In Dama Village near Guizu Mountain, Chen Xuan sneezed.
The weather had turned cold recently. Perhaps he was going to catch a cold. It was better to drink a sachet of Coldrine 666 to prevent it.
After he finished drinking, he smacked his lips.
It was obviously just ordinary medicine, but every time Aunt Li and the others finished drinking, they would look like they were going to get sick again.
Sigh, such a low-level civilization, and such a remote village. Ultimately, they had never broadened their horizons.
"Xiao Chen, come on. Go hunting with uncle."
At this moment, Uncle Zhang from the village happened to pass by with a hunting bow in his hand.
"I'll pass"
Chen Xuan rejected, "My body is weak. I can't beat the wild beasts in the mountains. I'm not going, thanks."
What a joke.
There were demons in this mountain.
Since Chen Xuan had transmigrated into this world and gained the chance to live again, he had to take good care of his life.
How could he rush headfirst into danger?
"Alright, then."
Uncle Zhang didn't force him. Instead, he smiled bashfully and said, "Can you give me two more of those band-aids of yours? The wild beasts in the mountains have been getting increasingly ferocious recently. I'll use them when I'm injured so as not to get an infection."
"Of course, of course," Chen Xuan chuckled as he passed two band-aids over.
He handed over exactly two band-aids, not one more nor one less.
The villagers were simple and honest, and Chen Xuan was influenced by them, becoming simple as well.
"Ahem... Thanks."
Seeing that there were only two band-aids, Uncle Zhang smiled awkwardly. However, he couldn't possibly ask for more at this point, so he simply left.
After he left, Chen Xuan arrived at a small peak outside the village.
He took out a piece of wood and started to carve.
This was one of his ways to kill time. Under the system's guidance, he was quite good too.
He looked at the mountain peaks and the setting sun. The red sun morphed in the red sky, and thousands of beasts wandered in the forest.
It was a beautiful scene of the sun setting in the west and the beasts living harmoniously.
Chen Xuan raised his carving knife.
...
Outside the mountain, two figures flew through the air.
"This should be the place."
A thin and weak cultivator took a deep breath of the air and said, "There's a thick smell of blood in the air... It's the Empress's scent. The Empress has passed by here!"
"Are you sure?"
"There's no mistake!"
The frail man took a deep breath and became excited, "Our mission this time is to help the Devil Emperor track down the whereabouts of the injured Empress. That's why we came to this mountain range. I didn't expect that after going around in circles for a few days, we would really find traces of the Empress!"
The other cultivator heard this and became excited as well, "This mountain is vast. We've searched for several days in vain. I didn't expect that we would see the light at the end of the tunnel today. If the two of us can successfully bring the Empress back, the Devil Emperor will definitely reward us handsomely."
A vicious light flashed in the eyes of the two.
Both of them were demons from the Tianmo Sect, and their strength was extraordinary.
The bald man was a tier-8 Martial Saint, and he was in charge of a branch of the Tianmo Sect.
As for the frail man, although his realm was lower, his nose was extremely sensitive.
Far away, Chen Xuan, who was sculpting, caught sight of the two figures hovering in mid-air.
"They must be the cultivators of this world. To think they can stand in the air... I'm really envious."
Looking at the two of them, Chen Xuan's carving knife began to move.
He wanted to carve the cultivators of this world.
He stood in the forest and only moved his blade when he saw that the cultivators in the air didn't notice him.
Spirit, appearance, form, intent!
He carved them one by one.
Finally, he was done carving the appearances of the two figures, and only the eyes were missing.
"I'll carve you first."
Chen Xuan's carving knife pointed toward the bald cultivator.
Bang!
All of a sudden, the bald cultivator in the distance felt a force pressing down on him.
Several miles away, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth surged, and the tier-8 Martial Saint, Jueding Wangba, who was standing in the air, felt a terrible force sweeping toward him.
Following that, whilst he was still puzzled about what was happening, his entire body was suddenly sucked into a spatial vortex.
In the next moment, the eyes on the wooden carving in Chen Xuan's hands began to spin.
At the same time, Chen Xuan raised his head and looked at the spot where the bald cultivator had been.
"Eh, where is he?"
He was puzzled. The other party had been there just now.
Why was he gone in the blink of an eye?
"Jueding?"
At the side, Qianli Xiu suddenly frowned.
He had just been talking to Wangba, so why was the latter suddenly gone in the blink of an eye?
That was strange.
But fortunately, he had a sharp sense of smell.
He immediately searched for Wangba's scent, and his eyes quickly locked onto a mountain peak dozens of miles away. There, an unremarkable figure was holding a thin and long knife, carving something.
And the little sculpture in his hand was in the appearance of Jueding Wangba.
Furthermore, Qianli Xiu could smell Jueding Wangba's aura from the wood carving in the young man's hand!
"There's no mistake. Jueding's aura is there. And it's... Is it coming from the wood carving in that young man's hand? The smell of Jueding's hair oil, smelly feet, and body odor. All of them are exactly the same!"
A terrifying thought appeared in his mind.
Qianli Xiu was terrified, "Could it be that Jueding Wangba has become a wooden carving in that young man's hands?"
"This..."
Qianli Xiu was shocked by his guess.
At this moment, Chen Xuan's carving knife descended again.
Once again, he was carving the eyes of the other wood carving in his hand.
"Not good!"
Qianli Xiu seemed to have realized something and wanted to escape, but it was too late.
Whoosh...
His entire being disappeared on the spot as he was sealed within the other wooden carving in Chen Xuan's hands.
Chen Xuan raised his head again, "That's strange. Where are those two? Did they fly away?"
Looking around, he didn't see anyone.
As expected of cultivators!
They were truly omnipotent and elusive!
So enviable.
However, what he didn't know was that the two wooden sculptures he was holding were actually the two cultivators.
Following this, he casually threw the wood carvings into the bamboo basket behind him, then started to return to the village.
What he didn't notice was an injured kitten had witnessed his miraculous actions.
The kitten looked around, and with a soft leap, it jumped into his bamboo basket.
...
Western Region, Tianmo Sect!
The Devil Emperor Jing Daotian had been sitting cross-legged on a lone peak when his eyes suddenly flew open
"Hmm? Why have the auras of Jueding and Qianli Xiu disappeared?"
Whoosh.
He flicked his long robe, and a string of life jade slips floated in front of him.
Two had already shattered.
"Who did this? Xia Zhuyuan? Impossible! I should've already crippled her! Could it be a hidden expert from the Wu Dynasty?"
Jing Daotian guessed.
At this moment, hundreds of figures flew up and looked at Jing Daotian, "Devil Emperor, everything is ready. Should we attack the Wu Dynasty?"
Jing Daotian thought for a moment and still waved his hand, "Attack!"