Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 254 The Dream Ends

When several elders from Zuoshan arrived near the hut on the mountainside.

Pei Xia was sitting on the long steps of the mountain gate, lifting the hem of her clothes to wipe the blood from her face.

Some of it came from when the two spiders smashed Duan Junhai's legs, mixed with bits of flesh that splattered up; some of it was sprayed onto Pei Xia's face when he was screaming in agony as he was dying.

Despite the bloodstains, the four stewards could still recognize that this person was the outer sect cultivator that Hall Master Meng had brought yesterday.

He was suspicious, but dared not rush in. He stopped four or five steps away and asked respectfully, "Senior, we just heard screams coming from nearby..."

Pei Xia nodded and pointed into the woods: "The thief has been caught. He resisted fiercely, and my cultivation is limited, so I had no choice but to kill him on the spot."

"This……"

Upon hearing Pei Xia's words, the group looked surprised, exchanged glances, and quickly jogged into the woods.

Before long, the managers started to scream in surprise.

Duan Junhai is dead, and his death was extremely gruesome.

He was hung on a rock, his eyes wide open, his face still bearing the terror he had felt in life. Violent spiritual energy poured into Duan Junhai's body, and the sharp and powerful sword energy almost ripped apart all the meridians in his body, leaving countless sword wounds from the inside out on his body. He looked as if he had bled to death.

Pei Xia wasn't entirely lying. He had no intention of killing, but in his rage, he didn't stop. The moment the sword energy surged out of the inner cauldron, it was like a flood.

Although the elders in charge were quite accomplished, they had only been handling sect affairs for many years. In terms of actual combat among cultivators, they were probably no match for Duan Junhai.

Not to mention the horrific scene, which terrified them so much that their legs went weak.

Especially when they heard footsteps behind them, they turned around and saw Pei Xia walking over with her face covered in blood. They wished they could help each other to keep their balance.

Pei Xia walked straight to the water vat in the courtyard, scooped up water to wash her face, and then gestured with her chin toward the wooden house: "This kid's courtyard has a barrier, and there must be something hidden in the vicinity of his residence. If you search carefully, you should find some evidence."

One of the stewards was pushed by the others, and could only swallow hard before shakily walking past Pei Xia and into the house.

Not long after, hurried footsteps came from inside the house again. He grabbed the door frame and shouted to the people outside, "Yes! Yes! I found the two bottles of pills that were missing from the Xuanku. There's also a hidden basement behind the house, sealed with a barrier. The other stolen goods must be inside!"

Inspiring!

The stewards seemed to regain their courage and rushed into the room together.

Ultimately, finding the stolen goods means finding the murderer. Only by finding the murderer can they mitigate their punishment and secure their future.

As for your point about Duan Junhai being a disciple of Su Baozhai, and even if he made a mistake, it's not Pei Xia's place to kill him without permission—well, is that something we should be concerned about? Let's inform Elder Meng later and let him figure it out!

Pei Xia washed her face, which helped to dispel the murderous intent that had been lingering in her heart.

He glanced at Duan Junhai's corpse in the distance and began to silently plot in his mind.

Duan Junhai had already taken away the fourteen jade pendants he carried with him, so he didn't need to worry about the matter of Qiongxiao Yuyu being exposed and attracting other jade holders.

As for the treasures inside, Pei Xia hadn't examined them closely yet. She simply took out all the items that were suspected to be stolen from Su Baozhai, including those pills and spiritual materials, as well as conspicuous alchemy furnaces and cauldrons. She put what should be put inside the house and what should be thrown into the underground chamber.

He wasn't kind-hearted; if he wanted to solidify Duan Junhai's guilt, these things couldn't be kept.

Of course, many of them had already been sold off through Qiongxiao Yuyu, and Pei Xia was powerless to do anything about it.

As for whether Pei Xia killed someone first, it might arouse suspicion from those with ulterior motives, such as thinking that he was the real culprit or that he had embezzled the stolen goods beforehand... there is no need to worry about that.

Pei Xia arrived at Su Baozhai on the same day as Meng Xiao, by which time the theft of the Siku Quanshu had already been discovered.

The latter item was in Yu Qiong's possession; since they couldn't find it on Duan Junhai, they naturally couldn't find it on Pei Xia either.

He reached into his belt and found that, apart from his original two, the remaining fourteen jade pendants were already neatly placed close to his body. But this was not all; Duan Junhai originally had sixteen jade pendants.

He gave two of them to Yuan Kui.

The woman who staggered and knocked on Song Huan's courtyard door.

Pei Xia directed the instructions into the room: "You all keep checking. I just finished fighting, and my qi and blood are unstable. I need to go back and adjust my breathing first. You can have Hall Master Meng go to Changjing Sect to find me later."

The managers, having escaped unscathed, now regarded Pei Xia as their savior and quickly responded.

Pei Xia turned around and went down the mountain to leave.

……

Yuan Kui's thatched hut was built in a secluded forest on the right side of the mountain.

That place was originally where the sect raised livestock in its early years, but it was later abandoned, leaving behind only thatched huts and a murky old well.

The surrounding area was overgrown with vegetation and had long been desolate and dilapidated. It was only after Yuan Kui, who had nowhere else to go, huddled here that it slowly regained some human life.

Last night, Yuan Kui talked to Duan Junhai about Pei Xia's visit. Although he reassured her, she was still a little scared.

She hadn't left the hut all morning. On the straw mat, she curled up with her knees pressed against her chin, her two shrunken, bloodied hands numbly tearing at a dry piece of bread, stuffing small pieces into her mouth from under the hood that covered her entire head.

It would be nice to have someone to talk to.

It would be nice to have someone to talk to...

As she pondered, her gaze drifted to the wooden box inside the room.

A glimmer of light flashed in her bulging eyes, but she quickly blinked it away. What followed was an even greater hope.

It will be alright, everything will be alright.

Junhai said that once the sect settles the case, the past thefts will be wiped clean.

Once the blockade of Zuoshan is lifted, he can come to see me often.

In another year or two, when this matter calms down, he can leave the sect, and then I will leave with him.

He said he still had the Ghost Flower, he still had one Ghost Flower, and as long as he had that, everything would be alright.

My body, my appearance, my cultivation...

Everything that has happened these past few years is just a dream, Yuan Kui, don't be afraid.

The dream is about to end.

Tears began to stream down her face, seeping into her black robe.

The whimpering of a young animal echoed through the thatched hut with its tattered walls.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

Someone stood in the doorway, blocking the light from outside and casting a deep shadow that enveloped her entirely.

Pei Xia still had traces of blood on the hem of his clothes. He walked into the house and expressionlessly drew his wooden sword.

"The dream is over."

(End of this chapter)