Chapter 589 Plan
Late at night.
Territory of the Dawn Alliance.
The Xiongtou Race is a rather peculiar-looking race. Their bodies and limbs are undoubtedly like humans, but there are very distinct differences. They have no heads on their shoulders; instead, above the shoulders is a flat surface, similar to having been beheaded. In reality, their heads are located on their chests.
Because their heads are at the front, they can't keep an eye on the back, so their back's defensive power is extremely strong, covered in a layer of hard black armor. Usually, when they fight against other members of the Yi Tribe, they don't need to worry about their backs.
In this time's stand-off at the Land of Inheritance, the Xiongtou Race chose to seek shelter under the Dawn Alliance. They currently belong to the Dawn Alliance.
Tonight, it is the Xiongtou Race's turn for patrol duty.
"Master, shall we take a break here?"
A young cultivator of the Xiongtou Race walked along the Black Water Riverbank, stretched lazily, and sat on a rock by the riverbank, yawning.
"How can you be so slack during patrol?" a slightly older Xiongtou Race cultivator reprimanded.
The older cultivator's name is Guan Qiancheng, an expert at the early stage of the Heavenly Connection realm and a leader of the Xiongtou Race. Because of the Giant Spirit threats, experts at the Heavenly Connection level also need to be scheduled for duty, making it fair for everyone.
Accompanying him on patrol today is his apprentice, Guan Baishan, at the orifice transforming initial stage.
"Master, it's completely pointless for us to patrol so hard. No one dares to cause trouble here anymore, and it's almost dawn. Those Giant Spirits won't come, and we've already done a round of patrol. Why not take a break?" Guan Baishan said with a lazy attitude.
"You always think about being lazy!" Guan Qiancheng glared at Guan Baishan, then looked at the pitch black surroundings, hesitated, and said, "Then rest for a quarter of an hour."
"Alright." Guan Baishan took out some wine, took a sip, and asked, "Master, do you want some?"
"No." Guan Qiancheng still looked quite serious.
"Then I'll drink."
Guan Baishan chuckled and took a big swig. He wiped the wine from his mouth and then asked, "Master, I feel like something is quite complicated this time. What do you think about Xiang Beifei's issue?"
Though they joined the Dawn Alliance led by the Demon Tentacle Race, they kept an eye on the Zha Jiang Stronghold. After all, this cooperation is only temporary; everyone wants to find a suitable camp.
"He's a cultivation genius. Looking across all races, there probably aren't many who can surpass him. It must be said that the cultivators from the Congji Abyss are truly formidable." Guan Qiancheng evaluated Xiang Beifei highly.
"Indeed, if it weren't for our slight conflict with the Tianmu Race, we would have joined Zha Jiang Stronghold back then." Guan Baishan remarked.
"Don't speak recklessly," Guan Qiancheng reproached solemnly. "Since we've already joined the Dawn Alliance, don't entertain second thoughts. Just do your duty well."
"Master, why did you choose to join the Dawn Alliance at the time?" Guan Baishan asked.
"Many years ago, in the wilderness, I inadvertently saved Elder You of the Demon Tentacle Race's life. At that time, You hadn't even entered the Heavenly Connection realm. Now, she is trapped here and came to invite me, and I agreed," Guan Qiancheng explained.
You is the cracked-mouth lady of the Demon Tentacle Race. Her current strength has already surpassed Guan Qiancheng's, not weaker than the split-head man of the past. That's why Guan Qiancheng didn't refuse when invited by the cracked-mouth lady.
"I see, otherwise we might have had another choice."
"There's no use thinking about other things, Xiang Beifei has already met with a mishap. Thinking about those things is pointless."
"That's true, what a pity for such a genius, to die at the hands of the Giant Spirits," Guan Baishan lamented.
At this moment, there was a sudden rustling sound from the Black Water Riverbank, as if something was crawling on the ground. They both immediately became alert.
"What's that noise?" Guan Qiancheng stood up at once, looking into the darkness.
"Should we go take a look? It might be a Giant Spirit," Guan Baishan asked quietly.
"I'll go check it out, you stay here and don't move."
Guan Qiancheng cautiously leapt forward, walking along the wooded riverbank, quickly disappearing into the darkness.
Guan Baishan, not as powerful as his master, stood watching from a distance.
Just then, a voice filled with shock and anger came from the forest, accompanied by a strong wave of Spiritual Power. Among it was Guan Qiancheng's voice angrily rebuking, "Fu Qiuzi, what are you doing?"
"Hehe, what am I doing? Naturally, killing you! Since you've run into me, you certainly won't leave alive!" Another voice vaguely came from the darkness.
"No, you're not... You're..."
"Die!"
Boom!
A violent aura exploded!
Hearing this sound, Guan Baishan, waiting in place, was startled.
"Master!"
He hurriedly ran in the direction of the sound, but he hadn't taken two steps when suddenly something rolled over from the darkness, landing right at Guan Baishan's feet.
At this time, dawn had arrived, and a glimmer of light appeared on the horizon. Guan Baishan looked down, and upon seeing it, his eyes nearly burst in anguish!
It was the head of his master, Guan Qiancheng!
Guan Qiancheng's head had been chopped off, and blood was gushing from the severed neck, his eyes wide open, and there seemed to be an expression of disbelief still on his face, even with a hint of confusion in his pupils.
"Master!"
Guan Baishan shouted in fear!
At that moment, a shadow shot out of the woods. Guan Baishan focused on it, and immediately clenched his fists.
He recognized that figure!
"Fu Qiuzi!"
Guan Baishan was trembling all over.
——
Behind a cliff.
Xuwang, the High Priest, was standing there, the dawn wind whipping their robes with a fierce sound.
Then a figure quickly soared up from below the cliff and landed beside him.
"High Priest," the Split-mouth Woman said respectfully.
Xuwang, the High Priest, kept coughing, casting his gaze over the Split-mouth Woman, and said, "Is the matter resolved?"
"Yes, I secretly destroyed Guan Qiancheng's Orifice Soul as well, and he is thoroughly dead," the Split-mouth Woman replied.
"I recall he saved your life," Xuwang said slowly.
The Split-mouth Woman chuckled lightly and said, "I don't have much gratitude; as long as I can pave the way for the High Priest's plans, even if he saved me, I would still kill him. Who told him to have a grudge with Fu Qiuzi of the Tianmu Race?"
Xuwang nodded slightly and then coughed violently again.
A moment later, the Split-mouth Woman asked, "High Priest, I don't understand, Xiang Beifei is already dead, why do we still have to stir this trouble?"
"The current target is Li Qianluo. Li Qianluo's origin is unknown, but she definitely knows some secrets about Xiang Beifei," said Xuwang, the High Priest.
At that moment, another figure leapt over—it was Fu Qiuzi!
"High Priest!" Fu Qiuzi said respectfully.
"Did anyone else see you?" Xuwang asked.
"Yes, clan members on duty from the Jiexiong tribe and the Mirror Eye Tribe saw me too. The Mirror Eye Tribe should have recorded it," Fu Qiuzi replied.
"Alright, you don't need to maintain this appearance; he will be here soon," said Xuwang, the High Priest.
"Understood."
Fu Qiuzi's figure suddenly began to twist and quickly transformed into a sly young man.
This person was not Fu Qiuzi at all, but a master of the Transforming Clan!
"I take my leave."
The Transforming Clan's young man chuckled and disappeared on the cliff.
Meanwhile, far away, a heart-wrenching shout from Guan Baishan echoed: "High Priest! High Priest, I beg you to avenge my master..."
"Finally here."
Xuwang laughed coldly.
By the Blackwater River, everyone had set rules; openly, private fights were not allowed, to act against Zha Jiang Stronghold, there had to be an excuse.
Though Guan Qiancheng of the Xiongtou Race joined their Demon Tentacle Race's Dawn Alliance and had saved the Split-mouth Woman's life, becoming a benefactor to her rebirth, and Guan Qiancheng was diligent in his regular duties, however—
It did not prevent the High Priest from ordering the Split-mouth Woman to kill Guan Qiancheng!
Just because the Xiongtou Race where Guan Qiancheng belonged, had a grudge with the Tianmu Race where Fu Qiuzi belonged. It was the perfect target to frame!
...
Within Zha Jiang Stronghold.
Li Qianluo dragged her chin in distress, her expression very gloomy. Fu Qiuzi stood next to her, looking very anxious. They had just returned from the Giant Spirit Village but still hadn't found Xiang Beifei.
"I can't believe the master with such powerful strength would meet trouble," Fu Qiuzi said.
"I don't quite believe it either, I've secretly gone many times these days, but I still haven't found him," Li Qianluo said.
At the time of the Black Jade Tree, the Giant Spirit suddenly appeared, scattering her and Xiang Beifei. She had been trying to contact Xiang Beifei, but failed repeatedly; the Giant Spirit glared at her menacingly, pursuing her relentlessly, forcing her to withdraw along the wall crevices.
But when she intended to find Xiang Beifei again, he was already gone, and the Black Jade Tree returned to normal. No matter how she searched, she couldn't find Xiang Beifei.
"Damn it, I thought he was resilient, how could he end up in trouble?" Li Qianluo looked very annoyed.
"How about I go and search again?" Fu Qiuzi suggested.
"Don't go, those Giant Spirits are tough, even I can't handle them," Li Qianluo said.
Fu Qiuzi sighed, seemingly unable to accept this fact, and said, "Clearly, the master is very adept at dealing with Giant Spirits, how could he find trouble?"
Li Qianluo didn't respond, merely drawing circles on the ground in frustration with a small stone, muttering, "Such a reckless fool! If I had known, I wouldn't have taken you there."
The more she spoke, the more frustrated she became.
But just then, a noisy sound came suddenly from outside the valley, accompanied by a few extremely powerful Spiritual Power waves that were not disguised at all, startling the two of them.
"What's happening?" Fu Qiuzi frowned.
Those waves made him feel threatened.
"Let's go out and see," Li Qianluo said in irritation.
"Alright."
Fu Qiuzi stepped out of the house; at that moment, he heard an angry shout from the valley entrance.
"Fu Qiuzi, you killed my master; today you must pay with your life!" Guan Baishan roared in anguish.
The valley on the Zha Jiang Stronghold side was already filled with cultivators. The Zha Jiang Stronghold's cultivators all looked in surprise at the aggressively approaching Dawn Alliance fellow path members, not understanding what had happened.