Everyday the protagonist wants to capture me

26.3

That would be the best for everyone involved.

Chu Yu silently ignored the grief in his heart. Taking out a star map,1 he determined his position and slowly made his way to the Mausoleum Ruins portal.

In the Mausoleum Ruins no one dares to fly since they might encounter an interspatial rift.

Xie Xi still followed him silently.

Chu Yu was absolutely unable to say cruel words like “don’t follow me.” He sighed at the thought of the person following him but in the end allowed him to stay.

After two days of slow going, he finally saw the entrance. Unfortunately, before Chu Yu even had time to catch his breath, he heard the sound of a racket in front of him.

Chu Yu leaned carefully against a tree and took a look. It was the people who entered Mausoleum Ruins with them, including Song Jingyi. Opposite them were … cultivators?

No, the cultivators who entered were just 10 people, where did the others come from?

Song Jingyi, who seemed to be injured, clutched his chest and scolded in angry tone: “How did these evil demons enter this place?!”

On the other side stood more than 10 people wearing black robes with blood-red designs. They all had a purple and black auras, the sign of demonic cultivators. Their leader chuckled in a casual manner: “Did you really think that I was waiting in Jiao Xia for the insects to hatch? Ha, you righteous cultivators call those insects vulgar and nasty but those spirit worms breed in spirit veins. They should obviously be called Spirit Devouring Worms.”2

The original owner has a memory about this.

There’s a legend about the Spirit Devouring Worms that says they can devour sealing spells and the worms do not decay.3

**** it, it seems he heard something important!

Chu Yu silently hunkered down to watch this lively scene.

“Well, not that the situation is clear, hand over the spirit grass.” The man’s voice suddenly became gloomy. Chu Yu thought about it. He didn’t know the man’s name so he had to keep quiet and continue watching.

Several of the Righteous Path disciples were injured. They looked at each other, then at Song Jingyi who was holding the spirit grass.

The expression on Song Jingyi’s face was extremely ugly but showed that he was helpless.

Many of them were injured in the Mausoleum Ruins, but these demonic path cultivators were in good health lying in wait for them at the entrance.

Gnashing his teeth, Song Jingyi said in a stern voice: “Temporarily letting these evildoers go is something I do today to save my fellow disciples.”Then took out a jade box that was filled with spirit grass and threw it.

The man took it, opened it, then glance at the contents. He nodded: “You can go.”

A few of the younger disciples of the Righteous Path had ugly looks on their faces, half believing and half doubting, as they retreated to the Mausoleum Ruins exit.

When they had all left, one of the Demonic Path cultivators asked: “Young master, you … why didn’t you just kill them all?”

The leader shook his head: “Although we were prepared for them to arrive, they have a lot of things with them. If they were forced to fight desperately, it would be a lot of trouble for us and a waste of time.”

Listening to this conversation, Chu Yu repeatedly nodded his head but shook his head at Song Jingyi’s lack of backbone.4 He stared at the Demonic Path cultivators. He had been squatting down all this time and his legs had become somewhat numb. Why aren’t you leaving?