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Chapter 156 Magical Artifact - The Silent Guest

At the end of the Yin hour, just as dawn was breaking, a group of people came down from the direction of Yinlong Mountain.

Upon hearing the commotion, Shen Chongming and Zhao Tuan exchanged a glance and hurriedly went to meet them.

"uncle?"

As the two approached, they could vaguely make out that the person walking at the front of the crowd looked like Huang Lin, and Shen Chongming called out to him.

Huang Lin didn't speak, silently carrying Huang Qingzhou's body past the two men, and knelt down in front of Shen Wenxing with a thud.

Seeing this, Shen Wenxing's heart tightened, and he quickly came forward to help him up, saying:
"Brother Lin..."

“Uncle…is gone…” Huang Lin choked out, seemingly unable to contain his grief any longer, and burst into tears!
Shen Wenxing's expression froze instantly, and he turned to look at Huang Qingzhou in front of him, muttering incoherently.

"Father-in-law..."

Shen Chongming, who had caught up with Huang Lin, also heard Huang Lin's words. The rhinoceros horn bow in his hand instantly fell to the ground, and he scrambled to Huang Qingzhou's body, bursting into tears.

“Grandpa!!!”

Tears welled up in the eyes of the father and son as if a dam had been breached.

Behind him, other tribal soldiers and young men from the village also gathered around, their hearts filled with grief as they looked at the old man's body.

Ever since the Shen family established a martial arts school in Blackwater Pool and Huang Qingzhou became the head of the school, the villagers in various villages of Yunshui Town, whether they had studied martial arts at the school or had family members studying martial arts there, all knew something about him.

Huang Qingzhou was approachable, honest, and earnest, and was highly respected by the martial arts school's students.

Seeing this old man die suddenly, everyone is naturally finding it hard to accept.

"Damn barbarians!"

"I'm going to kill them!"

"Kill them!"

"We can't wait any longer, let's go into the mountains and find those bastards!"

Some villagers from martial arts schools were filled with rage and immediately decided to take the initiative to go into the mountains to find the barbarian warriors and avenge Huang Qingzhou.

"Stop the fucking!"

Shen Wenxing suddenly stood up and let out a loud shout.

The villagers who were clamoring to go into the mountains were all silenced and turned to look at Shen Wenxing.

"Homeowner..."

Some people were unwilling to accept this and wanted to speak out.

Shen Wenxing glanced at him coldly.

The man was so frightened that he immediately shut his mouth.

"Brother Lin, please take your father-in-law back to the village first. After we deal with the current enemy, I will personally take him home."

He turned to look at Huang Lin and spoke.

Chongming!

"You take some men to escort your grandfather home, your uncle is staying behind to fight the enemy!"

Huang Lin suddenly grabbed the spear beside him and spoke.

"Brother Lin!"

Shen Wenxing raised his voice considerably, his eyes filled with pleading.

Upon seeing this, Huang Lin was stunned for a long time, and finally could only nod resentfully, and together with several villagers, escorted Huang Qingzhou's body down the mountain to the village.

In the dense forest on the outskirts of Hidden Dragon Mountain.

Many warriors from the Western Wilderness were nimbly moving through the mountains and forests, gradually leaving behind the Shen family soldiers who were chasing them.

The group of barbarian soldiers slowly gathered around a young man who held a strange large bow and whose face was tattooed with mysterious runes.

This young man was none other than Alaigu, who had reported the news to Yang Xun, the chief disciple of Hundred Beasts Mountain.

He was the one who ambushed Huang Qingzhou earlier.

Alaigu clearly possessed the cultivation level of the fourth level of Qi Refining, and Huang Qingzhou would not be able to withstand him in a head-on confrontation.

Yet he stood by and watched Huang Qingzhou slaughter his own people, using their lives to deplete the spiritual energy within a cultivator.

When Huang Qingzhou lowered his guard, he secretly launched a sneak attack.

"How many of us are there?"

The east was already showing the first light of dawn. Alaigu looked at a short, stout tribesman with a short braid next to him and asked.

The barbarian soldier with the short braid glanced back at his tribesmen, then placed his left hand on his right shoulder and respectfully said, "Reporting to the commander, there should be less than two thousand men."

Upon hearing this, Alaigu raised an eyebrow, his eyes filled with resentment.

He brought a total of 5,000 elite troops from his tribe with him when he attacked Yunshui Town.

These five thousand people represent the entirety of their Alaigu tribe's resources, and before they even entered Yunshui Town, they have already lost more than three thousand.

"Leader, many brothers died at the hands of that old bastard from the Shen family!"

The man with the short braid gritted his teeth and said.

Alaigu narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "That old man has been shot dead by me."

"We'll be leaving the mountain soon, so let's cheer up, lads! Food, women, treasure, and those magical rice and medicines are right before our eyes!"

"The master has promised that everyone will receive a share of the immortal rewards upon our return!"

Hearing his call, the exhausted barbarian soldiers, who had been running wildly, suddenly became excited and shouted as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"Grab your bows, grip your swords, and charge with me!"

With another impassioned speech, Alaigu immediately prepared to lead his men down the mountain.

Just then, a streak of blue light shot out from the jungle behind them.

next moment!
The blue streak of light sped along, cutting across the entire barbarian warriors' ranks!
Everything encountered along the way, whether people or towering ancient trees, was as easy as tofu in front of that blue light, and was instantly pierced through!
One barbarian soldier after another was killed, but the speed of the blue streak was not affected at all, and it rushed towards Alaigu at the front of the crowd.

Upon hearing the commotion, Alaigu immediately turned around, only to find that the blue light had already brought the two guards who had pierced through him close in!

Zheng!
A stream of cyan light transformed into a long sword, which hovered silently above his face, its terrifying killing intent firmly locked onto him.

Then, a figure slowly walked out from the distant jungle. Those barbarian soldiers who had narrowly escaped death exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, and charged forward with their swords drawn!

However, Shen Wen'an's gaze remained fixed on Alaigu, who was locked onto by the long sword formed from the Tai Xuan sword energy, from beginning to end.

The barbarian warriors who charged forward were only a short distance away from him when their scimitars were suddenly shattered by an invisible sword aura.

Immediately afterwards, fine, hair-like wounds appeared on their clothes and skin all over their bodies, and large amounts of blood oozed from the wounds.

As a barbarian soldier rushed forward and raised his sword to strike, he was surprised to find that the arm holding the sword had flown straight out of his hand!
Someone was running when they suddenly felt their body drop low. When they turned around, they realized that their lower body had somehow ended up in the same spot...

Shen Wen'an stepped forward, and with each step he took, everything around him, from barbarian soldiers to the thick ancient trees, was cut down by invisible sword energy!
When he arrived in front of Alaigu, only Alaigu remained of the five thousand barbarian soldiers who had attacked.

Looking at the horrific scene before him, with rivers of blood and severed limbs scattered everywhere, Alaigu's eyes were filled with horror.

He had no idea who this young man in the blue robe, who looked extremely cold and aloof, was.

He had no idea what level of cultivation the other party possessed, but as he walked along, it was as if countless invisible blades were wielding around him, silently killing all his clansmen!

"Which tribe in the Western Wilderness do you come from?"

Shen Wen'an spoke calmly.

Upon hearing this, Alaigu was immediately horrified!
He understood that the other party spared his life not for any other reason than to find out which tribe he came from.

"You are an immortal from the Immortal Sect... the Immortal Sect?"

"Behind us are a hundred beasts... a mountain... coo coo..."

Alaigu wanted to bring up the name of Hundred Beasts Mountain, but before he could finish speaking, a line of blood slowly appeared on his neck!
Immediately afterwards, a large amount of blood gushed from its mouth, and its life force quickly dissipated.

Having dealt with everyone, Shen Wen'an glanced around to make sure there were no survivors and was about to leave when his gaze fell upon the strange large bow in Alaigu's hand.

The large bow emitted a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy, resembling a magical artifact.

Noticing this, Shen Wen'an reached out and pulled the large bow into his hand.

The large bow was smaller than a normal rhinoceros horn bow, but it was several times heavier. The bow frame was made of the bone of an unknown animal, and the bowstring was light red, resembling the sinew of some kind of monster.

Three small characters are engraved on the side of the white, jade-like animal bone bow.

The Silent Guest.

Is this the name of the bow?
That's quite interesting...

Stroking the three small characters, Shen Wen'an's expression softened slightly as he whispered:
"Perfect for Chongming."

……

Outside Blackstone Village, the sun was slowly rising. Shen Wenxing and a group of villagers had been waiting for nearly two hours, but they still hadn't seen any signs of the Western Wilderness Barbarians.

Just as everyone was getting impatient, a figure slowly appeared on the mountain path.

"Third uncle?"

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Shen Chongming shouted.

The others looked at Shen Wen'an with strange expressions.

Most of them had only heard of Shen Wen'an's name and had hardly ever seen him in person.

Upon seeing it for the first time, everyone found it very novel and whispered among themselves.

When Shen Wenxing saw his younger brother coming from that direction, he understood what was going on.

The crisis has been resolved.

Those warriors from the Western Wilderness tribes who encountered him would probably have a very hard time making it to Blackstone Village alive.

"Liu Fang, let the clansmen go back."

"The elderly and children can also be brought back."

He turned to look at Liu Fang, the head of the Liu family, and spoke.

Upon hearing this, Liu Fang immediately breathed a sigh of relief and cupped his hands in greeting, signaling the people behind him to leave.

"Third Uncle..." Shen Chongming approached Shen Wen'an with a sob in his voice, tears welling in his eyes, and said, "Grandpa is dead..."

Shen Wen'an was stunned for a moment, and the blurry face of Huang Qingzhou appeared in his mind.

He wasn't very familiar with Huang Qingzhou; over the years, he had only met him a handful of times.

But he understood that the man was his elder brother's father-in-law, his sister-in-law's father, and Chongming and Chonghong's maternal grandfather.

Shen Wenxing also came forward, and seeing the large animal bone bow in his hand, he said in a deep voice, "Is everything resolved?"

Shen Wen'an nodded: "Not a single one was left."

"Big brother..."

Sensing the sadness in his elder brother's eyes, he wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

“Let’s go, my father-in-law’s body is still in the village, let’s take him home.”

Shen Wen'an nodded and followed Shen Wenxing and his son to Black Stone Village.

Upon seeing them return, Huang Lin rose from beside Huang Qingzhou's body.

"Stone……"

“Wen’an has killed them all,” Shen Wenxing said in a low voice. “My father-in-law’s revenge has been avenged.”

Upon hearing this, Huang Lin glanced at Shen Wen'an with gratitude.

"Brother Lin, let's take my father-in-law back."

Huang Lin nodded, and together with Shen Wenxing, they carried Huang Qingzhou toward the Shen family manor.

"This is the bow that killed your grandfather."

Shen Wen'an walked behind him and looked at Shen Chongming beside him, who was looking sad and sobbing. He spoke up.

He didn't know how to comfort people, but he felt that giving him his enemy's magical artifact would make him feel better.

Suppressing his grief, Shen Chongming looked at the large bow made of animal bones, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to take it.

In a sense, this great bow was obtained by his maternal grandfather at the cost of his life.

Holding the bow frame, Shen Chongming secretly vowed to use this bow to protect his family and never let them suffer any more accidents.

(End of this chapter)