Hearing Lin Yun’er say this, Chen Ping laughed. It seemed that the county lord of Dongxiang County was colluding with the six temples, sending cultivators to them under the guise of opening altars for lectures, while the six temples surely offered him benefits in return.
“No matter. Take us to have a look. If your county lord does not allow entry, we shall not insist.”
Chen Ping said.
“Very well. Since you have decided, I shall lead the way.”
Lin Yun’er bit her lip and said, “However, we must act with caution. Our county lord is extremely suspicious.”
“Moreover, I suspect our county lord has some deal with the Divine Hall, continuously sending cultivators from Dongxiang County to the six temples. Some of those sent away never return, and those who do come back seem to have become demented.”
“I once secretly investigated, but found nothing. My father has been sent away this time too. I meant to find him, yet I ran into two cultivators from the six temples instead.”
Chen Ping smiled faintly: “Your guess is correct. Those sent away are ostensibly for lectures at the altars, but in truth, it is to harvest their souls. Cultivators whose souls are harvested gradually become demented, their cultivation stagnates, and they can no longer advance.”
“Ah? How do you know?” Lin Yun’er had not expected Chen Ping to know this.
“Of course I know. Just a few days ago, I destroyed one of the six temples’ altars for lectures and smashed the soul urns used to collect souls.”
Chen Ping laughed.
Lin Yun’er was filled with disbelief. She had not expected Chen Ping to dare destroy the six temples’ property, openly opposing them.
After all, in this Seventh Heaven, the six temples as a branch of the Divine Hall were something no one wished to provoke.
“Our county lord is truly despicable. In that case, is my father not in danger too? I shall take you to find our county lord right now.”
Lin Yun’er said through gritted teeth, full of rage.
Chen Ping nodded, then turned his gaze to the two black-robed cultivators.
Now that they knew his intentions, they could not be left alive.
A flash of killing intent crossed his eyes, like two icy swords.
The two cultivators seemed to sense Chen Ping’s intent, terror appearing on their faces at once.
“Fellow Daoist, spare us! We know nothing! Please let us go!”
They dropped to their knees in desperate plea, hoping to save their lives.
Their bodies shook incessantly, like lambs awaiting slaughter.
But Chen Ping remained unmoved, another glint of killing intent in his eyes.
He never showed mercy to those of the Divine Hall.
Especially the six temples. Recalling the possible atrocities they had committed, he vowed inwardly to make them pay for their deeds.
As for the Fourth Temple Master, that was an exception.
“Since you are people of the Divine Hall, then die!”
Before the words had fully left his mouth, two streams of black and white flame shot from Chen Ping’s fingertips, instantly engulfing the two black-robed cultivators.
The flames were like two enraged dragons, carrying an aura of utter destruction.
The two cultivators did not even have time to cry out before the flames reduced them to ashes, leaving not a single trace.
A gust of wind blew, and the ashes scattered with it, as if they had never existed.
Lin Yun’er was stunned by the scene.
She had not expected Chen Ping to be so decisive in killing, striking without a moment’s hesitation.
“Senior… you…”
Lin Yun’er stammered, looking at Chen Ping with eyes full of awe and fear.
In her heart, she wondered what this man had endured to possess such formidable strength and resolute decisiveness.
Chen Ping withdrew his gaze and said indifferently: “The people of the six temples have committed countless evils; their deaths are well deserved. Let us go to Dongxiang County.”
Lin Yun’er nodded and turned towards the direction of Dongxiang County.
Hu Mazi and Chen Ping hurried after her. The figures of the three soon vanished into the windswept sands of the wilderness.
