Changsheng: Peak at the Beginning

Chapter 1557 The Untamed 37

Jiang Cheng glanced at the iron flute in Lan Zhan's hand, which was as quiet as a chicken without any movement. He just snorted in his heart, thinking that he was really holding a grudge against the way of heaven in this world.

Now he finally understood that the way of heaven was partial, and he was just an intruder. He could bully others by relying on his merits and luck, but when it came to involving the son of luck, he had to be extra careful.

He had pretended not to understand this truth for a long time, but now he had to do his best to plan for himself. For a moment, Jiang Cheng felt a little bored.

Lan Zhan was paying close attention to Jiang Cheng at this moment, wishing he could understand the aura around Jiang Cheng. Naturally, he felt his depression at the first moment. However, the three of them were hurrying on their way, and even though Lan Zhan was very heartbroken, he could only take care of everyone's safety first.

The three of them ran for nearly half an hour and finally found the hidden stone cliff. They hurried in to avoid the increasingly active resentment and ghost energy outside. After carefully setting up the formation and protecting the inside and outside, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Lan Zhan immediately came to Jiang Cheng and carefully observed his body. Not seeing any injuries, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still worried about Jiang Cheng's previous low mood.

Lan Zhan asked worriedly, "Acheng, did you discover something?"

Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment, but ultimately said nothing. However, he still explained, "I did find something, but it's not convenient to talk about it right now."

Lan Zhan understood and felt relieved. However, Wei Ying muttered, "Still keeping us in suspense..."

Lan Zhan decisively took out the iron flute and asked everyone to discuss it together. No one was in the mood to eat at the moment, so it would be better to solve the biggest problem at hand in one go.

Jiang Cheng only touched it briefly to sense it before coming to a conclusion: "This thing is made of the same material as Yin Iron. I just don't know why someone put it there."

Wei Ying rolled his eyes and raised his voice to remind Jiang Cheng and Lan Zhan, "Hey, hey, hey, you two, look carefully!"

"This thing does look similar to the material of Yin Iron, but isn't it more important to quickly determine if this is the thing causing the resentment in this mass grave?"

Lan Zhan rarely explained, "The condition of this iron flute is somewhat unusual. Unlike ordinary objects, it is not rusty. It feels icy cold to the touch and has a sinister aura that penetrates the bones. I carefully examined the coffin we destroyed. It does have seal and purification runes on it, which shows that this object itself is a very ominous object. At present, it is difficult to determine whether it is this object that causes the resentment in the mass grave."

Wei Ying chuckled and took out the Yin Iron fragment and the Yin Iron Sword that had transformed into a Jade Flute. "Are they made of the same material? Why not compare them carefully with the Yin Iron?"

Jiang Cheng had already purified the original pieces of Yin Tie fragments, but after Wei Ying recognized the Yin Tie Sword as his master, these fragments were once again stained with resentment and hostility, and turned pitch black. They could only be pieced together with difficulty, which made Jiang Cheng extremely annoyed.

But at this moment, these pieces of Yin Iron fragments can be used to compare with this iron flute. Even without using spiritual power, everyone can see with the naked eye that the material of this iron flute is exactly the same as that of the Yin Iron fragments!

Wei Ying exclaimed slightly: "Look——"

"I knew this thing must be related to Yin Iron!"

Jiang Cheng had some questions that he hadn't figured out. "But the rumor says there are only five fragments of Yin Iron, and now they are all in our hands. Besides, there's no way a second piece of this naturally born treasure will appear, so there must be some secret."

Wei Ying scratched his head in annoyance. "The problem is, we have no way of knowing the secrets right now!"

Lan Zhan, however, had some clues: "At least we know that the mass grave appeared first, and the Yin Iron appeared later. There were almost hundreds of years between these two events, so I am more inclined to believe that this iron flute was man-made. As for the purpose of burying it in the temple, it is unknown."

Jiang Cheng didn't care about anything else and directly took the iron flute to start purifying. This thing was indeed an artificially refined object. It was completely purified in just a cup of tea. After the outer layer of black skin was peeled off layer by layer, the true white jade-like appearance inside was directly revealed.

Wei Ying was stunned. "Who would have thought that beneath that pitch-black exterior, there was actually such a beautiful white jade flute!"

Jiang Cheng showed everyone the runes on the white jade flute, which were indeed highly similar to the runes on the Yin Iron, with only slight deletions. Now everyone can almost confirm that this thing was either buried by Xue Chonghai, or made by Wen Ruohan, or else made by Xue Chonghai's descendants.

After confirming that this thing was not the "culprit" causing the lingering resentment in the mass grave, Jiang Cheng handed the white jade flute to Wei Ying.

Although Wei Ying took it without hesitation, he couldn't help but complain, "It's true that I prefer the flute, but there's no need to have two. Do I have to switch between them?"

Jiang Cheng laughed and said, "Who told you to choose the flute in the first place? You refused to pick the zither or harp, and insisted on having the flute for convenience."

The atmosphere was no longer tense, and everyone's fatigue and hunger began to rise. Jiang Cheng still had one last food box in his storage bag. As he prepared everything, he said, "Everyone is tired today, so let's not cook for ourselves. Let's use this food box first and see how things go tomorrow."

While eating, everyone discussed the night watch. Lan Zhan still remembered Jiang Cheng's previous strange behavior, so he directly asked Jiang Cheng to have a good night's rest. Seeing this, Wei Ying quickly said that he felt he was being targeted, but Lan Zhan just gave him a look that showed he understood, and then served Jiang Cheng the food.

Wei Ying felt suffocated and warned Lan Zhan in a timid tone, "Second Young Master Lan, don't you think you have no chance of winning against me?"

"You're just provoking me!"

Jiang Cheng looked up to the sky and sighed: "You and Lan Zhan are bickering, and you're getting me into trouble!"

Now Lan Zhan couldn't ask any further questions. Wei Ying naturally felt guilty and apologetic. Jiang Cheng secretly praised himself for his quick thinking.

However, everyone knew that this issue was only temporarily shelved and would be brought up again in the future. Jiang Cheng secretly reminded himself that he should give Lan Zhan more sense of security.

Lan Zhan was a little timid, because he still remembered Jiang Cheng's appreciation and intimacy with Wei Ying, which ignored everyone else's uniqueness, and he was really unsure.

When keeping watch, Jiang Cheng was the first one in line. The formation blocked the yin energy and cold air outside, but the space under the cliff was still chilly and uncomfortable. Fortunately, everyone was in good health, and two more blankets were placed on the ground, so they could sleep at night.

But it was not so easy to completely block out the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling. Moreover, Wei Ying had already experienced resentment entering his body, so any slight noise would easily pull him into the illusion. Jiang Cheng and Lan Zhan had to take better care of him, and they did not sleep all night.