Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning Chapter 978 - Capítulo 978: 393: Landing on the Island (3)

Capítulo 978: Chapter 393: Landing on the Island (3)

As a pretext to hold a martial arts tournant for marriage, young cultivators like Shi Cheng were coaxed to this place.

Moreover, it wasn’t just the young ones.

Duan Wenwu arrived on the island for reasons unknown…

Or perhaps Shi Cheng was outright lying?

While pondering, just as he was about to respond to Shi Cheng, Su Mo’s expression suddenly turned peculiar, and then he looked into the depths of the forest.

At that mont, a short cry rang out.

It disappeared as quickly as it ca.

The sound ca from the direction Su Mo was looking.

“Let’s go!”

At Su Mo’s command, he imdiately grabbed Wei Ziyi with one hand and Zhen Xiaoxiao with the other, rushing towards that spot.

Just now on the beach, Zhen Xiaoxiao’s weight was too great, so Su Mo had to carry her.

Now, with peril lurking on the island, Su Mo dared not let Wei Ziyi trail behind slowly.

She was unable to move due to martial arts, so Su Mo naturally had to lend a hand.

On the other hand, Yang Xiaoyun used her Divine Transformation technique; without Su Mo running at full speed, Yang Xiaoyun could still keep up.

Thus, Su Mo, Yang Xiaoyun, Wei Ziyi, and Zhen Xiaoxiao were the first to arrive at the location.

But the place was empty.

Only towering trees blocked the sky, making the forest especially dark.

And a strange, indescribable scent lingered everywhere.

Yet, the person who cried out was nowhere to be seen.

Surveying the surroundings, Su Mo suddenly looked upwards:

“Since senior is here, why not show yourself?”

“You are quite surprising, young man.”

From the treetop descended an old man.

He was shabbily dressed, holding a half-eaten greasy chicken leg in one hand, while the other grasped a severed hand, still clutching an unsheathed longsword.

This was the ruthless Poison Master of Chi Yan Island.

The old man’s eyes scanned across Zhen Xiaoxiao, Wei Ziyi, and Yang Xiaoyun.

He then smirked at Su Mo:

“I thought you were full of affection, but unexpectedly, you have a broad mind.”

“…Senior, please mind your words.”

Su Mo’s eyelids twitched.

“This old man couldn’t care less about your trivial matters.”

Poison Master rolled his eyes dramatically, about to speak, when footsteps were heard again.

A glance revealed the four ladies of East, South, West, and North, carrying Little Situ as they arrived.

Following them were Zhou Wenjing, Cheng Suying, and Duan Renjie.

And trailing behind those three was unexpectedly Shi Cheng.

“…People wander Jianghu, yet you drag your family along.”

Poison Master found this quite remarkable.

“…Since senior arrived early, do you know what happened here? Where did this severed hand co from?”

Su Mo had to speak up, lest the old man, who shows no respect for age, spouts more strange words.

Poison Master furrowed his brows:

“The matters here are quite peculiar…

“This old man arrived not much earlier than you, it’s rely a short while ahead.

“Upon arriving at this place, I saw nothing.

“Yet earlier, I distinctly heard a cry.

“How is it that now there’s no trace at all?

“Only a severed hand remains, holding a longsword.

“Hmm, do any of you recognize this sword?

“This old man has been away from Jianghu for many years, knowing little of the new talents.”

The empty forest was silent, the night dark and heavy.

A short cry, heard and vanished, left only a severed hand upon further search?

Su Mo frowned, glancing at Zhou Wenjing not far away.

Zhou Wenjing, though wary of this old man and sensing his mysterious identity, saw him in conversation with Su Mo. It was evident they were acquainted, so she approached openly.

Her gaze lingered slightly on the longsword, her brows knitting:

“This is the Fenshui Sword!

“It’s Lang Xingkong, the Sword Shocking Northwest’s, sword!”

Her words were filled with shock:

“Lang the Hero’s swordsmanship and martial arts are extraordinary. In the Northwest Islands, even minor figures are so terrified of him that they flee at the sight.

“Who could leave his sword and a hand here?

“Moreover, by the looks of it… he didn’t even have the chance to draw his sword before failing.”

Su Mo didn’t know the extraordinary prowess of the Sword Shocking Northwest.

But from Zhou Wenjing’s words, he could imagine this person was a renowned figure in Jianghu.

Carefully inspecting the severed hand’s cut, he found it neat yet devoid of any Sword Qi or Blade Qi, unclear why it was severed.

He shook his head lightly, sniffing again:

“What’s that sll?”

“A mix of herbal scents.”

Little Situ spoke up: “But there’s sothing else mixed in. Can’t quite specify, but it’s not poison.”

“Herbal, bloody, and the decay of rotting flesh.”

Poison Master added to Little Situ’s description:

“Yet there’s neither dicine pots nor bleeding nor rotting corpses here…

“Combining these seems impossible, sothing no one can explain.

“Damn it…

“This old man thought there’d be great fortune on Longmu Island.

“Not to ntion rare herbs everywhere, piles of gold and silver.

“Sothing should be gained at least.

“Yet unexpectedly, nothing desirable was found, only a puzzling severed hand.

“The mastermind leaves no clues but has a sowhat eerie presence…”

“…”

Zhen Xiaoxiao, upon hearing this, instinctively widened her eyes:

“Master, could there be ghosts here?”

“…Fried or stead?”

“Try it stead?”

Zhen Xiaoxiao swallowed and, after blurting out, quickly shook her head:

“I don’t eat ghosts.”

“…Even if you wanted, there aren’t any.”

Su Mo rolled his eyes:

“In Jianghu, where are there ghosts or gods?

“It’s just that there are plenty pretending to be a god.”

With that, he glanced at the Poison Master and said with a smile:

“Senior surely knows, opportunities often accompany danger.

“Perhaps this Sword Shocking Northwest encountered an opportunity, but unfortunately failed to grasp it and lost his life instead?

“However, since we’re already on this island, we must uncover the truth. Whatever intentions the mastermind has, there will co a ti when their plot is revealed.”

Everyone nodded in agreent.

Zhou Wenjing was especially worried.

According to their schedule, Zhang Quan and her senior brother should also be on the island by now.

But earlier on the beach, she hadn’t seen them.

With the island’s weather unpredictable, she didn’t know about their safety.

Then there was her master, who had arrived here earlier.

Yet there had been no news from him.

She wondered how he was now.

Calming these thoughts, she was about to continue with Su Mo when suddenly the Poison Master spoke:

“Soone else is coming?”