The Purgatory Calamity-Chapter 124 - 109 Zhao Ling’s Confusion_1

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Chapter 124: Chapter 109 Zhao Ling’s Confusion_1

The night was deep.

Sky Fortune City, Eastern District.

Bai Wei and Bai Zhi, two sisters, sat facing each other in a room on the second floor of the "Unstable Ferry," with delicious food and pastries placed on the table before them.

They had not taken a single bite.

The beast-catching ship with three levels housed the captured ferocious beasts within its cabins, with people tirelessly processing their blood and flesh day and night.

Those who lived on the first level were not Blood Moon cultivators; they were just miscellaneous folks tasked with handling beast blood and flesh for the Blood Moon.

The second level was where the Blood Moon Meridians Channeling Realm cultivators resided.

On the third level were the likes of Fei Zheng, who belonged to the upper echelons.

"Blood Moon, Elder Jiuyuan..."

Bai Wei rose from her seat and approached the window, looking outside. She saw several Blood Moon cultivators sitting cross-legged in a corner of the deck of the "Unstable Ferry."

"There’s no escape.

Bai Wei shook her head and sighed softly.

Through those who brought food, she learned that their ultimate fate was to be presented by Fei Zheng to Elder Jiuyuan.

That Elder named Jiuyuan of the Blood Moon was known by Dark Ghost from what he had heard from Hong Tai—a man with vile habits who favored sisters that resembled each other. Sisters who fell into his hands almost never met a good end.

"I really wish we had never come to the Sky Fortune Fragment Land, never seen the people of the Blood Moon."

Her sister, Bai Zhi, also murmured in despair.

Just then, they saw Fei Zheng, who had forcefully purchased them, drunkenly leading two enchanting women onto the ship and ascending the wooden stairs toward the third level.

Soon after, the coquettish cries of the two enchanting women could be heard from upstairs.

"He’s the one who deserves to die most. He’s so drunk... do you think we have a chance?"

Sister Bai Wei clenched her teeth.

"Not the slightest chance."

Bai Zhi smiled bitterly, shaking her head, "Him being like this is because he enjoys being in such a state. If he wishes, with his level of cultivation, he could purge the alcohol from his body instantly. Don’t even think about killing him and dying on this beast-catching ship; it’s not possible."

Sister Bai Wei sighed and, after a long pause, said, "Let’s wait and see. Perhaps our master cannot bear to part with us and will come to rescue us sisters."

Sister Bai Zhi looked at her and said ethereally, "Sister, do you believe that?"

Bai Wei fell silent.

She didn’t believe the master would come to their rescue either.

Ever since the establishment of the Dark Ghost, they had always avoided offending sects from the Upper Realm like the Blood Moon; they wouldn’t make an exception for the likes of them.

The two sisters fell silent for a long time, and the usually timid Bai Zhi suddenly said, "Sister, I like that man named Hong Jian. I don’t know why, but I just favor his cold demeanor..."

"Why didn’t you say it then?"

Bai Wei sighed softly.

"You know I wouldn’t dare."

Bai Zhi lowered her head.

Bai Wei shook her head gently with a bitter smile, "Actually, I also like that kind of person. Sadly, we’ll never have the chance to see him again and tell him that both of us sisters liked him."

...

West District.

Pang Jian abruptly awakened from his meditation, setting down the Earth Flame Stone he held in his hand and frowning at the door.

As the footsteps stopped quietly, someone spoke softly at the door, "Hong Jian, it’s Wu Yi."

Pang Jian stood up and opened the door, seeing not just Wu Yi but also Zhao Ling, the hall master of Dark Ghost.

"Let’s talk inside."

Zhao Ling entered the room without ceremony, glanced at the arrangement inside, and then at the Earth Flame Stone at the corner of the bed, and said, "This place belongs to Dark Ghost; we found you easily."

Pang Jian nodded in acknowledgment.

"It’s like this..."

Wu Yi laughed lightly and said, "It’s not just us. Yang Yuansen and their people, Master Meng and Fan Liang, as well as some of our Meridians Channeling Realm members, have also entered Sky Fortune City."

"If nothing unexpected happens, we’ll take action tomorrow night."

Wu Yi rubbed his hands together with a hint of excitement.

Pang Jian was startled, "So soon?"

"Yes."

Wu Yi detailed the plan further, "Tonight, Master Meng has arranged for Fan Liang to capture the family members of the person in charge of the Fuxiang Building. We will coerce the person in charge by threatening their family’s lives, to poison the drinks of Fei Zheng at the Fuxiang Building."

"Tomorrow night, Fei Zheng will visit the Fuxiang Building again to seek pleasures. The wine he drinks will contain poison that I personally concocted!"

Pang Jian was surprised, "Are we going to kill Fei Zheng at the Fuxiang Building?"

"No, my wine is special; the poison will only activate when Fei Zheng rotates his spiritual power, attempting to eradicate the alcohol from his system."

Wu Yi, shaking his fan with a smug expression, explained, "We’ve found out that Fei Zheng enjoys his nightly revelries while also relishing the sensation of alcohol in his system. He won’t purge the alcohol from his body unless danger arises."

"Deep in the night, just like at this moment, he would return to the beast-catching ship with a female companion. When we launch our raid on the ship, as danger looms, he will immediately process the alcohol in his system, and that’s when the poison I concocted will suddenly take effect."

"Of course, I don’t have the ability to kill him outright with the poison; instead, it’s meant to diminish his combat strength."

"At the same time, there will be riots breaking out in the various districts of Sky Fortune City."

"On the beast-catching ship, there is ample clean water and food, and the people remaining on the vessel are not dependent on the Shangguan Family, so we cannot touch them."

"During the raid, at most we’ll work in tandem with powerful crossbows, shooting a few packets of poison powder over to give it a try,"

"... "

Wu Yi was describing the plan they had formulated.

Pang Jian nodded repeatedly.

"Huff!"

Next to him, Zhao Ling, with her slim skirt robes, suddenly lashed a beautiful leg out like a snake whip, creating a thunderous sound of wind and thunder in the air.

Without time to think, Pang Jian instantly gathered his strength in his arms and hurriedly used his right forearm to block.

"Bang!"

An extremely fierce force, mixed with the sound of thunder, exploded, causing Pang Jian’s arm to tingle with numbness as he staggered back several steps.

Once he had regained his stance, he didn’t show anger on his face but instead looked at Zhao Ling with confusion.

Zhao Ling, who had just launched the sudden attack, slowly lowered her extended leg, nodded at him, and with a satisfied expression on her beautiful face, she appraised, "Not bad, you were able to react in time, and your bones and muscles have been tempered exceptionally well."

Pang Jian still looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"Tomorrow night, you will be our comrade in battle. I need to know your general combat strength. When a Marrow-Cleansing Realm expert from the Blood Moon strikes at you, I should at least know roughly how many blows you can withstand, so I can prepare in time,"

Having said this, Zhao Ling walked towards the door and said to Wu Yi, "Let’s go. He does have strength, but whether he has experienced real bloodshed and slaughter, I just hope he won’t be frightened when the time comes..."

Wu Yi nodded, patted Pang Jian’s shoulder, and said, "After the night raid is over, everyone will retreat separately and regroup at that base in Cloud Marsh. Remember, don’t go back to Cloud Marsh Town; don’t return to any of the towns outside the city."

"Oh."

Pang Jian indicated his understanding.

...

A moment later, in another dilapidated building not far from Pang Jian,

Wu Yi, who had just entered, stared in surprise at Zhao Ling as she was applying a medicated ointment used for treating sprains and injuries to a partially exposed snowy white knee.

"You... "

Wu Yi gasped in disbelief.

After finishing with the ointment, Zhao Ling pulled down her trousers, completely covering her bright white leg.

She rubbed the area that had touched Pang Jian’s forearm through her clothes, frowning in annoyance, "I didn’t intend to seriously injure him, so I didn’t really use much power in my leg, but who would have thought..."

She gritted her teeth lightly and cursed, "That guy’s forearm bones are tougher than refined iron, I have never encountered another whose bones were so refined in the Marrow-Cleansing Realm!"

"Really?!"

Wu Yi was shocked.

"Would I lie to you?"

Zhao Ling snorted coldly and then said, "Legends say that the best material for Marrow Cleansing are the bone marrows of the strongest spirit beasts. But in our Fourth Realm, it’s simply impossible for such level spirit beasts to appear, nor for such marrow to form."

Wu Yi fell silent and shook his head with a strange look, "You don’t suspect that his Marrow Cleansing was achieved by the marrow of top-tier monsters, do you? Stop joking, even the geniuses of the Third and Second Realm don’t have hope of obtaining such Marrow Cleaning materials. Even with great divine skills, Hong Tai wouldn’t have the ability get him such rare Marrow Cleansing materials."

"Didn’t Hong Tai go to the Solitude Mountain Range? Weren’t there many Phoenix Bones that fell there?" Zhao Ling somewhat doubted.

"Stop with the wild guesses. Hong Tai is dead, Jin Yang is dead, and all the people we sent there have been wiped out. The entire Northern Qi is shrouded in the Mysterious Fog, nobody dares to enter, and no one can come out,"

Wu Yi advised her not to be paranoid, and not to doubt others for having their bones tempered by the marrow of top-tier monsters just because she suffered a little setback.

"I was just saying,"

Zhao Ling didn’t argue, "I see that he doesn’t talk much with us, he must have been cultivating in isolation for a long time, and might not have experienced real bloodshed. When the time comes to fight to the death with the Blood Moon, I hope he can muster his strength to help ease some of our pressure."

Wu Yi nodded, "The kid has talent, and he appeals to me a bit. It would be a pity if he died."

...

After the two left,

Pang Jian, whose inner peace was disturbed by Zhao Ling and Wu Yi, kept mulling over Wu Yi’s guidelines and combining them with the map of Sky Fortune City in his mind, refining the details. freёweɓnovel.com

In the latter half of the night,

Pang Jian, whose thoughts were in disarray, used the "Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell" to calm his spirit and tried to communicate with the sapling in Cloud Marsh.

He was surprised to discover that the sapling had actually moved locations and chosen a new spot to take root.

Apparently, the Plant Spirit Energy near the original spot where the sapling had fallen was almost absorbed.

In Pang Jian’s perception, the sapling had also grown a lot taller, which changed his viewpoint.

"I wonder about that Dark Giant Python..."

With a thought, he tried to perceive the Dark Giant Python in the Fifth Realm.

He immediately saw that the Dark Giant Python had not only successfully escaped its pursuers but was also continuing to devour its kin within the deep mountains and secluded valleys of the Fifth Realm.

Pang Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

He had a lingering feeling that the connection between him and both the sapling and the newly born Dark Giant Python was more than just superficial.

Born inside the bronze medallion, both oddities were currently in a stage of rapid growth and empowerment. Perhaps, after a while, once they had stabilized their footing, they would give back to him.

"The beehive, the force required to step out of the bronze medallion, is still unknown. That Mysterious Turtle must rely on the vast Blood and Flesh Essence Energy. In tomorrow night’s action, I must seize the most beast blood and flesh!"

Pang Jian resolved firmly.

The Dark Ghosts like Zhao Ling, Meng Qiulan, Yang Yuansen, these Hall Masters, he felt no connection with them at all.

This time, as long as he could achieve his goal, he wouldn’t need the Dark Ghost’s channels anymore, and it didn’t matter to him if he completely detached from the Dark Ghost.

...