Chapter 400 - Noodles

Chapter 400 - Noodles

Lu Xiucai was in awe as he stood inside the messy room.

He never thought the blind old man would kill everyone just like that.

Aren't Daoists supposed to help kind and innocent people and punish evildoers? Why did he kill everyone? Aren’t they innocent? I guess Daoists are different from what my old man told me. Lu Xiucai pondered.

Just then, Blind Chen turned around and looked at Lu Xiucai. Although Blind Chen was blind, Lu Xiucai felt that the old man could see him as he broke out into a cold sweat.

"Oh? Why is there someone still alive?” Blind Chen raised his mirror toward Lu Xiucai.

Lu Xiucai was scared out of his wits. He raised the bronze coins in his hands and shouted, “Don’t kill me! My master is Li Huowang!”

Blind Chen came to a halt.

Lu Xiucai felt that he had been spared, but he still pleaded mercy to Blind Chen. “Do you know my master? Please spare me! I don’t know these people at all!”

Blind Chen walked over and took the bronze coins away from Lu Xiucai’s palm. “Li Huowang? I don’t know him. However, the five bronze coins in your hands contain a trace of spiritual power, and they're going to come in handy. Not bad, I'll consider these coins payment for your life.”

Blind Chen then turned around and walked away with his white banner while playing with the bronze coins.

Lu Xiucai stood blankly for a while until the soft night breeze swept past him, snapping him back to reality. Lu Xiucai stared at the puddle of flesh outside, and he couldn't believe that the powerful Sir Kui had perished just like that.

Sir Kui was like a mere ant compared to Blind Chen.

Blind Chen had thoroughly destroyed Lu Xiucai’s ego.

Blind Chen wasn't the same as his master Li Huowang. Even though Li Huowang was cold and crazy, he wasn't the type of person to kill indiscriminately. However, Blind Chen was different. He seemed to be the type of person to kill as he wished.

A stronger sense of fear gripped Lu Xiucai’s heart, and he started trembling from fear. If it hadn't been for those coins, he would have died like Sir Kui and his group members.

The fear soon disappeared, replaced by determination. Why? Why am I so worthless? I want to become like that blind man!

The Sitting Oblivion Dao hated Zhuge Yuan and would do anything just to kill him.

“The Sitting Oblivion Dao wouldn't stoop so low as to imitate a stall owner and poison food. Also, aren’t you looking for Bei Feng? With your guard so high up, how are we going to find Bei Feng?”

Li Huowang froze, realizing his mistake. Indeed, he was supposed to look for his target, so he couldn't be so wary about everything. After all, how would he encourage his target to make a move against him if he were so wary about everything?

Li Huowang stopped the carriage and alighted. Zhuge Yuan alighted as well, followed by Bun.

“Table for two? Do you want some noodles? Fish noodles are our specialty. We use the entire fish, including the scales and bones to make the soup," said the kind-looking old lady, who came up to them upon seeing them.

“Three. Bowls. Please.” Li Huowang enunciated each word while glaring at the kind-looking old lady.

The kind-looking old lady was shocked by Li Huowang's glare. She turned around and ran in a panic to talk to the old man cooking the noodles.

“Junior Li, calm down and eat properly. They're not members of the Sitting Oblivion Dao,” Zhuge Yuan said, using a white cloth to wipe the chopsticks clean.

“Oh? How can you say for sure? Do you have a method to uncover the members of the Sitting Oblivion Dao?” Li Huowang asked, looking curiously at Zhuge Yuan.

“I guess you can say that. Since the members of the Sitting Oblivion Dao cultivate 'Lies,' I would see a thread from their body if they got close enough to me like that kind-looking old lady."

Li Huowang's curiosity was piqued, and he asked, “A thread? What does that mean?”

Li Huowang reckoned that he could learn Zhuge Yuan's techniques and use them against the Sitting Oblivion Dao members.

“It's the thread that connects them to their Siming.”

Li Huowang was shocked. Zhuge Yuan's revelation was a bit different from what he had learned.

“They have a Siming?” Li Huowang asked.

“Of course. How would you explain their techniques if they don't have one?”