Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 547 Passing on a Message
In the past few days, every time Zhou Leng went on a reconnaissance mission, he would first observe the large military tent in the center of the demon camp.

At least six Great Primordial Demons would always guard the entrance to the military tent, with several other demons standing around to prevent others from approaching.

The Aurora Peak, suspected to be a messenger of heavenly calamity, often stands at the entrance, issuing commands or conversing with the monsters.

The main military tent is still there, but the surrounding Great Primordial Guardians have disappeared.

Zhou Leng looked around and saw fewer demons and more humans who worshipped the demon cult.

"Ok?"

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a pale red color, and when I turned my head to look closely, I realized what it was.

The area around Baihu Lake was tinged with red.

Zhou Leng's heart skipped a beat, and his breath caught in his throat.

Upon closer inspection, the originally dense white dots had all turned red.

The lake water, a blend of azure and white, also had a touch of pale red.

Millions of red dots have replaced the white dots.

Zhou Leng gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with murderous intent.

After a long silence, they left their spot and approached the demon camp to investigate.

They observed the camp from various angles, whether on high ground or in the trees.

The white lake is even clearer up close.

Large sections of the abdomen were cut open, revealing a reddish-yellow hue.

Before long, I spotted a familiar face.

Rao Mingxian was actually inside.

I didn't see Zhao He.

Zhou Leng pondered carefully, found a relatively conspicuous grove of blue-veined large-leaved trees nearby, and then began searching for the Radiant Flower Fairy.

After calling for a long time, the golden sunflower slowly rose.

"Do me a small favor this time. Help me contact a human named Rao Mingxian. I have his photo here. Tell him I'm here, waiting to meet him."

The dazzling, enchanting flower, realizing that the trouble was directed at others and not itself, immediately complied.

Zhou waited quietly. After a long while, there was a soft rustling sound from the woods ahead, and a familiar figure walked over.

When Rao Mingxian saw Zhou Leng, he smiled slightly, but then abruptly stopped.

He looked surprised.

Previously, Zhou Leng's body was too strong, with prominent blood vessels all over his body.

Now that my body has grown stronger, my blood vessels are not as visible.

However, his eyes were bloodshot, and there were subtle changes around his eye sockets.

His expression was much colder than usual, giving off a feeling of keeping people at arm's length.

Zhou Lengdao asked, "In the past two years, many women have gone missing. Do you know any of them?"

Rao Mingxian nodded and said, "Yes. I have an aunt who went missing. She was very good to me when I was a child. Also, some of my female classmates from junior high and high school have gone missing, as have the parents of some of my classmates."

"So, now you know where they are."

Rao Mingxian paused for a moment, then nodded slightly, his eyes dimming, his shoulders slumping, and he visibly became dejected.

"When I checked before, Baihu Lake hadn't changed. When did they harvest the lotus fruits?"

Rao Mingxian said, "I came yesterday, and they just ripened today. The demon warlocks used magic to harvest them. After harvesting, they carried out secondary cultivation. Out of millions of lotus fruits, only 108 were ultimately produced, plus one White Lake Mother Fruit."

"That giant with the youthful face, called the Peak of Aurora, is he the Calamity Messenger? Has he changed bodies?"

Rao Mingxian said, "That giant is His Majesty the Heavenly Calamity Envoy. He has indeed changed his body, but whether he is called the Peak of Aurora is unclear."

"Zhao He isn't here?"

"The Heavenly Calamity Envoy took away the White Lake Mother Fruit, and Zhao He really wanted it, so he went with the Heavenly Calamity Envoy. By the way... I have one, no, two important things to tell you."

"Ah."

Rao Mingxian said, "Previously, a demon team was ambushed on the way. The leader was Insect Cry, whose strength was close to that of Dark Wrath, and stronger than the Undead Knight. Then, the Heavenly Calamity Envoy actually wanted to see for himself. The leaders of that team were Zhang Xinglie and Shanheyuan."

Zhou Leng's pupils dilated slightly, then he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you sure?"

“I’m quite certain. There are very few people who can get the Heavenly Calamity Envoy to deal with them personally. According to the demons who escaped, they’ve been asking about you. They entered the Perfect Garden specifically to find you,” Rao Mingxian said.

"Which direction?"

Rao Mingxian pointed, and just as Zhou Leng was about to leave, he tossed a magic pouch over from a distance.

"Inside is the headless god's arm, the arm of the orc demigod, the one Zhao Tong wanted in People's Square. Zhang Xiaoxiao asked me to give it to you before she died."

Zhou Leng took it, looked at Rao Mingxian, and his eyes showed a hint of doubt.

Rao Mingxian said, "I don't know how to say anything else, but Zhang Xiaoxiao was being chased and was on the verge of death. After seeing me, she asked me to give this to you so I could cremate her."

Zhou Leng seemed to want to say something, but remained silent.

Rao Mingxian said, "Before she died, she asked me to pass on a message to you and Zhang Xinglie."

She said, "Some winds, no matter where they start or when they end, will always blow on you."

Before entering the Perfect Garden, Zhou Leng might not have understood what Zhang Xiaoxiao was saying.

But now, thinking about what happened to Zhang Xiaoxiao, first the people in her class had their power extracted by the Rao family using a magic array, then her classmate died, and then her grandmother was killed.

The wind drew closer to her, step by step.

Zhang Xiaoxiao, Hu Yi's mother and Zhang Xinglie's aunt, was also in the wind.

This wind has been blowing for a very, very long time.

"Is there nothing else?" Zhou Leng asked.

“That’s all,” Rao Mingxian said.

What will you do in the future?

Rao Mingxian shook his head and did not speak.

Zhou Leng took out a captured demon spirit bag, which was filled with a large number of demon-related drugs, including some extremely precious demon-enhancing drugs.

He threw the magic bag to Rao Mingxian.

"I'm leaving." With that, she turned and walked away quickly.

Rao Mingxian opened the magic bag and was shocked.

No wonder the remaining demons in the camp all changed their expressions and looked around when they heard Zhou Leng's name.

They were terrified of being killed.

The number of magical potions in the magic bag far exceeded Rao Mingxian's imagination.

Not only does it contain the Great Innate Ascension Elixir, but it also contains two whole bottles of "Noble Ascension Elixir." This gives the Great Innate ascension cultivator a chance to forcibly ascend to the level of a Demon Noble, i.e., a Grandmaster.

Each bottle of medicine is priceless.

far away.

The monster horde moved forward quickly.

Everyone else was running on the ground, except for Tianhuoshi, who rode a hellish warhorse.

Zhao He ran after them for a long time, but finally couldn't resist and approached the Heavenly Calamity Envoy.

The surrounding demon guards looked over warily.

Zhao He chuckled and said, “Great God of Calamity, I have an agreement with the Demon Prison. We will cooperate to collect the valuable resources needed by White Lake, but the White Lake Mother Fruit belongs to me.”

"And then?" Tianhuoshi gazed into the distance, not even glancing at Zhao He.

"My aptitude and foundation are average. Only the White Lake Mother Fruit can help me make up for my shortcomings in aptitude and foundation after I advance to the Grandmaster level. Therefore, I desperately need the White Lake Mother Fruit. I beg the great God of Calamity to bestow the White Lake Mother Fruit upon me. I am willing to exchange everything for it."

"Oh." The Heavenly Calamity Envoy continued to look ahead, not at Zhao He.

Zhao He lowered his head slightly, glancing at the Heavenly Calamity Envoy out of the corner of his eye, not daring to look directly at him.

He wasn't angry at all at Tianhuo's behavior; on the contrary, he felt uneasy.

After a long while, the Heavenly Calamity Envoy remained silent.

Before he could speak again, the Great Primordial Demon beside him raised his hand and pushed him away.

He was running at high speed when he stumbled a few steps and almost crashed into a tree.

"Second Young Master..."

Several members of the Demon Worship Cult hurriedly approached.

Zhao He shook his head, said nothing, and silently followed the group forward.

While in the demon camp, he sought out the Heavenly Calamity Envoy once, even bringing out the previous contract.

With a single glance from Tianhuo, the demon guard snatched the contract and burned it with demonic fire.

This time, he once again compromised and returned empty-handed.

He felt wronged after being rejected twice, but dared not show it at all.

He knew very well that the Heavenly Calamity was a wisp of divine thought from a god.

Even the lords of the Demon Prison, who were far above the Great Demons, revered him as a god.

As Zhao He ran, he frowned and pondered how to obtain the White Lake Mother Fruit.

He has already consumed the Dragon Scale Vermilion Fruit, and only the White Lake Mother Fruit remains.

Once he consumes the White Lake Mother Fruit, with the resources of the Zhao family, he will inevitably advance to the level of Grandmaster, just like his elder brother Zhao Cong.

Once Demon Prison defeats Blue Star and joins Demon Prison, the Zhao family has a good chance of refining Martial Saint into a demigod-level elixir to help him advance to demigod status, provided they can find a way to ambush and capture him.

White Lake Mother Fruit can only be consumed by those below the Grandmaster level.

This is his only chance.

Whether one can become a Grandmaster or advance to the Martial Saint depends on this one move.

After leaving Rao Mingxian, Zhou Leng continued his journey.

After discovering traces left by the demon team, they followed them.

The great battlefield is vast, and the perfect garden is equally vast, spanning tens of thousands of kilometers.

Zhou Leng had to ensure he was fast enough while maintaining his internal energy and body in optimal condition, ready for battle at any time.

As he ran, he mentally considered all the possibilities.

But the thought that the Heavenly Calamity Envoy possessed strength approaching that of a Martial Saint made all possibilities seem mercilessly crushed.

Ultimately, there is only one possibility.

They found Zhang Xinglie and Shanheyuan and escaped.

However, the other party was a harbinger of divine calamity.

Is it possible to escape?

Zhou Leng kept deducing and deducing.

Thousands of times, the result is always the same.

After a long time, Zhou Leng gave up the deduction.

Scenes from the past flashed through my mind.

A dirty little boy with a runny nose stood by the pavilion, quietly watching a group of children play.

Seeing how pitiful he looked all alone, little Zhou Leng walked over and asked, "Your name is Zhang Xinglie, right?"

The dirty child nodded.

"what are you doing here?"

"I was mentally calculating the last big question in this year's middle school entrance exam math, and I actually got it wrong the first time I did it."

Zhou Leng, who was still in kindergarten, looked at Zhang Xinglie, who was also in kindergarten, and couldn't quite understand what he meant. However, he realized that he would make the same mistake, so the difference wasn't significant.

In kindergarten.

Zhang Xinglie sat silently, watching Zhou Leng and Xu Qingjin set up various plastic toys and play house.

Zhou Leng and Xu Qingjin were having a great time, pretending to cook, pretending to plate food, and pretending to eat, keeping themselves very busy.

Zhang Xinglie's gaze was filled with doubt.

A little boy ran over and said, "Xu Qingjin, I also want to play house."

"Okay."

"I'll be the dad, and you'll be the mom," the little boy said.

“No, I’m the mother, Zhou Leng is the father, you can only be the child.”

"No, I'll be the dad, and you'll be the mom."

"No." Xu Qingjin ignored him.

Seeing the little boy's tears welling up in his eyes, and a terrible wail about to erupt, Zhang Xinglie sighed and said, "How about I be the grandfather and you be the grandson?"

"Wah..." The little boy ran away crying.

Zhou Leng and Xu Qingjin ignored everyone else, finished tidying up, and forced Zhang Xinglie to sit in front of the toys.

Zhang Xinglie sighed and decided to behave like a child.

(End of this chapter)