Gou Zai Yao Wu Simulated Immortal

Chapter 75 A Cloud of Suspicion

After the previous disturbances, Laoya'ao was no longer the same as before.

The pungent, burnt smell permeated the air, making it repulsive to smell.

Li Qian took out several life-saving pills and bent down to stuff them into the mouths of the two unconscious wounded members of the Demon Slayer Division.

He then pressed his palm against their backs, activating his internal Yang energy to slowly dissolve the medicinal effects.

After a short while, their chests were still rising and falling slightly, but they had calmed down enough to be alive.

He turned and glanced at Liu Haoshen again.

The old dog had already fainted from fright and was now slumped in the corner, its face as pale as paper and its trouser legs completely soaked.

Li Qian glanced at him coldly, too lazy to pay him any more attention, and simply raised his hand and flicked the Soul-Devouring Sword.

The dark light trembled slightly, and the three remnant souls of Xiong Da, Xiong Er, and Lü Liang quietly slipped out.

"You three, hide in the shadows."

"Keep a close eye on these few survivors, and keep an eye on this old dog too."

The three souls responded softly, transforming into three faint shadows.

They disappeared into the ruins of the stone prison and the shadows of collapse, without making a sound.

Li Qian looked at the lynx head that was half-buried in the mud not far away.

Although the mountain woman was dead, her old face still carried the lingering horror and resentment from before her death, making her look particularly sinister.

He stepped forward and snapped his fingers.

A flash of dark light appeared at the tip of the Soul-Devouring Sword, pulling the remnant soul of Granny Meow out of the sword.

Then he pulled out the soul fragments of the half-demon servants he had previously collected.

The old woman's remnant soul was in a terrible state. Li Qian raised his hand and pressed it down, injecting it, along with the few wisps of soul fragments, into the old woman's remnant soul.

A few soft hissing sounds.

Several remnant souls intertwined, tore at each other, and devoured one another, merging into a pale green shadow.

Before long, the mountain hag's previously disheveled features gradually stabilized.

Two green lights appeared in his eye sockets, and his lips moved slightly.

Li Qian was quite interested in the mountain woman's method of communicating with the earth's veins, as well as her unorthodox methods of controlling demons and raising evil spirits; they were very valuable for reference.

However, the most important thing right now is Xue Duan.

This concerns whether one's soul contract is useful and whether one's influence on reality will lead to different simulation results.

As for all sorts of evil magic, we can gradually extract it from her mind later.

Li Qian stared at the mountain woman and slowly said, "I'm asking you alone."

He was around thirty years old, of medium build, thin, with slightly high brow bones, and an old scar on his right cheek.

He wore a standard-issue short knife at his waist, and his boots were studded with iron. His surname was Xue, and his given name was Duan.

"Has this person ever been to Laoya'ao?"

The Mountain Woman Sword Slave's eyes were blank, and she mechanically replied, "Not seen."

Li Qian's eyes narrowed slightly. "Say it again."

The mountain woman swordswoman Mumu replied, "I have never seen this person in Laoya'ao."

The mountain wind blew in from the mouth of the valley, causing the dust on the ground to swirl gently.

In the distance, beneath the collapsed cave, occasional boulders tumbled down, emitting a dull echo.

Li Qian frowned.

He had always thought that what Granny Miao said was most likely referring to Xue Duan.

But now that the Mountain Woman Sword Slave has answered so readily, it means that I seem to have misunderstood this matter.

The statements of Granny Miao and Granny Shan are not necessarily contradictory.

Those brought here are likely just the other few members of the Demon Slayer Division who had previously gone missing.

Xue Duan, on the other hand, never even made it to Laoya'ao.

How did he break free from the soul bond he had previously established?

And how did he die?

Or perhaps... he had already been thoroughly cleaned up before the handover, and there was no need to send him to the mountain woman at all?

He clearly remembered the previous simulations.

Xue Duanke is far more than he has lived to this point.

Without my intervention, this person rose to the position of captain.

He is a very important figure, having taken charge of the Demon Slaying Division of a province in the central region of the Great Sun Dynasty.

Now, because of my interference, he has been killed prematurely in this place?

Li Qian clicked his tongue softly.

If this person can be brought under my command while still alive, my path in the Demon Slayer Division will undoubtedly be smoother.

Perhaps the mountain woman doesn't remember?

Thinking of this, he drew his sword and searched Laoya'ao thoroughly, inside and out.

But after searching and searching, I found nothing and had to give up.

Li Qian slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and turned back to the deep cave of the dragon bone.

The cave entrance was pitch black and chilly.

I always felt that something was still lurking in the depths of darkness, quietly watching the outside world.

Li Qian frowned slightly.

He has never easily believed in false feelings, but having cultivated to this point, the occasional warning signs that arise in his mind are mostly not without cause.

Beneath this cave lies far more than just a dragon's skeleton.

However, I couldn't go down myself, so I forcibly sent the sword slave down to scout ahead...

If some kind of restriction is activated, it would be counterproductive.

After a moment's thought, Li Qian took out several talismans from his Sumeru Ring.

It can suppress evil spirits, seal off the earth, and ward off evil influences.

He raised two fingers together, using the remaining watery energy in the hollow, along with his own residual yang demonic energy, to tap out the remaining points one by one.

Several talismans flew up and landed at the four corners of the cave entrance and in the central palace.

They immediately drew together, their spiritual energy intertwining, transforming into layers of invisible restrictions that tightly sealed the deep cave of the dragon's bones.

Wait until the last talisman for suppressing evil spirits sinks into the mud.

Above the cave entrance, there was only a thin layer of gray soil, making it look almost identical to the surrounding area.

Li Qian left traces here to make it easier to find using tracking symbols.

He silently memorized the mountain shape, the surrounding broken rocks and withered trees, and the several collapse marks before turning and leaving.

When we returned to Puyuan County, it was still dark.

Along the way, Li Qian chose secluded paths and sped along.

He took the two seriously injured demon-slaying officers and the unconscious Liu Haoshen back to his courtyard.

He knew that this matter involved too many people and that it was not appropriate to meet with anyone rashly.

Therefore, they simply settled the group in a side room in the courtyard.

He also personally inspected the doors and windows, secretly placing talismans under the beams and thresholds to prevent any mishaps at night.

Once everything was tidied up, the courtyard finally quieted down.

The night was drawing to a close, and the morning air was slightly chilly.

Li Qian sat alone in the corner of the side room, leaning against a wooden pillar, with the Soul-Devouring Sword lying across his lap, and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

After an unknown amount of time, a series of rapid and disordered breaths came from the bed.

Liu Haoshen shuddered and suddenly woke up from his nightmare.

His eyes were unfocused, staring blankly at the overhead beam.

They were still reeling from the sight of the corpses strewn across Laoya'ao.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, the color drained from his face, and he abruptly propped himself up, looking around erratically.

The room was dimly lit.

Outside the window paper, a faint ray of dawn was already visible.

In the shadows of the corner of the room, a person sat quietly.

Dressed in black, sword at hand, with a cold expression.

It was Li Qian.

The moment Liu Haoshen's eyes met his, he trembled as if he had seen a ghost.

His teeth chattered: "You...are you human or a demon?!"