Chapter 1251 Murder and Silence
Chapter 1251 Murder and Silence
"Mr. Feng, I've made up my mind."
Jiang Xiaochuan looked at Feng Ji, his eyes leaving no room for negotiation.
Feng Ji was silent for a moment, then nodded emphatically: "Alright! I'll go with you!"
The two walked out of Tenglong headquarters side by side. The night was as dark as ink, and the cold wind howled.
But looking around, all was empty; there was no trace of the Blood River Blood Dove.
"The Crimson Blood Cult's stealth techniques are indeed bizarre."
Feng Ji frowned, spreading his mental energy to carefully probe the surrounding area for miles, but he couldn't even detect a trace of residual aura.
Jiang Xiaochuan also focused his attention, circulating his dantian qi to its limit and spreading his mental energy like a spider web, but he still couldn't find the traces of the two leaving.
His expression was grave, but he remained calm: "They've either gone back to the Crimson Blood Cult to get reinforcements, or they've gone into hiding. We have no chance of winning if we go back to headquarters and confront them head-on, but I roughly know where they're hiding."
Feng Ji was taken aback: "You know?"
"When Xuehe asked me to inquire about Tang Long last time, he left an address and told me to go there to find him if there was any news."
Jiang Xiaochuan recalled that remote location, "I didn't take it seriously at the time, but now that I think about it, it was probably their temporary base outside the city."
"Walk."
As soon as Jiang Xiaochuan finished speaking, he darted out.
Feng Ji followed closely behind. The two moved swiftly, landing silently, and raced through the night towards the outskirts of the city.
Half an hour later, the two arrived at a deserted village ten miles outside the city.
This used to be a small farm, but now it has been neglected and the dilapidated wooden houses are leaning to one side.
"Could they be hiding here?"
Feng Ji looked around and carefully probed with his spiritual power, but he did not detect anyone. His face was full of doubt.
Jiang Xiaochuan gestured for silence and sniffed lightly.
A faint, fishy smell lingered in the air, not the usual smell of blood from a wound, but rather a heavy, rusty odor mixed with a hint of eerie sweetness.
That is the unique aura left on the body of a practitioner of the "Blood Fiend Technique" after consuming human blood.
The aura could be concealed by the array, but the deep-seated stench of blood lingered, drifting faintly through the silent, desolate village.
Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes narrowed: "Inside."
He possesses a concealment jade, which allows him to perfectly hide his aura.
Feng Ji is now at the Nirvana Realm, and his ability to conceal his aura is extremely strong. Even if he stands in front of Blood River, the other party may not be able to detect him.
The two men, like two ghosts, silently crept into the deserted manor.
The further Feng Ji went, the more uneasy he felt, and his brows furrowed: "Is there... an array set up here?"
He circulated his Nirvana Realm Qi and carefully sensed the surrounding space, finally detecting a subtle fluctuation.
The entire desolate manor was shrouded in an invisible array. This array was not offensive, but rather specifically designed to conceal one's presence and block detection. No wonder they couldn't detect anything from the outside.
Jiang Xiaochuan nodded, signaling him to continue following.
The two made their way to a relatively intact wooden house in the center of the deserted village. The door of the wooden house was ajar, and two voices could be faintly heard coming from it.
“Elder, Jiang Xiaochuan is really troublesome, and Feng Ji has suddenly advanced to the Nirvana Realm. The two of us are no match for him at all.”
Blood Dove's voice was hoarse from exhaustion, "Should we go back to the main headquarters and get reinforcements?"
"Call for reinforcements?"
Xuehe's voice deepened, "Those old guys in the General Administration are so arrogant. We haven't even found a clue to the handwritten copy of the Blood Fiend Technique, and we've already lost face with Jiang Xiaochuan. When we go back, they'll just laugh at us, and we'll definitely get a beating."
"Besides, don't you know the temperament of that temporary leader?"
"He's arrogant and only cares about results, not the process. Don't let him take his anger out on you instead of bringing reinforcements, and you might even lose your current position."
"Humph!"
Blood Dove let out a low snort, his tone full of suppressed dissatisfaction, but he dared not speak too bluntly: "It's only because of his profound cultivation that he can keep those troublemakers in the sect in check, otherwise..."
The conversation ended abruptly, but the resentment and discontent were already self-evident.
Outside the wooden house, the wind rustled the wild grass.
Jiang Xiaochuan and Feng Ji exchanged a glance.
It's surprising that the infamous Crimson Blood Cult harbors such deep resentment towards its leader. Outsiders only know of its bloody and terrifying nature, but are unaware of this hidden story.
Thinking about it carefully, it's not surprising. Jiang Xiaochuan sneered inwardly. It was already quite an achievement for a group of evil heretics who spent their days studying how to practice blood cultivation to maintain a semblance of order.
"So... we're just going to leave it at that?"
Blood Dove's voice rang out again, a request tinged with reluctance.
"never mind?"
Blood River's voice instantly turned sinister, "Of course not! Jiang Xiaochuan is very cunning. Tang Long must have been in contact with him before he died. He might be hiding crucial clues. This line must not be broken."
"On the way here, I already sent a message to Bloodclaw and Bloodfang."
"The two of them are currently collecting blood offerings in the southern suburbs. They will come to join us as soon as they receive the news."
".......them?"
Xuejiu's voice was full of hesitation and unease, "Although the two of them are Grandmasters, there were no less than ten Grandmasters standing next to Jiang Xiaochuan just now. Can we handle it with just the few of us?"
"Why are you panicking?"
Xuehe snorted coldly, his tone laced with calculation, "No matter how powerful Jiang Xiaochuan is, he's just a greenhorn!"
"Once our reinforcements arrive and we've set up our formation, how can that kid not be afraid? No matter how cunning he is, how can he be sure that we don't have more people behind us?"
Blood Dove's eyes lit up, and he quickly chimed in, "Elder, you're absolutely right! Even if things are exposed, I doubt Jiang Xiaochuan would be so bold as to actually force us to stay!"
“You two seniors, gossiping behind people's backs is not in line with the demeanor of a great person.”
A light voice suddenly came from outside the door. He and Xuejiu's expressions changed drastically, and they turned their heads sharply to look at the doorway.
Jiang Xiaochuan and Feng Ji had been standing there without anyone noticing, their presence so subtle that they were completely unnoticed!
How did you find your way here?
Blood Dove was filled with shock and rage. His blood energy surged instantly, and dark red murderous aura emanated from his palm.
"Isn't this the address you two gave me last time?"
Jiang Xiaochuan said calmly, "Elder Blood River said that if there was any situation, I should come here to report."
Xuehe felt a sense of relief and suppressed his surprise and doubt.
Could it be that Jiang Xiaochuan was afraid of the Crimson Blood Sect's power and took the initiative to surrender after finding clues?
He composed himself and said in a deep voice, "So, you've found a clue?"
"You really want to know?"
Jiang Xiaochuan said calmly, "Since that's the case, then I'll tell you—that old bastard Xiao Qi is currently imprisoned in Jinghai by me, and what you're looking for is also in my hands!"
"what?!"
The two were immediately filled with shock and anger; they had not expected that it was indeed Jiang Xiaochuan who had done this.
Even more unexpectedly, he dared to admit it himself!
But almost at the same time, the two realized what was happening.
Jiang Xiaochuan dared to admit it himself; he was actually trying to kill him to silence him!
After all, only the dead can keep secrets from being revealed.
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