Chapter 1122 - 585: The Secret on the Death Soldier

With a glance at the group, seeing everyone unharmed, Wushuang Taoist smiled and nodded.

"Not bad, you’ve all come back safe and sound, which meets my expectations."

Upon hearing this, everyone’s hearts felt warmly comforted.

Wushuang Taoist’s priority was always their safety. Each time they returned to Yunhai, she only cared about their well-being, nothing else mattered, which moved them deeply.

"Gu Sheng, any gains from this trip?"

Hearing this, Gu Sheng nodded and looked at Shi Lou.

Receiving his gaze, Shi Lou gave a shove, and the man was immediately pushed in front of Wushuang Taoist.

"Wushuang Taoist, this is the Death Soldier under Luo Qin, the son of King Luo. We kept one alive specifically to bring back to you."

After sizing up the man, Wushuang Taoist’s smile vanished.

"No wonder they were so fearless, they’ve trained the Death Soldiers to such a level."

"It’s said they’ve trained a large number of Death Soldiers. This time we only killed over a dozen and can’t be sure if it’s all. Luo Qin is still recruiting, planning to train more Death Soldiers."

"That old fox King Luo is cunning, he certainly wouldn’t let Luo Qin bring out all the Death Soldiers at once. You only eliminated some, but that’s enough; as long as it serves as a warning, that’s good enough."

As she spoke, Wushuang Taoist reached out and grabbed, the man’s steps uncontrollably moved forward, quickly caught by her collar.

"You all go rest, I’ll take care of him."

After speaking, Wushuang Taoist walked away with the man.

Watching their quickly disappearing figures, Gu Sheng turned to the others and said, "Go rest up."

"Brother Sheng, can he survive?"

"Don’t worry, Wushuang Taoist will make sure his life is left in our hands."

Reassured by Gu Sheng’s words, Shi Lou finally relaxed and headed toward his courtyard.

Finally able to rest, everyone eased up.

After meditating, Gu Sheng went straight to sleep.

He slept for an entire day and night, waking up the next morning.

Seeing the sunlight outside, Gu Sheng got up and stepped out.

"Brother Sheng, you slept so long, how did it feel?"

Seeing Er Gou, Gu Sheng smiled and nodded.

"Pretty good, how about you?"

"I slept for less time than you, but it’s rare to sleep so soundly. If it were in Stone Village, I bet I could sleep for days."

"No rush, Liu Ping went, we haven’t even communicated with the Third Elder yet. Once we handle things here, we’ll return to Stone Village."

Hearing they could return to Stone Village, Er Gou’s eyes lit up with joy.

"That’s great! I’ll go tell Shi Lou the good news!"

Seeing his joyful face, Gu Sheng couldn’t help but curl his lips in a smile.

Just then, Hong Mei approached with a serious expression and said, "Gu Sheng, my master is looking for you."

Knowing roughly what it might be about, Gu Sheng nodded, and the two headed toward Wushuang Taoist.

Even before arriving, Gu Sheng felt a dense surge of Evil Qi mixed with an unsettling aura.

"Is this the aura he’s exuding?"

"Yes, as expected of a Death Soldier, even with all my master’s efforts, he hasn’t uttered a word. He’s on the brink of death now."

"I can guess the consequences of their meticulous training, let’s go see."

The two walked briskly over, Wushuang Taoist sensed their presence, raised her right hand, and the door immediately opened.

Seeing the interior full of bloodstains, Gu Sheng slightly raised an eyebrow.

"He hasn’t said anything?"

"There’s no need for him to speak now, everything I wanted to know, I already do. Gu Sheng, gather everyone, I’ll tell you all."

Gu Sheng nodded, flicked his fingers, and a wisp of qi flew out. Sensing it, people immediately headed over.

In no time, everyone had assembled there.

Smelling the scent of blood, everyone’s expressions grew extremely serious.

Looking at them, Wushuang Taoist said, "The reason King Luo’s Death Soldiers are invulnerable is because they’re wearing soft armor made of Mystic Iron."

As she spoke, she tore away the remaining fabric from the man’s body with such force that it ripped a patch of skin from him.

"See? This is the Mystic Iron Soft Armor. With this, they’re immune to blades and bullets. But King Luo is ruthless, once you wear this armor, it’s for life; taking it off means death. In other words, to rid themselves of his control, they can only die."

Looking at the Mystic Iron on the man, Gu Sheng furrowed his brow.

"Taoist, when we killed those Death Soldiers, we noticed chains dropping from them, was it this Mystic Iron Soft Armor?"

"Yes, this armor is like a soft armor when worn, but once removed, it turns into a chain. Because the person died, it can’t fall into other hands, so it appears as a chain and is useless even if picked up."

"So this thing traps their physical bodies, forcing them to fight until their deaths?"

"Exactly, and on top of that, King Luo has even more sinister methods."

Saying this, Wushuang Taoist took out a dagger and stabbed it into the man’s shoulder, causing a spray of blood.

"Feel this, notice if there’s anything unusual in his blood, it’s fresh, so your senses should be stronger."

Hearing this, everyone focused intently.

After a while, Gu Sheng frowned tightly.

"Their bodies are nurtured with herbs, making them immune to poisons, but it corrodes them from within?"

Hearing Gu Sheng’s words, Wushuang Taoist nodded with satisfaction.