Hide in the world of gods and demons

Chapter 17 A Chaotic Night

Soon, Zhou Hong cursed under her breath, stomped her foot hard, and ran quickly in the direction where Gao Bo had disappeared.

Chen Li opened his mouth, but in the end, no sound came out.

Under the bright moonlight late at night, the entire shantytown was in complete chaos.

Everyone was running; the faces of the crowd were excited, restless, and distorted.

This doesn't seem like they're fleeing disaster; it's more like they're eagerly heading to a grand feast.

The explosions were still going off in the distance, and the world seemed to be boiling.

Chen Li stared blankly for a while, and seeing that there were fewer and fewer people on the road, he also started to follow along, feeling a bit dazed. In any case, following the group always brought a sense of security.

The crowd did not run towards the wilderness, but towards the market town.

Ten minutes later.

The market town, shrouded in a blood-red light, came into view.

In the air above the market, several enormous flying ships of different styles and strange appearances, radiating a tangible magical aura, hovered in mid-air. Thunderous attacks relentlessly shot towards the market shrouded in red light, creating a series of explosions.

Under this continuous attack, the red glow of the market is rapidly dimming.

Chen Li was stunned, and his running steps unconsciously slowed down. Suddenly, he felt a jolt and woke up as if from a dream.

"Damn it, I must have lost my mind. Why did I even run over there?"

He immediately turned around and ran wildly into the wilderness.

They ran for more than ten miles until they reached a desolate wilderness before finally stopping, exhausted.

He lay panting on the grass, gently parting the clumps of grass in front of him, his uneasy eyes fixed on the distance. The sounds from that direction had become faint, and even the dim red light could not dye half the sky red.

"Hoo!" He exhaled softly, trying to suppress his violently beating heart.

For a law-abiding citizen living in a peaceful era, such scenes of war were far too stimulating for him.

The thought of those massive, menacing spaceships, which could be seen from afar, filled him with dread.

It's hard to understand the fear of not being able to control your own life and possibly dying at any moment unless you're on the battlefield.

Time passed by minute by minute.

He remained motionless hidden in the grass, listening intently to the sounds outside. Soon all the sounds disappeared, leaving only the cacophony of strange insect chirps from the grass.

"Is the war over?"

"Wait, wait a little longer, this is probably the most chaotic time."

He shifted his body slightly, then remained lying in the grass.

It wasn't until dawn the next day, when the sun rose, that he cautiously got up, looked around, and then hesitantly walked step by step toward the shantytown.

The streets were deserted, and everyone had their doors tightly shut.

In just one night, the entire shantytown was left in a state of chaos.

The air was thick with the stench of blood.

From time to time, you can see corpses lying haphazardly on the road, their deaths tragic.

These corpses had clearly been looted; some even had their robes completely stripped off.

As Chen Li passed by some houses, he could even faintly hear suppressed and heavy breathing, as well as faint sobs.

Chen Li dodged the corpses with a pounding heart. Just as he turned the corner, a rogue cultivator walked towards him.

Both of them froze, stopping in their tracks simultaneously.

The other person was masked, wearing simple disguises, with bloodshot eyes filled with murderous intent, and carrying a bundle on their back, it was unclear whether it was their own or something they had just stolen.

"Fellow Daoist, please go first?" The masked man stared intently at Chen Li for a moment before speaking.

His voice was hoarse and dry.

"I'm not in a hurry, fellow Daoist, please go first." Chen Li gripped his magic weapon tightly with his left hand, his face expressionless. Anyone with eyes could see that he couldn't show weakness at this moment, much less turn and run away. "Then you go your way, and I'll go mine? Let's not interfere with each other!" The masked man said after a moment of silence.

"it is good!"

However, the two of them did not move an inch and stood quietly.

The masked man gave him a deep look, then retreated step by step until he reached the corner and quickly disappeared.

Chen Li then released his grip on the magic artifact and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The rest of the journey went smoothly without any further unexpected events.

After getting home and closing the door, Chen Li plopped down in a chair. As his tense mind relaxed, he felt completely exhausted.

He couldn't help but recall the tense and dangerous scene that had just unfolded:
What if the other party doesn't refund?

"Will you withdraw on your own, or not?"

However, after thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't come up with the real answer.

At the time, he felt somewhat eager to try it out.

He didn't even feel much fear.

He was even mentally rehearsing how to kill him.

Should I use a 'spiritual finger flick', a sword, or a magical artifact?

"When did I become so brave?"

He was somewhat puzzled, but after careful consideration, he realized that besides the reason that "a sharp blade in hand naturally arouses the desire to kill," there was also a sense of anger supporting him.

The anger of witnessing someone rob and kill, and the anger of feeling one's peace shattered.

He sighed:
"Sigh, how reckless! At your age, you're still acting impulsively."

"I wonder if Gao Bo and Zhou Hong are back yet?" He shifted his position, then thought better of it.

It's not safe outside yet; let's wait until things calm down completely before making any decisions.

He didn't think about what was happening in the market, which sect controlled it, or what conspiracy was behind it. For a lowly Qi Refining Level 3 cultivator like him, it didn't matter who controlled it; he would just live his life as before.

I had a simple breakfast this morning.

He didn't go to practice his sword as usual, but just lay in bed with his eyes closed to rest. He got up at noon, ate lunch, and then continued to lie in bed.

By evening.

The noise outside gradually increased.

Chen Li's heart stirred, and he got up and opened the door.

A group of people from an unknown sect were knocking on doors, and soon it was Chen Li's turn.

"The Longevity Sect has persecuted its fellow cultivators, committed countless evil deeds, and is tyrannical and immoral. We, the Artifact Sect and many other sects, swear to uphold justice and rid the cultivation world of this scourge. From today onwards, Green River Lane will be temporarily under the control of our Artifact Sect... From now on, I will be the manager of this area... All rules will remain the same..."

An elderly cultivator from the Artifact Sect, his face flushed and brimming with vigor, shouted loudly.

Among the group, Chen Li even saw his former neighbor, Zhao Wanjun.

She had changed into the sect's Taoist robes, was holding an ancient longsword, and had a grim expression on her face. She did not say a word from beginning to end.

Just before leaving, the other person winked playfully at Chen Li.

Chen Li quickly forced a smile, which, combined with his haggard face, appeared extremely dry.

He didn't turn around and go inside immediately. He watched as the group went to knock on the door of Gao Bozhou and his wife's house again, but no one came to open it after knocking for a long time.

This made Chen Lixin's heart skip a beat, and she felt herself sinking.

Will something have happened to these two?

(End of this chapter)