Chapter 594: The Angry Villagers

Ye Qinglong kicked away a villager who had lunged at him, then raised the gun in his hand and fired a shot into the sky with a bang.

This shot managed to stabilize the scene; Huang Wei and the others repelled the dumbfounded villagers and stood guard in front of him.

"Let's see who dares to move again," Ye Qinglong roared angrily.

Unfortunately, the moment his roar fell, he felt his hand go out of his control.

It was the Witch Priest, who had been standing to the side without saying a word, holding his right hand out in the air and controlling Ye Qinglong with his Mental Power from a distance.

*Snap*, the gun in Ye Qinglong's hand dropped to the ground, and a powerful wave of Mental Power surged toward him; he let out a muffled groan, flew backward for several meters, and landed on the ground with a thud.

"Those who are not of our race must have a different heart; these people shall be subjected to Fire Torture," the Witch Priest's hoarse voice rang out, and his words immediately sent the villagers into a frenzy.

"Burn them to death, burn them to death."

The villagers roared with agitation; some had already brought dry firewood and poured oil on it, looking as if they truly intended to burn Ye Qinglong and the others to death.

Huang Wei moved, wanting to fight his way out, but he suddenly stopped in his tracks because, in front of him, more than ten giant hard-shelled beetles had opened their iron pincers and blocked the path of the group.

These beetles were colorful with blood-red tails, and their massive double pincers shimmered with a blue light; they were the size of basketballs, and if one were bitten by these things, not only would it snap your leg, but you would most likely die from poison.

The group was driven onto the pyre, and several villagers approached with torches.

The Witch Priest spread his arms and tilted his head slightly; he was praying to the heavens to eradicate the sins of Ye Qinglong and the others with fire.

"Burn." After the Witch Priest finished his prayer, he waved his hand, and the torches in the hands of several villagers were thrown onto the oil-soaked firewood.

Ye Qinglong was furious and cursed: "Damn it, I've never yielded to anyone in my life, but who would have thought I'd be burned to death by these stubborn mountain folk today?"

Just as the torches were about to fall, a figure suddenly flashed by, and a person swept over rapidly; this person waved their right hand, and *bang, bang, bang*, several torches were instantly knocked flying away.

Ye Qinglong was overjoyed and looked up: "Chen Yu, you're okay? Where is my sister?"

"I'm fine." Ye Qingning came over while supporting Yuexiu, and she called out: "Yuexiu was snatched away by a mountain demon, and we went to save her."

"The Elders in your clan have been using you all along, and the mountain demons reached an agreement with them; if you don't believe me, everyone follow me up the mountain to see for yourselves, and see if there are the skeletons of the children you sent to the Sacred Land to join the Witch Clan who were actually devoured by the mountain demons."

"What did you say?"

The villagers were somewhat stunned; almost every one of these villagers had children who had been taken to the Sacred Land to cultivate.

Although they were glad that their children had good talent and were favored by the Gu Ancestor, allowing them to cultivate, the pain of being separated from their own flesh and blood was not something anyone could easily forget.

With Qing Ning saying this, the group was somewhat dazed and unable to process it.

"Your children were not chosen by the Gu Ancestor at all; they were taken to your so-called Sacred Land to slaughter each other, and only the one who survived was qualified to enter the Sacred Land."

Chen Yu shouted: "And those who were eliminated had their remains thrown into the mountain demons' lair to be devoured; wake up, there is no such thing as a Witch Ancestor or Gu Ancestor, there are only these bastards who use your faith to harm your children."

"Heretical words to confuse the masses, they must be executed." The Witch Priest slowly raised his head, a flash of red light passing through his eyes: "The Gu Ancestor grants us a stable life and delicious food; we are born as slaves to the Gu Ancestor."

"Do you believe the one-sided words of these outsiders, or do you believe in our Gu Ancestor? These outsiders have never had good intentions."

The Witch Priest's words immediately brought the crowd to their senses.

That's right, they were the people of the Witch Clan; now, instead of believing in their Witch, they were believing in an outsider—was that appropriate?

Immediately, the crowd became restless again, and these villagers, having lost their reason, picked up their tools and surged toward Chen Yu and the others.

"Don't fire." Ye Qingning stopped Huang Wei, who had raised his pistol: "They have just been blinded by deception."

"Sister, it's good that you're okay; what do we do now?" Ye Qinglong felt relieved to see his sister return safely, but the crowd surging up immediately made him worried again.

"Leave immediately, go back the way we came, I'll cover the rear." Chen Yu swung the Li Chen in his hand, and with one sword strike, he sent more than ten people flying.

"Let's go." Ye Qingning gritted her teeth; the situation now left no choice but to leave, and they could have a proper talk with these people after calling for reinforcements.

The group crept back along the path they had come, but when they reached the valley, that tide-like swarm of insects surged up again, blocking their path.

Just then, a melodious sound of a flute drifted over; the group looked back and saw Mengdie walking over from the side, holding a bamboo flute.

Hearing her flute, the insects retreated one after another as if they had encountered something terrifying; Huang Wei stepped forward to lead the way, and with a wave of his hand, he said: "Let's go."

After crossing the insect river, the villagers behind chased after them again; now these people were blinded by rage and made no attempt to distinguish right from wrong—they wanted to keep Chen Yu's group there and burn them to ashes.

"You go first to meet up with the Blue Arrow people; this package contains Insect Repellent Powder, let Mengdie lead the way, and I guarantee you can safely pass through the Gu Forest. Also, this is specially processed Cinnabar; if there are 'people' who don't fear bullets, smear the Cinnabar on the bullets, and you will be able to knock these 'people' down." Chen Yu took out a package and handed it to Ye Qingning.

"Chen Yu, what about you? Aren't you coming with us?" Ye Qingning was startled; Chen Yu saying this meant he intended to go back, but she did not want Chen Yu to go back and take risks.

"We have already alerted Wuming, and now I must go to their clan grounds; furthermore, I am not sure if he knows the location of the Manyue Liuxin, so I must deal with him before he gets his hands on it."

"No, you can't, I can't let you take such a risk." Ye Qingning cried out.

"Be obedient, this is not the time to be willful." Chen Yu suddenly became serious, and he shouted in a lecturing tone: "Ye Qingning, leave immediately."

Ye Qinglong, standing to the side, was stunned; his sister was a cold and aloof person, and it had always been her who spoke coldly to others, but no one had ever dared to speak to her like that.

Yet now, Chen Yu was actually speaking to her in this tone? And what terrified Ye Qinglong even more was that his sister was actually stunned by Chen Yu's words.

"But, what about you?" Ye Qingning's tears fell.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Go quickly, otherwise, it will be another bloody battle." Chen Yu smiled, turned around, and headed toward the pursuing villagers.

"Chen Yu, you must return safely to me; if you return safely, I will be your woman." Ye Qingning did not know where the courage came from, but she shouted loudly toward Chen Yu.