plug a tooth gap.

He harbored resentment in his heart, but he dared not show it.

This time he came back, he also wanted to see whether his master was dead or not; if not, perhaps he could……

"Disciple obeys."

Dharma Protector Jiang Ming looked at him, waved his hand: "Go."

"Longshe Cheng is now yours."

Afterward, he sat down.

It seemed he was waiting.

Feng Buchen watched his appearance, then silently withdrew.

After withdrawing outside, Feng Buchen turned back.

That gaze, like a wild wolf.

Also like an eagle.

"This old coot is waiting for me to take the bait; he…… doesn't trust me."

He too has never failed to trust his master.

He never got a chance to act.

"That damned old coot, it'd be best if he died; then I'd have to be careful."

"Longshe Cheng isn't that easy to sacrifice."

"And this old coot, if he doesn't die, I feel uneasy."

Feng Buchen turned back for another glance, then turned and left.

Inside the mountain cave.

"Cough cough cough."

"Pfft."

Blood spurted out; Dharma Protector Jiang Ming covered his chest, this mouthful of blood spurted out, and his entire aura waned.

His face turned deathly pale; the body that had persisted for so long could no longer endure.

"If it weren't for bluffing this brat, why would I bother?"

"Damn it, Feng Buchen this brat is untrustworthy; he could strike at any moment, I need to leave here."

"If it weren't for those two bastards, Chen Yuan and Shang Yingnian, this Dharma Protector wouldn't be intimidated by a mere Feng Buchen."

"Cough cough cough."

He, trembling, stood up, daring not to make a sound.

This place is no longer safe.

He must leave this place.

Who knows whether that disciple will launch a counterattack; Jiang Ming dares not gamble, for this disciple has always borne a grudge against him, seeking any way to strike.

These years, he has been suppressing this disciple, simply…… not allowing him to grow.

Unexpectedly, this disciple…… has still grown.

"Longshe Cheng, Chen Yuan, Shang Yingnian, this Dharma Protector has remembered you."