Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 23 Weird Snake Scales
Chen Mu frowned when he heard this.

"Doesn't Wang Teng know that there are disciples from Shuiyunjian stationed in Cangwu City? If not, he should have fled far away after a lucky success. Why did he commit another crime in the city..."

"That shouldn't be the case. As long as Wang Teng enters the city, he should know... Or maybe Wang Teng is not afraid of the people coming from Shuiyunjian..."

He felt something was strange about it, and a look flashed in his eyes as he looked at Han Jing beside him.

Han Jing nodded slightly and continued to ask He Hua, "Brother He, have you found any trace of Wang Teng?"

He Hua showed regret on his face, shook his head, and said, "I'm ashamed... I went there as soon as I got the news, but I still didn't meet this person."

Chen Mu's face was calm as he observed He Hua's house.

There are pavilions, small bridges and flowing water.

The environment is excellent, which shows that He Hua has put a lot of effort into arranging his residence.

"Senior Brother He, do you know where the two murdered female cultivators live in the city? Senior Sister Han and I will go and take a look." Chen Mu retracted his gaze and said softly.

Han Jing also nodded and looked at He Hua.

He Hua waved his hand: "Well, I'll take you there... and introduce you two as we go."

"The first female cultivator who was killed was from this city. She lived in the south of the city. She was a Taoist partner with Wu Guang, a local cultivator. They usually planted some spiritual rice in exchange for resources for cultivation."

"On the day of their murder, Wu Guang, greedy for a few spirit stones, ran to a market a little way outside the city to sell spirit rice. Upon his return, he found his wife tragically dead, with the words 'As Good as Immortals' written in blood on the wall..."

He Hua sighed deeply, as if he felt sorry for others.

"As for that female cultivator from two days ago, she was unlucky. She rented a cave in the city, but she hadn't lived there for two months when she encountered this disaster..."

After a while, He Hua led Chen Mu and the others to a spacious mansion.

A moment after the servant reported, a middle-aged male cultivator in a gray shirt, at the fourth level of Qi Condensation, came out to greet them.

Chen Mu observed carefully and found that the male cultivator had a worried look on his face and looked extremely frightened, but he did not show any anger at the tragic death of his loved one...

"Brother He Dao, you are here. I have been so scared these days, afraid that thieves would come to my house..." Wu Guang complained.

He Hua interrupted him and directed the conversation to Chen Mu and the others, "Brother Wu, you can rest assured. My sect has sent two capable disciples to kill Wang Teng."

A hint of joy flashed in Wu Guang's eyes: "Good...good, Shuiyunjian is indeed a great sect of immortal cultivation. I am willing to stand up and kill the evil demons and heretics."

Han Jing nodded slightly: "Brother Wu, can you take us to... the place where the madam was murdered to look for any traces of her?"

Wu Guang's face showed an awkwardness when he heard this, but he did not stop moving. He extended his hand and said, "Please follow me."

After entering the mansion and walking a few hundred steps, he arrived at a two-story building next to half an acre of spiritual field.

Pushing the door open, what caught my eye was the blackened, coagulated blood on the wall, a sight that looked like a deity...

As soon as Chen Mu saw these three words, he felt a crazy and obscene meaning in them.

Looking around, the tables, chairs and utensils were not damaged, which showed that the female cultivator was unable to resist Wang Teng's sudden attack.

Wu Guang took two steps forward, pointed toward the bed curtains, and spoke in a voice filled with grief and indignation, "That day, when I called out to Madam and she didn't answer, I knew she had come here to tend to the spiritual rice in the spiritual fields. But when I pushed the door open... I saw Madam, disheveled... and silent."

Chen Mu looked over when he heard this. The bed curtains were disheveled, but there was no bloodstain.

When I walked in and took a closer look, I suddenly saw a few strands of gray hair lying by the bed.

"It must be because all the energy in my body has been sucked away..."

He picked up the white hair beside the bed and was about to show it to Han Jing, but suddenly he heard a slight sound, like the sound of hard and small objects colliding... Several people in the room also heard it, and when they looked in the direction of the sound, they saw a few tiny black scales stuck on the gray hair. If you didn't look closely, you couldn't notice it at all.

Chen Mu used his magical power to protect his right hand and carefully removed the scales. He found them to be extremely hard and had a slight fishy smell...

After handing the scales to Han Jing and others for inspection, he stood up and fell into deep thought.

After passing it around among the group, Han Jing put away the scales, walked up to Chen Mu, and whispered, "Junior brother, do you have any ideas?"

Chen Mu didn't answer and said, "Go check with the other person."

Half an hour later, the group arrived at a cave. After searching for a while, they found the same black scales as before. The difference was that the scales were still a little sticky, perhaps because not much time had passed.

Chen Mu handed the scales to Han Jing to put away, then turned and asked, "Brother He, did you find any scales when you came here the last few times?"

He Hua shook his head upon hearing this and said awkwardly, "I just came here in a hurry and didn't dare to stay any longer..."

"Brother He has been stationed outside for many years and has seen a lot. Does he have any impression of those scales?"

A trace of doubt flashed in He Hua's eyes, and his face seemed extremely conflicted. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said, "I have no impression. I have never seen him..."

Chen Mu's expression remained unchanged and he nodded.

As it grew darker, Chen Mu and Han Jing declined He Hua's invitation to dinner and returned to Han Jing's temporary residence.

"Junior Brother Chen, this matter is a bit confusing, and I can't find the key for the time being..." Han Jing sighed lightly.

Chen Mu said softly, "So far, we've only found traces of scales, but starting from here... I see that the scales are shaped like tiles, small and dense, and look more like... snake scales."

"Why are there snake scales? Could it be that Wang Teng is not an ordinary cultivator, but... a demon cultivator who has transformed from a golden elixir!" Han Jing exclaimed.

Once a demon beast reaches the Golden Core stage through cultivation, it can transform into a human...

Chen Mu shook his head and laughed, "I'm afraid that's impossible. If he was a Jindan demon cultivator, why would he bother with so much trouble... Maybe Wang Teng brought a snake-like spirit beast with him. Let's go investigate tomorrow to see if anyone carrying a spirit snake has entered the city recently."

Han Jing nodded upon hearing this and changed the subject: "Junior Brother, I wonder if you have noticed that Senior Brother He has actually reached the seventh level of Qi Condensation. With this level of cultivation, he can already return to the mountain gate to serve as a steward. Why didn't he report this to the master?"

Chen Mu's eyes showed a thoughtful look as he shook his head and said, "I don't know... maybe it's because Senior Brother He likes this quiet life?"

When Wang Teng first appeared, he was only at the fifth level of Qi Condensation. When he appeared again, he was already at the seventh level of Qi Condensation.

"What a coincidence! When I asked him about the snake scales this morning, he was also vague in his words. Could it be... related to Senior Brother He?"

"However, if it was Senior Brother He, why did he report this to the sect, leading to his execution?"

Chen Mu was puzzled and could only wait until tomorrow to make a decision after the investigation.

He immediately bowed to Han Jing and said, "Senior Sister, we will continue the investigation tomorrow. I will take my leave now."

"Goodbye, Junior Brother." Han Jing nodded slightly.

After returning to his temporary residence, he sat cross-legged on the bed and thought about what to do next.

Wang Teng has already committed two crimes in Cangwu City. He seems to have no scruples. She still needs to be careful and prevent him from killing others again...

But no matter who Wang Teng is, he is a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Condensation. He has not even reached the sixth level yet, so he has to be cautious in everything and still have to rely on Han Jing.

Nothing happened all night...

(End of this chapter)