Chapter 720: Holy Soul Village!

"We... we dealt him... a lethal blow..."

Huo Wu was being carried by Poseixi, but she only stared at her own hands, her eyes dull and vacant.

"The things you did yourselves, have you forgotten them so quickly?"

Poseixi said indifferently: "If it weren't for wanting him to deal with you himself, I wouldn't have saved you."

"So, it was all a conspiracy..."

Shui Bing'er suddenly wiped away her tears, looked up, and said: "You... could I please ask you to take us to find him?"

"What? You still want to kill him?" Poseixi frowned.

Shui Bing'er shook her head: "No, that's not it, we were controlled, I want to tell him about this."

"You were controlled?" Poseixi said in surprise.

Huo Wu also realized what was happening: "Yes, please take us to find him! Our Spirits were invaded by Divine Sense during the final Inheritance, and the moment we became gods, we were no longer in control of our own bodies."

"In other words, you never intended to harm him?" Poseixi's expression softened.

Shui Bing'er saw her aged face and couldn't help but feel full of apology: "Sorry, for causing you to lose your life force and become like this..."

"Now is not the time to worry about that," Poseixi shook her head and said worriedly: "Based on what I saw, it can be inferred that there is a group of gods behind this plotting against Qin Jian..."

"You also saw the commotion from the collision of Divine Power just now; Qin Jian should have blocked the Blood Sword and might be fleeing now, but the three of us currently have less than one-tenth of our strength left, so finding him would only be a burden. Therefore, I suggest you recover before going..."

She paused and added: "Also, those hundreds of thousands of evil Spirit Masters from earlier are already heading toward Wuhun City. That is Qin Jian's foundation, so I must find someone to help intercept them; therefore, I must return to Sea God Island now."

"If you have nowhere to recover, I suggest you come with me to Sea God Island."

Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu were silent for a long time.

"Alright... we will go to Sea God Island with you..."

Finally, Shui Bing'er said: "Sorry for the trouble..."

"It's nothing," Poseixi said indifferently: "His situation is difficult, let us all do our best to help him..."

"I still have one last month of time, so..."

She smiled softly: "It's not a waste..."

Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu stared blankly at her, looking at this woman with an aged face, and could no longer say a single word.

Compared to her, they, who had taken action to harm Qin Jian, felt utterly ashamed.

"Bang!"

Qin Jian's figure fell from high in the sky.

He struck the tree trunks several times before finally rolling onto the ground.

"Cough, cough!"

He struggled to prop himself up on the ground, arching his body, as several streaks of blood coughed out from his lips uncontrollably.

"Hum, hum."

The dragon horns on his head flickered lightly, as if unable to be maintained, slowly fading and disappearing.

Subconsciously, Qin Jian said in his mind: "Na'er, I still cannot perfectly control your power. The Creation Power and Destruction Power are not like the Ice Power; even if you place them clearly before me, I still..."

The next moment, he suddenly froze.

That familiar girl's voice did not appear; his mind was dead silent, like a heart that was completely empty.

The heartache stung his whole body like an electric current; he couldn't help but tremble slightly, and an unresolvable sorrow spread in the depths of his eyes.

"Na'er..."

The low, hoarse voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, uncomfortably suffocating.

Qin Jian leaned against a tree trunk, straightened his body bit by bit, and slowly stood up from the ground.

With his strength exhausted and suffering from serious injuries, even walking was an ordeal.

But he could not stay here; the smell of blood would make the forest very dangerous.

He might be able to deter Soul Beasts, but he could not deter wild beasts.

"Rustle, rustle..."

Moving bit by bit through the forest, his luck was not bad, and he did not encounter any danger along the way.

In less than half an hour, his view suddenly opened up; it turned out he had walked to the edge of the forest.

"Eh?"

An elderly figure suddenly walked along the mountain path.

"Young man, were you attacked by wild beasts?"

The old man, carrying a bundle of firewood, stopped and looked over with concern.

Qin Jian's mouth twitched, but he still couldn't manage a kind smile, so he could only say in a hoarse voice: "Bad luck, I got a little hurt."

"Is your home far?"

The old man didn't say a word before coming over to support him, saying kindly: "If it's far to go back, then come to my house to rest for a while; it's not far ahead."

"Then I'll trouble you."

Qin Jian did not decline; he truly needed to find a place to have a good rest now.

"How should I address you, elder?"

Qin Jian was supported as he walked along the forest path.

Don't look at the fact that the old man was still carrying a bundle of firewood; his body was truly in good shape, and he could still walk briskly while supporting him.

"The people in the village all call me Lao Jieke."

The old man laughed heartily.

Qin Jian nodded: "Sorry for the trouble, Grandpa Jieke."

His thoughts suddenly paused; why did this name sound so familiar...

Lao Jieke laughed heartily: "Looking at you, you aren't even 20 yet, right? You look quite handsome, and judging by your clothes, you're from a wealthy family. Why are you up the mountain hunting all by yourself?"

"I didn't get injured hunting," Qin Jian shook his head and said: "I was just passing through."

"You're on a journey, then?"

Lao Jieke immediately filled in a suitable reason for him: "Did you have an urgent matter that made you pass through the mountain forest? And then you had bad luck and ran into a wild beast?"

Qin Jian could only nod.

"Then come to our village and rest for a few days, wait until your wounds scab over before leaving," Lao Jieke said very enthusiastically: "I am the village chief of our village, after all; it's no problem for me to arrange that for you."

Qin Jian's heart stirred: "Grandpa Jieke, which village do you live in?"

"Haha, our village is quite famous in the vicinity."

Mentioning the village, Lao Jieke's old face clearly brightened up a bit: "Our village is Holy Soul Village!"

Qin Jian didn't pay attention at first, then slowly widened his eyes: "Holy Soul Village?"

To think that just by falling, he fell into Tang San's hometown?

No wonder he felt the name Lao Jieke was exceptionally familiar; it turned out to be Holy Soul Village.

"Have you heard of our village's name?"

Lao Jieke felt very honored: "Let me tell you, our village once produced a great figure; he reached the level of a Soul Saint!"

"It rings like thunder in my ears, it rings like thunder in my ears," Qin Jian said repeatedly.

Lao Jieke laughed heartily: "Young man, you really know how to talk. I find you very agreeable; why don't you just stay at my house? I happen to have a spare room."

Qin Jian did not decline: "Sorry for the trouble."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Lao Jieke waved his hands repeatedly.

Soon, the two of them walked out of the mountain forest and arrived at the entrance of Holy Soul Village.

Qin Jian looked at the three large characters "Holy Soul Village" and felt it was quite peculiar.

He had been in this world for many years, yet he had never come here to pay his respects, and he didn't know if the Blind Douluo was still around.

"Grandpa Jieke, does anyone still come to your village to perform martial soul awakenings now?" Qin Jian asked as the thought occurred to him.

Lao Jieke nodded and said: "In the past, it was on and off; we had to wait for the lords from the Spirit Hall to remember to perform martial soul awakenings for remote villages like ours. But ever since that Spirit Judgment Hall was established, I heard they divided it into districts, and every year they must finish awakening the children who have reached the age."

(End of this chapter)