Put away your magical powers now!.

Chapter 304 [On-site] (Happy National Day everyone!)

Chapter 298 [On the Scene]

The air was thick with the nauseating stench of corpses, forcing Chen Yan to circulate his vital energy to temporarily shut off his sense of smell. He turned his head and saw that Yun Zhao was already pale and swaying precariously.

Chen Yan then realized that Yun Zhao was a demon, and his sense of smell was naturally much more acute than that of humans, so the disgusting stench of the corpse had an even greater impact on him.

Chen Yan looked at the hole in the flying boat, then strode over, leaped into it, and entered the cabin.

This airship wasn't for carrying cargo; the cabin was much smaller than the cargo ships Chen Yan had traveled on. But because it was a passenger airship, the furnishings inside were much more comfortable, just like a guest room.

Walking through the hole, you find yourself in a passenger cabin, where the furniture and decorations are in disarray due to the ship's tilt.

Two more bodies lay on the ground!

Chen Yan looked around carefully and saw several claw marks on the wall, which seemed to have been left by some kind of wild animal.

There were broken swords and weapons in the corner, as well as marks of damage caused by the magic of the cultivators.

After walking a few more steps, Chen Yan suddenly stopped.

A person sat in the cramped corner.

To be precise, it was a corpse sitting there.

The man died sitting on the ground, a spear piercing his body and penetrating his chest, pinning him to the wall—it was precisely because of this iron spear that the body was fixed in place, allowing the man to remain seated even after death.

This person's death was extremely gruesome!
Chen Yan took a few steps closer and examined him carefully. He had died from a spear piercing his chest, but his body was also mutilated after death.

His chest and abdomen were ripped open, and his stomach was a gaping, bloody hole. His internal organs were torn out, and a long section of intestine was pulled out and dragged on the ground in front of him!

Chen Yan let out a breath, turned his head away, and barely managed to calm himself down before suppressing the feeling of nausea.

What changed his expression wasn't just the man's gruesome death.

But... he recognized this person!
It was that Guan family representative, that fat Guan!
The representative of the Guan family of the Northern Frontier, who had been quite imposing at the auction that day, actually died tragically in front of Chen Yan!
At this moment, Chen Yan heard footsteps behind him. Yun Zhao had already entered and said quickly, "The demonic aura here is so strong!"

He paused, then said in a low voice, "Such a strong demonic aura, and the gruesome deaths of these people, with marks on their bodies indicating they were torn apart by beasts—it must have been the work of the demon race!"

Chen Yan nodded.

Evil aura, the appearance of the corpse, traces left at the scene, claw marks on the wall...

Everything seemed to have irrefutable evidence, showing that this was the scene left behind by the demon race's rampage.

but……

Chen Yan squinted as he looked around, but something still felt off.
He slowly squatted down, right in front of the fat man's corpse.

Seeing Chen Yan's actions, Yun Zhao's face showed a strange expression, but he also squatted down with him, covering his nose and frowning, saying: "This guy is from the Guan family, but not a direct descendant. He should be one of the more important collateral descendants. The Guan family has always liked to use its own descendants to serve as family managers. This family is conservative and never trusts outsiders. They are only willing to use their own bloodline descendants."

However, my ancestor once told me that this family tradition has ensured the Guan family's continued prosperity for thousands of years, preventing the family line from ever ending. But precisely because of this, their breadth of vision and ambition have been somewhat lacking, which is why they have never achieved great things.

Chen Yan nodded casually and said, "That's right. Even if you tap into the full potential of a clan's bloodline, how many talented people can emerge? This kind of family tradition does ensure the clan's lineage's honor, but without absorbing outside talent, it naturally won't grow very large."

He spoke casually, then suddenly pointed at Fatty Guan's corpse: "Look at this corpse, is there anything that's not quite right?"

Yun Zhao was taken aback. After taking a closer look, he shook his head and said, "I... can't tell. This Fatty Guan isn't a very good person, but I've heard he hasn't done anything particularly evil. It's pitiful that he died here, and died so tragically."

Chen Yan ignored Yun Zhao's irrelevant words and stared at Guan Pangzi's corpse and his fingers.

Although the corpse was already somewhat decomposed, Chen Yan seemed to have forgotten the disgusting smells at this moment, and instead said calmly: "Look at his fingers."

"Ok?"

"If I remember correctly, when I saw him at the auction that day, he was wearing gold and jade thumb rings on his right thumb and middle finger."

Yun Zhao was stunned. He immediately looked over and saw that the flesh and blood of Guan Pangzi's knuckles had begun to rot, but his fingers were bare, with no trace of a thumb ring.

"Was it looted by the demon clan that killed him?" Yun Zhao said in a low voice, but he was stunned as soon as he said it.

Chen Yan said calmly, "I wouldn't be surprised if they took away some magical artifacts, or cultivation resources such as pills, spiritual herbs, or jade coins."

After all, the demon race also needs these things for cultivation.

But... what would the demons do with ordinary gold and jade, these valuable things?

As he spoke, Chen Yan smiled and pointed to the room, saying, "Judging from the arrangement, there should be a high-quality mirror on that table. With the grandeur of such a prestigious family and sect, the mirror is probably made of precious metals, such as fine copper or inlaid with pure gold."

This stuff is valuable, but... the demon race wouldn't like these things at all, would they?

After a pause, Chen Yan stood up and walked to a corner of the cabin.

This is a cabinet, which has been shattered and the doors are scattered on the ground, but the inside of the cabinet is empty.

Chen Yan smiled and shook his head: "If it's some gold or jade, although the demon race doesn't like it and can't use it, at least they can explain it as something valuable, and they can take it back and sell it to get money for jade."

But...all the clothes in this wardrobe have been taken?

Chen Yan pursed his lips and shook his head, saying, "The body shape of the demon race is not quite the same as that of the human race. You are a cloud sparrow, so after transforming into human form, your body shape is similar to that of the human race."

However, many ferocious demon races, such as tigers, leopards, jackals, and wolves, are still incredibly large even when they transform into human form.

Ordinary people's clothes are simply unwearable.

What were these demons doing after they killed someone and then ransacked their wardrobe? Were they going to wear them?
"If it doesn't fit, are you going to cut it up and use it as a rag?"

Yun Zhao was taken aback, and he subconsciously said, "Clothes can also be sold for money..."

But even he himself felt that it didn't make sense at this point.

Although wealthy families are rich and their clothes are mostly made of high-quality materials and with exquisite workmanship, clothes are just clothes, how much are they really worth?

Taking them back and selling them as secondhand clothes is not only troublesome, but also doesn't fetch much money.

Selling it at a secondhand clothing store might risk being exposed.

In cases of murder and robbery where time is of the essence, one would naturally choose to take the most valuable and expensive items.

Removing the room's furnishings and decorations, such as mirrors, is already a bit strange.

But at least precious metals can be melted down and reused or sold.

Why are you taking the clothes?
The demon race itself can't wear it!

Only high-ranking demons who interact frequently with humans, such as Yun Zhao, enjoy wearing exquisite human clothing.

Ordinary demons don't like wearing human clothing styles—it's a difference in aesthetics!

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The two went deep into the cabin and searched around before finally confirming it.

All the members of the Guan family on this flying boat are dead; thirty-four bodies can be found.

In particular, there was a cargo hold on the ship that had been completely looted.

In particular, Chen Yan was thinking that all the items that Fatty Guan had bought at the auction had disappeared without a trace.

The flying sword that had begun to develop divine consciousness, and the Heaven-Devouring Gold-Gathering Beast that looked like a giant bullfrog, were both gone.

The two emerged from the cabin, walked out through the hole in the hull, and landed on the forest floor.

Chen Yan suddenly had a thought and grabbed Yun Zhao's shoulder!

Upon arriving here and witnessing this scene, he immediately spread his divine sense around, enveloping the area.

At that moment, he sensed something in his heart, grabbed Yun Zhao, leaped up, and jumped high onto a nearby tree, hiding his body behind the canopy.

Before Yun Zhao could speak, Chen Yan covered his mouth and stuck a "Concealing Breath Talisman" to his chest.

Chen Yan casually cast a concealment talisman on himself, gestured for Yun Zhao to be quiet, and then pointed downwards...

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Two figures emerged from the distance in the woods.

The one in front was burly and strong, but his face had a somewhat fierce look. However, at this moment, the expression on his face was panicked and fearful. He walked unsteadily and staggered over, occasionally looking back at the person behind him, with a hint of pleading and flattery in his eyes.

The person walking behind him caught Chen Yan's eyebrow, and Chen Yan immediately raised it. Another familiar face.

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The man was quite tall, but thin. His eyes flashed with a murderous aura as he walked forward, his steps steady and deliberate.

Especially since this guy is carrying a knife on his back!

A scabbard made of white sharkskin!
Chen Yan recognized him at a glance as "Boss Xue," whom he had seen in the market.

He was the leader of the group that set up a trap in the market to lure in easy targets, then murder and rob them.

He saw through the situation and pretended to be broke to get away, but an arrogant and burly cultivator intervened, carrying a sharkskin knife and flaunting his wealth. As a result, he was targeted by that group of people.

The group secretly followed him away, and when they returned, the sharkskin sword was already in Xue Laoda's possession. As for that fat sheep... he was probably already dead.

I remember that day at the market, Granny Yu warned me not to mess with these guys, but she also warned this Boss Xue not to touch me.

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The fierce-looking burly man stumbled ahead, followed by Boss Xue, who would occasionally give the burly man a hard push on the shoulders and back, urging him to walk faster.

"Brother Xue, please forgive me this time. I... I'll never do it again. I was blinded by greed. I was just... I was confused for a moment... Please, please plead for me..."

Boss Xue remained silent, his face cold, his eyes narrowed.

Seeing that Xue Laoda remained silent, the burly man suddenly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

However, the person he kowtowed to was no longer Boss Xue...

At this moment, Chen Yan suddenly realized that there was another figure behind the burly man and Boss Xue!
The figure was clearly following behind, but when Chen Yan first glanced at it, he seemed to subconsciously overlook this third person for some reason.

The third person was at the back, but his body floated quietly, about three feet off the ground.

She wore a black robe and had long hair that flowed down her shoulders, but her face was covered by a wooden mask that not only completely concealed her face but also made it impossible to see her eyes clearly.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty above!" The burly man kowtowed repeatedly, pleading with the man in the wooden mask, "I was confused for a moment! I was confused for a moment!!"

The person in the wooden mask did not answer, but simply floated there quietly, his body behind Boss Xue.

After a moment of silence—as if he was certain that the wooden masked man behind him wouldn't answer—Xue's eyes twitched slightly, and he took a deep look at the burly man kneeling on the ground before speaking in a hoarse voice.

"Do you know the enormity of the trouble you've caused! This matter concerns the Lord's most important affairs. If your shameful greed reveals even the slightest flaw or makes people realize something is amiss... then even if you die ten thousand times, it wouldn't be enough to atone for it!"

As he spoke, Boss Xue suddenly kicked the man away.

The burly man rolled on the ground a few times, and when he got up, he was vomiting blood. He knelt down again and kowtowed repeatedly.

Old Master Xue gritted his teeth before turning around, bowing respectfully to the man in the wooden mask behind him, and whispering, "Master, what do you think..."

The person in the wooden mask remained silent.

A hint of helplessness finally appeared in Boss Xue's eyes.

He sighed and walked up to the burly man: "Alright, let's get this done first. If we do it properly, we can make up for it, maybe..."

The burly man immediately raised his head, his eyes filled with intense longing: "Boss Xue! I, I will definitely make it up to you! Make it up to you!"

As he spoke, he quickly took a bracelet off his wrist and slapped it hard.

After a few flashes of light, several things flew out from inside.

There were gold and jade thumb rings and several exquisite gold and jade ornaments, including a mirror.

In addition, there were several other gorgeous-looking clothes!

Old Master Xue's eye twitched, and he looked back and forth between the items on the ground. Finally, his tone was tinged with helplessness: "Old Lu, Old Lu... your money-grubbing nature, even in your coffin, has really ruined you!"

After saying that, he shook his head and said, "Now, put all these things back! Put them back exactly as they were, one by one! Tidy them up properly, leaving no trace!"

The burly man on the ground scrambled to his feet, picked up the things on the ground, and hurried toward the airship.

Boss Xue followed, probably to keep an eye on the guy.

The two of them climbed over the hole in the flying boat, while the guy with the wooden mask just stood there quietly, suspended in mid-air, his body completely still.

A moment later, Boss Xue and the burly man emerged from the flying boat and came to the forest floor, standing in front of the wooden-masked man.

The burly man was kicked again by Boss Xue, falling to the ground. Boss Xue then rushed over and punched and kicked him repeatedly.

He didn't hold back at all; he beat the burly man mercilessly. The man was so badly beaten that he spat blood repeatedly from his mouth, and even one of his arms was broken!

After beating him more than ten times, Boss Xue finally caught his breath, kicked the burly man a little further away, then turned around, bowed to the wooden masked man, clasped his hands and bent over, and said in a cautious tone, "Your Excellency...you see, this dog surnamed Lu really deserves to die! Fortunately, the item was put back, so it didn't ruin Your Excellency's important matter!"
When I get back this time, I will definitely break his legs and make him wail in pain for three days and three nights, I…

The wooden masked man suddenly spoke.

"You want to save his life?"

Upon hearing this, Boss Xue's body trembled violently!
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When the wooden masked man spoke, his voice was old and hoarse, and his tone was so sharp that it made one's hair stand on end, as if a sharp object was scraping across a plate.

The moment this person opened their mouth, Boss Xue's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably: "Your Excellency, I, I, I..."

The wooden-masked man sighed softly: "He is your man, and you want to protect his life. It's not surprising that you have such thoughts... Alas, you are not wrong."

Upon hearing this, Boss Xue's eyes suddenly lit up with hope: "I... I'll definitely teach this bastard a lesson when I get back, I promise! From now on, I'll serve the Lord, I will..."

Before he could finish speaking, the wooden-masked man chuckled softly: "I said you're not wrong, because I'm the one who's wrong."

Boss Xue was stunned!
His eyes suddenly filled with intense fear as he stared at the wooden masked man, his body trembling.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault."

The wooden-masked man seemed to sigh softly: "It was my poor judgment in choosing people. That's why I took in a piece of trash like you as the team leader, and even more so, I let a piece of trash like you bring even more trash to do my work."

Boss Xue knelt down with a thud, his voice trembling as he said, "Lord, I, I..."

The wooden-masked man gently raised his hand, and the burly man lying on the ground behind him, vomiting blood, suddenly shrank back, twisting violently a few times...

boom! !

His body suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist!
It exploded!
Old Master Xue trembled violently, but the wooden masked man's fingers turned slightly, the fingertips pointing towards Old Master Xue.

Old Xue was panting heavily, his eyes instantly filled with fear, but at the same time, they suddenly turned ferocious.

His chest heaved, and finally he roared, leaping up from the ground and somersaulting backward several meters.

brush!
He even pulled out the knife from his back!
The sharp blade was drawn from its sheath, immediately emanating a layer of azure energy! Its gleaming light revealed it to be an extraordinary magical artifact!

"My Lord! I refuse to accept this!! I, Xue San, have served you and rendered many merits! Are you going to kill me so easily, my Lord?!"

Old Xue gripped the knife tightly, but his body was still trembling, his eyes fixed intently on his opponent.

"My life may be cheap, but if anyone tries to take it, I will fight to the death and never sit idly by..."

flutter!!

A condensed beam of light shot out from the fingertips of the wooden-masked man as if without warning!
But after that beam of light...

Boss Xue's words were abruptly cut off!

Along with his words, Boss Xue himself was also cut off!

A gush of blood spurted from his neck, followed by his enormous head falling to the ground with a thud!

Then... the precious sword in his hand also broke in half without a sound!
thump!
The body lay on the ground.

With a flick of his sleeve, the wooden-masked man sent Xue Laoda's corpse, the broken knife, and the remains of the burly man who had just exploded into a cloud of blood mist flying up in white light and then being collected into the wooden-masked man's sleeve.

Not a single trace was left on the ground!
After calmly completing these tasks, the wooden-masked man finally sighed.

His suspended body slowly turned around, and then he seemed to smile gently.

"Was the show good? Those two guys up there?"

As he spoke, he raised his head, tilting his face upwards, directly facing the hiding place of Chen Yan and Yun Zhao in the treetops!
Suddenly, Chen Yan felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet and instantly spread throughout his entire body!

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(End of this chapter)