Silent Crown Chapter 267

It was as if a giant beast had quietly ‘seeped’ from the wall. Sensing Ye Qingxuan’s gaze, it looked down. One of its compound eyes lit up. And so rock-like material and color began spreading under the path of its gazethe fossilizing gaze! This spider mother had the slight bloodline of the stone statue demon!

The moonlight struggled to maintain equilibrium. Where it met the gaze, powder would fall down. It was the dust bloated after turning to stone. Broken noises continuously came from the spider. The youth could vaguely see the menacing shadow of the spider slowly raise two pincers.

“This is kind of difficult.” Ye Qingxuan rolled his stiff neck and gripped his cane. “It’s challenging!”

Boom!

Three minutes later, Ye Qingxuan was running for his life in the dead-silent street. The giant building behind him was covered in spider webs. Countless spiders rushed in all directions like a flood. They passed through some other demon nest, causing a commotion.

The guy who had started all this was squatting in a tight corner, wiping away his sweat. He let out a sigh of relief as he watched the chaos in the distance. As expected, he could not beat it!

He sighed. Once again, this strengthened his decision to take shortcuts and use tricks whenever possible and never fight face-to-face! Ever since the infamous Vengeful Spirit debuted, he had never fought straightforwardly. He had always relied on despicable tricks. He could not help it. His actual abilities were not enough.

Using tricks was more fun too; it was less troublesome. He just set it off and everything was fine!

Sighing, he caressed his cane. The gem Jiu Xiao Huan Pei had been sullied. It was ruined in his hands. He could only awaken its true strength when he became an official musician. A hat could contain so much music theory. Ye Qingxuan believed that the Ye family had put some good stuff into the instrument as well.

He did not need powerful scores like “Guangling Zhixi” or “Eighteen Songs of a Nomad Flute,” but there should at least be “Changmen Yuan,” right? There should be at least two or three copies of trademark Modifications scores too.

Ye Qingxuan felt much better from fantasizing about the impossible but beautiful future. But soon, a caw sounded again, shattering the silence. Furrowing his brows, Ye Qingxuan looked up slowly. On the withered tree above his head was a giant black crow. It was staring at him and screaming, attracting all the surrounding demons over.

This was how they lived. The crow could eat his decaying flesh after the demons killed him. Unfortunately, the demons living in surrounding neighborhoods were either attracted by the commotion caused by the spiders or were hiding in fear.

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“Caw! Caw!” Seeing that no one was responding, the crow panicked. It cried louder, “Caw caw!”

Still, no one came. The only sound in the silence was the youth’s sympathetic whistling. He rose slowly and walked over, an eerie smile on his lips.

“Caw caw caw!” The crow tried to fly away, but Ye Qingxuan’s off-handed frost ray froze its wings together. It dropped to the ground and cried pitifully while curling up in a corner. Sadly, all cries for help were useless. The youth’s black shadow swallowed it. His smile was cold.