Journey to the End of the Night Chapter 1686 - 1011: The Whale Appears

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At lunchtime, today’s auction naturally reached its resting period.

The open-air Wanggui Building gradually closed its eaves and roof like a lotus flower in reverse.

The scorching midday sunlight was blocked outside, and the faint, gentle light from the Luminous Glass Lamp illuminated the entire building.

Shu Ci, who had his iron pot taken away, could only make do with the food sent by Manager Li.

After eating his fill, he lazily squinted his eyes, ready to recline on the beauty couch for a nap.

Before lying down, a sharp glint flashed across his eyes, and he sat up straight.

Baili An’s gaze shifted to him, asking, "What is it?"

Shu Ci’s nose twitched slightly, and he said, "There’s a scent of blood."

Baili An was skeptical, although a fox’s nose is very sensitive, it couldn’t be more sensitive than his being a corpse demon born with a keen sense for blood smell.

Shu Ci furrowed his brows, and a hint of gloominess emerged from his dull and wooden gaze.

"It’s truly an unpleasant scent, besides the smell of blood, there’s also a sickening odor of egg-laying stench, it’s getting stronger, we must erase it."

After saying this, Shu Ci seemed to have been provoked by something, his form changed into a small three-tailed fox and leaped out the window.

Baili An contemplated for a moment, vaguely sensing something amiss, and without hesitation, followed Shu Ci’s scent to investigate.

Leaping out from the elegant room’s window, he landed amidst a maze of alley walls and rooftops. The area around Wanggui Building was devoid of residents, with the houses behind the walls vacated for storing goods.

Inside the building, the crowd was bustling and lively, yet the small alley at the wall was deep and silent.

The wind rustled the cold branches, making a rustling sound.

The shattered snow on the frozen branches fell with a thud, accompanied by a faintly wafting scent of blood.

Baili An was slightly startled, that little demon really wasn’t lying. Wanggui Building had barriers set up all around to eliminate scents, yet she was so keenly perceptive.

The stench of blood in the cold wind grew stronger.

The smell was not only from the blood’s inherent scent but also contained a hint of rotten fish corpses on the sea, mixed with fresh blood scent, making the stench increasingly pungent and unbearable.

Baili An glided silently across the snowy ground like dust, weaving through the deep and crisscrossed alleys. He soon saw the little demon’s back.

Sitting crouched under the corner of an old and blue-black wall, below the little demon, the snow was stained with blood, and two frozen corpses lay with eyes wide open in the snow, their chest and abdomen had a huge split, a fresh vertical red mark on their brows, dead but not complaining.

Beside the two cold corpses, another person knelt with half a broken sword in the snow, despite having a similarly large hole in his chest and abdomen, he displayed astonishing tenacity.

Blood and intestines spilled all over, pale as paper, his palm could still quickly change spells, a faint water-blue spirit light flickered in his palm, emitting healing brilliance.

Though the wound was ghastly, the bleeding wasn’t excessive, if given a quiet environment and ample time, it wouldn’t be difficult to heal and survive.

This person possessed extraordinary water control healing ability, with such profound cultivation, it’s hard to find in the mortal world.

Observing his attire again, it wasn’t the sect robe of a mortal world Immortal Sect. His brow was adorned with a trace of starlight, he seemed more like Mu Yunye’s kind, a visitor from the sky.

Despite his severe injuries, under strong survival instincts, the hand’s spells constantly changed, but his gaze still couldn’t conceal the color of fear, staring at the tall figure standing opposite the wall corner, despair filled his face.

So much despair that he didn’t even notice the arrival of two uninvited guests in the alley.

"Squeak... chirp chirp chirp..."

Baili An followed the strange sound to look, only to see those two corpses seemed to come alive, twisting and twitching in the snow, body arching and falling heavily.

The red mark on their brow made a popping sound, splitting open a small mouth, followed by numerous translucent and blood-colored tiny eggs crawling out one after another.

Baili An’s eyes grew darker and deeper.

This was the egg-laying stench the little demon mentioned!

The eerie little creatures, unknown what they were, actually resided within the human body, devouring Spiritual Power to incubate themselves.

From the corner below the wall, that tall figure emitted a low chuckle, reaching out a thick bronzed hand from under the cloak, palm full of calluses, the voice sounded like the hum from the depths of the sea:

"Good children, come back once you’re full."

Upon hearing the call, those emerging red egg insects wriggled, small and plump-shaped like a red tadpole, sprouting tiny limbs, crawling densely towards the man.

The man’s body seemed like a black hole, any contact with the red egg insects swallowed and disappeared.

Soon, the ground only left two skeletons clothed with attire, a terrifying sight.

"Alright, my children have had a feast today, you’re useless now."

The man raised a hand, with a flick of his fingers, shooting a strand of fierce wind.

At the same time, a blood spear pierced through the air, colliding with the fierce wind in mid-air.

With a hissing sound, the sound of metal grinding intensely.

The blood spear angled towards the sky, while the fierce wind grazed the young man’s face kneeling on the ground, leaving a deep trace on the wall behind him.