Chapter 1926: 1925: Clan of the Faceless and Seeking a Path

Chapter 1926: Chapter 1925: Clan of the Faceless and Seeking a Path

“Do it yourself, or shall I help you?” Clan Leader Wang You looked at Xu Chen and asked.

“Clan Leader, I…” Xu Chen was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the ground.

Clan Leader Wang You sighed.

Looking at Xu Zimei, he said, “Noble Immortal, let me end him.

I doubt he dares to do it himself.”

Xu Zimei nodded.

Wang You drew the longsword from his waist, its blade gleaming coldly, and stepped closer to Xu Chen.

“Clan Leader, you can’t kill me,” Xu Chen shouted.

“You must resolve your own mess.

You need to understand my predicament.”

With those words, Wang You’s sword showed no hesitation.

As the sword swung, down went the head.

Perhaps the rest of the Heavenly Being tribe was still somewhat unsettled, but Wang You seemed very calm.

Because he was the Clan Leader, he had been through too much.

Killing and being killed, this is the fate of a Clan Leader.

It is also the fate of the Heavenly Being tribe.

After killing Xu Chen, Wang You looked at Xu Zimei, seemingly hesitant.

Eventually, he asked, “Noble Immortal, are you a member of the Faceless Clan?”

“Faceless Clan?” Xu Zimei frowned slightly.

“What’s that?”

“It’s good if you’re not, it’s good if you’re not,” Wang You breathed a sigh of relief, seemingly unwilling to elaborate on the matter.

He said, “Some ancient grudges of our Heavenly Being tribe.

No need to mention them.

Does Noble Immortal have any commands?”

“No more business,” Xu Zimei waved his hand.

Wang You quickly replied, “Then I won’t disturb you, Noble Immortal.

If you need anything, you can always find me, just say.”

Watching Wang You’s hurried departure, Xu Zimei said nothing more.

……

In the afternoon,

Meng Yuqing brought her younger brother, Meng Xiaoman, to the courtyard.

This Meng Xiaoman had just stepped into the Qi-Refining stage, his aptitude slightly better than He Shitou’s.

Xu Zimei also passed onto him a cultivation technique, planning to let Meng Xiaoman cultivate beside him in the coming days.

The days in the Heavenly Being tribe were quite pleasant.

It appeared that Wang You, the Clan Leader, had given specific instructions, and no one from the Heavenly Being tribe dared to disturb Xu Zimei.

While recuperating from his injuries, he casually guided Meng Xiaoman and He Shitou in their cultivation.

Xu Zimei couldn’t remember when he last experienced such a leisurely life.

It seemed that along his journey, all had been schemes and slaughters.

Xu Zimei thoroughly enjoyed these days.

Once the injuries healed, it might be time to venture into the place of chaos.

Xu Zimei planned to scout the route ahead.

That day, Meng Xiaoman pushed Xu Zimei’s wheelchair out of the Great Thousand Gorge.

There was no map inside the Great Thousand Gorge.

Moreover, the location of the gorge was unique, with towering mountain walls on both its east and west sides, stretching endlessly.

To the north stood a great mountain.

No one knew what lay beyond the mountain’s end.

Because inside the Heavenly Being tribe, many had once attempted to leave, but after entering the depths of the mountain, they never returned.

South of the Great Thousand Gorge lay a stretch of sea.

It was called the Faceless Sea.

According to the ancestral doctrines left by the Heavenly Being tribe,

the activity range of the Heavenly Being tribe only included the northern mountain’s outskirts and the mountain walls on both east and west sides.

They were forbidden to cross the Faceless Sea.

This was ancestral doctrine, adhered to by generations of the Heavenly Being tribe.

Because within the Faceless Sea, there were malevolent spirits.

Going there meant death.

But today, Xu Zimei instructed Meng Xiaoman to take him towards the southern Faceless Sea.

Due to the desolation all around and the tribe’s unfamiliarity with their own territory.

Xu Zimei could only explore by himself.

……

“Master, let’s not get too close to the sea, lest the malevolent spirits appear,” Meng Xiaoman suggested cautiously.

“I am not your master, merely teaching you a few things,” Xu Zimei explained.

“You can call me Brother Xu, like your sister does.”

“How can that be? There is an order to seniority, a difference between respect and humility.

You teach me cultivation, which makes you my teacher.”

“I refuse to accept disciples for a reason.

I won’t teach you for long; I might have to leave soon.

Moreover, I have formidable enemies. Although unlikely, if discovered, you could be implicated,” Xu Zimei said.

Having a disciple means having causality.

For a long time, Xu Zimei was the type with no woman in mind and thus pulled his sword naturally.

A disciple was something he would not take.

“I’m not afraid,” Meng Xiaoman said earnestly.

“A teacher is like a father. If implicated, none should be blamed.”

Xu Zimei shook his head, too lazy to further explain.

Upon leaving the Great Thousand Gorge, Xu Zimei glanced at the mountain walls on both sides.

The walls were interesting.

Engraved on them were intricate formations.

The aura of these formations was roughly at the Emperor Level.

Contrasting sharply with the lower level Heavenly Being tribe.

“Has your Heavenly Being tribe ever produced strong figures?” Xu Zimei asked.

“They say our tribe was once prosperous; how strong the ancestors were, no one knows,” Meng Xiaoman shook his head.

Given his level, the Great Emperor was already somewhat unattainable.

Leaving the Great Thousand Gorge.

This was also Meng Xiaoman’s first sighting of the Faceless Sea.

Outside the Great Thousand Gorge, a barrier first blocked the way.

Beneath the barrier lay the endless Faceless Sea.

The vastness of the Faceless Sea vanished into infinity, currently tranquil and sparkling.

Having seen it for the first time, Meng Xiaoman couldn’t help but say, “Such a beautiful sea doesn’t seem to have any malevolent spirits.”

Yet he had just spoken when—after a “roar”—a colossal creature emerged from the depths of the sea, fiercely opening its mouth full of the stench of the ocean to devour.

With a “booming” sound.

Blade Qi circled Xu Zimei’s fingertips, slicing away half that creature’s head.

Then, with a slap of his left hand, he knocked the creature from the sea bottom to the shore.

Meng Xiaoman gasped in shock.

Finally, he saw the creature’s form clearly.

It was a gigantic Catfish Monster, but without facial features; its face was a complete chaos.

Its massive body struggled and twisted incessantly upon the shore.

“You Heavenly Beings must have eaten a leopard’s courage to dare attack this king.

Do you believe I can exterminate your tribe within minutes…”

Before finishing the sentence, the Catfish Monster’s voice suddenly stopped.

Xu Zimei’s Blade Qi had already reached its neck.

“Speak, why have you stopped?”

Xu Zimei chuckled.

“Spare me, great warrior,” the Catfish Monster pleaded.

“Who are you?” Xu Zimei asked.

“Tell me something interesting.”

“What does the great warrior wish to hear?” asked the Catfish Monster hurriedly.

“We are the Faceless Clan, having lived in this sea for generations.”

“The great warrior must not be of the Heavenly Becase, the Heavenly Being don’t have strong figures like this.”

This Catfish Monster seemed talkative.

It began to speak.

“Our Faceless Clan and the Heavenly Being tribe are mortal enemies, fighting upon encounter.”