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Chapter 138 Traces of Evil Spirits!

After bidding farewell to Princess Yuzhen, Jiang Chen and his group set off for Chuzhou early the next morning.

Whether The Unborn Venerable Mother here was the same person as the Wusheng Laomu from the modern era was still unknown, but since Emperor Xuanzong of Tang had already tacitly permitted the Wusheng Sect to preach, there was little he could do about it.

However, Jiang Chen had a faint feeling that both referred to the same existence.

From what he had observed today, the Wusheng Sect was certainly not a place filled with heinous crimes, yet what he had seen and heard in the modern era was not an illusion either.

Could it be that as time passed, human hearts changed?

Jiang Chen pondered without finding a clue, so he simply stopped thinking about it; after all, one must meet whatever comes.

On the way to Chuzhou, they discovered many people fleeing with their families to other places.

Most of them were carrying various odds and ends on carts and ox-drawn wagons.

They were typical refugees fleeing a famine.

Along the way, Jiang Chen and his group stopped several passersby to inquire about the reason.

Only then did they learn that someone in Chuzhou had been hunting for that evil entity, and for some reason, a great battle had suddenly erupted.

Chuzhou, which had just experienced rain and regained some vitality, now saw its crops almost completely scorched dry.

Many people in the city had starved to death, and it was even rumored that even the officials in the government office had starved to death!

Having no other choice, they had to take their entire families and flee elsewhere.

Furthermore, according to some people, the Daoist who found the evil entity was no match for it at all; it merely waved its hand and sent the Daoist flying.

However, it was unclear what the Daoist had said or done afterward that enraged the evil entity, triggering further disaster, and the Daoist's fate remained unknown.

Additionally, some people even described the appearance of the monster.

Some said the evil entity had an ugly, unbearable face, was three feet tall, had purplish-blue skin, and was followed by a ball of fire.

But others said the evil entity looked like a human woman with long, fiery red hair, dressed in green, and wherever she went, the crops would wither and die.

They heard a lot of news along the way, and Jiang Chen sorted through the various rumors to obtain this relatively reliable information.

But this was already enough.

Jiang Chen had previously thought of a figure from mythology, but he hadn't been sure before.

But now, combined with the description of the evil entity given by the refugees, he could finally confirm what this evil entity actually was.

A Drought Demon!

Or rather, Nvba.

Jiang Chen faintly leaned towards the latter, as people were often accustomed to describing bad things in the worst possible way.

Judging by the fact that the evil entity was unwilling to harm people along the way, it was very likely to be the Yellow Emperor's daughter, the ancient Imperial Princess, Nvba!

Legend had it that she was born surrounded by ominousness and curses, possessing the innate Divine Ability to stop rain and cause droughts.

Just thinking about it made Jiang Chen feel that his heart, which had originally been very calm, could not help but feel a bit excited.

This was a figure who had truly walked out of the age of mythology!

The only thing that puzzled Jiang Chen was why the Imperial Princess Nvba would suddenly appear in this era.

Jiang Chen couldn't figure it out, but he suddenly remembered that when he had first arrived through Transmigration and joined the Maoshan Sect, he had heard his Senior Brother mention something.

This era seemed to be a special period, where even ancient Vicious Beasts recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas were appearing.

His Great Senior Brother, Li Hanguang, had even personally subdued a Taisui, but considering that the creature had never harmed anyone's life and only absorbed some baleful Qi, he had not taken its life.

The next day, Jiang Chen and his group had arrived in Chuzhou.

The closer they got to Chuzhou City, the more they could feel the dry heat in the air.

It made one wish they could gulp down a bucket of cold water from a deep well to feel satisfied.

The crops along the road had completely turned white and yellow and withered, and many more had been harvested before they were even ripe.

Before entering the city, they already had some expectations of the scene inside.

But after entering the city, the scene they witnessed still shocked them.

In the vast Chuzhou City, there were surprisingly few households left; many houses were empty, and one couldn't even find a single grain of rice.

The road was filled with corpses of those who had starved to death, covered in flies and maggots. Vulnerable areas like eye sockets had already been eaten clean by maggots, and from time to time, white, squirming maggots would crawl out from the pitch-black eye sockets.

In just two or three short days, yellowing bones were already exposed, emitting a foul stench that reached the heavens, and no one was taking care of them.

"To think that in just two or three short days, Chuzhou City has come to this?" Jianzhen muttered in disbelief.

"I'm afraid these people did not starve to death." Jiang Chen crouched down and said, knitting his brows.

"That's right. Even with the hot weather and food shortages, it wouldn't cause people to starve to death in two or three days. Furthermore, these people have plump flesh; it doesn't look like a sign of starvation."

It was rare for Yang Shu to say so much in one breath.

Jiang Chen agreed. More importantly, he couldn't find a trace of residual souls on these people; in just two or three days, that shouldn't have been the case.

Jiang Chen stood up, a look of anger appearing on his face.

These people had all died because their souls were taken away by Daoist Spells. Looking at it, just on this street alone, there were probably no fewer than dozens of corpses.

And in the eyes of ordinary people, these people had simply starved to death.

Combined with the famine, this had triggered such a massive exodus.

The reason these corpses weren't being attended to was probably because the local government officials had also had their souls taken and died, which was why the rumor about the officials starving to death had spread.

"This is simply reckless, treating human life like grass! How can this person act in such a way and not fear the imperial court's retribution!" Jianzhen said angrily.

"When people are about to die, how can they care about such things?"

Jiang Chen said coldly, then continued walking forward.

Jianzhen sighed behind him and waved his hand, summoning rolling karmic fire to burn the corpses on the ground. In the blink of an eye, only a charred mark remained on the spot.

Yang Shu's eyelids twitched, and he asked: "Monk, why did you burn those maggots and flies along with them? Doesn't Heaven have the virtue of cherishing life?"

"That is why this poor monk sent them to Heaven."

Yang Shu paused, said nothing more, and walked forward in silence.

He had made the right decision to follow Jiang Chen from the beginning.

Just look at the journey so far: first The Unborn Venerable Mother, then the evil entity; where else could one find so many experiences in daily life?

Soon, the group passed through the city and continued toward the heart of Chuzhou.

When they reached a mountainous area, Jiang Chen looked at the mountain fire still burning inside, as well as the large area of scorched, withered trees.

"This is likely the place where that Daoist and the Nv... the evil entity fought."

He could feel the intense, ominous aura here, along with the lingering traces of the Daoist Spell that had summoned a thunderstorm.

The Daoist had likely intended to use the Water-Thunder Spell, which best countered the evil entity's ominous nature, to fight, but still could not win.

However, that Daoist's cultivation was not low; logically, he should have recognized the opponent's identity, so why did he dare to charge in like that?

Creak, creak!

Just at this moment, the sound of footsteps interrupted Jiang Chen's train of thought.

Jiang Chen turned back to look and saw a monk and a Daoist walking leisurely not far behind them.

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