Ch 27 Death in the camp

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A cultivator from the Shen clan was enjoying his time in the new city. He was surrounded by a few naked beauties and enjoying the pleasures of flesh. He had reached the city a few days ago, and heard about the arrival to his senior disciples. With nothing better to do he had decided to do, he enjoyed his time fully. He ordered wine and delicacies, enjoyed many women and was completely relaxed with his guard down. Today, he had ordered another few women to come to him, hoping to enjoy his time to the maximum. Little did he realize, he had already been poisoned by the assassin from the golden arrow. The poison was called flaming touch. This poison was unique to the golden arrow. It forcefully converted any Ki that was at the skin in to fire and burned the cultivator. It could only be stopped by another Core cultivator or the antidote. The cultivator enjoyed the new women and as his pleasure reached the climax, he burst into flames. Due to the heat of the flames, the cultivator died instantly along with all the women accompanying him. Although, he was a depraved scoundrel, he had never touched any women without her consent, he didn't deserve this.

Almost all the Shen clan member who were enjoying the worldly pleasures met the same fate as the first guy, while the serious cultivators were attacked and killed with absolute prejudice. The assassin had the time and the skill to plan out the details to a perfect level. The entire plan was executed within a matter of minutes and by half an hour mark, the residence of all the Shen clan members were filled with nothing but dead bodies. Many sorts of evidences were planted to incriminate Fire school and as the day broke, the new city was now devoid of any Shen clan members. Within a single night, over 500 cultivators were killed and the assassin escaped. Despite the kill count, no bodies were discovered as the servant were not allowed in to cultivator's quarter without permission.

On a faraway hill, the remaining members had already heard the news about their members disappearing. The disciples and the elders had decided to rest for a day and try to gather some information about the beast mountains. This matter was already reported to the supreme elders and they had not deemed it important enough to for their presence, hence, a team of disciples and elders were sent to the location for a long-term investigation. The of the disciples was not an uncommon scenario, many hot locations would harbor many bandits and beasts. The elders didn't pay the information any mind and resumed after they had fully rested.

The Dong clan and the Fan clan, due to their will to outdo each other, were far ahead of the Shen clan and almost a week away from the mountains. They had already decided to camp closer to each other and compete to find the best herbs and beasts in the mountains along with the cause of the recent disturbances. Also, they hadn't ordered to build a city and were willing to set up temporary camps. These two clans heavily focused on the cultivation and not the luxuries of life. The Jing clan on the other hand were already settled into the area around the Green village due their close proximity from the beast mountains.

Lan Long and the group had finally reached the Green village and headed straight to a local restaurant. They had to wait for a few minutes before a place was finally emptied and they had a chance to sit. The population of the Green village was greatly increased due to the Jing clan members setting camp in the surroundings. The waitress finally arrived and took the order from Huang Ren before leaving with a slight bow.

"What do you mean, there are no room? Throw someone out and immediately seat us. I will pay for anyone you kick out." A voice boomed throughout the restaurant.

"Sir, please wait. I will get the owner." The timid voice of the waitress echoed through the hall. With a quick turn, the waitress fled from the dining area and arrived at the owner's room. The middle-aged man was browsing through some papers and jotting down some notes.

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