Chapter 32: Chapter Thirty-Two: Wild Wolf Cultivator

Qing Cong silently added Wei Yuning to the blacklist as well.

Including the laborer Chang Fei and Qing Ge, in less than two days, for the sake of the nearby female cultivator Feng Wu, he has already gained three more targets for revenge. Compared to before, this frequency is a bit too high. His blacklist now totals seventy-six people; thinking of this, he feels a bit excited, yet also a bit weary.

"There are too many clueless people in this world; if this continues, I'll be very busy!" Qing Cong sighed in his heart.

Just then, a clear birdcall rang out again, and the transmitting talisman extending from the cockpit sounded: "Steady yourselves, we're about to land!"

Everyone present is a cultivator, all agile, naturally unafraid of bumps and jolts, but if one accidentally scrapes the seat, it's still somewhat unsightly.

"Just add more seat belts!" Wei Yuning said to Qiu Hu.

"Seat belts, what are those?" Qiu Hu hadn't replied yet, when Thus line: Ye Ying in the middle chimed in again.

Wei Yuning rolled his eyes, automatically ignoring the problem of the big lightbulb Thus line: Ye Ying. Qiu Hu was also curious; she was about to ask when a sensation of weightlessness suddenly appeared.

The spirit vessel began to descend.

The cultivators all grabbed their seats. The "Flowing Cloud" spirit vessel, propelled by the Azure Bird's power and its own weight, surged swiftly diagonally downward. The scenery on the ground rushed up, and the Number Three Primary Beast Pasture at the northern foothills of Guest Arrival Peak of the Cloud Hidden Sect arrived.

The place where the spirit vessel landed was a vast meadow, flat, thick, like a giant green carpet.

A burly man with a beard, wearing neat leather hunting gear, came forward. The man's gait was odd; his tall body leaned slightly forward, and his gaze at people was different—an extremely rude stare.

Two beast trainers first disembarked from the spirit vessel, walked toward the man, and the three embraced warmly; they appeared to be old acquaintances.

Afterwards, Hong Zhi and Yun Yan also disembarked from the spirit vessel, escorted by thirteen close disciples, and walked toward that man. Among the thirteen disciples, besides the twelve who had participated in the competition yesterday, there was also added a female cultivator named Feng Ming.

The other disciples scattered, some in pairs, some in groups of three or five, to admire the nearby scenery. Not far from the meadow lay a huge lake; the lakeside grass was lush, trees clustered, and most disciples headed that way.

Including the laborer Man Niu, the workers had no such leisure; their first task was to unload the supplies they had brought.

"Fellow Daoist Ye Lang, long time no see!" Hong Zhi first greeted with a smile.

Wei Yuning wrinkled his nose; the Ye Lang cultivator smelled awful, reeking of rotten fish and meat, and he couldn't help but feel wary of this coarse fellow before him.

"Haha, long time no see, Mysterious Ice Brother, how have you been lately? This is…" the cultivator called Ye Lang fixed his gaze on Yun Yan.

Wei Yuning was still hearing for the first time that Hong Zhi actually had this title.

"Mysterious Ice? Hong Zhi's martial art is ice-based, a variant of the water system; the name Mysterious Ice fits quite well." Wei Yuning thought.

"This is the Azure Phoenix Sect's immortal maiden Yun Yan!" Hong Zhi said lightly.

"Greetings, maiden; I am the wandering cultivator Ye Lang, and you are truly beautiful!" Ye Lang said earnestly.

"Hello," Yun Yan nodded slightly, then turned her head to Hong Zhi, "Senior brother, the scenery here is nice; let's wander around. Leave the arrangements to the disciples; this also serves as a test for them." It was obvious that Immortal Maiden Yun Yan had little interest in this Ye Lang cultivator; from her expression, the two seemed not to know each other.

"Maiden, Mysterious Ice Brother, if you don't mind, I can be your guide; I know this area best!" Ye Lang took another big step forward, the two now face to face, the distance between them less than a meter.

Wei Yuning could see clearly from the side; he didn't know whether the spirit beast world had a concept of safe social distance, but for earthlings, only very intimate people could do such a thing.

Just then, a chilling cold emanated from Yun Yan's body.

Wei Yuning's divine sense suddenly became dazed; although his eyes were open, he entered a contemplative state, which for him was the first time like this. Reality and the contemplated object coexisted, splitting his mind slightly; after merely a few seconds, he had to close his vision and enter the sight of the Golden Giant Pine.

The uncontrolled Golden Giant Pine clearly displayed the scene in his divine sense into his mind; Yun Yan's immortal maiden's interior remained as the spring-water state seen that day, but unlike that day, her body was enveloped by a cluster of lustrous blue misty gas, from which the chill emanated.

Directly before Yun Yan's immortal maiden was precisely that Ye Lang cultivator. Wei Yuning originally thought the title Ye Lang merely referred to habit, temperament, or fighting style, but he never expected that, in the contemplated object's vision, the Ye Lang cultivator's body actually contained a black wolf; however, this wolf was incomplete—aside from a wolf-shaped skull, the rest of its body was composed of black thick mist, appearing extremely eerie.

The thick mist constantly churned, occasionally leaking out a bit, and the foul stench came precisely from the mist.

"Damn it, what kind of technique is this?" Wei Yuning couldn't help cursing inwardly. Although he had no answer, this didn't prevent him from regarding the other as a monster. Compared to this, the techniques cultivated by the Cloud Hidden Sect disciples are upright and proper; whether in taste or divine sense state, they are far more normal—of course, except for that senior brother Qing Yun.

Uh-oh, it seems he has never yet, through the contemplated object's vision, examined Qing Yun's body.

Thinking of this, Wei Yuning couldn't help turning the contemplated object's vision toward his surroundings; to his disappointment, the bodies of the Azure Phoenix Three Phoenixes and several Cloud Hidden Sect fellow disciples contained normal misty clouds representing various spirit-root colors, while Qiu Hu immortal maiden's position was empty, showing nothing at all.

He again turned his vision toward Yun Yan's immortal maiden; the lustrous blue mist surged toward the Ye Lang cultivator, and the wolf head within the black mist instantly turned ferocious, letting out a silent howl at Yun Yan's immortal maiden.

A strong dizzy feeling came to his head; Wei Yuning withdrew from the contemplated object's vision, opened his eyes, and returned to reality. Through several experiences, he had grasped some patterns: whenever his divine sense receives external stimulation, he may enter the contemplated object's vision, but he cannot actively initiate it; it seems the control of the contemplated object's vision still resides with the Golden Giant Pine.

The Ye Lang cultivator stumbled back with a "deng deng deng" until he stabilized his body about three meters away.

A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he said, "Haha, maiden, your cultivation is profound; since you don't want me, Ye Lang, to be your guide, don't blame me if we run into any wild beasts!" He didn't even greet Hong Zhi, turning and leaving directly.

"Senior brother, how can the Cloud Hidden Sect still have such a coarse person among its disciples?" Yun Yan immortal maiden said with a hint of coquettish annoyance. Due to her innate dislike, she employed a defensive technique, causing Ye Lang to lose face, which made her feel a bit uneasy. After all, the other merely expressed friendliness, without any substantive rude conduct.

"Hehe, junior sister, don't worry. This Ye Lang cultivator is a scattered cultivator hired by the sect, caring only for spirit stones. He's accustomed to living in the wilderness, his nature is coarse; it's he who offended the maiden!" Hong Zhi comforted.

"Really, it's fine? What might he do?"

"This… probably not! In earlier years I had some dealings with him; although he's proud and unyielding, he shouldn't be a reckless person, he knows his limits. If… he really dared to act out, I wouldn't let him off." Hong Zhi comforted.

"With senior brother's guarantee, junior sister thanks you. I just used divine sense to inspect him; this person likely has killed not a few; I hear the voices of wronged souls, fearing that among the dead there may also be cultivators. Although he is a hired person of the Cloud Hidden Sect, caution is still warranted!" Yun Yan's voice was neither loud nor soft; the thirteen attendants behind her heard it.

Hong Zhi's face changed; he exclaimed in surprise, "Killing people? Impossible! Ye Lang cultivator cultivates beast souls; the silver giant wolf is his family's totem, also part of the orthodox lineage—how could he kill?"

"Silver giant wolf? You're joking! Clearly it's an evil, strange black wolf!" Wei Yuning could only say this in his heart; he also hadn't expected that, while he saw these things through the contemplated object, Hong Zhi couldn't see them, and although Yun Yan immortal maiden sensed the abnormality via divine sense, she lacked his direct intuition—apparently, his ability is comparatively rare.