The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 84 - 81 Wait, no, you you you... (10k)_4

The Taiqing Sect disciples who had received the news early were already at the city gate to welcome them. Apart from them, a middle-aged man with a big belly stood there with a squad of city guards.

"Greetings, senior brothers!"

As soon as the group landed, the disciples of the Taiqing Sect hurried forward to pay their respects.

Yan Xiaohu said nothing, his face full of displeasure.

"Is Steward Feng Cheng of Cyan Wood City not back yet?" Yan Xiaohu asked sternly.

A man in the latter stages of the Foundation Establishment Realm quickly replied, "Reporting to Senior Brother, not yet. After Steward Feng took people out to investigate the cause of the Spirit Field withering, he has been missing for seventy-five days. Except for a few disciples who could not leave their posts, the rest were dispatched to search, but... but there are no clues yet."

Yan Xiaohu’s face immediately darkened.

At this moment, the big-bellied middle-aged man seized the opportunity and respectfully saluted Zhou Qing and the others.

"City Lord Hu Xuantang of Cyan Wood City pays respects to the lords. Ever since Lord Feng went missing, we have not stopped searching for a moment, but it’s as if they vanished into thin air, leaving no trace at all," Hu Xuantang said.

Yan Xiaohu glanced indifferently at him, then walked in with his hands behind his back.

"First, take me to those Spirit Fields!" Yan Xiaohu ordered.

The group quickly led the way.

Upon entering, they found that the once bustling Cyan Wood City had become much quieter.

There were very few people on the streets, and nearly all inns and similar places were closed.

However, they could feel that many people were cautiously observing them through the closed doors and windows of the houses.

"Is it because of those yin creatures?" Zhou Qing asked, looking around.

City Lord Hu Xuantang immediately responded, "Yes, my lord. Ten days after the Spirit Fields began to wither, many sinister creatures started appearing around Cyan Wood City. Some would violently draw people’s Yang energy, some would possess people, and some even directly kill."

"So, everyone is afraid and hardly dares to go out. Some want to escape, but the surrounding villages of Cyan Wood City are in similar conditions, with nowhere to flee. Thankfully, the people of the Taiqing Sect helped, and the murderous ones were mostly cleaned out."

Zhou Qing’s expression turned pensive, and he discreetly glanced at his master, Mo Xingjian.

Mo Xingjian said nothing, merely following behind the group.

Soon, about several dozen acres of Spirit Fields appeared before them.

As far as the eye could see, the once flourishing Spirit Fields were now lifeless. The crisscrossing ridges were cracked, and the gaps between them showed no signs of moisture, as if all vitality had been drained.

The soil, which had once been fertile and glowing faintly, now appeared a lifeless gray-white.

The Spirit Rice, which should have been halfway through growing, all had their heads drooping. The lush green Spirit Leaves had turned yellow and withered, the edges curling as if they could break at any moment in the wind.

Seeing this, everyone’s faces turned extremely grim.

City Lord Hu Xuantang cautiously glanced at Yan Xiaohu and Zhou Qing, realizing that this investigation team was spearheaded by the two.

He nervously said, "Cyan Wood City has a total of thirteen thousand acres of Spirit Fields, and more than sixty percent are currently like this. If we don’t find and cure the cause in time, I’m afraid the rest will not survive either. When the problem first appeared two months ago, it was only thirty acres..."

The group stepped forward, squatting down to examine closely.

"It’s not an infection!" Yan Xiaohu said promptly.

At this moment, the previous Foundation Establishment disciple quickly said, "Senior Brother, you are right. Spirit Rice generally gets one of a few infections which we have dealt with over the years. But we have never seen symptoms like this."

Zhou Qing glanced at his master.

Mo Xingjian also examined it carefully. Sensing Zhou Qing’s gaze, they exchanged looks, and he shook his head slightly.

If that’s the case, there’s only one way left, though unsure if it would work.

Zhou Qing then began an identification process.

Soon, a piece of information was relayed.

[Polluted Spirit Rice: This is a batch of Spirit Rice polluted by a Blood Tai Sui. The vitality is continuously declining, and in about half a month, all Spirit Rice will wither and die. This land will not produce any Spirit Grain for at least ten years.]

Seeing this, Zhou Qing’s brows furrowed deeply.

It turned out to be a Blood Tai Sui!!!

After detecting the Spiritual Turtle Liquid last time, he did some thorough research, focusing mainly on such rare substances.

By chance, one of them was the Blood Tai Sui.

If he remembered correctly, it was a rare polluted entity, often originating from ancient battlefields.

When blood stained the earth and the intertwining resentment and malice persisted, the land shrouded in death would gradually calm over time.

But the intense emotions and energy left by those who perished silently transformed.

Blood seeped into the soil, interacting with the earth’s Spiritual Qi, slowly nurturing the Blood Tai Sui over many years.

It continually absorbed resentment and malice until it developed its own consciousness.

Its shape was extremely irregular, resembling a twisted mass of flesh, colored blood-red, gleaming with a bloodstained light.

Additionally, it emitted a foul stench, the smell of death and decay.