Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 946 - 476

The deep mountain region at the border between Tian Nan Province and Siam.

A Miao Village, hidden like an isolated island in the vast sea of forests.

This place truly belongs to a "no man’s land," with miasma and insect noises forming the backdrop of this primal jungle.

The night was deep and still, with only occasional dog barks accentuating the surrounding silence.

The entire village had only a few stilt houses still lit with dim yellow lights.

"Click."

A middle-aged man with black-framed glasses and a scholarly demeanor pushed open the window.

He gazed into the pitch-black forest outside, his brow slightly furrowed, with not a hint of sleepiness in his eyes, but rather a sharp light almost tangible in its intensity.

This was the outward sign of highly concentrated spiritual power.

He seemed to be carefully observing something, searching for traces hidden in the darkness.

"Professor, still not asleep at this hour?"

On the bed inside the room, a figure turned over and sat up, yawning.

The man’s hair was messy like a freshly torn bird’s nest, his face long and thin, with a tuft of mustache above his upper lip.

This was Fang Cheng’s uncle, Li Dingjian.

"Aren’t you the same?"

The professor standing at the window didn’t turn around and responded blandly.

"The mosquitoes here are as big as fists. If I keep going, I’ll become material for a blood sacrifice first!"

Li Dingjian raised his hand to slap his arm, leaving a red mark.

He then reached for the cigarette pack on the bedhead but found only a layer of tinfoil, the cigarettes long smoked.

"Hey, buying a pack of cigarettes here is a luxury."

Sighing, Li Dingjian took out his phone from his pocket and turned it on, the "call not connected" message still lit on the screen.

He stared at the name "Fang Cheng" for a moment, then put the phone back with a bit of annoyance:

"Before sneaking over, I tried calling my nephew to let him know I was safe, but the kid didn’t pick up."

"Now, great, there’s not even a signal in this ghost place. What if my family thinks I’ve gone missing, what should I do..."

"Don’t worry."

The professor finally turned around, his eyes calm:

"Once we’ve dealt with the matter here, we’ll be able to return immediately."

"But how long do we have to wait?"

Li Dingjian scratched his messy hair, shuffled over to the window in slippers, and looked out into the dark forest:

"We’ve been posing as herb traders in this godforsaken place for almost a week."

"When is that old monster going to finally show up?"

Listening to Crow’s anxious muttering, the professor appeared calm, though he was equally anxious inside.

Their purpose for coming to such a remote place was very clear.

One wanted revenge for his wrongfully killed brother-in-law, the other to eradicate a traitor who had betrayed the organization in the past.

Since obtaining specific information on the Chen Family’s Black Magic Case at Naihe Bridge, the professor immediately realized that this matter might have a certain connection to one person.

That was "Ideal Land" organization’s former core member, Xuan Zhen.

Following this lead, they had tracked from East Capital to Tian Nan, then from Tian Nan to the border’s Nu Long Mountain Range.

Ultimately, they crossed the border illegally, pinpointing this Miao Village, which didn’t even appear on maps.

Previous to this, the professor had continuously issued search orders for some members of the Ideal Land through Naihe Bridge. Finally obtaining a clue about Xuan Zhen, he was naturally unwilling to let go easily.

Relying on his past acquaintance with Xuan Zhen, he had a deep understanding of the opponent’s many trump cards and special methods, and was familiar with the peculiar scent he left behind.

Coupled with the traces found in the Chen Family case, he further utilized his Spiritual Perception Ability for tracking.

This confirmed that the real Xuan Zhen was highly likely hiding in this place.

They disguised themselves as traders buying rare herbs, staying here for six days now.

Almost a week’s investigation and discoveries left the two shivering with dread.

Within this village, many villagers had vacant eyes, showing signs of experiencing Spiritual Secret Technique control.

What chilled them to the bone even more was that they always heard faint ritual sounds at night.

Many villagers would quietly head towards the deep mountains, as if performing a blood sacrifice ritual for some Secret Realm.

Three nights ago, they had secretly infiltrated the heavily guarded cave at the backside of the mountain.

Inside the cave was a massive altar made of piled white bones.

At the top of the altar was embedded a Blood Pool, seemingly the object of the villagers’ worship, emitting a malicious energy aura.

The professor promptly concluded that this was the very core for Xuan Zhen’s hundred-year existence, the Myriad Soul Mother Gu Pool.

It was not just a container but also an anchor to the real world, refined using a combination of Siam Black Witchcraft and Mystic Secret Technique into the Soul Gu Technique.

Xuan Zhen’s "Soul-devouring Domain" was so powerful, capable of transforming into thousands and silently controlling others’ minds, all relying on the power of this Mother Gu.

Those slain souls by him would be refined by the Mother Gu into Child Gu, eventually merging into his Strength, at his disposal, transforming into Evil Ghosts to harm others.

Even though they had figured out Xuan Zhen’s trump cards, neither dared to act recklessly.

The cave’s defenses are tightened usually, without forcibly breaking in, there’s no getting close to the altar.

Once the guards are alerted, bringing Xuan Zhen’s Divine Soul back here in advance, a fierce battle would be inevitable.

Although the professor is also an S-Class Spiritual Ability User, he still feels uncertain when facing Xuan Zhen.

The opponent, although only remaining as a residual soul after his physical body is destroyed, has been a top Expert for over a hundred years, having already established a name before the professor was even born.

The professor had only recently been promoted to S-Class, with far less practical experience compared to the opponent.

Therefore, they devised a more cautious plan, waiting for the best opportunity to strike.

"I understand him too well, he’s a cunning and ruthless devil, we can’t underestimate him, we must patiently await the opportunity."