Chapter 296
The night is deep.
All sounds are hushed.
Qing City, a desolate and quiet wilderness.
Qin Mo’s figure slowly appeared.
In front of him, a formation emitting a blood-red light had been condensed and completed, only needing the final activation.
After confirming that all the seeds had been planted, a sinister smile appeared on the man’s face.
This feeling of having everything under control was somewhat intoxicating, making him unable to extricate himself.
Beneath the calm surface, turbulent undercurrents were already surging.
And those self-righteous fools in official positions were still clinging to the information he had deliberately leaked.
Little did they know, he had already made a feint.
Thinking of this, Qin Mo’s gaze sharpened. He no longer delayed, flicking several strange, eerie lights towards the formation.
The next moment, nourished, the blood-red light suddenly intensified, accentuating the man’s pale half-visible face.
“Resurrect, my Old Ancestor!”
His heart filled with emotion, Qin Mo couldn’t help but shout loudly.
As if to affirm his call, a dense, eerie mist began to spread outwards.
The blood mist was formless, unhindered by any terrain, and in an instant, it expanded for more than ten miles.
Carried by the breeze, it drifted from the wilderness into the city, and was inhaled by all the sleeping people.
The night wind was cold.
Qin Mo stood on the hilltop in the suburban wilderness, quietly overlooking everything that was happening.
A fervor, similar to that of medieval cultists, flashed in his eyes.
But Qin Mo never thought that those cultists could be compared to him.
Because what he believed in was real and capable of giving him power!
Not some baseless, nonsensical myth or legend!
He would be the first guide for the true body of the Blood Fiend Old Ancestor to descend upon this world!
For this day, he didn’t know how much effort he had put in, nor how long he had planned.
But as long as he could gain the Old Ancestor’s favor, he believed that all his efforts would eventually be rewarded.
However…
Sensing the formation continuously calling out without any response, Qin Mo couldn’t help but frown.
Something is wrong…
Could it be that that one suddenly regretted it?
But now Blue Star, with its spiritual energy just recovering, was the best time for their lineage to plunder heavily. Qin Mo couldn’t think of any reason for that one to regret it.
Forget it.
Qin Mo took a deep breath, telling himself not to dwell on these details.
Anyway, as long as he could turn the entire Xia Kingdom into a living hell, bringing about a scene like a movie apocalypse, that one would surely appear then.
Qin Mo thought, then reached into his pocket and took out his phone to check the time.
It was now four in the morning.
In at most five more hours, the seeds he had planted in advance would be activated by the blood mist, turning people into monsters who ignored pain and only knew how to kill.
This kind of killing had no self-awareness whatsoever.
Qin Mo knew a word in modern times that would describe them accurately.
“Zombie.”
Qin Mo’s gaze slowly fell on a small town on the outskirts of Qing City.
The night was dark. The people in the town had long since gone to rest. Only a few dim streetlights were faintly illuminating the area.
But as a cultivator, Qin Mo’s eyesight was far superior to ordinary people. He could easily see the specific environment of the town, and even the old, dim signs.
“Sunflower Orphanage…”
Qin Mo whispered, finding it familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
But that was no longer important, because as soon as dawn broke, the town would become the center of the blood fiend outbreak, spreading madly to the surrounding areas.
The already old buildings would be completely reduced to ruins, becoming the playground for his “zombie army.”
“One, two, yo…”
“Three, two, yo…”
Immersed in beautiful fantasies, the man snapped his fingers, dancing a bizarre and comical dance under the moonlight, humming a cheerful little tune.
He didn’t notice that as soon as the blood mist spread into the town, it abruptly stopped around the orphanage.
It was as if an invisible barrier had blocked the path of the eerie blood mist.
Until the night gradually receded, and a hint of fish belly white began to appear in the sky.
…
…
Today, the Sunflower Orphanage was no different from usual.
The Director grandfather was still teaching a few children to read, and the sounds of uneven reading could be heard from the backyard.
A girl in a slightly yellowed white skirt was watering the flowers and grass in the courtyard with a watering can.
Her hair fell to her ears, revealing her delicate and pretty features, making her look very serene.
There weren’t many flowers and plants in the yard, and she quickly finished her work.
Now that she could see again, she wouldn’t make the silly mistake of watering someone’s pant leg.
However, perhaps it was also because that person was not around.
Thinking of this, Chen Xi suddenly remembered the message she had sent him a few days ago.
She put down the watering can, wiped her hands, then sat down in her usual spot and picked up her phone.
Opening the chat interface, she saw a peaceful sleeping face of a young man.
This was Chen An’s avatar.
It was taken by Lin Jingq when he was still in high school.
Later, when she gave him the phone, she casually set it as his avatar.
Now, Chen Xi stared at the avatar in a daze.
In the chat box, the brief three words she had sent had also received a more concise reply.
“Waiting.”
Waiting for how long?
Chen An didn’t say, and Chen Xi didn’t ask.
But she knew it wouldn’t be too long.
The girl’s usual daze was interrupted by a sudden roar.
She was startled, stood up, walked to the iron gate of the orphanage, and then looked outside.
Then, her eyes suddenly narrowed.
…
…
Under the rising morning light, the crescent moon faded.
On the national highway, a young man was walking step by step.
He wasn’t running, just walking like an ordinary person, even like a stroll.
However, every step he took, he had already covered countless miles.
Yet, the morning traffic passed by him as if completely unaware, not even honking their horns.
This was a common divine ability used by cultivators to travel.
Chen An had used the divine step technique, the first spell he employed after returning to Blue Star, but compared to that, what he was using now tested the cultivator’s soul even more.
Even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator couldn’t perform it as freely as he could.
Chen An had once considered whether he should get a flying artifact like a sword boat for transportation.
After all, whether walking or flying a sword, one had to endure wind and sun, which was much less comfortable than lying down.
But due to a lack of spiritual materials, he had put it aside.
It was just that recently, the people around him seemed to be increasing. It would be better to get one made soon for the convenience of going anywhere…
His wandering thoughts were interrupted by an extremely strange aura.
Chen An’s steps paused, and he took a gentle breath.
Then, he frowned slightly and looked into the distance.
That was where he was heading.
After refining the Meridians-Opening Pill, Chen An had somehow convinced the girl who insisted on coming along and set off alone on his journey home.
However, he didn’t plan to delay for too long. He might even return on the same day.
But now it seemed, if nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected was about to happen…
(End of this chapter)
