Can't Afford to Offend My Scheming Disciple

18. The Trial III

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

Murong Chi glared at Liu Xia.

One day, he would make her regret all she had said to him.

Having noticed that all the disciples of other sects had left, Nan Chen unhurriedly started to walked towards the gate.

Seeing this, all the disciples of the sect quickly followed him.

As soon as they stepped into the entrance, they were enveloped by darkness. A disciple cast a spell to create a fireball, illuminating the surroundings.

They continued walking forward for fifteen minutes.

“What’s that?” A female disciple looked forward and said.

They sped up and many disciples cried out in surprise.

In front of them were some corpses on the ground. They died in a miserable way, and it seemed that they had been stuck in some traps. Their attire showed that they seemed to be the disciples of other sects who had rushed in earlier.

Looking at these corpses, the disciples behind Nan Chen couldn’t help but feel relieved. Fortunately,  Nan Chen had foresight and didn’t get into the gate in a rush, otherwise they would be lying here as well now.

They continued walking forward, and there were bodies of disciples from other sects along the way.

“Look, there is light.” A disciple said surprisingly.

They walked towards the light. All of a sudden, they were overwhelmed by a broad view. The towering trees in front of them and spiritual beasts flying in the sky all suggested that they really entered Fu City Mystery Land, and the dark corridor was just the entrance of it.

Nan Chen led his fellow disciples to the depths of the mystery land.

At night.

The moonlight was covered by the towering trees, so the forest was pitch-dark.

Nan Chen and his companions didn’t make a fire for they could see the forest clearly with the glimmers of fireflies.

They gathered and formed a circle to meditate, hiding their breath. Rustling of spiritual beasts passing through came from the surrounding bushes.

The first day went by.

Having been wandering in the periphery the mystery land, they had undergone a couple of peaceful days and gained several low-level and middle-level magical instruments.

“Wait!” A few disciples were walking while hearing the sound, so they immediately turned to Nan Chen.

“Something is wrong!”

“What’s the matter? Senior Brother.” Liu Xia asked.

Nan Chen didn’t speak; he wielded spiritual power to feel the subtle fluctuations in the air.

Having seen this, other disciples began to observe the surrounding environment.

“Here … we seem to have passed by.” A disciple said.

Having heard his words, other people then found familiar with the surroundings.

Suddenly, Nan Chen opened his eyes fiercely, “Disperse!”

Disciples quickly did so as requested. A shadow crashed through where they had been standing just now. It was so fast that no one saw what it was.

The shadow stopped and slowly coiled into a circle. They finally caught sight of a serpent.

“It’s the Red-White Serpent!” They exclaimed in surprise.

The Red-White Serpent was a rare high-level spiritual beast. Its head was crimson, and its body white. It could move as fast as the lightning.

Its whole body was valuable. The skin of a Red-White Serpent was invulnerable. Its teeth could snap stones and metals, and its blood was poisonous. The serpent’s gall could be used to detoxify all kinds of poison.

The Red-White Serpent twisted its head, looking for the strongest person in the group.

Finally, it fixed its eyes on Nan Chen.

As the saying went, “To destroy the leader and the gang would collapse.”

Suddenly, the serpent rushed towards Nan Chen.

Nan Chen slightly tilted his body to avoid its attack before the serpent rolled its tail and enveloped Nan Chen.

“Senior Brother!” All the disciples cried out.

‘Got you’, the serpent narrowed its eyes slightly, indicating its happy mood.

‘How dare you break into my territory? I will tear you into pieces.’

Suddenly, the serpent felt something wrong and tightened its tail fiercely, only to find that what he had just caught was just a ghosting shadow. Nobody was rolled up by its tail.

The Red-White Serpent was looking for Nan Chen in a rage while a voice appeared by the side of its ear, “Are you looking for me?”

The serpent violently flung towards behind but missed its target.

Nan Chen drew out the sword Forget All and slashed it towards the vital part of the Red-White Serpent.