Chapter 18: Questioning (Please collect and read)
The bright moon is in the sky.

The moon is exceptionally bright tonight.

The cultivators of the Chen family have gathered in the spiritual field at this time.

After two nights of fighting, although the spiritual power in their bodies had recovered a lot, most of them were still a little depressed mentally.

"I don't know if the Soul Devouring Rats will appear tonight. Two of our tribesmen died yesterday. I'm sure tonight won't be much better."

Chen San sat among a crowd of people and sighed.

"Who knows."

There was a numb expression on Chen Fugui's weathered face.

Chen San glanced at Chen Fengshuo next to him, with a look of surprise on his face: "How come you are just like Chen An, breaking through the fourth level of Qi training without making any noise?"

"Hehe, a breakthrough will occur as you practice." Chen Fengshuo grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, with a hint of mystery in his eyes.

"By the way, how is your friend?"

Chen San said helplessly: "I have kept him in my room for the past few days. Let him leave when the sun rises tomorrow. The clan is too dangerous now."

"It's better to let him leave early."

Chen Fengshuo nodded, but he always felt that something was wrong. Just as he was about to say something, he was suddenly interrupted by a scream from a distance.

"The Soul-Eating Rat is coming!"

"Damn it, I wasted so many talismans and elixirs yesterday. I must kill him today to make up for my losses."

"Run away! There's a first-level advanced Soul-Eating Rat!"

A soul-eating rat as big as a calf, with its eyes flashing scarlet light, pounced towards the crowd.

At first sight, he bit to death a member of the Chen family who was in the middle stage of Qi training.

"How dare you hurt anyone, you evil creature!"

The second elder, who was always on guard, jumped out and stopped the huge soul-eating rat.

In an instant, the entire spiritual field became a mess, with the sounds of fighting and screaming ringing in the ears.

No one noticed that a few miles away, a dark figure was standing in the shadow of a huge rock, quietly watching the fighting below.

From this location, the view is better and you can overlook the entire spiritual field.

The black shadow looked at the figures fighting with monsters below, and a hint of cruelty suddenly emerged in his clear and bright eyes.

"The rat-attracting liquid specially refined with the demon-attracting grass is colorless and tasteless to ordinary cultivators, but the Soul-Eating Rats are very sensitive to it. After a few days of fermentation, it is not a problem to attract even a first-level high-level Soul-Eating Rats."

"Even if we get rid of this wave of rat infestation, the Chen family's spiritual farm is already finished!"

Thinking that the Liu family would no longer have any rivals, he couldn't help but chuckle a few times.

After observing for a moment, the black shadow saw that the matter was settled, waved his sleeves, found the way down the mountain, and ran away.

Until nightfall.

Chen Ancai woke up slowly.

His spirit had almost recovered, but his dantian felt extremely empty, as if his body had been drained out.

He had just entered the fourth level of Qi training and was not as good as those cultivators who had entered this realm several years ago.

He came to the quiet room, swallowed the pill, and began to restore the spiritual power in his body.

Just when I had recovered halfway, I suddenly heard deafening shouting and screaming outside.

Chen An felt that something was not good. Judging from the noise, it was probably that all the cultivators in the clan had been dispatched.

I'm afraid the rat infestation tonight will be even more severe than the previous two days.

Why are there so many Soul-Eating Rats coming, wave after wave?
Chen An couldn't figure it out. He always felt that there was something strange about this incident.

Now that his strength has not recovered, rushing to the spiritual field recklessly would be tantamount to seeking death.

So Chen An swallowed another Qi-nourishing Pill to speed up the recovery of his spiritual power.

Another half hour passed before he slowly stood up.

After making sure that all items in the storage bag were ready, he walked into the yard and out of the gate.

If possible, he didn't want to participate in this battle at all, but he had no choice.

I have plenty of talismans on me, as I didn't use up many of them yesterday. As long as I don't rush forward mindlessly and stay at the back and be careful, there shouldn't be any big problems.

After walking several dozen feet, a black shadow as fast as the wind came rushing towards him.

Judging from the direction he left, he was either going to his home or going down the mountain.

The most likely scenario is the latter.

Deserter? This was Chen An's first reaction, but when he got closer, he could see the other person's facial features clearly, which surprised him.

"Friend He? It's so late, where are you going?"

Chen An clenched the magic sword in his hand.

He Yong chuckled and said, "It turns out to be Brother Chen An. Your family has been attacked by soul-eating rats one after another. I can't help you here. It's better for me to leave early."

"Leaving early?"

Chen An sneered. If he wanted to leave early, he should have left at dawn after the first outbreak of the Soul-Eating Rats. Why wait until now to go down the mountain at night?

There must be something wrong with this guy, we must not let him go easily.

"It's dangerous outside. I think Fellow Daoist He should go back first. After we kill this wave of Soul Devouring Rats, I will personally escort you down the mountain."

"There's no need to trouble you, I can go down the mountain by myself."

As he said this, He Yong was about to bypass Chen An and leave.

"Shh!"

A flash of sword blocked his way.

He Yong looked annoyed: "Fellow Daoist, are you going to force me to stay? You..."

Before he could finish his words, Chen An's sword had already waved over.

The two fought for several rounds, but were evenly matched.

Seeing this, Chen An, under the light shield of the Earth Armor Talisman, threw out another Explosive Fire Talisman.

In an instant, the exploding flames illuminated the entire road, as dazzling as a little sun in the dark night.

He Yong on the opposite side sneered, the spiritual power in his body circulated, his clothes shone brightly, and a protective shield protected his body.

The flames in the sky fell on him like raindrops, insignificant.

"Using Explosive Flame Talisman in a head-on fight is really stupid."

Before the sparks dissipated, unexpectedly, the next moment, more than a dozen fire snakes suddenly appeared in front of him, spitting out their tongues and biting him.

He Yong's face changed, as if facing a powerful enemy.

Just as he was about to dodge, he caught a glimpse of a figure passing by out of the corner of his eye.

It was Chen An who had affixed the Wind-Moving Talisman.

The sword energy at his fingertips was as thin as a thread. He controlled the magic sword in front of him and slashed it down at the opponent's head.

"boom!"

More than a dozen fire snakes and the light of magic swords intertwined and fell down. He Yong's protective shield shattered and his body flew backwards like a wild goose falling on the sand until he hit a big tree that three people could hug, and then he stopped.

He Yong felt dizzy and his head was spinning.

He felt a sweet taste in his throat and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Chen An took the opportunity to rush forward and kicked him in the head, knocking him unconscious.

After the dust settled, a painful expression appeared on his face. This battle cost him dozens of spirit stones. It was really too expensive.

Chen An seized the opponent's magic sword and took away the opponent's storage bag. Just in case, he also sealed the opponent's dantian, which could last for about an hour.

He bent down, grabbed He Yong's legs, dragged him directly to his own yard, found a rope to tie him up tightly, and threw him directly into the corner.

After finishing the job, he injected a stream of spiritual power into He Yong's body to wake him up.

"Ah! It hurts!"

"Shh!"

Chen An put the magic sword on his neck: "I ask you questions, why did you come to the Chen family, what does the spirit-eating rat in the spirit field have to do with you?"

He Yong's teeth were gnashing as he said in a tough tone: "Kill me if you want to, but don't ask me a single word."

Hearing this, Chen An raised his eyebrows and actually felt a bit of admiration in his heart. He actually met a tough guy.

Without saying a word, he raised his magic sword and pierced the opponent's thigh with it. Blood immediately gushed out like a fountain. If Chen An had not dodged in time, he would have been covered in blood.

"Ah! I said it, I said it!"

Chen An was about to stab the opponent's other leg, but his brows slightly frowned when he heard this.

That's it?

I thought I could hold on a little longer, but I didn't expect it to give up so soon.

Silver-plated gun tip!
(End of this chapter)