Beseech The Devil Chapter 73

Chapter 73 – Is it him……

The instant the green blood came into contact with his forehead, Su Ming instantly felt an intense qi, this qi which reeked of death, the wailing of souls echoed in his head, at this moment, it was as if the blood gained an consciousness, escaping from Su Ming’s hand and rushed to fuse with Su Ming.

Su Ming’s eyes flashed, his blood qi flowing, instantly trying to purge this death qi, at the same time forcing the green blood out from his forehead. The instant it left his blood, Su Ming’s eyes let out a strange glow.

“This thing should be something formed from cultivating that strange Mán-Technique. I believe that is should be very important for cultivators of the technique, but for other cultivators, it would only harm them.” Su Ming pondered awhile before making his judgement, his confidence  towards the reason of Wu Sen’s loss in cultivation has increased further, from fifty percent to eighty percent. Although he was not completely certain, eighty percent was enough for him.

In reality, his guess was extremely accurate, this corpse qi if forcefully absorbed by him would have huge backlash, even if there were benefits, the negative repercussions would still greatly outweigh these benefits.

Once more returning this blood into the vial, Su Ming once more conjured a shred of moonlight to envelope the vial. After putting it away, he stood up and left his room.

Currently the moon hung high in the sky, the moon today was not crescent shaped at all and rather round. From the looks of things, in a few days would be a full moon night.

Su Ming took a deep breath, as he hammered some details out in his head.  His eyes flashed as he walked out from his house, deep in this night, the surroundings were silent not a sound could be heard.

Just as he left the Wu Shan Tribe residence, Su Ming suddenly jumped, at this instant a cold voice came from behind him.

“It’s already so late, where do you think you are going!”

Su Ming’s footsteps stopped, he turned and looked towards a shadow by the main door. A plain looking man walked out with a cold gaze, he was the Wu Shan Tribe’s Shan Hen.

“I give my greetings to the Tribe’s Hunting captain.” Su Ming’s expression was unchanging as he saw Shan Hen.

“I was asking you a question.” Shan Hen walked out slowly, standing about a Zhang away, he stared coldly at Su Ming.

“I heard from brother Bei Ling, that the Feng Zhen Tribe becomes really lively at night, so i was thinking of going out for a look.” Su Ming was nervous but he managed to keep a calm expression as he hurriedly replied.

After staring at Su Ming for a long time, Shan Hen eventually slowly nodded his head.

“At night things can get pretty dangerous, remember to not stir up trouble and come back earlier.” Shan Hen slowly spoke, with his identity as the Tribe’s Huntsman and a comparable elite like Grandpa, protecting his Tribesman was his responsibility. Saying things like this was extremely normal.

Su Ming turned and left after bowing once to Shan Hen, he could clearly feel Shan Hen staring at him all the while.

After taking a few more steps away, Su Ming suddenly felt his hairs stand, he could clearly feel a strong pressure giving him a sense of crisis locking onto him.

His blood qi naturally wanted to circulate itself to withstand this pressure. Su Ming understood that this was a natural response for a Mán-Practitioner’s body. The body will automatically resist these kind of pressure and it was naturally impossible to hide.

If it were any normal tribesman, this feeling would not be that intense. However for a Mán-Practitioner, they would clearly feel this, this was also how people can check if another person was hiding their cultivation if they were much more powerful than the target.

Shan Hen’s cultivation was much higher than Su Ming’s, such an act could not possibly be resisted by the Su Ming before the test, but even so, it would not raise other’s suspicions due to Grandpa’s concealing Mán-Technique.

But even now, Su Ming has already obtained the ability to fully control his body’s blood qi, in the instant before his body’s blood qi was he easily stopped it from circulating, this was something others would not be able to do, but to the Su Ming who had attained Nuanced Control, it was nothing hard.

However, although Blood Qi could be controlled, but the body’s own physical response to danger was another thing that people could pay attention to.

And what Shan Hen was looking out for was precisely this.

But, he had clearly underestimated Su Ming, or rather, he had little understanding towards Su Ming, and so in his eyes, he saw that Su Ming’s body did not seem to stop/falter the slightest in the face of danger, as if Su Ming did not realise anything had happened at all, Su Ming just continued walking into the distance.

After Su Ming left his line of sight, Shan Hen slowly furrowed his brows, but he did not continue standing here, rather, he turned and returned back into the Tribe’s accommodation.

His actions were not out of line at all, and even if he acted in front of Grandpa, others would not think much of it, others would just think that he was just clearing his suspicions.

Su Ming maintained a calm expression as he walked, only after walking a good distance away did he break into a run. His heart beating frantically, in the previous exchange, he had figured out the identity of the gaze he had been feeling the previous times he was cultivating!

“It’s him!” Su Ming frowned, remembering Grandpa mentioning about a traitor in the tribe, although Grandpa did not talk too much about it, Su Ming could clearly see his worry.

“Is it him……: Su Ming hesitated, the Hunting Captain’s position was high, his reputation in the tribe was good as well, taking charge of the hunters in the tribe, he had the responsibility of hunting prey for the tribe.

These years, in Su Ming’s memory Shan Hen had contributed greatly to the tribe, he may seem cold, but Su Ming had seen him coldly walking around in the tribe giving his own portion of the hunt to the elderly people in the tribe.

Knowing that the many kids in the tribe like beast fangs, he had personally obtained many of  them in his hunting trips and distributed them to the town’s La Su. Although he always had his usual cold expression, Su Ming noticed that his eyes carried a hint of affection.

In fact, in Su Ming’s memory, there was a winter where several hunters were attacked by the Hei Shan Tribe while hunting and were severely injured, in fact, there was even a hunter killed. Afterwards, with his usual cold expression Shan Hen single-handedly left and returned the next day with the bloodies heads of three Hei Shan Tribesman.

If not for Grandpa’s overwhelming strength, it would have possibly escalated into an all-out war with the Hei Shan Tribe.

These scenes flashed one after another in Su Ming’s mind, he just couldn’t find out the reason Shan Hen would have to betray the tribe, in his mind, such a person just cannot betray the tribe.

“Perhaps…… I am thinking too much.” Su Ming thought for a long time before letting out a sigh. Slowly, he continued walking on, his facial features and figure slowly changing, even his clothes changed. Very quickly, Su Ming transformed back into Mo Su who had exploded in fame just today!

His body flashed, bursting forth with extreme speed, he dashed into the depths of the Feng Zhen Tribe.

Wu Sen’s house was extremely easy to find, after transforming into Mo Su, he could simply ask and others would tell him. But even though he has become so extremely famous in the Feng Zhen Tribe, only a few hundred or so people have seen him in person and he did not draw many people’s attentions.

Those who had told Su Ming where Wu Sen resided did not know that the person in front of them was that terrifying Mo Su!

(TLN:IMO it should be Mo Su here, although the raws said Su Ming……..)

As for the reason they told Su Ming of Wu Sen’s housing was because Su Ming took out a few coins each time he asked. This was especially normal these few days as they know many other tribesmen would take this opportunity to pay their respects to the Feng Zhen Tribe geniuses.

Although many people went to find them, only a few were received.

Wu Sen’s place of residence was somewhere in the east of the city where it was really quiet, especially at night where it was mostly darkness. Although there were a few bonfires, they were sparsely spread, if not for the moonlight, it would truly be hard to see outlines of the houses.

In the surrounding houses, there was one which was significantly larger, and it also happened to be the only one with a courtyard. It was obvious that this was Wu Sen’s house.

Wu Sen was hailed as one of the geniuses of the Feng Zhen Tribe and had a high status in the tribe, as such he was naturally housed in a better house as well.

It had a large area, but was mostly empty, under the moonlight, it gave off the feeling of being bleak and desolate.

The area surrounding the house was pitch black, as if there was no one inside, normally, there would be many of Wu Sen’s followers guarding his house.

But today, there was no one in sight, perhaps because Wu Sen’s rankings had slipped so much or perhaps because he was currently weakened and purposely sent the crowd away.

Su Ming stood over ten Zhang from the house, his shadow blending into the night.

Seeing the hut in the distance, Su Ming silently pondered before heading towards it. As he reached the entrance, he did not hesitate to push the doors open, a bang resounded in the night shattering the silence.

Inside the house, it was extremely quiet, as if there was really no one inside.

But for Su Ming, even while he was outside, he could sense that from the second room, there was a trace of blood qi, and it felt like someone of the fifth level of blood condensation, slightly weaker than the feeling he got from Wu Sen previously. This weaker blood qi made Su Ming even more so relieved.

Chapter end