The City of Terror The City of Terror Chapter 443

Chapter 443: Chapter 443 – Old Man?

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

 After scanning four hundred meters around him, Wei Xiao Bei became relieved. The demonic centaur had completely disappeared, leaving only ashes behind.

After relaxing, Wei Xiao Bei felt the pain from his now missing leg. His body rocked and almost collapsed to the ground.

Even if Wei Xiao Bei had a very powerful recovery ability, it had only stopped his blood from flowing, but the pain that came from his nerves did not weaken.

However, Wei Xiao Bei was still unyielding. He jumped forward with one leg and reached the ashes. He looked at the red sword beside him and did not move it. On the other hand, he threw [Status Appraisal] at it.

Wei Xiao Bei had planned to throw [Status Appraisal] at the red sword, but at that moment, he felt a premonition of danger appear. He decided to stop and wait for when the danger disappeared. There was no doubt that there were things that Wei Xiao Bei should not know about the red sword.

As he used [Status Appraisal] on the ashes, its information appeared in his head.

Name: Ash Essence (Immortal)

Description: This object is the essence left behind after an evil creature is burnt by heaven fire.

Effect 1: Demonic Power. After eating, the user can obtain a powerful demonic power. Results unknown.

Effect 2: Demonic Nature. This object can be assimilated into weapons, giving the weapon counter-good properties. Effects random.

This was the first time Wei Xiao Bei had seen an immortal-quality material.

There was no doubt that the value of this so-called Ash Essence was unimaginable.

Even the Fledgling Life Altar in his right hand was going crazy, continuously transmitting that it wanted to eat it. If Wei Xiao Bei did not strongly suppress it, it might have just pounced out of his left hand and taken it.

Suddenly, Wei Xiao Bei had a premonition. He did not hesitate and put the Ash Essence into his storage bracelet.

Just when he placed it away, something appeared from afar.

It was easy to describe.

To be more accurate, it was a red carriage. It was decorated with decorative designs and golden threads. The richness and honor could be felt from it.

The one pulling the carriage were two horses that appeared to be a year old. Their bodies were not that tall. On the contrary, they appeared like donkeys, but their bodies were fully red with a bit of yellow on their foreheads. They were running on red-colored clouds, making it look extremely divine.

The one driving the carriage was an old man that did not seem like much, but Wei Xiao Bei could faintly perceive the other party's might.

The carriage was able to quickly reach Wei Xiao Bei. Soon it descended and landed on the ground.

A heatwave poured over, causing Wei Xiao Bei to feel as if he was at the mouth of a volcano as he could not help but step back.

What was more amazing was that once he retreated ten meters away from the carriage, the heatwave suddenly disappeared. And when he advanced even a single step, the heatwave would appear again. It was incredibly mystical.

Wei Xiao Bei could also see that when the carriage reached ground level, it did not touch the ground and floated twenty centimeters above it.

The old man came down the carriage and swayed as he walked toward Wei Xiao Bei. When it reached the red sword in front of Wei Xiao Bei, he let out a sigh.

At this time, Wei Xiao Bei had entered a guarded state. The old man appeared to be weak, but how could someone driving such a carriage ever be weak?

In Wuxia novels, old men like this were absolute experts saved by the owner of the carriages. From then on, they would be loyal to the owner. As long as the owner commanded it, they would be able to get rid of anyone.

Moreover, this place was the Dust World. One needed to be wary against people like this.

“Little child, where is the sword's owner?”

The old man immeidately asked Wei Xiao Bei.

Seeing the old man speak, Wei Xiao Bei relaxed a bit. Since the old man was willing to talk and did not carry any evil intentions, Wei Xiao Bei also became respectful and cupped his hands, “Elder, the owner of this sword died after fighting against the Three-headed Demonic Centaur. He only left the sword and this.”

Saying this, Wei Xiao Bei did not dare embezzle any treasure and bitterly took out the white talisman from his storage bracelet.

In truth, although he had not used [Status Appraisal] on it, Wei Xiao Bei knew that it was a good object. At the very least, it was only second to the Ash Essence. Otherwise, how could the Life Altar want to eat it?

The old man did not decline and took the talisman. He looked at Wei Xiao Bei's left hand, and his expression became strange. However, he praised Wei Xiao Bei, “Little child is pretty good. You are capable of not being greedy.”

Wei Xiao Bei made a ridiculing expression. He wanted to be greedy, but problems could arise so he could only not be greedy.

“This sword was something that I had gifted someone. According to reason, I should not take it back. However, it would be bad if you received this item. Thus, this old man will take it back.”

Saying this, the old man did not even extend his hand as the red sword flew up from the ground. In an instant, it landed on the old man's head.

Wei Xiao Bei had seen it clearly, the red sword had become one of the hairs on the old man's head.

 Fuck!

 Which great person was this?

Wei Xiao Bei's calf slightly trembled. This was not because his will was wavering, but that he felt helplessness. Wei Xiao Bei knew that the might of this person had exceeded his imagination.

The scene had two explanations.

First, the other party possesses powerful magical abilities that could turn a powerful treasure, the red long sword, into a strand of hair. This was already quite a powerful move that made Wei Xiao Bei remember a scene from Journey to the West.

Sun Wukong had fallen into Xuanzang's trap and put the ring on his head, receiving a Band-tightening spell and causing him great pain. In the end, Wukong had been persuaded by Guanyin, the goddess of mercy to protect Xuanzang.

Guanyin had given Wukong three willow leaves to survive. The three willow leaves then became fur on the back of his head.

That scene and this scene was extremely similar.

Naturally, Wei Xiao Bei knew that the old man was not Guanyin, nor was he Sun Wukong.

The second one was simpler. The red sword was originally one of the old man's hairs.

From this, you can see why Wei Xiao Bei's entire body was trembling.

Perhaps even the Citizen of Long Bo did not have this kind of ability.

Although his Divine White Mist Great Spear was originally a Long Bo's leg hair, it was not that strong in the beginning. Only when it had evolved did it reach this kind of power. Even if that was so, the great spear was truly much more inferior to the red sword.

“This is the Spirit Tablet Talisman. It belongs to the Shing Wong Temple. Do not lose it. Someone from the Shing Wong Temple might come to you to get it. This old man won't say more.”

After taking away the red sword, the old man chuckled. He had given back the white talisman. Wei Xiao Bei took it back and became stunned, but he felt a bit of suffering.

There was no doubt that the so-called Spirit Tablet Talisman could not belong to him. If he had given it to the Fledgling Life Altar, it would not only be the Shing Wong Temple that would come find him in the future.

Things were simply too hard to say.

It must be known that Wei Xiao Bei was not an idiot. There were many cases in Chinese Mythology about this already. If he stirred up trouble, disaster would immediately follow.

“Right. Since you returned the sword, this old man has to return the favor. In the past, I had obtained this treasure from a friend. It should suit you a lot, so I'll gift it to you.”

The old man used his right hand to eel around his body and took out a black pearl that was the size of a finger. Then the old man shouted, “Open your mouth!”

Following the sound, Wei Xiao Bei's mind was like it was struck by lightning. Wei Xiao Bei could not help but open his mouth, and then the old man had thrown the black pearl inside. Wei Xiao Bei could not even react to this as the black pearl passed down his throat.

“Good bye. Let's meet again if fate wills it.”

The old man turned around and chuckled. He got on the carriage and lightly exhaling, the two small red horses let out a long neigh. They raised their hooves and instantly became fiery red light that disappeared from Wei Xiao Bei's vision. Even if he had taken a look after he regained consciousness, he could not see any traces of the carriage at all.

However, Wei Xiao Bei's reaction was to use [Status Appraisal] at the black pearl that had gone down his throat.

The information that appeared in his mind had left him speechless.

Name: ?????? (??)

Descirption: ????????????????

Only question marks had appeared in the status. Moreover, the effects did not even appear.

In other words, this was the first time Wei Xiao Bei's [Status Appraisal] hit a wall!

There was simply no way to see through it.

Moreover, after the pearl went down his throat, it did not stop moving and continued to go down into his stomach. Afterward, it appeared to have ignored Wei Xiao Bei's body and directly entered his formless dantian, firmly fastening itself in the middle of it without any intention of moving anymore.

 How could it have gone there?

For a Guoshu great scholar, the dantian was important without saying.

As long as something bad happens to the dantian, the effects it would have were huge.

However, when the pearl reached his dantian, Wei Xiao Bei immediately sunk his consciousness and tried to inspect it and move it with his qi, but it did not affect the black pearl.

Naturally, the pearl appeared to not affect his dantian.

After repeatedly trying to inspect it, the itch from his left leg was being continuously transmitted to him, causing him to regain consciousness. He had no choice but to temporarily stop checking for the pearl's secrets.

With one leg gone, Wei Xiao Bei could not continue staying in the Dust World any longer.

Chapter end