99: Chapter 99

"Revered Master, the person has been captured." Li Pingan threw the person in front of Chen Xuan, then respectfully retreated to the side, resuming his honest and simple expression.

Elder Feng feigned composure, took out a Medicinal Pill for healing, swallowed it, and said, "Your Excellency, who exactly are you? Why do you come to my Pill Hall and cause such a ruckus?"

Since this Man in White Robes didn't directly kill him, it wasn't impossible to stall for time. 'I'll endure you for now; once the experts from my Medicine Pavilion arrive, I'll definitely refine you into a Medicinal Pill to feed to dogs, to vent the hatred in this old man's heart.'

Chen Xuan did not stop him from taking the medicine. He was just a Golden Core ant; it was harder to restrain himself from killing him than to kill him.

He pointed a hand at Xie Xingyao: "This girl's brother was captured by you. Where is he now?"

Elder Feng's heart tightened, but he still feigned composure. "Your Excellency, please allow me to think. This girl looks unfamiliar; I have no impression of her."

Xie Xingyao quickly said, "My brother is called Xie Xingchen. He's a bit thin and is at the Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer Realm."

Elder Feng glanced at her, said nothing, and pretended to be deep in thought.

Chen Xuan said indifferently, "You have three seconds to answer. I don't have time for this nonsense."

Three seconds passed in a flash. Chen Xuan extended a finger and lightly swiped. An invisible Sword Qi suddenly formed, striking towards Elder Feng's right arm with lightning speed.

"Pfft!" Blood splattered. Elder Feng's right arm was severed, falling to the ground, instantly staining the ground red with blood.

"Ah ah ah!"

A pig-like shriek echoed through the front courtyard. Elder Feng clutched his severed arm, staggering backward, his eyes filled with terror and regret as he looked at Chen Xuan.

He never expected that the Man in White Robes in front of him would actually strike, so viciously and decisively.

"If you don't speak, it will be your left hand next."

Damn it... why haven't those Cultivators from the Medicine Pavilion arrived yet?

"Se... Senior, all the captured people have been sent to the Spiritual Vulture Mountain Range, three hundred li to the east."

"How are the people?"

"This Ju... Junior doesn't know, but if you go too late, they will probably be buried in the belly of that Spirit Devouring Tapir."

"It's actually a Spirit Devouring Tapir?" Xiao Yun exclaimed.

Chen Xuan asked, "You know about it?"

Xiao Yun nodded and explained, "This Spirit Devouring Tapir is said to be an ancient rare species, most fond of devouring Cultivators' Spiritual Roots, and it's extremely picky."

"The higher the Cultivator's Realm, the purer the spiritual power contained in their Spiritual Root, and the more it appeals to its taste.

It doesn't even bother with the Spiritual Roots of ordinary Cultivators. Only those with exceptional talent and superior Spiritual Root quality are considered delicacies by it. Once entangled by it, Cultivators will not only have their Spiritual Roots forcibly stripped away, but even their Divine Soul will be absorbed by it."

Upon hearing this, Xie Xingyao's pupils constricted. At the words "Spirit Devouring Tapir," her legs went weak, and she nearly fell, thankfully caught by Mu Wanqing in time.

"How could this be... You clearly promised that as long as I gathered enough Spirit Stones, you would spare my brother's life."

Elder Feng ignored the young girl's questioning and said to Chen Xuan, "Senior, I have told you everything I know. Please spare my li—"

"Bang!" A crisp sound exploded, and a strong scent of blood diffused into the air.

Since he had said everything he could, and was no longer valuable, it was time for him to go on his way.

"I'll go ahead to save them; you all follow along." As Chen Xuan's words fell, he had already transformed into an afterimage and vanished into the distance.

He couldn't let someone who might be a Child of Destiny be eaten by that Spirit Devouring Tapir the moment he found them!

...At the same time!

On a towering mountain that pierced the clouds, continuous palace buildings were constructed along the mountain. A majestic immortal palace stood at the peak of the mountain.

Inside a hall on a side peak of the immortal palace, Yang Jingyuan lay sweating profusely on the bed.

Wearing only a loincloth, she had clearly just experienced a great battle, or perhaps not a battle, but having to cooperate, act, praise, and not show any hint of it, was quite tiring for Elder Yang Jingyuan.

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, her gaze falling on the jade bottle on the low table beside the bed. It was a bottle of fifth-grade elixir that aided cultivation.

"Hmph, it seems this fellow can't be squeezed for any more benefits." Yang Jingyuan's lips curved into a cold arc as she pondered how to get rid of this Grand Elder innocently.

Since the two were now Dao Companions, Xiao Yun's method of false accusation was clearly not as effective.

"It would be best if he could 'accidentally' die, so no one would suspect me, and I could also take over his remaining cultivation resources. Kill two birds with one stone."

Just then!

A delicate maid rushed in hurriedly: "Elder Yang, this is bad, something terrible has happened."

Yang Jingyuan's thoughts were interrupted, and her brows immediately furrowed.

"Slap!" A crisp sound rang out. The maid was slapped across the face, staggering and falling to the ground, half of her cheek instantly red and swollen.

"So flustered, have you forgotten all manners?" Yang Jingyuan's voice was icy, filled with undisguised disgust. "Clumsy and impatient, no wonder you're destined to be a maid your entire life!"

The maid clutched her swollen cheek, quickly scrambled up from the ground, knelt, and repeatedly kowtowed: "This servant knows her mistake! This servant knows her mistake! Please, Elder Yang, forgive me!"

Yang Jingyuan snorted coldly, sat up from the bed, revealing a large expanse of fair skin. "Speak, what is it?"

The maid then slightly raised her head, trembling, "Reporting to Elder Yang, we just received news from a Sect Disciple that they encountered Xiao Yun at the Linglong Pavilion in Wanbao City."

"Xiao Yun?" A hint of disdain flashed in Yang Jingyuan's eyes. "That good-for-nothing hasn't left the Central Region yet? He's really thick-skinned."

"Why bother reporting such an insignificant matter? It merely disturbs my peace."

"No, Elder Yang!" The maid quickly explained, "For some reason, Xiao Yun was following a Man in White Robes! Even more terrifying, this Man in White Robes casually killed two Nascent Soul Cultivators in Linglong Pavilion with ruthless methods and astonishing Aura! Even Immortal Master Lianyin of the Heavenly Fire Holy Land avoided his sharp edge."

"What?!" Yang Jingyuan suddenly stood up, the disdain on her face instantly replaced by solemnity.

"You mean, Xiao Yun might use this Man in White Robes to seek revenge on me?"

The maid remained silent, not daring to speak.

Yang Jingyuan weighed the pros and cons in her mind. Even that old man Lianyin from the Heavenly Fire Sect had to avoid his sharp edge, so what Realm was this Man in White Robes in?

Looking at this, the Grand Elder still has value; I can't rush to get rid of him yet.

No, I must strike first.

"Xiao Yun, I kindly spared your life, only taking your position. I didn't expect you to be ungrateful and still think of revenge."

"Quick, go inform the Grand Elder; I have something to discuss with him."

"Yes, Elder!" The maid covered her face and ran out hastily... Spiritual Vulture Mountain Range!

Yellow sand permeated the surroundings, and exposed grayish-brown rocks dotted the mountains. Their edges were blunted by the wind and sand, and not a trace of green could be seen as far as the eye could reach.

A Black Iron Chariot slowly moved, crushing the sand. The chariot body was covered with intricate runes, and four Scaled Warhorses neighed with heads held high. When their hooves struck the ground, the yellow sand billowed, and even the howling wind seemed suppressed by the chariot's Aura, showing a hint of stagnation.

In front of the chariot, five youths staggered forward, their figures so thin that they seemed as if they could be swallowed by the wind and sand at any moment.

Their breaths were as faint as candles in the wind, as if they could die at any moment.

Heavy iron chains were wrapped around the youths' wrists and ankles, dragging on the sand and leaving deep marks.

Just then, a faint tremor suddenly came from beneath the yellow sand, followed by a grayish-black figure darting out like an arrow from a bowstring!

It was a Vicious Beast with a bear-like body and a tapir-like face; it was indeed a Spirit Devouring Tapir.

"Courting death!"

A low shout suddenly came from the chariot, and an old man with a goatee instantly made his move.

A glint flashed in his eyes. He raised his right hand, and a pale green spiritual power condensed in his palm, striking fiercely towards the Spirit Devouring Tapir.

"Bang!"

The spiritual power palm print collided with the Spirit Devouring Tapir. The Spirit Devouring Tapir let out a mournful shriek, its massive body was sent flying backward, heavily crashing into the yellow sand.