Shrouding the Sky: The System Arrived Thirty Years Early

After hearing about the actions of the bandits of Qingfeng Mountain, Luo Qianqiu's eyes narrowed, and a surge of anger welled up in his heart.

All the men were killed, and the women were abducted and used for their amusement. They didn't even spare girls as young as seven or eight. This was simply inhuman and depraved.

Luo Qianqiu didn't consider himself a good person, but upon hearing these words, he couldn't help but feel murderous intent. Even the edges of his eyes were covered with red blood vessels, emitting a faint light that stood out starkly in the gradually darkening courtyard.

The cold and chilling atmosphere made the surrounding air seem to freeze, sending chills down one's spine.

The long-dormant Crocodile Ancestor Divine Embryo seemed to have seen an opportunity and tried to take advantage of the situation to erode Luo Qianqiu's spirit, but the next moment, it immediately hit a wall and was blocked.

Luo Qianqiu took a deep breath to calm his killing intent. The bloodshot color faded from the edges of his eyes, giving the Crocodile Ancestor Divine Embryo no chance to take advantage.

The courtyard returned to peace, but just then, the old man suddenly knelt down, his voice trembling as he asked, "Are you... are you an immortal?"

His tone was full of hope, like a drowning person grasping at a straw.

Luo Qianqiu reached out and helped the old man up, saying softly, "I am not an immortal, but just a cultivator, but if your daughter is still alive, I will do everything I can to save her."

Yes, after hearing about what those bandits had done, he had the idea of ​​getting involved. Of course, the premise was that he could defeat them. If the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, he would not go and die.

As for why he knew the old man's daughter was suffering, it was simply because the old man's behavior was too obvious.

From the moment the door was first opened, Luo Qianqiu noticed the sorrow and despair in the old man's eyes.

At that time, he did not know the reason, but after listening to the old man's story and seeing his murderous aura, the old man was not afraid at all, but rather seemed to have grasped some hope.

All the signs combined make the answer not hard to guess.

"She's dead. My daughter is dead. She was raped and killed by those bandits. But my granddaughter might still be alive. There's no body of hers in Black Stone Village. She was only nine years old." The old man sobbed uncontrollably, tears streaming down his aged face.

Luo Qianqiu's heart skipped a beat. Nine years old, still in elementary school...

At this moment, both the beauty and the cruelty of BeiDou were vividly displayed to him.

This place is a place for cultivation, for flying and teleporting, for gaining immense power. But apart from that, there is nothing worth mentioning, especially for the common people, whose lives are completely ignored.

Luo Qianqiu's expression was solemn as he looked at the old man and asked, "Old man, do you know anything about that group of bandits? Are there any cultivators among them?"

This was his biggest concern. If they were just a group of ordinary bandits, he could storm Qingfeng Mountain right now and use Buddhist teachings to deliver these depraved people from their wickedness.

However, if there are cultivators among the bandits, then everything must be carefully considered, and a blind attack cannot be launched.

"A cultivator? An immortal? Yes, the leader of that band of bandits. He can shoot out a magical weapon like an iron chain from his abdomen that can cut a person in two." There was obvious fear in the old man's eyes. He did hate the bandits of Qingfeng Mountain, but what was stronger than hatred was the fear etched into his bones.

Luo Qianqiu did not think the old man was weak. In fact, most people are in this state when faced with things they are powerless to change.

What he cares about now is what the old man said.

Iron chains flew out from the abdomen; these were undoubtedly divine runes born from the Sea of ​​Bitterness, which would only appear when the Sea of ​​Bitterness was opened up to a certain scale.

The greatest function of divine runes is to forge weapons, allowing cultivators to control weapons in battle. Before forging weapons, one can also control divine runes to fly out of the body to kill enemies, but the power is not as great as the former.

This suggests that the bandit leader's cultivation level was not high, and he was probably still in the Bitter Sea realm.

Luo Qianqiu was so certain because cultivators at the Life Spring Realm had almost all forged their divine runes into artifacts, such as swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, bells, tripods, and pagodas, rather than continuing to exist in the form of divine runes.

Having figured this out, Luo Qianqiu relaxed. As long as it wasn't a Life Spring or something of a higher realm, that was fine.

He was confident he could fight against a cultivator in the Bitter Sea Realm!

"Immortal, please come inside and rest to conserve your energy." A glimmer of life returned to the old man's deathly face, and his hope for life was rekindled.

This time, Luo Qianqiu did not refuse. He stepped into the room, as if he had made some kind of deal with the old man.

As night fell, Ping'an Village was deathly silent. Not a single household lit a candle, and the entire village was shrouded in a suffocating atmosphere, quiet and uneasy.

Only one side room allowed light and shadow to filter through its paper windows, casting a glow in the courtyard that mirrored the bright moon in the sky.

Inside the room, Lin Jia hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are you planning to get involved?"

The room wasn't big, and she had overheard the old man and Luo Qianqiu talking right outside the door.

Lin Jia felt uneasy, especially after learning that the bandit leader was a cultivator.

They were newcomers, and Luo Qianqiu had only been cultivating for a day. Although she already possessed extraordinary power, it seemed too risky for her to rashly confront a cultivator like this.

Although Lin Jia felt a pang of pity after hearing what the old man said, those people and those events were all unfamiliar to her. She could empathize with them, but she was unwilling to let Luo Qianqiu take the risk for them.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing and won't act rashly," Luo Qianqiu reassured him.

He wouldn't do anything he wasn't sure of. Even if he were to take action, he would make sure the situation was correct before doing so. He wouldn't just believe the old man's side of the story.

It wasn't that he was afraid the old man would deceive him, but rather that as a mortal, what the other person knew might not be the truth.

Therefore, before taking action, he would investigate the strength of the bandits' den and make sure there was no risk before he would perform the ritual to help them pass on.

If things go wrong, he will still take action, but he will have to wait until his cultivation level is higher before he can act on behalf of Heaven.

Lin Jia felt relieved after hearing this, and then she became sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

After a long day of running around, she was exhausted. She had been fighting off sleepiness because she was worried that Luo Qianqiu would act impulsively. But now that she was relieved, she couldn't hold back any longer.

Seeing that Lin Jia had fallen into a deep sleep, Luo Qianqiu did not go to bed. Instead, he took out the divine spring water, drank a mouthful, and sat cross-legged on the ground to cultivate.

The Big Dipper Grand Stage is exciting but also dangerous. His current strength is still too weak, so he must seize every moment to cultivate and become stronger.

The ancient scripture began to operate, and the essence contained in the divine spring was rapidly absorbed, causing the edge of the Sea of ​​Bitterness to slowly expand.

The speed at which it opened up was terrifying, exceeding the norms of cultivation, and also indirectly proved the power of the divine spring, truly worthy of being a product of the ancient forbidden land.

As the sea of ​​suffering expanded, Luo Qianqiu clearly sensed that his physique was becoming stronger, and his body was undergoing a slow but steady transformation in all aspects.

Soon, the moon was high in the sky, and Luo Qianqiu opened his eyes. His eyes shone brightly, and his aura had clearly become stronger.