Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 312 Traitor
Wei Xi broke out in a cold sweat again: there was a bug hiding in the corpse's mouth, Nanjiang's methods were indeed impossible to guard against!

Fortunately, the cocoon did not move. Now that the mouth of the corpse had been opened, it was too late to regret. Wei Xi simply calmed down and carefully observed this unusual corpse.

Achen's words cannot be fully trusted, and it is afraid of the gray fog in the forest like a tiger, which shows that the dirty bedding in Wei Xishe was not made by it.

Tonight, seeing this strange corpse slowly moving towards him after being shrouded in night fog, with the mud on its body still not completely dry, sticking the insects to pieces, Wei Xi's suspicions were confirmed. When he saw the cocoon hidden in the mouth of the corpse, he became 90% sure.

Wei Xi has always been narrow-minded. Although he is not a stingy person, he was fooled after all. His anger was burning, and he used a little more force with his hands. The narrow mouth contracted under the force, squeezing the cocoon and making it tremble, and a small crack appeared in the middle.

After using his spiritual power to crush a dozen insects to death, Wei Xi bit his lip and took out the cocoons.

Before Wei Xi could take a closer look, the corpse suddenly caught fire. The pale green flames were terrifying, and in an instant, the insects were burned to ashes.

The air was filled with the scorching aroma of burning insects. Wei Xi's body subconsciously associated this smell with a locust plague and hunger, and his stomach twitched a few times.

Wei Xi ignored these little things and stared at the cocoon in his palm with a frown.

The cracked cocoon was motionless. Wei Xi tore it apart gently, and the contents inside came out.

Unexpectedly, what was contained inside was not the strange-looking insect corpses she had imagined.

Instead, it was a piece of yellowed paper with the word "traitor" written on it in the language of Northern Xinjiang.

Don't underestimate these two words. People like Wei Xi would ponder over even the slightest bird feather, and these two words are enough for her to guess a lot.

One is that there is a note with the name of a traitor, sealed in a cocoon and hidden in the mouth of a corpse. The so-called traitor should be this person;
Secondly, the body had its tongue removed. It's unclear whether this was a natural condition or a punishment for traitors. This is easy to verify, as there are several bodies outside. If it was indeed a punishment, it's probably some kind of Nanjiang custom.
Third, the Northern Frontier writing. These bodies were relatively respectable in life, and even though their clothes were tattered, they were recognizable as being from the Southern Frontier style. The Northern Frontier writing was naturally intended for the Northern Frontier people to see. This suggests that the Southern Frontier people were colluding with the Northern Frontier people and were subsequently discovered, leaving them in such a miserable state.

As for showing it to those people in the northern border?
Doesn’t the Tao Bin tribe have one ready-made?
Wei Xi slowly put the discarded note into his sleeve, and thinking of the deserted village, he had a rough guess in his mind.

The village here was betrayed from within and plotted against from outside. With the help of both inside and outside forces, all the people in the village were slaughtered by the enemy from the northern border.

Either the person who took action was not efficient, or someone in the village fought desperately, and there were still people left in the village. The traitor was caught and punished, and this note was the biggest warning.

Wei Xi guessed that the person who fought desperately was the former owner of the mysterious spiritual power in the forest.

If someone else had brought up such a tragic past, they would have felt unhappy and aggrieved; but Wei Xi cursed his bad luck in his heart, thinking that this person had done something stupid and no amount of reparation would have made any difference.

If it were her, why would she leave such a violent note? She would just stuff the poisonous insect into the traitor's mouth and throw it into the enemy camp to make it explode. Blood debt must be paid with blood!
It's not groundless speculation to say that this person is stupid. Wei Xi can piece together the sweetheart in the notebook with those strange lyrics and come up with a plausible story:

The Nanjiang tribe hides a treasure, and the mysterious tribe raises a young girl. A man from the outside uses cunning tactics to seduce the girl, secretly coveting the rare treasure. Ultimately, he and a traitor slaughter the tribe. The girl fights desperately, but cannot escape the disaster. Before she dies, she uses her spiritual power to cast a gray fog, forcing the enemy who entered the mountain to retreat.

"No wonder," Wei Xi sneered, "The old man sent us up the mountain, fearing that if his men showed up, we'd be haunted and trapped in our dreams!" Lian Gou, who was still burning insects, said anxiously, "Whatever you've figured out, saving your life is the most important thing right now! If we don't get out now, we'll be trapped here to death!"

"If all that comes is this, I might as well wait until dawn," Qin Feng said with a slightly worried tone. "I'm just afraid this dream won't end, and I'll lose my life!"

Wei Xi briefly explained his guess, and the two of them couldn't tell what was wrong for a while, and they believed it most of the time.

"These people's methods are not worthy of being mentioned in public... Those who come from the northern border are either from the Ju or Boluo countries, or they are from the aristocratic families of immortal cultivators!"

Qin Feng's eyes widened as he speculated, "It's probably some aristocratic family kid who did something foolish! He wants the opportunity here... What he did is completely unscrupulous! Truly despicable!"

Qin Feng's father rose to prominence through military exploits, and he had little ties to the local immortal cultivation families. With his family's profound learning, Qin Feng naturally took issue with those immortal cultivation families who exploited the power of others and played both sides.

However, Wei Xi did not think that this must have been done by a member of a noble family. The cultivators were constrained by the laws of nature and would not easily kill an entire village. Moreover, where would the cultivators take action leave so many traces?
On second thought, the Nanjiang monk who left behind his spiritual power was definitely not a good person. Even if a traitor took action, he would not be forced to the point of desperation.

Wei Xi threw the useless corpse back, feeling a tightness in his heart.

Since they were not from a family of immortal cultivators or a sect, and yet they were able to deal with the cultivators in the mountain village, Wei Xi easily linked this matter to Jucheng, which gave him a headache.

I'm not afraid of trouble, I just find it troublesome.

Fortunately, Wei Xi's mind was not on redressing the unlucky guy at this time. His heart was still tied to the Longevity Wood, and he was just waiting to get away so as to find this important material.

Entering Jiuai Mountain, all signs indicate that the Longevity Wood is likely to be found in this vast mountain range. Holding a grudge, Wei Xi is determined to become stronger and is determined to obtain the Longevity Wood.

"My dear," Lian Gou said helplessly, "Wei Xi just said that these were all back-up plans arranged by the master of that spiritual power. Who can be your opponent in a head-on fight? You can't withstand the endless tricks of this place! Even an immortal would have to bow down to me!"

Wei Xi nodded and said, "The so-called 'ghost dream' must be someone else's far-fetched fabrication. Since it was a cultivator who took action, it was nothing more than a test of strength!"

Qin Feng didn't want to hear this, but she was not a careless person and was eagerly waiting for Wei Xi's way to escape.

Even though Wei Xi's mind is as full of ideas as a honeycomb, she still can't think of a perfect solution.

Unfortunately, Wei Xi was unlucky, always encountering things that would make things worse and add fuel to the fire. After a while, the corpse stopped running upstairs, and the insects downstairs fully awakened.

Some fat worms fluttered their wings with intricate patterns and flew towards the living people. The gray mist was wrapped around them and hit the barrier formed by spiritual power, making a sizzling sound. The spiritual power melted away bit by bit, making people's scalps numb.

(End of this chapter)