Chapter 98 Bugs (Subscribe)

"It's a small matter!" Dong Qiang nodded.

Only three casual cultivators survived under the street.

The remaining dozen or so were all from the patrol team. It was enough to search these dozen people. It was a very simple matter.

One of the patrol team walked up to the leading cultivator and said in a deep voice: "Boss, nine of us died." As he spoke, there was a hint of resentment in his eyes.

The patrol team leader saw the look in his eyes and said solemnly: "You'd better hide your emotions... Otherwise, you won't know how you died when the time comes..."

After he finished scolding in a low voice, he looked back and saw Dong Qiang and the other four leaping down from the second floor and landing in front of them.

"My Lords..." The patrol team leader hurried over and bowed respectfully.

Dong Qiang looked at him and said, "Next, we will use the soul-searching technique on the surviving cultivators... to find what Fellow Daoist Cao lost..."

Hearing this, the patrol leader looked at the three surviving cultivators. The faces of the three cultivators were full of fear, and there was a trace of joy after surviving the disaster, but... they didn't know that even if they survived that unknown attack, they still had to face the soul-searching technique of the disciples of Wuquan Mountain...

The soul-searching technique would cause trauma to the soul and even ruin the immortal path.

But... this is the territory of Wuquan Mountain. To put it bluntly, the lives of the cultivators are not even more important than an ant in the eyes of the disciples of Wuquan Mountain.

The patrol leader said: "I will follow your orders."

Dong Qiang continued: "You patrol members will also need to search their souls..."

"My Lord... this... I don't know what this Lord has lost. Our patrol team works diligently for Wuquan Mountain and would never dare to take the Lord's things... I can guarantee this... There is no need to search his soul..."

The patrol leader said humbly with a humble smile on his face.

Dong Qiang's face turned cold and he said: "What? You want to resist?"

"I dare not!"

The patrol leader lowered his head and then said to the patrol cultivators under him: "Everyone, these Lords have lost something and want to use the soul search technique on us. Brothers, cooperate..."

The patrol cultivators' faces changed drastically when they heard this, but when they thought that the other party was from Wuquan Mountain, they dared not be angry or speak.

Dong Qiang didn't care about the barely perceptible anger on their faces. He said to Cao Guang, "Fellow Daoist Cao, please!"

Cao Guang nodded and started to search the soul of the patrol leader first. He raised his hand and pressed the other party's forehead. As soon as the soul search technique was performed, the patrol leader's face suddenly twisted, and he was obviously in great pain.

After a while, Cao Guang let go and shook his head.

The patrol leader collapsed to the ground and gasped for air. The other patrol members were all terrified, but when Cao Guang's hand reached out, they wanted to shrink back, but they didn't dare.

Not long after, Cao Guang looked disappointed and finished searching the patrol team and the three surviving casual cultivators, but he didn't find any traces of the soul-eating worm in their minds.

And for those dead casual cultivators, the soul-eating worm would not stay in the body of the dead.

Seeing Cao Guang's lost look, Dong Qiang glanced at the patrol team members and three independent cultivators who were searched. The three independent cultivators were filled with fear and were traumatized by the soul-searching technique. They were dumbfounded and unconscious.

But this was not the time to ask. He came to the patrol team leader and said, "You handle the matter here. I don't want to hear any bad rumors about Wuquan Mountain."

"As for the three independent cultivators, the dead will not speak... I don't need to teach you, right?"

The patrol team leader endured the pain left after the soul-searching and bowed his head and said, "Yes, sir, I know what to do."

Dong Qiang nodded with satisfaction and said to Cao Guang Yanhua, "Fellow Daoist Cao, Fellow Daoist Yan, let's go back to Wuquan Mountain first."

After that, he controlled the magic sword and soared into the air.

Four magic swords flew up.

At this time, Dong Qiang asked, "Fellow Daoist Cao, didn't you find it?"

Cao Guang shook his head and said, "No, it seems that it must have escaped from here. Once it escapes, it will be difficult to find it due to its characteristics."

Liang Yi's eyes flashed, and he asked, "Fellow Daoist Cao, do you think it was taken away by a casual cultivator? It was so chaotic just now, and some casual cultivators must have escaped in the chaos."

Cao Guang sneered and said, "Soul-eating insects can also be taken away by casual cultivators? Without the beast-controlling techniques of my Beast-controlling Sect, it is undoubtedly a pipe dream to want to take away soul-eating insects."

"However,"

Cao Guang's eyes flashed, and he said, "You can try to lay bait. There is no special breeding method for soul-eating insects, and it is impossible for people who get them to keep them alive. Damn it, those two soul-eating insects are the two best I have cultivated."

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"Xiao Ying...are you okay?" The patrol leader helped a patrol cultivator up and asked.

Xiao Ying's face was distorted, and he said in hatred: "Boss, I'm fine, but my soul is seriously injured. And... three more brothers died."

Under the soul-searching technique, three patrol cultivators could not bear it, their souls collapsed, and they died.

At this point, he could no longer hold back and asked: "Boss, isn't Wuquan Mountain the righteous path? Why do they act like this?"

The patrol leader laughed and said: "You are still too young. In this world of cultivation, there is no righteous path or evil path. They are all cultivators who pursue immortality. There is no distinction between righteous paths, only differences in positions and interests."

"So I always tell you, don't think that wearing the patrol uniform makes you superior to the casual cultivators. In front of the real Wuquanshan disciples, we are no different from those casual cultivators."

"Forget it, don't think too much, this is fate."

"Do the job first. If we don't do it well, our lives will be in danger."

"What happened today must not be spread. Just say it was done by the devil cultivators, understand?"

"Yes, boss!"

...

Wu Tao finally walked to Anning Street.

Finally escaped from that place.

So, he didn't know that if he didn't escape, he would eventually encounter soul search and die!

In the sea of ​​​​mind, two insects were floating, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive. The coffin nail also quietly occupied the center of the sea of ​​​​mind, and no more waves were emitted.

It seemed that the insect would continue to sleep if it did not threaten Wu Tao's life.

"Am I parasitized?"

Wu Tao's face was a little pale at this time. After all, he was eaten by the soul-eating insect. It would take at least half a month to a month to recover the lost consciousness.

He continued on his way, with a nonchalant expression on his face.

Only when he returned to the Xuanyuan Magical Instrument Shop did Wu Tao's heart relax completely.

When Chen Yao saw Wu Tao coming back and saw that Wu Tao's face was pale, his heart trembled and asked: "Brother, what's wrong with you? What happened? Don't scare me?"

Wu Tao shook his head and said: "Ayao, I'm fine, there was a little accident, let me go and rest."

After comforting Chen Yao, Wu Tao came to the practice room, took out the Purple Spirit Pill, and began to absorb spiritual energy to nourish spiritual consciousness.

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