Raise a sword!

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Looking out over the deep canyon from high above, Jiang Peng saw ravines of varying depths.

This is something that Heartless Valley has never experienced before.

Jiang Peng knew that this was probably a trace left after the three-year war between the Cangshan Sect and the Chen Clan.

Although Jiang Peng did not participate in the front-line battles in depth, he knew about the great battle more than ten years ago. Wuqing Valley was an important stronghold of Cangshan Sect in Chen Kingdom. Even when Cangshan Sect retreated in large numbers in the later stages of the battle, Wuqing Valley was among the last to leave.

In just three years, several Foundation Establishment cultivators have perished here. Even the great battle in which True Person Shen was ambushed and injured by two Golden Core True Persons of the Chen family took place in this vicinity.

Jiang Peng fell from the sky.

Upon returning to this place, Jiang Peng did not feel much emotion. The only consolation was that after the fall of the Chen family, there were no longer any robbers blocking the entrance of the Heartless Valley to make money.

Following the compass, Jiang Peng entered the canyon via a mountain path.

glance right and left.

Even today, the Valley of Heartlessness remains bustling with activity. As evening falls, the lights on both sides of the cliff illuminate the entire canyon.

Whether or not the Chen family exists, it seems that it doesn't affect the prosperity of this place.

However, without the Chen family, a powerful force crossing the river, the valley has clearly seen an increase in local bullies.

Not long after arriving at the bottom of the valley, Jiang Peng discovered that she was being secretly watched by several groups of people, most of whom were ordinary rogue cultivators with shallow cultivation levels and seemingly no special abilities.

Not long after, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

"Fellow Daoist looks unfamiliar; are you new to this place?"

Jiang Peng turned around and confirmed that the seemingly ordinary rogue cultivator who had struck up a conversation with him was one of the people who had been secretly watching him earlier.

"Not bad, what can I do for you?" Jiang Peng replied casually.

But then the rogue cultivator took out three candles from his pocket and forcibly stuffed them into Jiang Peng's arms.

Then, the rogue cultivator grinned, revealing a malicious look.

"Thank you, thirty days later."

Jiang Peng was not surprised at all and immediately took out thirty low-grade spirit stones and handed them to the rogue cultivator in front of her.

As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Jiang Peng was able to clearly hear countless words spoken within a hundred feet around him by simply diverting his attention and spreading his divine sense, and find useful information from them.

After the Chen family left, Wuqing Valley was occupied by three Foundation Establishment factions.

The leader among them was the Candlelight Hall, to which this rogue cultivator belonged.

The Candlelight Hall inherited the task of collecting entrance fees from the Chen family, but changed to a method of forcing people to buy and sell candles.

The three candles, lit thirty times, symbolize the ability to stay in the valley for three days.

Three days later, a henchman from the Candlelight Hall, who looked like the rogue cultivator before them, came to sell candles again.

The rogue cultivator was clearly surprised to see Jiang Peng readily hand over the spirit stones.

"He's sensible enough, saving me a lot of trouble." After saying that, the rogue cultivator wanted to leave.

Jiang Peng raised her hand and pressed down on the other person's shoulder.

The rogue cultivator's expression changed, and he immediately wanted to turn hostile and attack. However, for some reason, he only exchanged a fleeting glance with Jiang Peng as he hurriedly turned around, and then he had no intention of making a move at all.

The original dissatisfaction vanished completely.

This strange situation made the rogue cultivator realize instantly that the plainly dressed, seemingly unassuming man in front of him was definitely not a simple person.

He's kicked a hornet's nest.

So the rogue cultivator bowed with a wry smile.

"What are your instructions, senior?"

"Have any outsiders been coming and going in the Valley of Heartlessness lately? I'm referring to Tribulation Cultivators, but they're somewhat different from ordinary Tribulation Cultivators."

After entering the Valley of Heartlessness, the compass needle began to sway left and right without a fixed direction. Jiang Peng knew that the person the compass was looking for was hiding in the Valley of Heartlessness, but the compass in her hand was no longer reliable.

The reason I readily paid for the candles was that I wanted to ask a local for information.

Upon hearing Jiang Peng's response and question, the thug bent over even deeper.

The fact that the other party did not deny the title of "senior" made it obvious that he was a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Replying to Senior..." The rogue cultivator pondered deeply, "Every day, strangers come to the Valley of Heartlessness, drawn by its reputation. Although we have some connections within the valley, we cannot ascertain what these people are doing outside... As for matters of robbing cultivators, I dare not speak rashly."

That makes sense, and Jiang Peng could tell that the henchmen of the Candlelight Hall were not lying.

But having already found this place, Jiang Peng naturally wouldn't give up easily.

"Tell me all the people you know who have been acting suspiciously, and I will make my own decision."

The rogue cultivators dared not be negligent and immediately recounted the situation of more than a dozen rogue cultivators who had recently arrived at the Valley of Heartless.

After learning this information, Jiang Peng released the frightened rogue cultivator and immediately began searching for him house by house in the valley according to the address he had given her.

There was no gain along the way.

They continued like this until they reached the door of the fifth house.

"This is it," Ah Huang said, holding a small piece of rag in his hand.

That small piece of rag was cut from Qian Xiaobao's clothes before his death, just for this moment.

Upon hearing Ah Huang's reminder, Jiang Peng immediately became alert.

I stepped forward and knocked gently on the door. I heard hurried footsteps coming from inside.

After a few breaths, a seemingly ordinary young man opened the gate of the mansion.

"What is it?"

Jiang Peng remained silent, staring at the young man in front of him for a moment before his gaze fell back on the compass in his hand.

The compass vibrated slightly, something that had never happened before.

"It went much more smoothly than I expected," Jiang Peng said with a smile.

Meeting the puzzled gaze of the young man opposite her, Jiang Peng raised her hand and pointed, and a white flame immediately appeared from her fingertip and quickly landed on the young man.

what--

The piercing screams attracted the attention of those nearby, and hurried footsteps could be heard from the inner room of the courtyard.

Jiang Peng calmly looked towards the inner room, her eyes slightly narrowed.

"Demonic cultivators are indeed completely different from Daoist cultivators. Although I've only seen them once before, these demonic brats always have a certain smell about them. You can't see or touch it, but you can tell just by touching them."

"Probably because they're only at the Qi Refining stage," Ah Huang whispered.

"That makes sense." Jiang Peng nodded gently.

Although she was somewhat wary before setting off, Jiang Peng was actually quite confident about this trip.

After all, if they could fail to kill Qian Lao Si and his son, both of whom were at the mid-stage of Qi Refining, they could still let one of them escape. He never thought that this group of demonic cultivators disguised as Tribulation Cultivators could be that capable.

The only remaining caution was the fear of being chased all the way to the demonic cultivators' lair.

However, it is clear that in the Nanshan Region, which is still dominated by Daoist cultivators, the lair of demonic cultivators would never be in a place as crowded and chaotic as Wuqing Valley.

"Boss, what's next?" Ah Huang asked.

Jiang Peng's lips curved slightly.

"Just kill them all."

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