Artifact Chapter 24: A strange encounter at the bottom of the valley

Chapter 24: A strange encounter at the bottom of the valley

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Karai

By the time Lu Ming and Sang Wusheng reached the bottom of the valley, it was already very late.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Lu Ming looked around and surveyed the environment of the valley. The ground was very wet and covered with heavy tundra, which creaked when they went up. A small stream slowly flowed through the entire valley, as if separating the valley into two halves.

Lu Ming turned around, except for some dead branches, he found no trace of Fu Shu and Xu Zhongyan. Since they had fallen, there should have been traces of blood, but there was not even a little, as if this place had not been set foot for many years.

Before coming down, Lu Ming had already prepared for the worst, but only did not expect such a situation. He did not know if he should be glad that Fu Shu may not be dead.

Lu Ming withdrew his gaze and said with a serious expression, “There seems to be something odd here.”

Sang Wusheng nodded and unconsciously stepped in front of Lu Ming before saying, “I think something happened to Fu Shu and Xu Zhongyan at the moment they fell off the cliff that we don’t know about.”

Lu Ming nodded, then took out a strange iron magic artifact from the storage ring, injected aura into it, and the magic artifact immediately emitted a bright blue luster, illuminating the surrounding area. The object immediately made a crisp sound, as if it were a string of wind chimes making a pleasant sound.

Sang Wusheng wondered, “What is this?”

Lu Ming said, “This is the soul attractor. If there are floating souls here, the streamer will automatically attract the souls here, let’s try to see if it will attract Fu Shu and Xu Zhongyan.”

Sang Wusheng’s face changed, hesitated for a long time before speaking, “Brother, you use this indiscriminately. Are you not afraid it will attract something that should not also be?”

Lu Ming’s hand movement missed a beat, he gave Sang Wusheng a complex look and frowned, pretending to be calm, “That’s unlikely, right?”

Sang Wusheng shook his head helplessly and laughed, “I hope I didn’t jinx us.”

Just as the words fell, a cold, cool breeze suddenly blew in from the west.

Lu Ming stiffened, shuddered involuntarily, and swallowed nervously.

He would not really have attracted something strange, right?

Sang Wusheng looked awed, hastily pulled Lu Ming to his side, coldly stared ahead, the two held their breath and concentrated, not daring to move. After a long time, they heard a treacherous strange laughter, as if the evil spirits from hell, sounding extremely cold and scary, coupled with the surrounding cold and bizarre environment, at this moment also seems unusually seeping.

Lu Ming couldn’t help but have a chill run down his back and goosebumps all over his body, but his hand clutched Sang Wusheng’s shirt and pretended to be calm, “Xiao Mo, we’ve found a ghost, right?”

Sang Wusheng had never seen Lu Ming look like this, and could not help the corners of his mouth from slightly hooking, feigning a serious nod, he continued, “Listen to the voice, it should be an evil ghost.”

“Huh?” Lu Ming dumbfounded looking at Sang Wusheng, lips quivered. In his brain, there suddenly emerged many scenes from various horror films, as if a flash flooded the brain. Countless fearful shots immediately revolved around his head. He pulled Sang Wusheng’s shirt, his hand gripping tighter and tighter.

Sang Wusheng couldn’t help but let out a laugh, helplessly holding Lu Ming’s somewhat cold hand in the opposite hand, comforting, “What’s there to be afraid of? Even the evil spirits may not be able to beat us.”

Lu Ming smiled, immediately awakened from the fear. Yes! What is there to fear from ghosts? In this world, there were devil cultivators, demon cultivators and ghost cultivators, and although demons and devils were not everywhere, they were not uncommon, so why was he afraid of ghosts?!

He was now a person with aura!

Thinking of this, Lu Ming’s original fear was swept away, and his expression returned to calm. Thinking of the humiliating appearance in front of his brother, his face turned red and he hurriedly drew back his hand and coughed, saying coldly, “Who said I was afraid?”

Sang Wusheng almost laughed at Lu Ming’s action, not expecting that his brother, who had always been aloof, would be afraid of ghosts. His look of panic as if he had been frightened, was one he had never seen before.

“Kid, even if you have great skills, you may not be able to beat me!” A cold voice suddenly came from the front, mixed with a compelling air pressure and cold wind, making Lu Ming and Sang Wusheng’s hearts startled, and hurriedly applied aura to retreat a few steps back.

Lu Ming’s eyes were cold as he gathered his aura in the palm of his hand and released it without hesitation towards the front. In an instant, the place was blown out of a large crater, vaguely emitting a pungent smell, with the cold wind into the nostrils between, so that the two could not help but frown.

The voice snickered and said, “You kid, you haven’t said half a word and now you’re fighting?”

Lu Ming smiled faintly and said, “If I had not used my aura to cancel out the hostile aura of the senior, my brother and I would have been killed at this moment.”

The other party smiled and immediately let out a strange laugh, sounding a bit surprised, “You are quite qualified, give me your name.”

Lu Ming avoided talking about it, “I don’t know who the senior is? My brother and I have no intention of disturbing, but in order to find my sister’s corpse and bury her properly, we have no choice but to come here. If I can find her, I will leave as soon as possible. I dare not disturb senior’s peace again.”

The other party coldly snorted and said, “A few days ago two women did fall from the cliff. If it is really your sister, I advise you not to look for her again.”

Lu Ming was shocked and hurriedly asked, “Do you know where my sister has gone?”

The other party laughed and said, “I can tell you where the two women went, but you must promise me one thing.”

Lu Ming said, “Please tell me.”

The other side sneered and then said, “Just worship me as your master.”

Lu Ming almost choked on his saliva, what kind of divine twist is this? The legendary x-point essential golden finger encounter skills, today he lit up?

Lu Ming said, “If you have taken me as your disciple, you must have other things for me to do, right? Why don’t you tell me all of them, so I can weigh them and answer you.”

The voice suddenly became irritated, very dissatisfied and loudly said, “Me letting you worship is already favorable to you, and still so nonsense, do not know how to retreat!”

Lu Ming was unmoved and said, “Senior, please speak.”

The voice was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed and said, “It’s okay to tell you, if you take me as your teacher, I will teach you all the methods of artifact refining, so that you will be able to make the top grade Immortal Artifact in less than 50 years, and in 100 years you will be able to start making God Artifacts. You just need to kill one person for me.”

Lu Ming’s heart was amazed, what kind of origin is this ghost, how dare he speak so loudly. Some people, even if their qualifications are superior, may not be able to successfully refine the next level of Immortal Artifact even after spending hundreds of years, let alone God Artifact. The only God Artifacts known to people was the Kunlun Mirror on Kunlai Mountain, which was sealed by several seals, but all the other God Artifacts were missing and only live in legends.

The only person who could make God Artifacts, except for the Immortal Emperor of Immortal Realm and the Demon King who rules the entire Demon Realm, was the artifact refining Sect master Cang Zhi who died young but was a genius!

Lu Ming breathed tightly and said respectfully, “May I know your name, senior?”

The voice suddenly became smug and spoke proudly, “I am the legendary artifact refining Sect master, Cang Zhi.”

Lu Ming sucked in a breath of cold air, he had really guessed it! This was Sang Wusheng’s master, wasn’t it? How come he came here?! If he heard correctly, this Master just said that he would take him as his disciple?

Lu Ming slapped his cheek and sighed quietly. First, he stole Sang Wusheng’s spiritual spring, and then he stole his master, and soon he might have to face Hua Tui, the ‘favorite woman in Sang Wusheng’s harem,’ so he didn’t know what kind of trouble would arise.

Also, this Master Cang Zhi wanted him to kill that person, he also seemed to have thought of who it was!

Lu Ming silently lit a candle for himself, hoping that Sang Wusheng would not fry him alive by then.

Sang Wusheng, who was standing on the sidelines and had transformed into a teenager named Jing Mo, listened to the conversation between the two, and his eyes suddenly became obscure and inexplicable. He seemed to smell a familiar smell from this ghost, a unique smell that only belonged to the royal family of the devil race.

 

 

 

 

 

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