Chapter 38

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Qing Feng and Qing Yun immediately explained.

At the same time, their bodies involuntarily arched slightly as their heads lowered and their eyes rolled.

The two of them were not telling the truth!

“I can see that the two of you are not honest and sincere, and you want to lie to me! Li Wanhua, Zhan Wuchang, Zhan Tianyi, and Bone, drag them away!” Yang Yan said indifferently.

His current servants were all Holy Sons and Holy Maidens. He didn’t lack two servants who wanted to deceive him and were unwilling to tell the truth.

As soon as he spoke, Zhan Wuchang, Zhan Tianyi, and the others were filled with killing intent.

In an instant, a chill came from behind, and both Qing Feng and Qing Yun felt a chill run down their spine. It went straight to the top of their heads, causing their hair to stand on end.

Their lies had been exposed again!

“Do they all have divine eyes? To think they can even see through this!”

The two knelt in fear, their bodies trembling.

“We were wrong, we were wrong. In all honesty, Qing Yun and I already know the location of the Saint’s tomb, and we’ve even seen the entrance,” Qing Feng said in a panic.

The moment he spoke, everyone except Yang Yan was enraged.

The angriest one was Leng Biyue!

If it wasn’t for the fact that the Fairy Sect and the Daoist faction were once on good terms, she wouldn’t have pleaded for the two and saved their lives to prevent the Daoist faction from continuing to decline!

After Zhan Wuchang exposed Qing Feng’s and Qing Yun’s lies, Yang Yan had already issued the order to kill the two.

“Since you two dare to deceive the master, you deserve to die!” Leng Biyue scolded.

Qing Feng and Qing Yun kneeled.

“Holy Maiden Leng, we are sorry. The two of us were too greedy and let down your good intentions,” Qing Yun apologized.

How could they not know that Leng Biyue had only come forward so that they could live?

However, the Saint’s tomb was too important!

If the two of them could open the Saint’s tomb and obtain the saint artifacts within, their futures would be boundless.

“We were just blinded by greed. Please give us another chance,” Qing Feng pleaded. “We will definitely tell you the location of the Saint’s tomb and bring you there.”

Yang Yan’s eyes moved.

“Very well, I’ll give you a chance to redeem yourselves! However, you can be spared from death, but you cannot escape punishment! Shui Zhonglan, cut off one of their arms as a warning. If you try to hide information or deceive me again, I’ll kill you,” he ordered.

Before Qing Feng and Qing Yun could even react, a sword stabbed out from the void, and a wave of sword Qi swept out.

With that, the two each had an arm cut off, one on the left and one on the right.

Two arms flew out, and their faces lost all color, completely white.

Although they were injured, they didn’t resist. They didn’t even dare to struggle, because they knew if they did, death would befall them, and they would die on the spot!

“Thank you for your grace, master!” Qing Feng and Qing Yun knelt to thank Yang Yan, regardless of their injuries.

Yang Yan nodded slightly. “Get up!”

“Yes.”

Qing Feng and Qing Yun took out some medicine and applied it to their injuries. The wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Leng Biyue took out another palanquin and placed it on the ground.

This palanquin was even bigger and more luxurious.

“Master, please rest inside,” she said.

Yang Yan walked in slowly, followed by Shui Zhonglan, Leng Biyue, Xue Nichang, Jing Xin, Jing Yin, Xiao Hua, and the Single-horned Pegasus.

Zhan Tianyi, Zhan Wuchang, Bone, and Linghu Chongtian lifted the palanquin.

They released their profound energy to protect the palanquin.

Li Wanhua stood beside the palanquin like a butler.

“Speak!” Leng Biyue’s voice came from the palanquin.

She peeled a longan fruit and placed it on a crystal plate.

The fruit was round and full, emitting a sweet fragrance.

It made Xiao Hua, who was sitting not far away and humming softly to please Yang Yan, feel very hungry.

Yang Yan, who was lying at the side, flicked the fruit lightly, and it flew out and landed in Xiao Hua’s hand.

“This is for you. Sing well after you eat,” he said lightly.

Xiao Hua’s eyes lit up.

“Thank you, master.”

She stuffed the longan fruit into her mouth and continued humming softly before she even finished it.

Outside the palanquin, Qing Yun and Qing Feng began to talk about the Saint’s tomb.

“Master, the tomb is located in the mountains ahead. When I came in yesterday, I noticed a successor transformed from the saint’s path energy who often walks in the dark. He chants the saint’s technique and his voice reverberates throughout the mountains and rivers. It is to guide the living beings within to believe in the saint and become the saint’s disciples,” Qing Feng said.

“Yes. Many mutant beasts and demonic beasts in the mountain have gathered. At night, they kneel and listened to the teachings of the saint. The Daoist Sect’s Holy Son, the demonic path’s demoness, and Little Sword God all know about this. However, they do not know the exact location of the saint’s tomb. Qing Feng and I have been investigating for a long time, and after surveying the mountains, we finally found some clues,” Qing Yun continued.

“With the Daoist faction’s Taoist Master realm technique, we looked at the five elements, as well as yin and yang. At the same time, we used the eight trigrams formation to look at the Fengshui, and in the end, we discovered the saint’s tomb in the deepest part of a river at the bottom of the mountain. Junior brother and I had dived down to enter the saint’s tomb to seize the treasures. However, after entering, we discovered that demonic beasts were guarding the tomb in the river. Before we could even get close, we were swept up by a gust of air and blown ashore,” Qing Feng said dispiritedly.

If they had been able to enter at that time, they would not have lost their arms.

“If Qing Feng and I had reached the Taoist Master realm and used the Fengshui Teleportation technique, we could’ve moved the river away and easily entered the saint’s tomb,” Qing Yun said.

A river!

“Master said to take us there directly,” Leng Biyue’s voice was heard.

Qing Feng bowed.

“Master, I suggest that we enter late at night. Otherwise, if we just swagger over in broad daylight, it will definitely attract the attention of the demonic path figures, Little Sword God Ao Tian, and the Daoist Sect’s Holy Son. If that happens, they will follow us and fight with us over the treasures, which will be troublesome,” he warned.

Yang Yan’s eyes were deep.

“It’s fine if they come. Either way, I was thinking of defeating them, reaching the top of the human rank, and getting the inheritance of the immortal path’s great emperor!”

Qing Feng and Qing Yun were shocked.

“Master is truly domineering and confident!”

They lowered their heads.

“Yes.”

With that, they led the way into a mountain range.

A strange atmosphere filled the place. There weren’t even the chirps of a bird in broad daylight!

“You guys, look!” Qing Feng pointed to a place not far away.

A demonic beast was prostrating on the ground. It seemed to be on a pilgrimage, and its expression was pious.

“The saint buried here is nefarious. Everyone, be careful!” Seeing this scene, God clan’s Bone warned everyone.

No one found a problem with his reminder.

“Huh, Zuo Yuandao, your Dao body and Dao heart are only so-so. In front of my bewitching bones, you’re still tempted.” A sweet voice came from the depths of the forest.

The crowd held their breath. When they heard the other party’s words, they knew who she was.

Chu Mei’er, who was ranked third on the human rank!

She was one of the three demonic path’s demonesses, someone who was born with a bewitching bone.

Zuo Yuandao with the Dao body as she had mentioned was the Holy Son of the Daoist Sect.

“You’ve lost. Hand over your Dao heart and Dao sword!”

Leng Biyue looked at Yang Yan.

“Master, should we go over and take a look?”

“Let’s go.”

“Yes!”

Leng Biyue ordered, “Master wants you to go over!”