Mortal: The Number One playboy of the Chaotic Star Sea

Chapter 110 The Joker Gets Tricked Again

"Young friend Qingfeng, I might know... where this Sect Master Sun is."

At this moment, the illusory figure of Xuan Gu appeared and spoke.

"Oh? You know where he is?"

Qingfeng raised an eyebrow.

"Hey, I'm still their grandmaster, aren't I?"

Xuan Gu said confidently.

"Okay, then I'll take it."

Qingfeng took out the puppet and had Xuangu control it to search for it.

Xuan Gu crawled into the puppet and looked at several deserted islands not far from Scorpion Island.

"A cunning rabbit has three burrows? That's a trick I already used back in the day."

Xuan Gu glanced at the several deserted islands for a moment, then selected one.

"They must be hiding on that island. This disciple of Ji Yin is just like Ji Yin, always thinking he's clever."

The malevolent energy is the foundation of their cultivation; the thinner the malevolent energy, the less likely normal cultivators will linger.

But those who like to play clever tricks will definitely do the opposite.

Xuan Gu analyzed the strength of the baleful energy.

Upon hearing Xuan Gu's words, Qing Feng couldn't help but sigh, "This old man is indeed a master of human psychology."

One person and one puppet, concealing their presence, secretly made their way to the deserted island.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Scorpion Island, an ugly monk wearing a serrated mask landed in a bay with two warships.

"According to the message from the ancestor, my Uncle Sun should be hiding here."

Hmm, not bad. The evil energy on Scorpion Island is so strong that it is indeed very suitable for cultivating the "Demon-Slaying Technique".

"Soldiers of Extreme Yin Island, the traitors are on this island. Follow me, charge in, take their heads, and refine their souls!"

Wu Chou covered his head with one hand, a look of madness appearing in his eyes.

"kill!"

At his command, nearly a hundred disciples from Jiyin Island on the two warships and flying boats took off into the air, transforming into streaks of light and rushing towards the center of Scorpion Island.

These disciples had varying levels of cultivation, mostly being low-level cultivators in the Qi Refining or Foundation Establishment stages.

However, their advantage lay in their large numbers and their long history of plundering and killing in the East China Sea, making them all bloodstained and exceptionally fierce.

Wu Chou stood with his hands behind his back at the bow of the ship, his sinister eyes peeking out from under his serrated mask as he coldly stared at Scorpion Island ahead.

"Uncle Sun, you can run away on the first day of the month, but you can't run away on the fifteenth."

"Daring to defect from Extreme Yin Island and take away the fragment of the Void Heaven Map, you're practically courting death!"

Wu Chou summoned his newly refined bone spear magic weapon and charged towards Scorpion Island.

A moment later, the people from Extreme Yin Island had already landed outside the Scorpion Island stronghold.

however--

"What happened?"

A Foundation Establishment stage leader landed on the ground, looking at the empty camp before him with a furrowed brow.

The stronghold was fully equipped with stone houses, cultivation rooms, and alchemy rooms. There were even unfinished wine bowls on the stone tables, as if someone had been there not long ago.

But at this moment, the entire stronghold was deathly silent.

He strode into a stone house, his pupils suddenly contracting.

Inside the room lay four or five corpses, all dressed as disciples of the Hidden Fiend Sect, their faces serene and without any wounds, as if they were asleep.

"Dead?"

He reached out to check her breath, then scanned her with his divine sense, his expression changing slightly.

"No external injuries, it's...poisoning!"

Just as he was wondering what was going on, he heard a cry of surprise from outside.

"They're all dead! Everyone in the stronghold is dead!"

More and more disciples of the Extreme Yin Island discovered the anomaly.

They quickly searched the entire stronghold and found more than thirty corpses of Hidden Fiend Sect disciples, all of whom died in this bizarre manner.

"Go and report to the young island lord immediately!"

The leader quickly flew out of the stronghold to report to Wu Chou, who had just landed.

"Are they all dead?"

Wu Chou strode into the stronghold and personally examined several corpses.

A moment later, he stood up, his expression shifting between light and shadow beneath the serrated mask.

"What kind of poison is this? Is it only effective against low-level cultivators?"

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He looked around, then his gaze suddenly sharpened and landed on an inconspicuous spot in the corner of the wall.

There was a small clump of ashes, as if something had been burned.

Wu Chou squatted down, rubbed some ashes between his fingers, brought them to his nose and sniffed, his expression suddenly changing.

"Poisonous fragrance? No, this is no ordinary poison."

"Withdraw! Everyone, withdraw from the stronghold!"

He stood up abruptly and said sternly.

However, the lingering poisonous fragrance still caused many of the disciples of Jiyin Island to experience weakness in their limbs.

What's worse, no sooner had he finished speaking than the entire Scorpion Island trembled!

hum-

A dark red light curtain shot up from the edge of the island, instantly enveloping the entire Scorpion Island.

"A restrictive magic array set up using malevolent energy?!"

Wu Chou's pupils contracted, and he swung his bone spear magic weapon, delivering a fierce blow to the light screen.

As a result, the restriction was incredibly thick, and even with his peak mid-stage Core Formation cultivation, he couldn't break it in a short time.

"Very well! Uncle-Master Sun, it really was you who did this!"

Wu Chou gritted his teeth, his voice echoing through the malevolent mist.

The current situation must mean that his Uncle-Master Sun deliberately killed his subordinates to lure him into a trap.

Meanwhile, on an unnamed deserted island.

Deep within a secluded underground cave on the island, a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes.

This man had a sinister face; he was none other than Sect Master Sun, who had defected from Extreme Yin Island.

A jade slip floated in front of him, shimmering with a faint red light.

"The evil energy array on Scorpion Island has been triggered? There are intruders!"

Sect Leader Sun's face darkened, and he probed the jade slip with his divine sense. A moment later, a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"It's Wu Chou? Ha, I thought the Extreme Yin Society would come in person, but they sent a junior to his death."

He stood up, walked to a platform in the center of the cave, and cast several spells.

The phantom of Scorpion Island appeared on the platform, along with the figures of Wu Chou and the disciples of Ji Yin Island in the light screen.

"Why are you all lying on the ground? Oh well, you're probably playing a trick. Since the Extreme Yin Sect sent you here to die, then you might as well stay here!"

Sect Leader Sun sneered and unleashed another spell.

On Scorpion Island, the dark red light curtain suddenly changed, transforming into countless chains of malevolent energy that coiled towards Wu Chou and the others!

Upon seeing this, Wu Chou, who was trapped on Scorpion Island, quickly realized that his Uncle-Master Sun must be hiding nearby, manipulating the magic array restrictions on the island.

"Damn it, that old bastard was prepared! Everyone who can still move, consolidate your defenses, don't scatter!"

While resisting the chains of malevolent energy, Wu Chou gritted his teeth and shouted.

Meanwhile, in a corner of an unnamed deserted island.

Qingfeng and Xuangu hid behind a boulder, looking at the entrance to an illusion array.

"Found it."

Qingfeng's lips curled slightly.

"Am I right? That little brat was indeed hiding in this godforsaken place."

Xuan Gu's illusory figure floated to the side, chuckling.

When Sect Master Sun activated the formation just now, a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy revealed his location.

Qingfeng nodded, but did not rush to make a move.

"Something seems to have happened on Scorpion Island?"

Qingfeng extended his divine sense toward Scorpion Island.

Then he saw a dark red light screen, and Wu Chou breaking through the formation inside.

"The ugly crow from Extreme Yin Island? What's he doing here at this time?"

Qingfeng withdrew his divine sense, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

Currently, Sect Leader Sun has activated the island's protective formation and is focusing all his efforts on dealing with Xiao Shuai.

If he were to kill Sect Leader Sun now, it would be equivalent to helping Xiao Shuai out of his predicament.

"Senior Xuan, Ji Yin's beloved disciple is fighting with his own grandson. I want to make this place more lively."

A sinister smile appeared on Qingfeng's face.

"Young friend Qingfeng... do you mean to kill Jiyin's grandson?"

Xuan Gu said excitedly.

"Yes, not only must we kill his grandson, but we must also annihilate his extremely yin divided soul."