Two Realms: I Will Become the Immortal Emperor

”The moment he finished and spotted us, he attacked. With a single wave of the Great Banner, half of my patrol was dead. These remaining men only survived because I shielded them, but in the process, he drained thirty percent of my Qi and Blood!”

Everyone suddenly understood. So that was why Lu Xiulong looked so sickly.

”He was about to strike again, but in that moment of crisis, I blew this Horn.”

With that, he patted the Horn at his waist. ”Luckily, several Major Cultivators from my family were nearby. When he saw the situation turning against him, he abandoned his attack on me and fled.”

”May I see the Horn?”

Chen Che’s expression was unreadable.

Lu Xiulong immediately handed the Horn over.

He took it. It was surprisingly heavy.

The Horn was pitch-black, about half an arm in length, and shaped like a water buffalo’s horn. When he immersed his Divine Sense into it, he could feel densely packed runes carved inside, all designed to amplify sound. There were also many other complex patterns that looked as though they were natural formations.

It was a Tier Two High Grade Sound Law Instrument.

Chen Che had ascertained the artifact’s rank in a matter of moments.

”Valley Master Chen, this item is called the Soul-Catching Horn. It has the power to assail the spirit and capture the soul.”

At that moment, Lu Qianli, who stood opposite him, spoke up.

”The surviving Qi Refining Cultivators from the patrol, as well as the Major Cultivators who were alerted by the Horn, are all here. If you have any further doubts, Valley Master, you may question them directly.”

”That won’t be necessary. I have a clear enough picture of what happened.”

Chen Che waved his hand dismissively.

’The fact that the Lu Family dares to present all these people for me to question one by one means their conscience is clear.’

’Further questioning would only add a few inconsequential details.’

”Valley Master Chen, the state of these corpses is nearly identical to those of the Cultivators who died at Xiao Chan’s hands. Although we didn’t get a clear look at his face, most of us in the family speculate that it was indeed the work of that Rebel Disciple from the Primordial Sect.”

Lu Qianli offered a slight bow with cupped fists.

The moment he finished speaking, Liang Yuan cut in.

”But Jinyun Valley has never had any dealings with Xiao Chan. Why would he target us?”

”Does an Evil Cultivator need a reason to strike?”

Lu Qianli glanced at Liang Yuan and explained,

”However, we speculate that Xiao Chan is very likely preparing for Core Formation himself. That would make Jinyun Valley, which is currently gathering Materials, an ideal target for him.”

HISS—

A series of sharp intakes of breath echoed through the hall at his words.

Xiao Chan’s reputation was immense, rivaling Chen Che’s in some respects. While still in the Qi Refining Realm, he had escaped a massive encirclement by the Primordial Sect. Upon reaching the Foundation Establishment Realm, he slaughtered more than ten of the Primordial Sect’s Major Cultivators and their entire households.

If he were to achieve Core Formation...

He would become an absolute menace. Who would be able to stop him then?

’These deaths are too suspicious!’

Chen Che took in everyone’s expressions and scoffed inwardly.

He had dealt with Xiao Chan several times; the man had his principles. Anyone might have ambushed a Jinyun Valley Tributor, but not him. Still, there was trouble in the valley, and as Valley Master, he couldn’t remain indifferent.

With this in mind, Chen Che covered the corpse with the white cloth, then turned and spoke directly to Ding Fei.

”Bury the bodies in the Ghost Market and find a way to contact their families.”

”Also, issue a kill order for Xiao Chan, to be carried out at any cost. Whoever succeeds will receive a reward of one hundred thousand Spirit Stones from the valley.”

He then ordered that the members of the Lu Family be well-hosted within the valley.

After everyone had left, the council hall fell silent. With a flick of his wrist, a wrist wheel appeared in his palm—the very Communication Wrist Wheel the two of them used to send messages. He pondered for a moment before a flicker of his Divine Sense sent a thought across:

”Are you aware that the outside world is blaming you for the deaths of three of my Jinyun Valley’s Foundation Establishment Cultivators?”

Back in the Qi Refining Realm, they could only contact each other by burning message slips at a specific hour.