Chapter 273: The Fourth Divine Son

The purpose of planting Death Spirit Fire is to prevent powerful practitioners of thought power from soul-searching and leaking secrets.

Young hidden people of the Nine Li Hidden Sect who go out to perform missions must also have Death Spirit Fire planted.

With the power and mystery of the Twin Rice Cult, the Death Spirit Fire planted in the bodies of Dao Seed Realm members is absolutely no small matter and would not allow core secrets to be leaked. Even if a Holy Spirit Thought Master were to take action to soul-search, it would most likely be in vain.

Yet this red-clad woman before him had actually managed to investigate things even while the Death Spirit Fire was burning their bodies. Shi Jiuzhai stood against the wall, watching the man and woman in the distance, no longer daring to have the slightest bit of contempt for Li Youyi in his heart.

Although this God-Hidden person's martial path had been crippled, the hidden power he possessed was still terrifying.

Perhaps in the near future, he could once again amaze the world as a powerful thought practitioner and legendary insect controller.

It was just unknown whether he could catch up to the ten people who had gone to the Crossing Tribulation Temple to cultivate.

This was destined to be a difficult road of pursuit!

Lakeside.

Chan Hai Guan Wu's skin glowed white in the night, her beautiful hair had an unusual luster, and rosy light swirled around her entire body, mysterious and hazy, as she spoke in a pleasant tone: "Rice People are grown from Benevolent Rice."

"The history of Benevolent Rice is incomparably long; in the ancient records of various living realms, it first appeared about six hundred thousand years ago."

"It is said that it originally came from the depths of the Dead Realm, the rations of the supreme existence of the world of the dead, and later gradually flowed into the living realms and was widely planted."

"Therefore, the time that Benevolent Rice has existed should far exceed six hundred thousand years; it is just that the years are too long, the ancient times have become blurred, and the books have turned to dust."

"Because the Lingxiao Living Realm is close to the Blood Sea, the underground is full of flowing blood rivers, which are the best fertile fields for the growth of Rice People."

"Therefore, the Rice People have always wanted to take this vast and fertile land and reclaim the entire living realm into rice fields for cultivating their offspring."

"Precisely because of this, for thousands of years, the Lingxiao Living Realm has prohibited the planting of Benevolent Rice, aside from concerns about humanity and ethics. What they fear most is the terrifying reproductive ability of the Rice People and their ambition for this land, which has not faded from ancient times to the present."

"But even a thousand years ago, the forces secretly planting Benevolent Rice in the Lingxiao Living Realm were countless and could not be banned at all. It was just that with the control of the imperial court, it was difficult for the Rice People to grow strong and impossible for them to appear in the open; the lid of the Pandora's box of disaster had always been pressed down tightly."

Speaking to this point, Chan Hai Guan Wu sighed softly, her eyes looking toward the north.

That was the direction of Lingxiao City!

Li Youyi had once heard Zhao Zhizhuo talk about it, and he had also gone to understand it himself; the major forces in the world had long since begun to plant Benevolent Rice on a large scale.

First, to select talented cultivation talents from among them, used for training dead soldiers, soldiers, and retainers.

Second, used for population replenishment. After all, the wars of martial path powerhouses had a very high mortality rate, fields needed people to plow, and mines needed people to excavate.

Third, those without cultivation talent were treated as resources and commodities to be sold, as slaves and servants, as cattle and horses, or as playthings on the beds of martial path powerhouses. This was because there would not be many disputes over the buying and selling of Rice People.

Even some brutal rebel armies would use Rice People to feed their exotic beast mounts.

When one type of person treats another type of person as food or objectifies them, the problems of human ethics and humanity will be infinitely magnified. Contradictions and hatred, distortion and extremism, then breed in the shadows where no one notices.

Chan Hai Guan Wu said: "Your friend did indeed follow Wang Zhi and Yang Qingxi and left the Qiuzhou Prefecture City. In Wang Zhi's memory, they should have arrived at a place called Green Clothes Town, located about two hundred miles north of the Qiuzhou Prefecture City."

"Green Clothes Town."

Li Youyi remembered this place.

"Do you need me to make a trip?" Shi Jiuzhai asked.

Li Youyi shook his head and said: "It's too dangerous; I have a better candidate."

"Then I will have more contact with people of the evil path for a period of time to collect more information about the Twin Rice Cult."

Shi Jiuzhai sniffed hard, leaped up, landed on the top of the courtyard wall, and looked at the night outside, somewhat nervous: "It's the scent of white roses emanating from that slut Shi Qiqing's body; I'm afraid the whole block will be full of spring tonight. She must have done something to me and has already found her way nearby!"

Li Youyi smiled: "Brother Nine seems to be a bit afraid of her."

"This is a woman who even made Shi Liuyu smell the scent and flee... I'll go and hold her off. Although the Nine Li Tribe and the Earth Wolf King Army are currently in a cooperative relationship, if she discovers that the two of us are meeting in private, it's inevitable she will be suspicious." Shi Jiuzhai said.

"Go ahead, I'll handle these two corpses. Regarding the Twin Rice Cult, you have Hidden Two inform the Hidden Lord."

After Shi Jiuzhai left, Li Youyi sniffed hard.

In the air, there was indeed a sweet fragrance.

After sniffing it, many lascivious images appeared in his mind, his heartbeat accelerated, and he looked at Chan Hai Guan Wu beside him, feeling much less wary and respectful, and an impulse to pull her into his arms arose.

On the rockery in the distance, Li Ling, who was keeping watch, was also breathing rapidly, her jade cheeks flushed.

"What a powerful scent of white roses!"

Li Youyi hurriedly performed the Jade Void Breathing Method, his brain instantly becoming clear and wise, suppressing the distracting thoughts.

Early the next morning, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

The Azure Cloud Carriage Firm was filled with figures in black, all silent, the atmosphere murderous.

Wang Shu, the Fourth Divine Son of the Twin Rice Cult, wearing a golden mask that only covered the upper half of his face, stood beside the two charred corpses, his calm gaze looking toward the shattered small building nearby.

"Swish!"

A figure flashed.

He appeared in the building as if teleporting, his pupils turning blood-colored.

Instantly, the entire world was revealed in minute detail, even the dust on the ground could be counted grain by grain.

The footprints where Shi Jiuzhai stood last night, the way Wang Zhi smashed through the wall, were all restored one by one in his mind.

The next moment, the Fourth Divine Son appeared on the street where Wang Zhi and Li Youyi had fought; the deep grooves on the ground were still there, and various traces were strung together into images in his consciousness.

Returning to the Azure Cloud Carriage Firm, he checked the two corpses again, and he already had a clear idea in his heart.

An old man in a black robe used the Golden Escape Dao Technique, and with a flash of golden light, he appeared beside the Fourth Divine Son, the skin on his body rapidly recovering from a metallic state to a flesh-and-blood state.

His head and face were completely covered by a hood, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Have you found out the result, who did it? The Azure Cloud Carriage Firm is an important intelligence stronghold for us."

The Fourth Divine Son's tone was cold: "You are the one responsible for the affairs of the Qiuzhou Prefecture City; I just arrived in the city."

The black-robed old man squatted down to check.

"No need to check, it was done by that God-Hidden person from the Nine Li Hidden Sect; it must be that the Sui Sect and Yang Qingxi leaked a flaw, and someone found their way here." The Fourth Divine Son said.

The black-robed old man said: "Is that God-Hidden person preparing to regroup, having already walked out of the shadow of decadence?"

"Anyone who possesses seven monarch-level exotic insects can rebuild their confidence; this should be his last trump card. It's laughable to think that the Divine Cult wanted to capture him, but was instead killed by him first, losing two Dao Seed Realm powerhouses. You can explain this matter to the Southern Venerable yourself!" The Fourth Divine Son said.

The black-robed old man said: "The Death Spirit Fire in their bodies has already been activated, which shows that the Nine Li Hidden Sect did not ask anything out; the loss is controllable."

"The loss is controllable? My brother died here, and you tell me this is called a controllable loss?"

The Fourth Divine Son took off his mask, revealing a youth's face identical to Wang Zhi's, and added: "I will definitely settle this account with Yang Qingxi. We must take action to capture Li Youyi as soon as possible; don't say again that Peach Plum Mountain is a forbidden area; he cannot stay on the mountain forever. If the Nine Li Hidden Sect dares to be an enemy of the Divine Cult, then let them pay a price as well; behead a few of their hidden people."

The black-robed old man was not afraid of this Fourth Divine Son; the Divine Son only had high talent and high status, but his cultivation base was not as good as his.

Prodigies of the successor level within sixty years can be ranked as Divine Sons and Divine Daughters.

The higher the cultivation base, the higher the ranking.

The reason why this Fourth Divine Son was targeting Yang Qingxi.

Was because, as the Sixth Divine Daughter of the Dragon Seed Cultivation, Yang Qingxi's cultivation speed had been extremely terrifying in the last half year, already reaching the Second Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm, and she was threatening the status of other Divine Sons and Divine Daughters step by step.

Having suffered heavy losses last night, the black-robed old man was at a disadvantage and could only deal with it carefully. He said: "This is difficult to handle! The Nine Li Hidden Sect is different from other hidden sects; it seems that their numbers are extremely scarce, their selection method is bizarre, and one only hears their names but never sees their people. The Divine Cult has tried many methods but has never been able to infiltrate their interior."

"If it's difficult to handle, then don't handle it... Anyway, the cult is currently short of Dao Seed Realm rice fertilizer."

The Fourth Divine Son checked Wang Zhi's corpse again; the flesh and blood were severely burned, but the bones, Qi Sea, Wind Mansion, and Ancestral Field were not destroyed, and the internal world had not yet perished.

So, he took out a porcelain bottle.

He poured out golden liquid from it.

The golden liquid turned into light rain and sprinkled onto Wang Zhi's charred corpse, actually causing the shriveled corpse to gradually swell up.

This golden liquid was refined from the life spring liquid inside the Benevolent Rice plant that nurtured him and Wang Zhi; at critical moments, it could save their lives.

Of course, the current Wang Zhi was already dead through and through.

It was certainly impossible to save him.

"One body, two lives; ten thousand rice, same root."

The Fourth Divine Son muttered, one hand pressed on Wang Zhi's Ancestral Field, injecting magic power, and the magic power circulated through the entire body along the meridians.

At the same time, he ordered people to cut his own wrists, continuously dripping the blood in his body into the corpse.

As a large amount of blood entered, Wang Zhi, shrouded in golden light, grew new flesh and skin on his charred corpse.

"Snap!"

The charred outer shell fell off, revealing an intact corpse.

The Fourth Divine Son had consumed a lot of blood, losing about one-third, and immediately took a blood pill to replenish it.

Subsequently, he took out a soul jar sealed by runes from his boundary bag and performed a sacrificial ritual that only twins could perform.

The black-robed old man saw that the Fourth Divine Son was going to refine Wang Zhi's corpse into a dead soul servant and puppet substitute to enhance his own combat power.

This was a treatment that only Divine Sons, Divine Daughters, and those above the rank of Elder could enjoy.

What was contained in the soul jar was a powerful dead soul that the Heavenly Principle Hall, the head of the four halls in the cult, had gone to the Dead Realm to suppress. These powerful dead souls were refined into soul seeds.

At this moment, the Fourth Divine Son was planting the soul seed and a soul of his own intent into Wang Zhi's Ancestral Field together.

Using Wang Zhi's corpse as a medium to control that powerful dead soul.

"Whoosh!"

Blood-colored brilliance flowed back and forth within the bodies of the Fourth Divine Son and Wang Zhi's corpse.

When the ritual ended, Wang Zhi on the ground let out a low whistle, actually standing up bizarrely, erupting with an aura that even the black-robed old man was wary of.

Wang Zhi wanted to attack the Fourth Divine Son, but was pressed to his knees by an intent from the latter.

"Leave the affairs here to you! That kid from the Dragon Court has an appointment with me, so I still have to make a trip."

The Fourth Divine Son took Wang Zhi and sank into the ground, performing an Earth Escape Dao Technique to leave.