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Chapter 486 Rising Reputation
Chapter 486 Rising Reputation
Shriek~
Jin Ada looked up at the sky, only to see a Corpse-eating Eagle circling above him.
The corner of his eye twitched; he spat hatefully onto the ground and cursed, "Damn flat-haired beast!"
The Corpse-eating Eagles, nesting on the cliffs of the Gobi, have always been seen by the Sand People as an ill omen, a sign that nothing good would follow their appearance.
Corpse-eating Eagles feed on the bodies of people and animals, and they possess a unique ability to smell the scent of death, then follow their target relentlessly.
Jin Ada had been tracked by this Corpse-eating Eagle for dozens of miles already!
Although being targeted by a Corpse-eating Eagle didn't necessarily mean certain death, due to its sinister nature, it was inevitably tied to many bizarre tales.
Yet, Jin Ada still felt a shroud of death casting a shadow over his head!
Recently, things have been far from peaceful in his tribe; many had gone out hunting and never returned, including several elite Hunter Cultivators, a considerable loss.
Jin Ada also heard a rumor.
It was said that a powerful Guarding Heavenly Master from the Eastern People had arrived at Town Sand Pass, capable of beheading an enemy from a hundred miles away with Sword Control.
The loss of his tribe's members was allegedly because of this Sword Cultivator!
As a Preparatory Hunter Cultivator, Jin Ada knew that Sword Cultivators among the Eastern People's Cultivators were skilled and fierce in battle, but the idea of a Flying Sword killing from a hundred miles away was beyond his imagination.
Even the Great Sorcerer didn't have such means!
Jin Ada felt that this rumor was probably exaggerated.
Despite that, he dared not to get close to the area within a hundred miles of Town Sand Pass.
Better safe than sorry, if by chance the rumor was true, wouldn't he be willingly offering up his head by going there?
In fact, in recent times, there were not a few tribesmen like Jin Ada who stayed far away from Town Sand Pass.
When speaking of the Eastern People, all clenched their teeth in hatred.
But when it really came down to confronting the Eastern People, that task was better left to someone stronger.
With the Great Sorcerer, Ancestral Sorcerer, and the support of the mighty Buddhist Sect monks from the Western Region, Jin Ada wasn't too afraid of the Eastern People.
He cursed the Eastern People's Guarding Heavenly Master a few times and continued heading north.
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Jin Ada's target this time was a very cunning Sand Fox.
He had set his sights on this target for a long time but had never been successful.
This time, Jin Ada was determined to win.
He wanted to strip the skin off this Sand Fox and make a scarf for the woman he fancied!
Shriek~
Once again, the cry of the Corpse-eating Eagle came from above.
Jin Ada was annoyed but suddenly felt something was wrong.
This time the cry of the Corpse-eating Eagle was short and miserable, as if someone were forcefully choking its throat.
For some reason, Jin Ada felt a chilling sensation.
He suddenly looked up.
What he saw was a spray of broken black feathers floating down from the sky, and a golden-red sword light descending from the heavens, filling his entire field of vision.
In the next instant, Jin Ada's consciousness plunged into boundless darkness.
So the rumor turned out to be true!
On the brink of his consciousness sinking, his mind was filled with nothing but shock—wasn't it said that only within a hundred miles was the danger zone?
The place where Jin Ada stood was at least a hundred and fifty miles away from Town Sand Pass!
He died without knowing anything, without any thought left.
But the living members of the Sand Tribe, the fear in their hearts had accumulated to an overwhelming degree.
They were nearly falling apart!
A promising young man would go out for hunting, and then never return.
Some corpses were found, but more often than not, no bodies were recovered—after all, there was no shortage of wild animals living in the Gobi Desert.
Even if they were several hundred miles away from Town Sand Pass, they felt not the slightest sense of security.
Several witnesses had seen a sword light howling down from the direction of Town Sand Pass, flashing through the bodies of their tribespeople and vanishing as swiftly as it appeared.
It came without a shadow and left without a trace, indiscriminate of day or night; death descended so abruptly!
The deadly legend of the Eastern People's Sword Cultivators spread like a plague throughout the regions surrounding Town Sand Pass.
And it crept towards the heart of the desert!
Suddenly, the hearts of the people turned to panic, and many tribes within four to five hundred miles of Town Sand Pass were contemplating relocating.
The problem was that tribes living in the desert couldn't just move on a whim.
Virtually every oasis that had been discovered was already occupied, and without seizing new territory by force, how could they possibly find a new place to settle?
Within several hundred miles to the west of Town Sand Pass, there were quite a number of oases!
This situation inevitably caught the attention of the upper hierarchy of the Sand Tribe.
In a golden tent situated at the center of a large oasis, dozens of Sand Tribe Wizards sat upright and dignified, surrounding an old man in gray robes, whose white hair showed his age.
A burly Sand Tribe warrior knelt before the gray-robed elder, presenting a Jade Slip with both hands.
"Great Sorcerer, this is intelligence from Dayi City," he said.
The gray-robed elder took the Jade Slip and waved his hand, signaling the warrior to step back.
Holding the Jade Slip, he closed his eyes for a moment, then handed it to a middle-aged Purple Sorcerer seated beside him.
After reading the contents of the Jade Slip, the Purple Sorcerer's expression turned grave as he passed it on to others.
Soon, all the Wizards present were informed.
The atmosphere inside the tent grew even more oppressive than before!
The gray-robed elder sighed, "Our enemies are becoming stronger and stronger."
The Sand Tribe had always been mortal enemies of the Eastern People.
But any Sand Person with a little sense knew that if it were not for the protection of the Buddhist Sect of the Western Region, their tribe would have long ceased to exist and couldn't possibly have endured to this day.
The West Sea Sect had far too many geniuses.
Just like the individual detailed in this Jade Slip, who had no significant background or heritage and was also extremely young.
With nothing but a sword, this person had plunged several of the Sand Tribe's clans into a state of disarray.
"Wang Chen," the gray-robed elder voiced the name, his tone carrying the weight of a spoken curse.
If possible, he dearly wished to cast a blood curse himself, to nip this West Sea Sect genius in the bud.
But the gray-robed elder knew that any action from him would surely provoke a frenzied retaliation from the West Sea Sect.
Even the Buddhist Sect of the Western Region might not be able to withstand it!
War was to be limited to those below the Golden Core; it was an ironclad law, a rule that must not be broken.
His gaze swept over the faces of the Wizards in attendance.
Grinding his teeth, a Purple Sorcerer said, "Great Sorcerer, I wish to challenge this Guarding Heavenly Master and fight him to the death!"
Some Sand Tribe Wizards, eager to prove their strength and valor, would venture alone to Town Sand Pass and demand a duel to the death with the Cultivators of the Eastern People.
Though most Wizards who went never returned,
a few emerged victorious and returned in glory, becoming heroes of their tribe.
The gray-robed elder asked in a somber tone, "Nalitu, have you thought this through?"
"Yes," was the reply.
The Purple Sorcerer drew a dagger and, with a fierce motion, cut off a section of his little finger, then swallowed it whole, blood and all!
This signified a commitment to a fight to the death.
"Good," said the gray-robed elder, his expression revealing a sense of satisfaction, "The blood of Sand Tribe warriors should not be shed in vain. Before the duel, I will bestow upon you great power and weaponry."
Overjoyed, the Purple Sorcerer knelt at his feet.
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