Chapter 598 - 607: The Writing of the Witch Race

SWOOSH!

The instant Xiao Zuilan’s last word left her lips, Wen Qingye shot backward. He moved so fast that not even an afterimage appeared. In a flash, he had vanished from her grasp.

’This Little Ghost... he’s incredibly fast!’ Xiao Zuilan was inwardly startled. She immediately narrowed her eyes, a cold glint appearing as she stared at Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye produced a golden page and said slowly, "You want this? Fine. Give me something of equal value in exchange, and it’s yours."

Hearing his words, Xiao Zuilan suddenly let out a chuckle. "That’s just an ordinary golden page. It only has a connection to my ancestors, which is the only reason I value it so highly. Most people wouldn’t give it a second glance. Besides, I already gave you all the Sumeru Mustard Seeds I found. Isn’t that enough? I do have a few more... I could give them all to you."

As she spoke, Xiao Zuilan took out several Sumeru Mustard Seeds and walked toward Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye took a small step back and sneered, "This is the script of the Witch Race. What’s written on it should be a powerful Body Refining Technique. Even as a fragment, it’s still incredibly precious. Do you really think I know nothing?"

At his words, Xiao Zuilan froze mid-step, staring at Wen Qingye in astonishment. "How do you recognize the script of my Witch Race?"

Xiao Zuilan’s mouth hung slightly open. It felt as if a colossal wave was crashing through her heart as she stared at Wen Qingye’s face. All this time, she had assumed he was just some naive upstart, someone she could easily wrap around her little finger. But now, it seemed she was wrong—terribly wrong.

Wen Qingye looked at the woman before him, his heart sinking slightly. "You’re from the Witch Race, too?"

Xiao Zuilan said, her face devoid of expression, "That’s right. Since you know I’m from the Witch Race and can read our script, you must also understand how important that Golden Page is to me. As long as you possess my race’s Golden Page, I will hunt you to the ends of the earth. I swear I will not rest."

’This Golden Page is indeed a lost Body Refining Martial Art of the Witch Race, the foundation of an incredibly powerful martial art. Although the Witch Race’s Body Refining Martial Arts are formidable, the page in my hand is just an incomplete, introductory fragment. Why would I care about it?’

Wen Qingye toyed with the Golden Page in his hand. "Answer a few of my questions, and I’ll give it to you."

’In that case, I might as well get on good terms with this Xiao Zuilan. It wouldn’t hurt to get some information I want.’

"Speak," Xiao Zuilan said coldly, arching a brow.

Wen Qingye looked at Xiao Zuilan and asked, "Are there any others of your race in this Eastern Profound Domain? Or any branch clans?"

Xiao Zuilan replied, "In this part of the world, if I’m not mistaken, I should be the only one of the Witch Race left."

"And your identity?" Wen Qingye nodded, asking his next question.

Hearing this question, a smirk unconsciously touched Xiao Zuilan’s lips. "Little one, with your current strength, you’re not yet qualified to ask me that. In the future, when you’re strong enough, you’ll naturally find out."

Wen Qingye wasn’t angered by Xiao Zuilan’s words. He knew this woman’s other Primordial Spirit identity was anything but simple. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have felt his own heart tremble when she had just displayed the Dao of Nothingness. That alone proved her comprehension was incredibly profound.

Wen Qingye nodded. "Fine. Then this Golden Page is yours. And the Sumeru Mustard Seeds in your hand—shouldn’t you give those to me?"

"Fine!" Xiao Zuilan agreed, nodding without hesitation.

With that, they both waved their arms, a streak of black light and a streak of gold light crossing in midair.

Wen Qingye caught the dozens of Sumeru Mustard Seeds and, after a brief inspection, put them away. The number of Primordial Stones within them was considerable—enough to be exchanged for a Low-Level Spirit Grade Magical Artifact in the outside world.

Xiao Zuilan breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving the Golden Page, carefully stowing it away.

Wen Qingye stretched, walked over to Xiao Zuilan’s side, and smiled. "Now you can act as my Protector, right? I no longer have anything you want."

Xiao Zuilan studied Wen Qingye’s face, pondered for a moment, and then said seriously, "How about we make a deal?"

"A deal? What kind of deal?" Wen Qingye asked, confused.

Xiao Zuilan said, "Do you know why the Immortal Coffin from the Immortal Coffin Sect went on a rampage this time?"

"No," Wen Qingye said, shaking his head.

Xiao Zuilan explained slowly, "Because the corpse within has undergone a strange transformation. The body of the Great Power that was supposed to be in that coffin... his body, dead for many years..."

"Is that man turning into a ghoul?" Wen Qingye asked, his brow furrowed.

Xiao Zuilan shook her head. "No, not a ghoul. He’s becoming... a Zombie!"

"Oh? Are you planning to use that body to refine it into a Zombie?" Wen Qingye asked, a look of confusion on his face.

’Typically, only the Witch Race possesses the Magic Technique to refine Zombies, and Xiao Zuilan is from the Witch Race. Does she really intend to use that man’s body to refine it into a Zombie?’

’If a Zombie were to be refined from that body...’

Xiao Zuilan said, "No. That person was also one of my Witch Race. He was the one who laid the Array before his death. He’s refining himself into a Zombie."

After hearing this, Wen Qingye’s heart clenched. That person’s cultivation in life was definitely not low, and he was from the Witch Race. The bodies of the Witch Race were famously tough, so much so that even some Demon Beasts were no match for them. If that man became a Zombie and went on a rampage, who in the entire Eastern Profound Domain could possibly stop him?

Xiao Zuilan stared intently at Wen Qingye and said, "That corpse should still have many treasures on it, especially its Sumeru Mustard Seed. It won’t just have a massive amount of Primordial Stones, but also many other treasures you can’t even imagine. If we team up, I don’t want any of the other treasures from the Sumeru Mustard Seed. Just give me the Golden Pages."

"Alright, I agree—"

"ROAR!!!"

Before Wen Qingye could finish his sentence, an earth-shattering roar echoed from the distance. At the same time, the entire sand ridge began to shake violently.

The two exchanged a look. Xiao Zuilan’s lips parted slightly. "The roar of a Sand Python."

Wen Qingye nodded, his expression turning grave. "That’s definitely the sound of a Sand Python. Sand Pythons are Demon Beasts of the Life and Death Realm. For it to let out such a piercing shriek, its opponent must be anything but simple."

"ROAR!"

Another rending roar followed, this one clearly tinged with fury.

Their figures blurred as they both shot off, rushing toward the source of the sound.