Chapter 210: Inspector Arrives

Over here!

A hoarse voice sounded; it was the special medicine slave who had previously pointed out Lin Xue's formation eye.

Half his body was crushed, blood smeared and sticky, yet he stared fixedly at a boulder the size of a table.

That rock, damn it, was oddly wedged in a collapsed corner, leaving a gap underneath.

Lin Xue scrambled over, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would leap out of her throat.

"Zhang Jun! Zhang Jun, you bastard! Answer me!"

She exerted all her strength trying to push the boulder, but it didn't budge an inch.

"Come on… cough… help…" the special medicine slave shouted, and a few other medicine slaves with some strength stumbled over, exerting all their might.

"Boom——!"

The boulder finally shifted slightly.

Lin Xue hurriedly slipped inside.

The dust choked, making it impossible to keep eyes open.

Then she saw.

Zhang Jun lay there, rubble pressing on him, blood froth at the corner of his mouth, his face as white as paper, but his chest… his chest still showed a faint rise and fall!

"Huff… huff…"

He was still alive!

Lin Xue's legs went weak, and she almost knelt.

Tears streamed down uncontrollably.

Just then, the sky over Wan Yao Gu changed.

The thick, murky green poisonous mist that had long hung over the valley began to visibly thin.

Filaments of sunlight—yes, indeed, it was sunlight!

How many years had it been since I last saw this?

It actually pierced through the layers of miasma, casting dappled light into this dead valley.

Some roadside weeds that had long withered to black like twigs actually showed faint hints of new green at the leaf edges, like… like the tender shoots just sprouting in San Francisco spring, brimming with unbelievable vitality.

Could this be… the rain has cleared?

Lin Xue had no time to worry about that now.

"Shadow" organization's strongholds were now bustling.

When the core device on the altar failed, the Energy Supply cut off with a 'click'.

Many mechanisms and Mountain‑Suppressing Stone Beasts sustained by that evil heretical power instantly stopped working.

The remaining black‑routed lackeys ran about like headless flies, wailing and howling.

"Where's the Elder? Where did the Elder go?"

"It's over! All over! The Stabilizer blew up!"

"Run! The Earth Dragon has flipped!"

People's hearts had scattered; the troop was hard to lead—this saying is truly not false.

A few petty bosses who usually threw their weight around still tried to suppress, but ended up having their arms and legs torn off on the spot by a few red‑eyed lackeys.

When the wall falls, everyone pushes; when the drum breaks, everyone beats it—this has always been the way.

Lin Xue carried Zhang Jun on her back, while the special medicine slave limped ahead to lead the way.

Though weak, several medicine slaves knew to huddle for warmth and followed closely behind.

"How… how are you?" Lin Xue panted, looking at the deep bone‑exposed wound on the special medicine slave's back, feeling uneasy.

The medicine slave bared his mouth, showing a tooth stained red with blood, his voice still hoarsely raspy: "I won't die… cough cough… I, Tie Shan, used to be… of the Point Azure Sect…"

Point Azure Sect?

Lin Xue's heart stirred; that was a respectable orthodox sect, yet it had also fallen victim to these beasts' poison.

"They caught me and turned me into this freak… cough… if it weren't for my still‑decent willpower, I'd have become a walking corpse long ago!" Tie Shan's eyes flashed with ferocity; he obviously hated the Shadow organization to the bone.

Who knows how long passed—maybe an hour, maybe half a day.

Zhang Jun's eyelids twitched, and he slowly regained consciousness.

"Cough… cough cough…" He coughed violently, feeling as if his whole skeletal frame had come apart, his five viscera and six bowels burning with pain.

"Xue'er…?" His voice weak, but seeing Lin Xue's tear‑streaked, dirt‑smudged face, the softest part of his heart was still deeply moved.

"You're awake! How do you feel?" Lin Xue, both startled and delighted, hurriedly steadied him.

Zhang Jun tried to smile, but the motion tugged at his wound, making him grit his teeth in pain.

He hastily examined himself internally—hey, it truly was a blessing in disguise!

The pure yang energy within him, after being jostled by the jade pendant and then scoured by the chaotic energy from the core explosion, was not ruined but became even more condensed and pure, like tempered steel.

Although his injuries were serious, his foundation seemed more stable.

Could this be 'extreme misfortune turning to good fortune'? Or is it that Heaven, seeing how miserable he was, gave him a candy bean?

"We… need to leave this damned place first." Zhang Jun steadied his breath, looking at the surrounding medicine slaves whose eyes were dull yet showed a glimmer of survival desire; his heart felt heavy.

"Big Brother Tie Shan, thanks for your righteous help." Zhang Jun clasped his fists toward Tie Shan.

Tie Shan waved a hand, coughing up a mouthful of bloody phlegm: "I won't forget the life‑saving grace! If you don't despise me, this wretched life of mine is yours! I know the Shadow lot's dogs inside out."

This is a crucial reinforcement!

Zhang Jun and Lin Xue exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's meaning.

The commotion here in Wan Yao Gu was as loud as New Year's firecrackers; it was impossible for outside not to notice.

Jiangbei Liu Family.

Liu Qingxue sat cross-legged, meditating; the Yin Jade Pendant on her chest suddenly stirred without warning, a faint connection tugging at her mind.

It's Zhang Jun's Yang Jade!

Has something happened to him? Or… has he encountered some mishap?

Liu Qingxue frowned slightly, her mind unsettled.

"Someone come," she said in a clear, cold voice, "send people to investigate the direction of Wan Yao Gu; report any abnormality immediately!"

She always felt that something major was about to happen.

This feeling made her more panicked and anxious than when the financial statement last showed a deficit.

Mo Xinghai, a leading authority in the medical world, was also twisting his beard, gazing toward Wan Yao Gu, his brows furrowed.

The fluctuations of heavenly and earthly vital energy over there are highly abnormal.

"The storm is coming…" he muttered.

Just as Zhang Jun and his group, carrying a few medicine slaves, stumbled and finally reached the outlet of Wan Yao Gu, several shadowy figures appeared like ghosts, blocking their way.

The leader, his aura yin and cold, his strength was not much weaker than that of the tall man before!

"Hey, any stragglers?" that person's voice was thin and sharp, like an owl's.

Behind him, more than a dozen black-robed men fanned out, sealing the valley entrance tightly.

Trouble!

Truly, wolves ahead and tigers behind—just escaped the dragon's pool only to fall into the tiger's den!

Tie Shan's face changed drastically; he stared fixedly at the black banner fluttering in the wind among the approaching troops and exclaimed, "It's the Inspector of the Shadow Organization! How… how did they get here so fast!"

His voice trembled as he pointed to the twisted rune on the banner, his eyes filled with fear and despair: "Moreover… that mark… I recognize it! When they besieged our Diancang Mountain Sect back then, the banners of those behind-the-scenes masterminds bore this mark! It's… it's the crest of the Murong family of Yanjing!"