Sacrificial Artifact System: From Bell-ringer to the Ancestral Patriarch of the Sect novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Chapter 39: Blood Burning Technique

The day broke.

Immortal Forest Town was as quiet as the dead.

Every household had tightly shuttered windows and doors, and not a single shop along the street had yet to open.

Only some government officials in armor could be seen resting on the street.

Inside a house.

A dozen or so Inner Sect Disciples of Divine Sword Sect were gathered together.

Nearly every one of them was injured, clearly having been through a fierce battle.

"Alas, we somewhat miscalculated this time. Who would have thought that old fellow reached Half-step Innate and also practiced a secret technique that could stimulate potential, allowing him to escape."

Pang Bai’s bald head still bore traces of blood that he had not yet had a chance to clean.

Although all the followers of the Sacrificial Fire Temple had been eliminated.

The prime target, the temple master, Daoist Ye Huo, had escaped.

Essentially, this meant their mission was a failure.

At that moment, someone hurried in, "Brothers, people from the Xuanjian Division said a corpse suspected to be Daoist Ye Huo was found near Wutang Village."

"What?"

Three faces displayed shock and confusion.

Immediately, the three of them set out with the other Inner Sect Disciples and rode their fast horses straight to Wutang Village.

After arriving at Wutang Village, people from the Xuanjian Division had already sealed off the scene.

"Good gracious, was Daoist Ye Huo split in half by a single blade?"

Pang Bai showed a look of surprise upon observing the scene.

He turned to a Xuanjian Division official, "Officer Liu, have you found any clues?"

"Pang hero, we asked people from Wutang Village... They said last night there was a carriage that had stopped outside the village and later left. They were afraid to come out to see, so they don’t know who it was. We examined the scene and indeed found traces of two carriages having stayed, with at least nine people present, both adults and children..."

Officer Liu of the Xuanjian Division quickly reported.

"My guess... Daoist Ye Huo fled here after sustaining injuries from us and having used a secret technique, which left him in a bad state. He likely intended to prey on the people sheltering here to replenish his blood... yet he ran into someone formidable."

The young man in white robes, Chu Yuan, suddenly spoke up, "What if... it was Li Qian?"

"Li Qian?"

Pang Bai and Yuan Mingzhu were both startled upon hearing this.

"There’s that possibility. Last time I saw Li Qian, there were indeed two carriages at the scene... and they left in this direction too..."

Yuan Mingzhu said thoughtfully after pondering for a moment.

"Considering the strength aspect, Daoist Ye Huo was wounded by us and had used his secret technique, weakening him greatly... Even if Li Qian’s strength was somewhat lacking, the likelihood of him being able to make the kill is still very high."

Chu Yuan continued.

Daoist Ye Huo, this kind of Half-step Innate, reached it after cultivation to the Ninth Layer of Acquired Realm and taking an Innate Pill but failing to comprehend any secret skills or, on a higher level, Martial Intent... He does not count as a real Innate Martial Artist.

In the Divine Sword Sect, this is only considered Half-step Innate.

"Hm, this possibility is indeed high. Well then... Since Daoist Ye Huo is dead, our mission can be deemed perfectly complete."

Pang Bai nodded with a lightened mood.

Although there was a small mishap in the end, the task was still accomplished.

....

Several days later.

The caravan slowly arrived outside Lijian City.

"Madam Lin, having escorted you here, my task is also complete."

Li Qian rode his horse to the side of the carriage and spoke.

"Li Qian, you have had a hard journey."

Lin Yun descended from the carriage.

The journey had been arduous even for her, just sitting in the carriage, let alone for Li Qian who had to constantly watch the surroundings while escorting her.

"I bid you farewell."

Li Qian bowed with his hands and then with a tug of the reins, his gallant horse turned and bolted towards the direction of the Divine Sword Sect.

....

Chen Bell Platform.

This departure had been rather long, a full twenty days or more.

The bell tower was covered in dust everywhere.

When he returned, he even saw a wild chicken fluttering away.

Li Qian didn’t rush to clean up, but first estimated the current time and started adjusting the long-unused hourglass.

After making the preparations, he finally began to clean the dust in the room.

Come the time of hai (9-11pm), Li Qian ascended to the top of the Bell Platform.

Touching the worn striker that had developed a patina, a sense of deep calm suddenly arose in Li Qian’s heart.

He did not feel the least bit rusty having not rung the bell for over twenty days.

The connection he shared with the Chen Bell persisted no matter the distance that lay between them.

Standing beside the Chen Bell at this moment, he felt a special kind of closeness as if he shared a blood bond with it.

As the appointed hour arrived, he inhaled deeply, pushed the striker, and struck the Chen Bell forcefully.

Along with the ringing of the clear bell sound.

The Chen Bell Sound, which had disappeared for more than twenty days, once again echoed among the peaks and mountains of Divine Sword Sect.

Dong dong dong dong dong...

All this, in addition to his diligent practice, was also due to the guidance from Li Qian, the Inner Sect Disciple. _{freēwēbnovel.com}