Chapter 109: Unbearable

"Ah!"

A painful scream from Feng Qingyun echoed from the three-meter-deep pit.

Facing the giant boulder, Feng Qingyun felt no fear at all; he didn't even dodge. The long sword in his hand was a Rank 3 rune weapon, capable of easily cleaving it open without even needing to condense his astral qi.

Yet facing the raging fire, he was originally unafraid too, but within this narrow pit, there was nowhere to dodge. As the fire descended upon him, he could only explode his astral qi to protect himself.

Unfortunately, his cultivation was only at the General Seventh Layer, his astral qi not yet penetrating his entire network of meridians, unable to cover his whole body.

Thus, even though he fully exploded his body-covering astral qi, some of his clothes were still touched by the fire; a single spark started a prairie fire, and it quickly spread over his entire body.

Feng Qingyun was terrified beyond measure, the astral qi around his body shaking wildly as he tried to shake the flames out, but just as he extinguished one patch, more fire appeared overhead, crashing down in wave after wave, along with choking white smoke.

He wanted to leap out of the pit amidst the fire, but the moment this thought arose, another giant boulder crashed down from above.

This time, Feng Qingyun couldn't even cleave the boulder; he was struck directly, instantly leaving him dizzy and groggy, though fortunately his astral qi protected him, otherwise his head would have exploded on the spot.

Unable to jump out of the pit, with continuous fire, white smoke, and boulders crashing down, Feng Qingyun quickly became a human torch; his clothes had long since burned away, every inch of his skin was burning, in unbearable pain.

He knew he had fallen into a trap; someone wanted to kill him, setting a trap to kill him, but he didn't know who.

"Ah... Ah Hu!"

Feng Qingyun screamed again, trying to call his beast companion, the Shadow Tiger, to save him, but the Shadow Tiger did not appear, only roaring continuously.

This fool!

I'm being killed by you!

Feng Qingyun was desperate; he knew he was doomed.

Above the pit, Cang Luo, with a ferocious expression, lifted a pre-prepared boulder the size of a washbasin and smashed it into the pit with reckless abandon.

Cang Luo and Feng Qingyun had no grudge, didn't even know each other, and had never met face to face.

But here and now, Feng Qingyun must die!

Die as a stepping stone on his path of cultivation.

No, I am executing justice for Heaven, killing a criminal who attempted to molest a young lady on behalf of the heavens.

Cang Luo kept smashing, finding an excuse for himself to reduce some of his guilt...

To the side, the Fire-Eating Wolf Erha was also desperately spewing fire into the pit; Cang Luo had told it not to hold back, to spew until it died.

Thus, Erha's wolf mouth developed blisters.

Severe internal heat!

Cang Luo transmitted a voice to comfort it: "It's fine, I'll get some cooling tea for you to drink later..."

About seven or eight meters away from the pit, Shangyi Huimeizi, whose lower body was pinned by the corpse of the Shadow Tiger, currently wore an expression of extreme anxiety, very nervous.

With her back to Cang Luo, she held Cang Luo's phone in her hand, frantically fumbling, occasionally glancing back to steal a look at Cang Luo, fearing he would discover she had unauthorizedly used his message-transmitting treasure.

What kind of treasure is this?!

Not only could it record text and images, but it could also transmit text and images outward, serving as a means of voice transmission.

Now, it could even summon the roar of the Shadow Tiger!

Shangyi Huimeizi was thoroughly shocked; she fiddled with the message-transmitting treasure repeatedly and found two raised bumps on its side that could be pressed.

One bump was long, the other short; she thought for a moment, then finally couldn't resist pressing the short one.

After pressing it, the mirror-like side of the message-transmitting treasure suddenly lit up; she was startled, nearly dropping it from her hand.

After one side of the message-transmitting treasure lit up, Shangyi Huimeizi saw an image, along with several strange symbols and Huaxia characters.

The image was actually the lock-screen wallpaper, a photo of Cang Luo and Xiang Xiang Yunjiao; the symbols and Huaxia characters were the time and date. Since Arabic numerals had not appeared in the Yuanwu Continent, Shangyi Huimeizi did not recognize them.

Shangyi Huimeizi stared at Xiang Xiang Yunjiao in the image for a few moments; who was this woman? What was her relationship with Lord Cang? Lovers?

Could she also have a message-transmitting treasure?

Shangyi Huimeizi felt it was very likely, but she didn't think much of it; she simply memorized Xiang Xiang Yunjiao's appearance, then recalled how Cang Luo operated the phone, and thus touched the screen with her finger.

As a result, she accidentally swiped out the numeric unlock interface.

Shangyi Huimeizi panicked, thinking she had triggered something terrible, and dared not touch it again; ten seconds later, the phone screen went dark.

Shangyi Huimeizi furrowed her embroidered brows, wanting to press the power key again, but then remembered there was a longer bump she could press, so she pressed the volume down button.

As a result, the looping tiger roar suddenly decreased in volume.

Shangyi Huimeizi was immediately alarmed, quickly glancing back at Cang Luo; fortunately, the change in sound wasn't significant; Lord Cang probably hadn't noticed, right?

Now, Shangyi Huimeizi knew what the function of that longer bump was; it was to control the volume of the Shadow Tiger's roar.

She dared not press it again, fearing Cang Luo would discover her, so she pressed the shorter bump, which was the power key.

The screen lit up again, the image of Cang Luo and Xiang Xiang Yunjiao reappeared, and she noticed the symbols in the center of the image seemed to have changed slightly.

Not looking at the symbols, Shangyi Huimeizi tried swiping the screen again; this time, she swiped out the camera, startling her again, but this time she calmed down very quickly.

After the camera opened, Shangyi Huimeizi finally understood how the message-transmitting treasure in her hand recorded images.

She discovered that the back of the message-transmitting treasure seemed to have something like an eye; wherever that eye looked, everything would be recorded by the message-transmitting treasure as an image.

She was too shocked! Too overwhelmed!

How exactly was this done?

Shangyi Huimeizi couldn't figure it out and continued fumbling; during the process, she accidentally pressed the capture button, entering burst mode, but because the scene flashed by instantly, she didn't notice.

Among them were several photos of her with wide eyes, taken while she was flipping the phone; she was completely unaware of this.

After fumbling for a while, she discovered the shorter bump was the switch for the message-transmitting treasure; press it, and the treasure lights up; press it again, and the treasure turns off.

After learning how to turn the message-transmitting treasure on and off, Shangyi Huimeizi began to study how the treasure transmitted messages, and wanted to see how many secrets were hidden inside the message-transmitting treasure.

Unfortunately, the phone was not unlocked; no matter how much she fumbled, she could only switch endlessly between the camera interface and the unlock interface.

Shangyi Huimeizi wore a solemn expression, unable to find the answer.

After another round of chaotic operations, she pressed randomly on the unlock interface, triggering a failed unlock; the phone immediately vibrated.

There is a restriction!

Shangyi Huimeizi was instantly terrified, her heart pounding; she thought the communication treasure had a forbidden array set up, that she had accidentally triggered it, so she quickly put the mobile phone back in its original place.

After a while, she found the communication treasure seemed to have no reaction, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

But she dared not touch it again, so she pretended nothing had happened, watching Cang Luo and the Fire-Devouring Wolf as they buried Feng Qingyun alive in the pit.

Lord Cang probably hasn't noticed, right?

Shangyi Huimeizi thought her secret inspection of Cang Luo's mobile phone had gone unnoticed, not realizing her own mistaken operation had already taken a photo, leaving behind complete evidence.

Moreover, Cang Luo had actually discovered it long ago; every one of her moves was under satellite surveillance.

Cang Luo thought he could have some fun teasing her later.

After a while, Cang Luo noticed Feng Qingyun in the trap had stopped screaming; using the satellite to check, he found the man was completely dead, burned into a lump of black charcoal.

"Phew!"

Cang Luo let out a long breath, muttering to himself: "He died just like that? A martial artist with a Martial General seventh-layer cultivation was killed by me so easily!"

Cang Luo suddenly felt that killing low-level martial artists was too easy; martial artists with Wu Shi, Martial General, and Martial Master cultivations have weak Yuan Consciousness, cannot perceive their surrounding environment and targets, and are easily outmaneuvered.

A mere bait, a mere trap, had easily killed Feng Qingyun.

However, Cang Luo felt no pride; instead, he gained a sense of vigilance. He knew this method was only suitable for dealing with low-level martial artists; if he used this method against a martial artist with Martial Spirit cultivation, he wouldn't even know how he died.

Just now, he had been hiding behind a giant cedar; if Feng Qingyun had Martial Spirit cultivation, the moment he approached the perception range of Yuan Consciousness, he would have been discovered, and then a stream of astral qi would surely have been shot out...

Furthermore, if Feng Qingyun had been just a bit more cautious, not blinded by lust, he should have discovered the Shadow Tiger was long dead, that the tiger's roar was emitted by something else, and thus would not have fallen for the trap.

While Cang Luo was summarizing his experience, over there, Shangyi Huimeizi had already crawled out from under the Shadow Tiger and was jogging over, still holding Cang Luo's mobile phone in her hand.

She first glanced at Feng Qingyun in the trap; seeing his miserable state, her expression changed slightly, and at the same time, she breathed a sigh of relief.

He is dead, so I am safe.

Not looking at the dead man anymore, she used both hands to hand the mobile phone to Cang Luo. Her heart was slightly uneasy, but her face showed shock and admiration as she said: "Lord Cang is mighty; to calculate and kill a Martial General powerhouse with Wu Shi cultivation, I am deeply impressed. Truly, the genius disciple of the Profound Heaven Gate..."

After praising him a few times, and waiting for Cang Luo to retrieve the communication treasure, she couldn't help but ask: "Lord Cang, what exactly is this treasure? It can project images and also emit roars similar to the Shadow Tiger..."

In my opinion, it shouldn't be a simple 'Beast Bestiary', right?"

Shangyi Huimeizi stood on her tiptoes, stretching her neck to watch Cang Luo fiddle with the communication treasure. She wanted to step closer to see exactly how he removed the forbidden array, yet she dared not advance, fearing she would arouse suspicion.

Her stretching her neck and widening her eyes made Cang Luo find it a bit funny, but he held it back.

However, after opening the photo album, Cang Luo finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Shangyi Huimeizi's heart skipped a beat; had Lord Cang discovered her? She asked nervously: "Why did Lord Cang suddenly laugh?"

Cang Luo laughed for a while, then, with a dark face, turned the mobile phone screen towards Shangyi Huimeizi.

Shangyi Huimeizi took one look and discovered that she herself had been recorded as a portrait by the communication treasure; she was instantly terrified, but soon, the terror turned into embarrassment.

She found her portrait was simply, simply unbearable to show anyone; it was too shameful.

Ninety percent of the entire portrait was her face, making her face look huge, like a washbasin, and she was staring foolishly with wide eyes...

Looking at her portrait, Shangyi Huimeizi suddenly realized the truth and immediately bowed ninety degrees: "Lord Cang, I am sorry! I... I was simply too curious, so I couldn't help but play with it."

While apologizing, Shangyi Huimeizi performed vigorous melon-shaking exercises.

Cang Luo still wore a dark face, looking very angry; of course, he wasn't truly angry; he just wanted to watch the melon-shaking exercises a bit longer.

Cang Luo watched for a while... and then watched for a while longer.

Finally, when his little brother could barely stand it, he stopped her: "Stop quickly, I do not blame you."

Hearing this, Shangyi Huimeizi immediately stopped the melon-shaking exercises. She was about to say something but noticed the subtle changes in Cang Luo's body.

She naturally knew what this change meant; instantly, her face flushed with shame. She hurriedly pulled at her already tattered clothes to barely cover herself, yet a large expanse of spring scenery still leaked out.

Facing Cang Luo's fiery gaze, Shangyi Huimeizi felt somewhat constrained, but the next second, she suddenly stood straight, lifted her chest, and boldly displayed her graceful figure before Cang Luo.

At this moment, she made a decision: even if she had to sacrifice her body, she must obtain the secret of the communication treasure!

Which was more important, her own body or the rise of the Eastern Sea? Shangyi Huimeizi made the judgment instantly.