Chapter 292 The Saying of the FairFolk And The Third Technique

Han Yufang frowned and said, “Milady, why do you say that?”

The lady in white remained silent as Primal Qi gradually surged from her body.

Xu Wen smiled and said, “Don’t tell me you’re thinking of capturing us? To tell you the truth, we escaped from the hands of the Evil Sky Pavilion’s Godly Archer. Even the Evil Sky Pavilion can’t do anything to us.” “Alas, we were injured.”

Although the five of them did escape from the Evil Sky Pavilion, they had suffered varying degrees of injuries. That was why they were recuperating near Golden Court Mountain. They did not expect to run into this strange white lady.

The lady in white said indifferently, “Be on your way...” “Hm?”

There was something in her right hand.

She tossed it lightly as the white umbrella flew into the air. She moved at lightning speed, stirring up a cold wind, as she shot toward the five men.

Han Yufang appeared flustered as he shouted, “This is bad! Run!”

Whizz!

The white lady moved as quickly as a phantom. The disc-like item spun as it shot out.

The Five Mice quickly discovered one thing; this white lady was a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm elite, and she had a heaven-grade weapon!

“Run!”

“Run for your lives!” The Five Mice were experienced in fleeing. They scattered immediately. They were playing their old tune, hoping to escape the attacks this way.

Alas, when they scattered in different directions, the round disc the white lady had tossed out shot toward them at terrifying speed.

With swift movements, one figure turned into four figures.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Liu Yunbai fell!

Xu Wen’s leg was broken. Tang Jiang died on the spot when he fell to the ground.

Han Yufang wore a sour expression on his face as he sat limply on the ground and gave up on running away. He did not expect this white lady to be so terrifying. None of them had the power to retaliate at all. He took a deep breath before he said, “You... Who are you? The Five Mice have no quarrel with you!” He wanted to fight for a last chance to keep his life.

“Ye Tianxin of the Evil Sky Pavilion,” the white lady’s tone was extremely cold.

Her words crushed Han Yufang’s final sliver of hope. His face was ashen. He did not expect this white lady to be the Evil Sky Pavilion’s sixth disciple, Ye Tianxin.

Han Yufang sighed. He opened his mouth to speak...

Slash!

The round disc slashed his neck before he could even speak. Han Yufang’s eyes were wide and blank as he fell to the side. The five of them lost their lives.

The white umbrella that had been floating in the air fell slowly into Ye Tianxin’s hand at this moment. Just as she said, it was useless for a dying man to know about these things. It was also meaningless to tell them anything. It was nothing but a waste of time. After killing the Five Mice, Ye Tianxin turned around slowly and walked toward Tangzi Town.

A short while later, several mortal men departed from Tangzi Town and arrived at the spot where the corpses of the Five Mice were strewn on the ground.

The men looked at the bodies and stood there in stunned silence for a long time.

“She told us to send these corpses to the foot of Golden Court Mountain... What should we do if the villains kill us?”

One of the men sighed. “Let’s not think about that... It’s not easy to earn money. There are many casualties in the cultivation world every day...”

“Stop standing around. Get to work.”

In the east pavilion of the Evil Sky Pavilion.

The first thing Lu Zhou did when he returned to the east pavilion was to look at the ancient parchment drawing on the table.

As expected, the outlines of the Divine Capital and Sword Mausoleum were clearer. Naturally, this included the Evil Sky Pavilion. Those were also where the three remnant pieces of the Open Heavenly Writing scroll were.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard while he studied the ancient drawing. “I’ve found the remnant pieces of the Open Heavenly Writing. Does this mean the ancient drawing has lost its value?”

The ancient drawing was still on the table. It had not been moved. However, something told Lu Zhou its function was only to show the locations of the Open Heavenly Writing pieces. In that case, what other functions did it have?

Lu Zhou could not think of anything even after a long time. “Forget it.”

Lu Zhou produced the final remnant piece of Open Heavenly Writing. He made a movement with his hand. Qi was condensed into energy.

Bam!

The outer cover of the Open Heavenly Writing remnant piece was shattered.

“Ding! Obtained Open Heavenly Writing.”

The Open Heavenly Writing dissolved into spots of starlight and floated toward Lu Zhou. Then, the spots merged into one and faded away.

Lu Zhou sat with his legs crossed. He was about to enter his Heavenly Writing meditation state when a thought appeared in his mind. ‘What if the item cards’ prices rise again now that I obtained the third Heavenly Writing technique?

Lu Zhou checked the current prices for the item cards.

Impeccable Card: 1,500.

Deadly Strike Card: 1,800.

Critical Heal Card: 1,000.

Thunderblast Card: 800.

Cage Bind Card: 1,000.

Lu Zhou’s expression darkened. He found the price hike too f*cking outrageous. All he obtained was a technique. The prices did not even rise this much when he improved his cultivation base. From the last price hike, Lu Zhou had a suspicion that the pieces had something to do with the items he obtained. Currently, it seemed that it was the case. His cultivation base, purchase frequency, and usage frequency were all triggering factors.

Lu Zhou looked at his remaining items and merit points.

Merit points: 3,350.

Item: Deadly Strike Card x2, Impeccable Card X2, Critical Block Card x12 (passive), Cage Bind X4, Refining Talisman x1, Ji Tiandao’s Peak Trial Card x1, Whitzard, Bi An, Critical Heal Card x2, obtained strengthened Cage Bind Card X3, strengthened Critical Heal Card x3, Thunderblast Card x2, Reversal Card X3.

Weapon: Unnamed, Life Cutter, Tear Stain Box, Sky Dagger, Jade Horsetail Whisk, Buddhist prayer bead.

Fortunately, the Reversal Card’s prices remained unchanged.

The price of the avatar, the Nine Transformations Yin Yang, was 30,000 points. He found that slightly outrageous. Judging by his current situation, it was no longer practical to earn merit points by killing. At this price, not only would he not earn anything, but he would even incur a loss.

‘Let’s take it slow... I’ll buy a Deadly Strike Card and use the rest of the points on lucky draws!

He was not disappointed. He accumulated 41 luck points.

Lu Zhou shook his head. He entered his Heavenly Writing meditative state.

Just as he had expected, in his meditative state, the scripts of the Heavenly Writing that floated around in his mind before this seemed to be livelier than before. This stimulated his mind greatly.

The scripts shone with golden radiances. It was as if a stirring song of a symphony was playing in his mind. Lu Zhou still could not understand the meaning of these scripts. He merely liked this peaceful and comfortable state. He cleared his mind of all distracting thoughts and lost himself in the moment.

“What will the third Heavenly Writing technique be?”

Outside the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Hua Wudao and Hua Yuexing waited outside the east pavilion.

Little Yuan’er and Duanmu Sheng rushed over when they received the news. “Elder Hua, what’s so urgent?” Duanmu Sheng asked in the distance.

Hua Yuexing cupped his fists and said, “The corpses of the Five Mice were found at the foot of Golden Court Mountain. We don’t know who killed them.”

When Duanmu Sheng heard this, he frowned slightly. “The Five Mice were extremely cunning... How were they killed?”

Hua Wudao nodded. “Someone must’ve been keeping an eye on them... When the Five Mice left, they had been injured by Yuexing and me. It’s true that they’re skilled in running away, but in close range, it’s only natural that it’s easy to kill them in one fell swoop.”

The problem was nobody knew who this elite was.

“Could it be Old Fourth?” Duanmu Sheng scratched his head.

“That’s impossible... Mingshi Yin has gone to the Divine Capital. There’s no reason for him to wait at the foot of the mountain,” Hua Wudao said.

The others were puzzled as well.

Little Yuan’er mumbled, “It can’t be him, right...”