Chapter 310: The Mountain Rain is About to Come, the Wind Sweeps Through the Building

Terror appeared in the Little Mute's eyes, and his body trembled, wanting to struggle, but Xu Qing's right hand was like an iron clamp, firmly gripping his neck, making his struggles futile.

And the huge gap in cultivation base also meant he had no possibility of resistance.

Even if... he was already close to Foundation Establishment.

The reason it was said to be "close to" was that the Little Mute's cultivation base was very strange, in a state between Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment, as if the Foundation Establishment process hadn't ended.

This place was a busy market, and there were many pedestrians around, as well as many disciples from the Seven Blood Eyes and other sects. But when everyone saw Xu Qing and the Little Mute, their expressions tightened. Mortals retreated, while cultivators lowered their heads to pay respects to Xu Qing.

With Xu Qing's current status in the Eight Sect Alliance, let alone him grabbing a disciple by the neck, even if he killed someone in the street, there wouldn't be any trouble.

At most, he would just be reprimanded, and even if he had the slightest bit of reason, there wouldn't even be a reprimand.

After all, to a certain extent, he already represented the disciples of this generation of the Eight Sect Alliance.

Xu Qing looked coldly at the Little Mute. He remembered that when he was patrolling the river before, the Little Mute was at the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, about to step into Foundation Establishment. Now, he was in this state. Connecting this to what he had seen earlier with the Ghost Emperor Mountain in his eyes, an answer surfaced in Xu Qing's mind.

He was certain that the person before him was just an empty shell; the soul inside was definitely not the Little Mute.

Seeing that this person wouldn't speak, Xu Qing carried the Little Mute and flew straight toward the berth.

After arriving, he took out his magic ship that still had one self-destruct power left. The moment he stepped into the cabin, dark soul fire radiated from Xu Qing's hand and surged directly into the Little Mute's body along his neck.

The next moment, a shrill wailing sound came from the Little Mute's mouth. His body weakened visibly, and amidst violent trembling, his soul was extracted by Xu Qing's dark soul fire.

This soul was different from the Little Mute's appearance; it was a black mist that constantly changed shape, emitting an evil aura, and even more, a thick, pervasive alien quality, as if it wanted to pollute everything in all directions.

But under Xu Qing's dark soul fire, it could only tremble. And the next instant, as Xu Qing's shadow spread out, opening its eyes and revealing a hunger to devour, this soul shuddered even more violently.

In the end, with one inhalation from Xu Qing, this soul was integrated into his body and directly suppressed in his 61st magic aperture. As the fire of magic power burned and refined it, the Little Mute's body trembled, and the familiar charm of Xu Qing slowly appeared in his eyes.

Xu Qing was expressionless and let go of his hand.

The Little Mute's body landed on the ground, breathing rapidly and looking somewhat confused. But soon, he seemed to recall something, his expression turned gloomy, and malevolent Qi appeared in his eyes.

Then he knelt down to Xu Qing, kowtowed three times, and looked at Xu Qing with gratitude when he raised his head.

Xu Qing carefully examined the Little Mute and spoke indifferently.

"What happened?"

The Little Mute immediately took out a jade slip, quickly imprinted it, and respectfully handed it to Xu Qing with both hands. After Xu Qing took it, he looked down at his body, which no longer had the fur coat, and was clearly somewhat uncomfortable.

"Go change into it." After Xu Qing spoke calmly, the Little Mute immediately took out his old dog-skin coat from his storage bag and put it on. Only then did his expression become at ease, and he squatted there, silently waiting for Xu Qing's instructions.

Xu Qing checked the jade slip and soon learned the reason for the matter.

Everything was because of the Little Mute's Foundation Establishment.

When a cultivator undergoes Foundation Establishment, great terror descends, so they need to rent a shelter from the sect and use the lamps there to protect themselves.

The Little Mute had indeed done so, but he himself was strange, with perception far beyond the ordinary, acute to the extreme. This terrible intuition was very helpful to him on weekdays; even the existence of the shadow could be felt by him.

It was just that... at the moment of Foundation Establishment, it became a huge flaw for him. His intuition and sharpness were like a bright, dazzling torch, not only attracting more unknown existences but also making it easier for those existences to occupy him.

Thus, he encountered the great terror during Foundation Establishment and was pounced upon by those black shadows existing in another world. One of them even possessed him, suppressed the Little Mute's soul, and almost possessed him.

If Xu Qing hadn't seen it, I'm afraid that after a period of time, the Little Mute's own soul would have been integrated and devoured. At that time... it would be very difficult for any flaws to appear, and it would be even more difficult for outsiders to notice.

Xu Qing pondered, sweeping his gaze over the Little Mute, who was kneeling there, weak but with a calm expression. He recalled the Little Mute's various performances in the past; to a certain extent, this could actually be considered his direct subordinate.

After all, from the very beginning, the Little Mute had frequently shown signs of wanting to follow him, and later he had worked extremely hard in the department where he served.

Thus, Xu Qing withdrew his gaze and spoke indifferently.

"Stay here with me and undergo Foundation Establishment."

The Little Mute's eyes lit up, and without any hesitation, he immediately sat down cross-legged.

In his cognition, although Foundation Establishment contained great terror, it seemed that as long as Xu Qing was there, he wouldn't be afraid of any terrifying things.

So, while sitting cross-legged, the Little Mute soon breathed evenly, his cultivation base gradually circulated, and the outside world gradually reached late night.

Xu Qing was also meditating until the third watch, when he opened his eyes and looked at the Little Mute.

At this moment, the tide in the Little Mute's body was spreading, and he was searching for magic apertures, while yin winds blew from all around.

Xu Qing's expression was as usual. The canopy above his head flashed suddenly, and the large black umbrella quickly materialized. With a wave of his hand, the large black umbrella moved to the top of the Little Mute's head and suppressed downward, immediately shrouding the Little Mute in light.

The protective power immediately spread out, and the surroundings suddenly became bright. Bursts of shrill, miserable screams, which the ears couldn't hear but the heart could perceive, came from all around.

That was the sound of countless black shadows retreating rapidly in the suddenly lit firelight of the black umbrella.

But before they could completely escape, Xu Qing's shadow moved suddenly, spreading in all directions and turning into large mouths, devouring them crazily. With the sound of chewing, most of these black shadows were swallowed by the shadow.

Xu Qing was thoughtful. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the remaining black shadows. These black shadows couldn't struggle free at all and were immediately grabbed by Xu Qing, integrated into his body, and suppressed in his 62nd magic aperture.

In an instant, the suppression power of the 61st magic aperture was complete.

"This works too?" Xu Qing's eyes lit up. The shadow on the side felt somewhat aggrieved; it felt that its food had been snatched away by the Xu Demon, but it didn't dare to show it and could only silently close its large mouth.

Xu Qing's eyes revealed a strange light. After pondering, his heart moved, and the light of the large black umbrella became restrained. Its protective power didn't disappear but was no longer revealed.

However, by doing this, the light of the life lamp wouldn't cause harm to the black shadows in the surroundings. Thus, soon, the black shadows surrounded the surroundings again. Amidst the gusts of yin wind, these black shadows seemed not to have much intelligence and, driven by instinctive greed, rushed straight toward the Little Mute.

But waiting for them was Xu Qing's dark soul fire with a wave of his hand.

This fire expanded suddenly and swept across the surroundings, shrouding all the black shadows around. With one roll, they were all swept into Xu Qing's body and quickly landed on the 62nd magic aperture. The next moment, the 62nd magic aperture was directly complete.

Xu Qing was joyful in his heart. He didn't expect this method to have such a miraculous effect. This was much easier and simpler than going out to kill and absorb. As long as the Little Mute was undergoing Foundation Establishment, these black shadows attracted would be endless.

Just like that, time passed.

One night passed, and Xu Qing's mood was incomparably joyful. In one night, the number of his magic apertures with suppressed souls went from 62 to 73.

Such speed made Xu Qing quite satisfied when looking at the Little Mute.

Especially since the Little Mute's tide hadn't ended, and looking at his appearance, it would continue for several more days. Xu Qing weighed it in his heart and felt that this time, he had a high probability of suppressing souls in all 120 magic apertures.

Occasionally, Xu Qing would even encounter the arrival of that great terror. After that great terror reflected the Ghost Emperor Mountain in his eyes, he saw it very clearly. It was a giant black shadow much larger than the black shadows he had suppressed.

Its form was not a mist, but materialized into various strange shapes. For example, what appeared in Xu Qing's perception at this moment was a huge black fish.

This fish's figure was hundreds of feet long. After being attracted, it circled around the surroundings and finally seemed unable to endure, rushing close. At the moment it approached, Xu Qing took a step and appeared beside the Little Mute, his right hand raised and pressed down suddenly.

The black fish shuddered and wanted to retreat, but it was too late. The eruption of the dark soul fire was like a huge net, directly shrouding the big fish. With a sudden contraction, cold soul power surged into Xu Qing's body along the fire.

It was suppressed in the 74th magic aperture, making this magic aperture perfect.

Xu Qing was satisfied, sat down cross-legged, and continued to wait.

This time, the Little Mute's Foundation Establishment, because it had already been half-completed before, didn't last too long. His tide time was only seven days.

Even so, it was enough for Xu Qing to fish. After all, in the perception of those black shadows, the Little Mute was like a bright lamp in the dark night, full of attraction.

Thus, soon, Xu Qing's complete magic apertures reached more than 80, then more than 90, until the sixth day, when he successfully suppressed souls in all 120 magic apertures of his body!

But Xu Qing didn't end it, because the souls suppressed in the magic apertures could be replaced by better souls. So on the seventh day, Xu Qing continued, successfully replacing three big black shadows into his body.

And as the Little Mute's tide perception of magic apertures ended, he began the true opening of Foundation Establishment, and those black shadows completely dissipated and no longer came.

Xu Qing was regretful, but more satisfied.

As for the Little Mute, on a drizzly night on the ninth day, he opened his eyes. A magic aperture opened in his body, emitting magic power fluctuations. He successfully stepped into Foundation Establishment!

After feeling his cultivation base, the Little Mute knelt down to Xu Qing excitedly and kowtowed again.

Xu Qing looked at the Little Mute and spoke calmly.

"You can learn the Malevolent Fire Soul Devouring. You must open a cluster of life fire as soon as possible, because... a Foundation Establishment without the Profound Radiance State is just a walking chicken."

"Only by forming the first cluster of life fire and opening the Profound Radiance State can you be considered a true Foundation Establishment cultivator."

The Little Mute kowtowed heavily with a "bang," and determination appeared in his eyes.

At the same time, outside the Eight Sect Alliance, in the forest of the Taisi Due Mountain, not very far away, beside a lonely grave, in the cold rain of the dark night, two figures were walking slowly from the grave in the rain.

The surroundings were quiet, without any sound, as if their arrival made all living things afraid to make a sound. Only the sound of the rain, carrying a slight chill, was looming.

These two figures were both wearing pitch-black robes, covering their heads, revealing only the mask—that face of a god—inside the robes.

The mask emitted an aura that made people panic and uneasy, permeating the surroundings, causing the void where these two figures passed to distort.

Looking from afar, in the rainy night, they looked like gods walking in the human world.

All existences encountered on the way, regardless of their cultivation base, could not perceive or see them clearly at all due to the difference in life levels.

These two were exactly the Night Dove of the Candlelight and its master.

"The Eight Sect Alliance is almost here. Is the person who invited us to watch the performance ready?" The person in black walking in front, under the mask, emitted a young man's voice.

"Master, he is ready." ===== CHAPTER 311 =====