C112 Master Has Reappeared

The tunnel is small, only enough for two cars to pass side by side. It was like a narrow winding path that led to the underground. The light inside was dim, and there was only one oil lamp every twenty meters. The dim light swayed like a grain of rice. The entire tunnel seemed a little creepy. And it was strange.

However, both of them were not ordinary people. Naturally, they would not be afraid of the darkness like ordinary people. However, what was unbearable was the pungent smell of sulfur. The deeper they went, the stronger the smell became, as if it filled the entire space. It was so pungent that it was suffocating, even breathing became difficult.

"Hmm... So smelly." Duanmu Kuang followed Wu Xing all the way. After walking for half an hour, he could no longer bear it. The smell of sulfur was too pungent, even if he held his breath. He could not help but cry out bitterly.

Seeing Duanmu Kuang's embarrassing state, Wu Xing immediately laughed out loud. "Hahaha... Now you know how smelly it is, right? I told you not to come in, but you didn't listen to me. Luckily, I have some things with me that I can guard against. Otherwise, I would have died from the smell if I was dragged in by you."

He fumbled around on the interspatial ring for a while. He took out two silk scarves and poured some water on them. He handed one over and said, "Take this with you. Otherwise, you will faint before you reach the mining area."

Duanmu Kuang did not care about anything else. He took the silk scarves and directly wrapped them around his face. Only then did he feel a little better. The two of them continued forward. After walking for about an hour, they finally arrived at the mining site.

This place had already gone deep into the ground for who knew how many meters. Not only was the air thin, it was also mixed with an extremely dense sulfur smell, making one feel nauseous. Even though it was separated by a wet scarf, Duanmu Kuang still felt nauseous. His head was dizzy.

However, the miners here were different from Duanmu Kuang. It was as if they were used to the environment here. Each of them held a shovel, shovel, and other items, full of energy. The entire mining site was in full swing.

Those miners who could be gathered here to mine origin stone were naturally not ordinary people. They were all martial artists. Following their powerful excavation, origin stone Kernels were mined out piece by piece. After being polished by others, they became crystal clear origin stone after origin stone. Finally, they were carried out of the carriage and put into the interspatial ring by the manager.

Duanmu Kuang secretly gritted his teeth. When he thought about how these white and white origin stone were going to be taken away by that detestable old brat, he became furious. He roared in his heart, "These are all mine, all mine!"

He was furious. He secretly cursed the eighteen generations of the steward's ancestors, as if these origin stone were really his personal belongings. He never thought that these origin stone actually had nothing to do with him.

After calming his mind, Duanmu Kuang pretended to stroll around in the mining area leisurely. His eyes were wandering around, trying to find an opportunity to take the lead. The guards who were guarding the place ignored his actions. They only glanced at him when he just came in and never paid any attention to him. After all, the security of Sulphur Valley was very strict, outsiders could not mix in here. In addition, he was wearing the uniform of Five Mountain Sect, so these people naturally did not care about him.

Duanmu Kuang strolled around as if nothing had happened. His eyes looked around as if he was filled with curiosity about everything inside. No one had thought that he was taking advantage of the situation. Even Wu Xing, who was travelling with him, was also kept in the dark.

But after walking around, his face pulled back. It was a bit gloomy. If someone took off the scarf on his face at this time, he would definitely be able to see that his face was dark, and the security in the mining site was out of his expectations. There was simply no way to do it.

This mining site had been mined for many years. It was not a small area. However, there were people watching from all directions. He secretly observed and found that... There were no blind spots in the places where the origin stone was placed. As long as there was any movement, it would be immediately detected. And the places that the guards could not see were patches of origin stone ore. They could not even see the shadow of the origin stone. Could it be that he had to personally grab a shovel to mine it?

"What bad luck." Duanmu Kuang couldn't help but curse in a low voice. Originally, he wanted to come in and do a big job. But in the end, he was almost smoked to death. He didn't even get a single strand of origin stone. It seemed like he had suffered a crime for nothing this time.

"Junior Brother Duanmu, what are you muttering about? What bad luck? Don't tell me you want to get the origin stone here?" Wu Xing asked in a low voice, confused. The fellow in front of him had been in a high mood just a moment ago, like a lion in heat. He had been rampaging all over the place. Why did he suddenly become so depressed that he looked like a river that was flowing down, and he was shouting furiously at the top of his lungs. It was as if someone owed him money and had yet to pay it back. This made Wu Xing both puzzled and shocked.

"No... No, how would I dare to have any ideas? I just said that the smell here is unpleasant." Duanmu Kuang waved his hand repeatedly and denied it. However, his eyes were still wandering around. Obviously, he hadn't given up yet.

"It's good that you don't have any." Wu Xing heaved a sigh of relief. The big stone in his heart had also been put down. Duanmu Kuang's previous appearance had made him very worried. He was really afraid that this audacious fellow would cause some trouble in this place. He hastily said, "Junior Brother Duanmu, you have already seen this mining ground. Let's go out. The smell here is too unpleasant."

"Oh, okay... okay." Duanmu Kuang was reluctant to leave. He looked around once again before agreeing to leave. Just as he was about to take a step, a voice sounded. It was like a clap of thunder in the clear sky, causing him to be shocked on the spot. Even his body began to tremble.

"You little brat, don't leave. Get rid of that brat beside you. I have something to tell you."

A familiar voice was heard and transmitted into his Divine Sense. He had been listening to this voice for ten years. He was very familiar with the meaning of this voice. Even if he died, he wouldn't dare to forget it.

"Master, is... is that you?" Duanmu Kuang asked with his Divine Sense. His voice was trembling, filled with excitement and disbelief. He was afraid that he had misheard it. He was afraid that all of this was just a dream.

"Nonsense. Who else could it be? It's been so long since I last saw you, kid. Have you become stupid? Hurry up and kick that stupid kid away from you, I have something I need you to do." The voice sounded in Duanmu Kuang's Divine Sense once again. His tone was ruthless. He pointed his finger at ___. If it was anyone else who dared to speak to him in such a manner, he would have turned hostile a long time ago. If he didn't teach them a lesson, they wouldn't let go of this matter.

However, it sounded like the sound of nature in Duanmu Kuang's Divine Sense. It was extremely pleasant to hear, because this was the voice of his master, Lyi Hentian. He didn't mishear it. His master wasn't dead, but his soul didn't dissipate. After almost a year, he had finally reappeared.

In his heart, besides his parents, his Master held a very high position in his heart. No one could replace him, not even Zhong Lingyan. Ten years of Master's teachings and ten years of painstaking cultivation. Accompanying him from a child to a youth was a beautiful journey that could never be erased from his heart.

"Master, you really didn't die. That's great, I... I miss you so much, wuwu..." Duanmu Kuang's eyes were red, and tears were rolling down his cheeks. The voice in his Divine Sense was crying tears of joy.

That night, the fire burned half the sky red, and the corpses of his family were piled up in the courtyard. His entire family had been annihilated. Originally, his Master could have ignored him. He only needed to escape into the Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead, and everything would have been fine. However, his master didn't abandon him. Instead, he used his remaining soul to activate the Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead. In the end, he was able to escape, but his master fell into silence. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

He hated himself for not having the strength to deal with those villains. He hated himself for killing his master. He had thought that they would never meet again in this life. But now, his Master had appeared, alive and kicking. How could he not be happy? How could he not cry when he was called?

Duanmu Kuang let go of all of his defenses and cast aside all of his disguise and strength. He was like a child facing an elder. He cried loudly at Lyi Hentian through his divine sense, muttering about how he missed him.

At this moment, he was transparent and flawless. It was as if he had returned to the pure youth from before his sect was destroyed. He didn't have the slightest bit of defense, nor did he have the slightest bit of disguise. It was as if the rootless duckweed had found someone to rely on. She wanted to vent all of her negative emotions.