Don't Be So Superstitious

A trap had already been set up in the ancestral temple of the Liu family!

Liu Tao, Liu Wuhai, and Zhao Laosan were lying in ambush.

There were also more than ten experts brought by Zhao Laosan. The powerful individuals from the Liu clan were all ready.

However, although the sun had risen, there were no signs of their enemy.

"It seems that our plan has succeeded, the Living Dead Clan has yet to find out about Liu Yanggou's identity!" Liu Tao said.

He looked at Zhao Laosan. "There is a First Elder in the Living Dead Clan who is a grand martial arts master. Liu Erquan has already headed over. I am afraid of some mishaps and hope that Brother Zhao can assist!"

After saying that, he passed the remedy for the month to Zhao Laosan.

Zhao Laosan looked moody. He walked away after receiving the remedy and did not want to talk to Liu Tao or stay any longer in the ancestral temple.

The things that had happened in the ancestral temple were too terrifying.

It felt as though he was possessed by a ghost.

He revealed his biggest secrets without knowing and was now controlled by others to follow instructions. That made him extremely angry.

After Zhao Laosan had left, Liu Tao asked Liu Wuhai, "How are things in the Lord Governor's Mansion?"

Liu Wuhai said, "Zhuo Tianyou and Zhao Laosan have reconciled. After losing to Liu Dongdong, Zhuo Tianyou entered seclusion. I heard that the old Lord Governor intends to send Zhuo Tianyou for the disciple selection of the Holy Ground of the Heavenly Sword…"

"Holy Ground of the Heavenly Sword?! That's one of the four biggest martial arts holy grounds in Scorpio Island!"

"The old Lord Governor wants to help Zhuo Tianyou! It seems like Zhuo Tianyou is going to take over as the Lord Governor soon!"

Liu Tao's eyes lit up as he looked at Liu Wuhai. "Don't be stingy. Be it money or martial arts books, give everything you have to Zhuo Tianyou and assist him as much as you can."

"Apply poison on the martial arts books, though. Both Zhuo Tianyou and his father has to be in our control."

"Roger!"

…

When the sun rose, Black Street returned to its normal state.

Troops of the Scythe Army ran out of the Liu family house. The atmosphere was extremely serious. The Scythe Army went to each household to check on suspicious individuals and caught every person who was not a local resident.

When the fighters saw that, they began to gossip among themselves.

"Who triggered the Liu clan again?!"

"Last night, a thief attacked the Liu family house. I heard from my cousin's second uncle's relative that the thief was extremely daring. He took the Ancestor of the Liu family away and killed many people!"

"Oh my! No wonder the Liu clan is catching people in the early morning."

"Shh! Don't discuss it too loudly. The Scythe Army is extremely sharp of hearing…"

The drinkers were gossiping too.

In the room, a few beautiful ladies looked at each other and smiled. "The Liu family is so anxious. It seems that Yang Shou'an has really succeeded. Let's go back and report this to our headmaster!"

"Great!"

The handful of them dressed up and left Black Street…

The City of Scorpio was the only giant historical city in Scorpio Island.

Countless villages were scattered around the City of Scorpio, and many ordinary citizens, fishermen, or farmers lived in these villages. They belonged to various forces.

Some belonged to a certain large family while some belonged to some martial arts gangs. They exchanged their offerings for the protection of the gang or family, who chased away wild beasts and was able to scare away thieves.

Liu Erquan was rushing in the snow with the army troop.

In order to prevent any leaks of their arrival, they avoided the towns when they passed by them.

When they felt sleepy, they would rest in the caves.

Following the map drawn by Yang Shou'an and the affirmation of an expert in the Scythe Army who was familiar with the geography, they reached the bottom of a huge mountain on the evening of the third day.

The mountain was towering, and they felt an aura of suppression.

The mountain was called the White Sun Mountain.

There were many hills around the White Sun Mountain. It looked like a gigantic dragon that was lying on the ground. The mountain was very quiet, but roars of beasts could be heard occasionally. It caused the birds in the forest to fly in fear.

"The Living Dead Clan is in the White Sun Mountain, and one can see them by climbing to the top," Black-Handed Zhang, the commander of the Scythe Army, said.

He had been in the fighting scene for a long time and went to that place when he was younger. Following the symbol in the map drawn by Yang Shou'an, he managed to find the hidden route very quickly and felt extremely amazed.

"From here, how long do we need to infiltrate the Living Dead Clan?" asked Liu Erquan.

Black-Handed Zhang made an estimate. "I think we can enter within three hours if we are fast."

Liu Erquan looked up to the sky. The sun was setting in a few hours' time, and it would be hard to travel in mountainous areas at night.

"Let's go. Infiltrate the Living Dead Clan before the sun sets!"

Right after he gave his command, the rest moved.

The followers of this mission were at least martial arts experts of the Fish Dive State. They were extremely powerful and moved extremely quickly in the mountainous area.

After passing through the dangerous caves and deep valleys, rounding about the dangerous swamps, they climbed up to the peak of the White Sun Mountain along the cracks of the slope.

Night fell.

The White Sun Mountain was a mountain that was shaped like a funnel. There were many light sources in the mountain.

That was the Living Dead Clan!

There were many sarcophagi in the slope.

Some of the sarcophagi were like a palace that was situated right in the middle. Some were placed in the uneven rocks. Some were hanging in the middle of the mountain. When the wind blew, the sarcophagi would move and howling sounds would be heard.

These sarcophagi had beds, tables, chairs, and stoves, just like any house. There were shadows moving in the sarcophagi.

The sarcophagi were built along the geographical curvatures of the mountain. The walkways were connected, and if there were cliffs, hanging bridges were built.

The over 3000 disciples of the Living Dead Clan lived in these sarcophagi.

Night fell, and disciples of the Living Dead Clan began to patrol the hanging bridges. They were equipped with weapons and held torches. They called out to each other and were extremely equipped.

There were dozens of iron cables hanging in the middle of the cliff. They swayed in the wind. Normal people could barely stand on those bridges, but there were thousands of disciples training on them. They were extremely light and agile in their movements.

"I haven't been here in ten years. The Living Dead Clan has become so much more powerful!" Black-Handed Zhang exclaimed.

The others around him were also extremely astonished.

They had encountered many martial arts gangs. The size of the Living Dead Clan could be compared to some first-class gangs.

Liu Erquan, Liu Dahai, Liu Erhai, Liu Sanhai, and the people who participated in this mission looked at the Living Dead Clan in envy. However, they were also worried about their mission.

Liu Liuhai said, "Rest assured, our ancestor will watch over us!"

Liu Erquan shot him a glance and wanted to say something. However, he sighed eventually and his sigh was swallowed by the sound of the cold wind on the mountain peak.

Recently, some strange things had happened to the Liu family. They were unexplainable, and hence, they thought it was the Ancestor's doing. However, the mission that day was extremely important and must be done perfectly well or it might be life-threatening.

It was too idealistic to place all the bets on the blessing of their ancestor!

Liu Erquan was very worried. He decided to warn the rest to be careful during the mission later.

Liu Liuhai, especially, who always spoke about their ancestor, Liu Erquan decided to warn him to not be so superstitious!

That was because their ancestor had already been dead for 1000 years!