My path to immortality began with my posting to guard Dawancun.

Chapter 45 Undercurrent
Shen Changchuan hid in the dense forest and observed carefully.

To better conceal himself, he even learned the Breath Concealment Technique from the spellbook left behind by the Four Fiends of Heshan.

He carefully observed the movements of the Swift Falcon.
Including its injuries,

The timing of hunting away from the nest, the methods of hunting, the intervals between departures, and so on.

Find a way to deal with that guy.

Through this tireless observation...
Shen Changchuan eventually obtained most of the information about the Gale Falcon.

Using these as models,

He pondered ways to deal with the Gale Falcon, simulating various methods.
We want to completely eliminate this threat.

At last,
After two more days of deep thought...

I mentally rehearsed more than a dozen contingency plans.

Shen Changchuan's final decision was to retreat.

"The success rate is too low."

"That thing is too fast. With all my current methods, only the Soul-Capturing Bell can hit it and pose some threat to it."

"But given the experience from last time, I'm afraid the surprise attack won't be as effective again. Moreover, even if the surprise attack succeeds, the 'stun' time brought by the Soul-Capturing Bell won't be enough for me to severely injure or kill it while it's under control."

"Once it takes to the sky, I am completely powerless to stop it."

Based on the results of careful observation over the past few days,

Shen Changchuan decisively rejected all the plans.

Based on various reasonable deductions, if we only consider Shen Changchuan's current methods, the probability of failing to deal with that guy is over 70% or 80%.

But if the other party flies into the sky
Then there's absolutely no chance.

then,

Shen Changchuan didn't intend to waste any more time.

It did not cause the slightest commotion.
Leave quietly.

"If a hasty attack fails again, the next time we face it, having learned two lessons, the difficulty will likely increase several times over!"

"So to deal with that guy, we have to kill him in one blow! We can't let him have any chance to escape."

"I need to prepare properly."

On the way back,
Shen Changchuan carefully made his way back the way he came.

He was thinking about a plan to deal with the Gale Falcon.

Existing methods
To say that it can be completely solved is simply difficult.

Shen Changchuan didn't want to gamble on the two or three chances of success.

So the only way is...
That means strengthening ourselves.

"If there are corresponding magical artifacts, spells, or formations, that would also be acceptable."

"We should first go and check out the caravans gathered in Wujiaji to see if there are any suitable methods before making any decisions."

"If I can't find a good solution either, maybe I can lie low for a while and improve my cultivation level. Anyway, there are still six months until spring planting and summer harvest, so there might be a way to deal with it by then."

While thinking,

Shen Changchuan focused his gaze on the progress bar panel, on the Qingmu Sword Light, which was still stuck at 1% progress and had not been able to improve.

Shen Changchuan could sense that this spell was very powerful.

If one could cultivate it to perfection,
He was 80-90% confident that he could use this opportunity to kill the Gale Falcon!

For this,

He wasn't entirely without options.

not to mention,
"At worst, we can call in reinforcements and ask the cultivators from those six villages to come and help us resolve this together."

"There will always be a way."

Thinking of this,

Shen Changchuan felt a little relieved.

It took several days,
We returned to Dawancun via the same route.

In a remote village,

The entire village was spotless at that moment, without a single person in sight.

There wasn't even a dog.
There was deathly silence all around.

now,

The square in the center of the village,
The corpses, regardless of age or gender, were piled up into a small mountain.

Each of the dead had a ferocious expression, as if they had witnessed some extremely terrifying horror before their deaths.

at the same time,

A black-robed man wearing a bronze mask spread his palm out towards the mountain of corpses.

A crimson light rose from the mountain of corpses, thick as blood and radiating a scarlet glow.

The layers of corpses seemed to have all their life force drained away at that moment, quickly shriveling up like mummies that had existed for thousands of years.

Then,

Red light flashing,

A longsword of white bone, radiating endless resentment and filled with ominous intent, rose from the mountain of corpses. It was seized by the figure in the bronze mask.

"Congratulations, sir! You have successfully forged the weapon and your strength has greatly increased!"

at this time,

An aged voice came from behind.

However, although the voice was congratulating,
But if you listen carefully, you can tell that there is absolutely no sincerity in it.

It's just some polite words.

The figure in the bronze mask turned its head.

The once empty village has now been filled with twenty or thirty people of different kinds.

There was an old man who was hunched over and emaciated, like a dried corpse.

There were brothers who carried long swords and had unruly faces.

There were also burly butchers whose faces were wrapped in long black cloth strips and who held a blood-stained pig-slaughtering knife in their hands.

These people gathered together for some reason.
However, they all maintained a certain distance from each other, and one could vaguely sense a sense of wariness, alienation, and distrust.

The figure in the bronze mask didn't care; the white bone sword seemed to melt into his arm like liquid.

immediately,

He turned around and scanned his surroundings.

"Where are the Four Fiends of Heshan? I haven't seen them."

The bronze-masked figure glanced around and noticed that a few people seemed to be missing. He spoke in a cold, machine-like voice.

"Does anyone here recognize these four brothers? My bottle of Qi-Inducing Pills isn't something you can just take so easily."

His voice remained completely still.
But everyone present felt a chill run down their spines.

What is certain is that

If the Four Fiends of Heshan really take the goods and run away without doing anything, their fate will definitely not be good.

"Cough cough."

But then he coughed, which drew the attention of everyone around him.

He was an old man with a cane in his hand, his arms as withered as claws, and his hair gray.

He smiled and nodded at everyone, then said:

“I have heard about this matter. It is said that the Four Fiends of Heshan were killed in a place called Dawan Village. Their heads were hung up and they can no longer come here.”

"Oh, is that so? Those Four Fiends of Heshan possess a weapon that is said to be called the Soul-Capturing Bell. If the four of them join forces, even a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining might not be able to subdue them. Where did this ferocious dragon from across the river come from?"

"Hmph, he's not some powerful figure crossing the river. He's just a member of the Shen family, but I heard his cultivation level is only around the third or fourth level of Qi Refining, and his methods are quite ordinary."

"Old Ghost Song, are you kidding me? How could a mere Qi Refining Stage 3 or 4 possibly deal with the Four Fiends of Heshan?! You must know that their leader's cultivation level is at the peak of Stage 6, not to mention that he wields a deadly weapon like the Soul-Capturing Bell. I've heard that the Wu family once sent a Qi Refining Stage 7 cultivator to hunt them down, but he still couldn't capture them!"

Some people raised questions and refuted the claims on the spot.

I don't believe it at all.

"Hehehe, who knows? Those four brothers usually love to pretend to be innocent and approach and deceive those naive youngsters. Maybe this time they're playing dumb to fool others, but they actually end up being the ones who are tricked and killed?"

Old Ghost Song cackled strangely.

He then continued speaking, his aged and hoarse voice now seeming to possess a captivating allure:
"The Four Fiends of Heshan are dead, and their inheritance has probably all fallen into that kid's hands. Why don't you all go and test him out?"

"If you don't trust me, you can investigate for yourselves."

"I imagine that even if a mere brat at the third or fourth level of Qi Refining has some skill, he would be no match for you all."

With this remark,
Many of the people present had their eyes gleaming, clearly indicating that they had already formed their own ideas.

However, some people gave Song Laogui a deep look.

Is this old ghost really that kind-hearted? Would he just give them such a great benefit for nothing?

joke!

How could someone who has been in this industry for so long be a kind-hearted person?

It seems this old ghost wasn't sure of the other party's methods himself, and wanted to trick a few cannon fodder into going to test the waters for him.

However, this might also be an opportunity.

For a time,

The people around them each had their own ulterior motives.

"All right!"

at this time,

The bronze-masked figure in front spoke coldly, his icy voice interrupting everyone's thoughts.

"Since he's dead, then so be it."

"But I want to make it clear beforehand that the purpose of gathering you all here at great cost is to break through Wu Family Village."

"What happens after Wujiaji is yours to do. But if anyone acts on their own initiative before Wujiaji is captured, causing the operation to fail, I will hunt them down across mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, and I will definitely tear their souls out of their bodies, so that they will never be reincarnated!"

The figure in the bronze mask spoke coldly.

The white bone sword, radiating a blood-red light, slashed down, carving a deep trench several dozen feet long into the ground!
A terrifying aura of bloodlust swept across all directions.
No one around dared to speak.

(End of this chapter)