Chapter 109: Why Hasn’t Sixth Elder Returned?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
After being ambushed by Kun of the Left, Chen Jingzhou had looked into him.
Musing for a long time, as if to digest the outcome that he could neither believe nor accept, he only spoke after half a beat, “Kun of the Left, Sixth Elder of the Sky Demon Cult.”
“He started his martial arts training at a young age, becoming a famous killer whose name shook the world even before the revival of qi. He was based in the Southeast Asia, posing as one of the leaders of a gang’s branch overseas, though according to the information we had, he was already almost rank-seven around twenty years ago.”
“He is adept at a.s.sa.s.sination, and he was recoded to have successfully a.s.sa.s.sinate a grandmaster before. Now that he is rank nine and has mastered blade will, he is untold times stronger than before. If he really blindsided me, I might not even be retreat unscathed.”
Jiang He couldn’t help exclaiming, “He was that powerful? So, he started out as a killer... no wonder I sensed nothing at all when he hid at the opposite house.”
There was a look of lingering fear on his face.
He softly patted his chest; his heart was still pounding a little.
Fortunately...
Dumbo contributed.
If it wasn’t firing wildly away, perhaps...
Jiang He seriously thought about it then—even if Dumbo did not hit Kun of the Left, that Sky Demon Cultist would never get him.
His Dark Golden Combat Suit would have covered his whole body at a thought. Though Sixth Elder’s blade will proved vicious, it did not hurt him much after it was weakened by the combat suit, and at best made him vomit a little blood.
And that was because he had not used Indestructible Diamond.
However, Chen Jingzhou’s forehead vein was bulging when he saw Jiang He’s reaction.
‘What is with that ‘I’m scared’ look, when you cut him down to such extent?’
Still, he took a deep breath and could not help asking, “Jiang He, could you tell me what happened? I’m very curious how you killed Kun of the Left.”
Of course, he could not tell the truth.
Still, he would never fool Chen Jingzhou if he made up some nonsense, and he definitely could see the truth.
Therefore, he tried to give as simple an explanation as he could so that Chen Jingzhou could not nitpick it, and quickly said, “Didn’t you give me a whole load of munitions? So I was thinking that my cat and dog could use the gatling gun too, which is why I brought it out and gave them drills on how to use them.”
Even as he spoke, he pointed at the gatling guns near the gates.
Chen Jingzhou nodded.
He had noticed when he came by last afternoon that Jiang He’s cat and dog was a rank-five and a rank-four respectively, and Ferals of their level were quite smart.
Moreover, Jiang He was a beast-tamer, and it would not be difficult for him to teach his pets how to use the gatling gun.
“At the time, my dog was firing randomly outside when Kun of the Left, hidden in the opposite house suddenly released his aura and charged at us. I quickly reacted and cut through his heart and then his lungs, and after he dropped to the ground, I stabbed him again over his shoulder twice, and only then did I kill him.”
“...”
Chen Jingzhou’s face turned green. He had the feeling that Jiang He was spouting nonsense—how could a rank-nine who mastered blade will be killed just like that?
What the h.e.l.l did he even mean, cut through his heart?
Was Kun of the Left an idiot?
Was he standing there, letting you stab away?
Still, he could not help being bewildered after he checked Kun of the Left’s wounds.
What the h.e.l.l?
Was Kun of the Left standing there, letting Jiang He stab away?
There was silence all at once, and Chen Jingzhou was not sure what he should say.
Soon, the purr of an engine could be heard. Cheng Dongfeng had arrived, powersliding his off-road vehicle before jumping off, exclaiming blankly, “Am I late? Is the fight over already?”
He was rather disappointed that he did not make it in time for a rank-nine’s battle...
His eyes then fall on the corpse on the ground, and walked up to it, laughing, “You really are the best rank-nine around, cutting one down with relative ease with your sword... Eh? Why does it look like a normal blade wound?”
Crouching, Cheng Dongfeng checked the wounds over Kun of the Left’s body, before his body shuddered and he turned to Jiang He, as if he had seen a ghost.
Jiang He smiled simply and politely.
It was only after half an hour that Cheng Dongfeng drove away with Chen Jingzhou, who took away Kun of the Left’s token plate before he left.
The Sky Demon Cult has a different token plate for their Elders. Aside from being more exquisitely detailed compared to the Decan Decree and the Fiend Decree, it was entirely forged from S-grade alloy. There was also violet metal decorating the border of the token plate, making it appear exceedingly n.o.ble and extravagant.
Moreover, the face of the token plate was inscribed with a big ‘six’ and a ‘holy’ behind, representing the Sixth Elder’s ident.i.ty.
Chen Jingzhou had wanted to take is corpse too, but Jiang He stopped him.
“Commander Chen, while Sky Demon Cultists deserve death, they were still a living being. I can’t bear it even though my wild flailing stabbed him to death, which is why I want to bury him in my yard, so that I could burn joss paper for him whenever an important day comes by. Think of it as a way to pacify my tender spirit.”
Chen Jingzhou was left blanking out at his words.
Tender spirit... what?
All he could do was leave with the token plate.
***
Nanchuan Village, 70 kilometers away from Lingzhou City.
Brave Star and the other Sky Demon Cultists were still in the farmhouse.
Since this village was long since abandoned, electricity and water were cut out. Nonetheless, the farmers of Xi Bei farming villages had the habit of storing water in cellars or wells, therefore, they would not run out of the water even if they stayed here.
As for food?
There was a huge mountain behind Nanchuan Village with abundant Ferals, with certain hares that did not evolve into Ferals somehow still doubling in size compared to before the revival of qi. With the Sky Demon Cultist’s ability, would it not be easy to just hunt a few down?
Right now, a bunch of those cultists had lit a bonfire and were feasting on baked meat.
Brave Star was himself chomping down on a ma.s.sive mountain chicken leg. He looked up at the Rolex on his wrist for time and said, “It’s two in the morning. Sixth Elder should be back soon... you there, cook one chicken leg for him.”
Brave Star was talking to a C-cla.s.s fire-type Awakened.
Despite Brave Star’s command, not only was the fire-type Awakened not complaining, he appeared delighted. Nodding and bowing, he threw away the rabbit hip he was holding and promptly smoked some meat for Sixth Elder.
It was a cushy job after all.
Being within the sight of Brave Star notwithstanding, being able to personally smoke some meat and prepare a warm, heated chicken leg for Sixth Elder was a great honor to the average Sky Demon Cultist.
Even as he baked the chicken leg, he beamed, “Brave Star, Ma Liang, at your service. I’ve been infiltrating in Xibei for a long time... what else would you want to eat, Lord Grand? I could smoke it for you.”
Brave Star burped in satisfaction then, waving the cultist off and gesturing that he did not need it.
Still, he gave Ma Liang a pleased look, saying, “You’re a quick one, kid. Do well, and your future would be infinitely bright.”
Despite what Brave Star said, he held some doubts.
The kid had sunny good looks, but his voice was girly... just as his gaze was not quite right.
Be that as it may, Ma Liang was delighted, and the other Sky Demon Cultists around them were throwing him looks of envy.
Ma Liang’s days with their Holy Faith would improve considerably thanks to Brave Star’s words.
Meanwhile, Ma Liang continued baking the chicken leg.
Since it was a mountain chicken that evolved into a Feral, it stood over a meter tall, which was why its leg was over nine catties. Ma Liang had to flip it repeatedly and bake it over an hour until it was golden and emitting a fragrant scent.
But while the chicken leg was almost ready, why was the Sixth Elder not back yet?