The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 291 - 289: Young Man, You’ve Got Good Stamina

Chapter 291: Chapter 289: Young Man, You’ve Got Good Stamina

Shangguan Jing felt that the puppet doll Qin Zhao encountered shouldn’t have been so formidable. The power of the puppet doll depended on the cultivation of its creator.

For the puppet doll to become real and beguile people’s hearts, at least it would require the power of someone at the Golden Core Stage. Perhaps even the Golden Core Stage was not enough; it might need the power of the Nascent Soul Stage to achieve that.

Now, it was the End of Dharma Age, and it was rare to even see someone at the Foundation Establishment Stage, let alone a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage in the world.

But regardless, having something lurking in the shadows watching them always made one uneasy.

"Where did you encounter it?"

Qin Zhao asked Shangguan Qiu, planning to go over and take a look.

"I’ll take you there."

After their explanations, Shangguan Qiu realized that the puppet doll was no simple matter.

She and Qin Zhao arrived at the spot where Bai Qi had fainted earlier, but as Qin Zhao had expected, the puppet doll was gone. There was nothing in the grass where it had been.

"Did they realize I was eavesdropping?"

Shangguan Qiu felt the human-skinned puppet must be related to the Bo People; she had knocked out Bai Qi and the young man earlier, intending to take the Sheepskin Scroll, when the human-skinned puppet had been hiding in the grass watching her.

She couldn’t understand the contents of the Sheepskin Scroll, and not wanting the Bo People to find out, she thus returned the scroll to Bai Qi.

"They definitely did."

Qin Zhao looked around and found that nearby were mostly uninhabited stone houses, old and damaged, with courtyards and rooms overgrown with weeds.

Her gaze moved toward one of the houses, and she walked straight over to it.

Shangguan Qiu followed, and the two found dried bloodstains in the grass. It was noon now, and the sun was quite fierce; the traces of blood had dried up long ago, the scent of blood having dissipated.

Qin Zhao narrowed her eyes and took out a dagger she always carried, digging a little into the nearby underbrush. The soil was very loose, obviously having been recently dug up and then covered again.

Gradually, a strong stench of blood wafted to them.

The dagger seemed to have stabbed into something, and fresh blood oozed out from the soil.

Shangguan Qiu quickly took out a shovel from her storage bag, helping Qin Zhao dig, and eventually, they unearthed a corpse that had not been dead for long. But the corpse’s face had no skin.

Not even hair was left; the entire head was just a bloody ball of flesh, mixed with soil, disgustingly repulsive.

Fortunately, the two of them were seasoned and experienced, so seeing such a scene didn’t cause them any adverse reactions.

Shangguan Qiu observed carefully, her expression becoming grave.

"Even though the face is destroyed and unrecognizable, judging by his clothes and his height and build, it should be the young man who went with Bai Qi to find the Clan Leader today."

"Who do you think killed him?"

"Bai Qi."

Because Shangguan Qiu had hidden in a tree and heard Bai Qi and the young man arguing. Before they even entered the Clan Leader’s home, Bai Qi had choked the youth’s neck with his hand.

"Bai Qi wants to leave the Bo People, but he also wants to be the Priest of the Bo People. This seems to be something not allowed by the Bo People. The Priest of the Bo People must stay in the village forever."

The more Shangguan Qiu thought about it, the stranger it seemed, "Not only that, the other tribespeople are also not allowed to leave easily. So, those of the tribe who leave here usually end up dying in accidents."

Just as she finished speaking, Chu Yan came looking for them.

"Zhaozhao, Zhaozhao."

He called out to her from outside, and Qin Zhao went out to meet him.

"What’s wrong?"

"Bai Qi and the others are taking a coffin into the mountains, and Shangguan Jing wants you to hurry back."

"Bai Qi and the others?" Qin Zhao’s expression seemed a bit odd, "Besides him, who else could it be?"

"And a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy."

Qin Zhao turned around and returned to the courtyard. Using a spell, he quickly buried the corpse and, pulling Shangguan Qiu with him, left the area and rushed to Shangguan Jing’s residence.

Qin Zhao, Chu Yan, Shangguan Qiu, and Shangguan Jing were the first group to enter the mountain, while the others remained with the Bo People waiting for the search and rescue team to arrive before proceeding together.

On seeing their return, Shangguan Jing shouldered his mountain pack.

"Let’s go, the few of us following them won’t easily be noticed. Let’s not involve others."

Moreover, with Decline Cliff clearly posing a danger, for them as cultivators with cultivation and Heavenly Masters, it was more appropriate to scout ahead.

The group hurriedly left the village, and a male teammate waiting at the village entrance pointed in a direction, "Bai Qi and his group went that way."

He had pretended to wander near the village entrance, really to keep an eye on when Bai Qi and his group would enter the mountain.

Bai Qi hadn’t been in the mountain for long and they had also pulled along a coffin, so they were moving slowly. After Shangguan Jing led his group into the mountain, they soon found them.

"Isn’t he dead?"

Shangguan Qiu was greatly shocked to see the young man helping to pull the coffin.

The young man in the distance was wearing clothes identical to those on the body, and his height and build also matched – how had he come back to life?

Shangguan Qiu was puzzled, "Could it be that he wasn’t the one who died?"

"Who’s dead?"

Both Shangguan Jing and Chu Yan were curious.

"The boy at Bai Qi’s side; Qin Zhao and I just dug up his body. But the skin on the corpse’s head was gone, and so was the hair; the face was unrecognizable."

"You’ve just discovered the body, and now he appears, helping Bai Qi with the coffin – it’s impossible for it to be the same person."

"Then who’s the one who died?"

Qin Zhao abruptly spoke up, "He is indeed dead. If you pay close attention, you’ll notice he has no breath, no heartbeat; he’s not at all a living person!"

With the highest cultivation among them, even from a distance from Bai Qi and the others, Qin Zhao could still sense these abnormalities with his strong Divine Sense.

But the others couldn’t sense it.

"Isn’t his corpse still in that courtyard? And without skin on the head."

This was also what puzzled Qin Zhao. Since the boy did not have the aura of a living person, it could only be a corpse. In the Mystical Sect, there were plenty of Evil Techniques that could manipulate corpses, so it wasn’t surprising.

But his corpse was still buried in that courtyard – could it really not be him?

Following them all the way, Qin Zhao set up a barrier between them and Bai Qi to prevent detection; even if he looked back, he wouldn’t see them.

"Young man, you’ve got good stamina."

Shangguan Qiu noted with a hint of admiration.

Because Bai Qi and the boy were pulling the coffin over several mountains, and when the mountain paths became too much, they each had to carry the coffin up the steep slopes.

"Of course, a dead person wouldn’t get tired."

Qin Zhao said slowly; after all, the boy beside Bai Qi was no longer a living creature.

However, it was indeed surprising that Bai Qi, having no Spiritual Power, could carry the coffin for so long.

They had been walking in the mountains for over two hours, setting out at noon with the sunlight brilliant. Now the sky had darkened, and the wind blowing through the mountains brought a chill.

The closer he got to Decline Cliff, the more Qin Zhao felt something was amiss with the atmosphere.

The Mechanical Compass brought by Shangguan Jing clicked incessantly, unable to fix on a direction. Moreover, all communication devices had become unusable.

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