Chapter 98: 96. Hundred-Meter Piercing Poplar (2/3)

96. Hundred-Meter Piercing Poplar (2/3)

As the sounds grew closer, Chen An soon saw a group of cultivators through the gaps in the leaves ahead, a group of Black Iron Villa cultivators with broadswords strapped to their backs.

A glance across them, and he estimated there were about a hundred or so.

"Hmm?"

Chen An frowned, unexpectedly discovering a familiar face among this group of Black Iron Villa cultivators.

It was none other than him.

It was precisely the stubble-chinned male cultivator who had a conflict with him back in the Market of the Cheap Area.

And at this moment, this stubble-chinned male cultivator was right there among this group of Black Iron Villa cultivators.

"What a small world."

Chen An smiled to himself and continued to observe the situation of this group of Black Iron Villa cultivators.

Leading them was a middle-aged man whose aura was completely restrained, making it impossible to estimate his specific cultivation level.

But one thing was certain: he was at least a Foundation Establishment powerhouse.

Because through the sound of the conversation just now, it could be known that the other party was an Elder of Black Iron Villa.

The Elders of the Bamboo Leaf Gang all started at the Foundation Establishment level, so it went without saying for the even more powerful Black Iron Villa.

"Strange, these Black Iron Villa cultivators have clearly already entered the range of my Divine Sense, so why couldn't my Divine Sense detect them, and instead I had to rely on my ears to hear them?"

Chen An felt puzzled.

But soon, he figured it out, guessing that it was most likely because the other party was carrying a Dharma Artifact capable of shielding against Divine Sense detection.

After all, since they were coming for a night raid, they certainly had to find a way to shield against conventional means of perception.

Otherwise, they would likely have been detected by the cultivators inside before even getting close to the Bamboo Leaf Gang.

"It seems that the utility of Divine Sense is not as great as I imagined; it's fine for scouting terrain, but a bit lackluster for sensing cultivators."

Chen An thought to himself.

Subsequently, he looked at his wives and concubines to the side and said:

"I sense a large group of Black Iron Villa cultivators approaching us rapidly through a forest several hundred meters away; we must leave this place."

Upon hearing this, the three wives and concubines immediately changed their expressions.

They then began to act one after another.

With a thought, Gu Xinyue put all the kitchenware and ingredients into her Storage Bag.

Song Huaying hurriedly picked up her daughter.

Wen Zhiyun asked with a worried look: "Husband, where are the people from Black Iron Villa?"

Her sensory perception was far inferior to Chen An's, and even now, she had not discovered that the Black Iron Villa cultivators were approaching them.

"Use this to look; they are right over there."

Chen An took a Thousand Mile Mirror from his Storage Bag, handed it to Wen Zhiyun, and pointed in a direction through the gaps in the leaves.

Wen Zhiyun took the Thousand Mile Mirror and looked in the direction Chen An was pointing.

Finally, in a forest about five or six hundred meters away, Wen Zhiyun saw that group of Black Iron Villa cultivators.

When her gaze fell upon the Black Iron Villa Elder leading them, Wen Zhiyun could not help but slightly knit her beautiful willow-leaf brows, her tone subtle as she said:

"Husband, I recognize that Black Iron Villa cultivator leading the team."

"You recognize him?"

Chen An could not help but be surprised.

Wen Zhiyun explained: "Do you remember that time I went to the battlefield to earn a rent-exemption certificate and was severely wounded by a Foundation Establishment powerhouse from Black Iron Villa?"

"Zhiyun, do you mean that the Black Iron Villa cultivator leading the team is the same person who wounded you on the battlefield back then?"

"Yes."

Wen Zhiyun nodded.

Chen An raised an eyebrow, thinking that it really was a small world today.

Not only had he encountered an enemy, but even his wives and concubines had as well.

However, even so, Chen An had no intention of seeking revenge for Wen Zhiyun.

It wasn't as if it were a blood feud for killing a father.

It was just being wounded on the battlefield.

A very normal thing.

There was no need to risk taking revenge for Wen Zhiyun because of it.

After all, once things went wrong, it would be total ruin.

Who knew if there were other Foundation Establishment powerhouses hidden among this group of Black Iron Villa cultivators?

As long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about firewood.

At worst, he could wait until he was stronger in the future to go to Black Iron Villa and take revenge for Wen Zhiyun.

Thinking this to himself.

Chen An urged his three wives and concubines: "Alright, let's leave quickly, lest complications arise."

"Mm, I will listen to my husband."

Wen Zhiyun said as she put down the Thousand Mile Mirror; although she wanted to seek revenge against the other party in her heart, from a rational standpoint, this was very unreasonable.

If she really took revenge, it would only be a moment of gratification.

But if they capsized in the gutter, it would be total ruin.

"Sister Wen, could you lend me the Thousand Mile Mirror for a moment? I want to see that group of Black Iron Villa cultivators."

Song Huaying's curiosity was restless again, and she asked Wen Zhiyun in a small voice.

Wen Zhiyun did not mind; just taking a look would not take much time, so she handed the Thousand Mile Mirror to Song Huaying and smiled, saying, "Ying, take it and look."

"Thank you, Sister Wen!"

Song Huaying smiled and took the Thousand Mile Mirror.

Afterwards, following the direction Wen Zhiyun pointed, she saw that group of Black Iron Villa cultivators through the Thousand Mile Mirror.

It would have been fine if she hadn't looked, but once she did, she was instantly stunned.

Then, the next second, she said with a momentary loss of emotional control:

"Hu, Husband, it, it is that cultivator, he is the one who, who..."

Song Huaying's body trembled instinctively, and the Thousand Mile Mirror in her hand slipped and fell to the ground; she wanted to continue speaking, but suddenly felt so distressed she could not make a sound.

Seeing this, Chen An hurriedly asked, "Ying, what is wrong?"

Song Huaying's eyes instantly moistened, her emotions highly unstable, and she said with a hint of sobbing, "Husband, the cultivator who destroyed my Song family, he, he is among that group of Black Iron Villa cultivators..."

Hearing this, Chen An frowned, stepped forward to gently wipe away her tears, and asked, "Which one is it? Tell your husband."

"It, it is the one in the middle of the group with a face full of stubble."

Song Huaying said with a sobbing voice.

After finishing, seeing that Chen An seemed to have the intention of avenging her, she immediately sobbed and said:

"Hu, Husband, let us leave quickly."

She did want to take revenge, but at this moment, her reason was not completely swayed by her emotions; she knew what should and should not be done.

She could not let her husband take risks because of her own selfish desires.

Chen An wiped Song Huaying's tears again and said in a calm voice, "We will leave after killing your enemy."

Wen Zhiyun, who was to the side, heard this and wanted to urge Chen An not to be impulsive, but upon seeing Song Huaying's heartbroken appearance, she ultimately swallowed her words and could not speak.

Chen An picked up the Thousand Mile Mirror from the ground, placed it in Song Huaying's hand, and said with a calm expression, "Ying, use this Thousand Mile Mirror to watch carefully, and see how your husband performs a Hundred-Meter Piercing Poplar to avenge you."

"Husband..."

"Do not look at your husband; use the Thousand Mile Mirror to look at the enemy who destroyed your clan."

As Chen An spoke, he lifted Song Huaying's arm, placed the Thousand Mile Mirror before her eyes, and aimed it toward the Black Iron Villa's group.

After everything was ready.

Chen An channeled all his Spirit Power to his fingers, intending to stand here and execute a Gold Light Projection to shoot and kill that stubbled male cultivator from a distance of several hundred meters.

But just as the Gold Light was about to be shot out, he suddenly withdrew his Spirit Power.

He took the Thousand Mile Mirror from Song Huaying's hand and instead handed it to Wen Zhiyun, who was to the side, saying:

"Yun, you use the Thousand Mile Mirror; I will first help you kill that Black Iron Villa Elder to take revenge, then I will go and capture Ying's enemy back for Ying to deal with personally."

"Husband, will this be too risky?"

Wen Zhiyun was somewhat worried.

Chen An only said, "Quickly use the Thousand Mile Mirror to watch your enemy; I am going to act."

Wen Zhiyun pursed her lips, stopped speaking, and silently watched that Black Iron Villa Elder through the Thousand Mile Mirror.

"Yun, do you see him?"

"I see him."

"Then watch closely, your husband is going to act."

As soon as the words fell, the Gold Light on Chen An's fingertip suddenly let out a "hum" and violently shot out, aiming directly at the center of the Black Iron Villa Elder's brow.

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