Mythical Cultivation

Chapter 306 Entering the village

The blue wolf stared at the crow in front of him with wide eyes, who had a playful smile and didn't care. The anger in his heart was instantly ignited, like a blazing fire, burning more and more vigorously.

You know, although they have a pretty good relationship on weekdays, they are not in the mood to joke at this moment!

The blue wolf roared at the crow with an angry face, "Crow, you still have the mind to laugh with me! Something big has happened!

I don't know when that group of people disappeared without a trace. I just went to check their residence, expecting to see them, but there was no sign of them!

I really don't know when they left. If these guys were coming for our village, they might have sneaked up the mountain by now!"

The crow, who was originally smiling, suddenly changed his expression when he heard this, as if he was cast under a spell, and his smile disappeared in an instant.

His brows furrowed, his eyes revealing a hint of nervousness and confusion. He quickly pressed on, "Are you sure they're heading for our stronghold? If I'm wrong, wouldn't I be guilty of lying about military intelligence?"

Qinglang gritted his teeth and replied seriously, "I'm not 100% sure, but think about it, they deliberately kept the lights on late at night to create the illusion that they weren't asleep yet.

I waited until the lights went out before quietly checking the situation. All three rooms were empty, not a single person in sight! If these people had no ill intentions, why would they resort to such tactics to confuse us?

However, he was completely unaware of this, and Wu Ming and others were also kept in the dark, completely unaware that someone was secretly monitoring them.

In fact, they had no intention of confusing the Black Dragon Village bandits.

In truth, Wu Ming and his group had only just left their home. And Qing Lang, to be on the safe side, had deliberately waited a full half hour longer. But who could have known that this small time difference would ultimately lead to a haphazard situation, leaving Qing Lang and his group empty-handed.

It should be noted that even for masters at the Exorcist Realm, the range of their spiritual awareness is at least a hundred feet wide. However, even so, it is not certain that any person at the Exorcist Realm would open their spiritual awareness and scan everywhere all day long.

After all, maintaining the spiritual consciousness in an open state requires energy and effort. Therefore, usually, people will only activate the spiritual consciousness when it is really necessary.

After hearing what Qinglang said, Crow understood in his heart: there was indeed a possibility that this group of people would go to their village.

Thinking of this, the crow knew that this matter was of great importance and could not be delayed any longer. Rather than waiting for death and missing the opportunity to fight, it would be better to report this situation back to the mountain as soon as possible.

Even if what is conveyed is just a highly likely speculation, it is better than not mentioning any key information and not reporting it!

With this thought, Crow no longer hesitated and immediately ordered his men to quickly deliver the news that "someone may have broken into the mountain" to the mountain.

As for Wu Ming and Zhou Ling, they were walking on thin ice all the way, always keeping a high level of vigilance, for fear that they would accidentally alert the secret sentry and fall into the trap set by the enemy.

They tiptoed slowly up the winding path, constantly scanning the surroundings, not missing any corner where a secret sentry might be hiding.

However, what was surprising was that even though the two of them had reached the gate of the stronghold in fear, they never noticed even the slightest sign of the existence of secret sentries.

This situation made them suspicious, but their tense hearts relaxed a little, and they were secretly glad. After all, being able to reach the Black Dragon Stronghold so smoothly was beyond their expectations.

As they approached, they saw that the stronghold's gate was closed, but two night watchmen were standing at the entrance. Fortunately, this did not pose a significant obstacle to Wu Ming and Zhou Ling's plan. With their agility and skillful techniques, they easily avoided the gatekeepers' sight and successfully entered the stronghold.

As soon as I entered the village, I was greeted by a vast, open space. The ground was paved with smooth, flat bluestone bricks, appearing perfectly organized. It wasn't hard to deduce that this was the training ground used by the Black Dragon Village for military exercises.

It was still dark, and a dozen or so bandits were still patrolling the grounds. They all had gleaming knives or swords hanging from their waists, and each one looked ferocious and menacing.

However, it was already late at night, and after a long patrol, the gang was clearly exhausted. They yawned and looked listless, completely lacking the spirited and orderly appearance they had shown in the first half of the night.

They were either in groups of two or three, whispering to each other; or alone, leaning against the wall, closing their eyes and taking a nap, completely losing their necessary alertness.

"Uncle Qing, look at you. Is it really necessary to go out on patrol in the dead of night? Could it be that some foolish fellow dared to trespass into our Black Dragon Village?"

A young Black Dragon Village bandit walked casually, asking questions to the middle-aged man walking in front of the team with a puzzled look on his face.

The middle-aged man called Uncle Qing turned around upon hearing this, glared sternly at the young man behind him, and whispered, "Ah Chun, stop talking nonsense! Although our Black Dragon Village is famous and feared by all, the world is vast and full of strange things. There are always those ignorant, self-important, so-called righteous knights who want to come and wipe out our village.

Even though these people all failed without exception, we still can't let our guard down! Remember, you can only say this to me. If the captain or the hall master accidentally hears it, you will be in trouble!

As he spoke, Uncle Qing's eyes revealed a barely perceptible trace of concern.

It turned out that this young man named Achun was the orphan of his brother. Uncle Qing had always treated him like his own son and loved him very much, and he took good care of him on weekdays.

Even after hearing Ah Chun say such disrespectful words, Uncle Qing did not blame him too much. He just warned him not to speak without restraint in front of others.

Ah Chun was clearly aware of Uncle Qing's love for her, so she immediately approached Uncle Qing with a smile and started to act coquettishly: "Hehe, Uncle Qing, I know what's going on. At most, I'll just nag you a few times. I won't say this to anyone else."

As he spoke, the young man gently tugged at the sleeve of the middle-aged man, Uncle Qing, looking very innocent.