The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 887 - 488: Dou Er’s Trickery

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Chapter 887: Chapter 488: Dou Er’s Trickery

Two hours later, over twenty hidden guards, including Qingluan, arrived, further strengthening the team searching the lake bottom. Excluding the four stationed at the Pu Clan Tribe, her team was finally assembled.

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Wu Chi’er Mountain and the Pu Family tribe were very close, so the message from the hidden guards was received by Dou Er within moments.

After hearing the message, his face grew grim, and he immediately sought out Chief Pu, bluntly saying, "Mobilize your entire clan to the best of your ability; we need to relocate. My lord has sent word that the Wu Chi’er Mountain God’s anger is unquenchable and is preparing to destroy this place entirely."

He understood human nature well, knowing that the Pu Clan had lived here for centuries and would have infinite attachment to their ancestral land. So he didn’t mention a volcanic eruption but instead said that the Mountain God would soon bring punishment, urging the Pu Clan to flee collectively.

As expected, Chief Pu dropped his pipe with a clang, his face turning pale, and said, "What, Immortal Master, could you please repeat that?"

"I said, within a few hours at the shortest, or several days at the longest, the Mountain God will level this place with the ground," Dou Er said succinctly. "The more you ask me, the more precious time you’re wasting to escape. Now go and gather everyone in the tribe; I need to explain everything to them at once."

He saw the doubt in Chief Pu’s eyes, but he didn’t dare defy the will of a cultivator, so he quickly ran to the village entrance and struck the big drum three times. This drum, made of fine yak hide, had a low volume but could be heard far away. The number of drumbeats had different meanings; these three dull sounds indicated a life-and-death matter requiring everyone to gather immediately.

This method was indeed effective. About two quarters later, the open space in front of the village was crowded with residents, all eagerly awaiting news. The last time the chief beat the drum three times, it was because bandits were raiding the village, and the villagers had banded together to repel them. What’s the earth-shattering event this time? When Ning Xiaoxian and the others arrived in the morning, the hidden guards had already instructed the chief to sound the drum to gather everyone once, so this time, people came more slowly and hesitantly.

When you hit a single wave, it diminishes on the second. That’s just human nature.

Time was pressing, and Dou Er didn’t have the leisure to let the chief say formalities. He stepped forward and used his divine skills, projecting his voice to everyone: "My lord has spoken with the Wu Chi’er Mountain God. The Mountain God is extremely dissatisfied with the Pu Clan’s centuries of arrogance and disrespect. He told my lord that if the Pu Clan does not leave here, he will destroy the city with molten lava!"

This statement was like a bolt of lightning, causing the crowd to erupt into chatter.

Dou Er ignored their murmurs and continued, "My lord has already sent a mandate, instructing the Pu Clan to immediately move west, away from the Wu Chi’er Mountain area. From now on, you have two hours to pack your belongings." He glanced up at the sky, "At noon, I will order people to escort everyone away. Now, if anyone has questions, you can raise them immediately, but remember that the Q&A time is included within these two hours."

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice from the crowd said, "Immortal Master, why didn’t the Mountain God give us dreams over the years if he was dissatisfied with the Pu Clan? We are mere mortals; if we knew we angered the Mountain God, how dare we not change?" There was some logic to what he said, and the people below showed approving expressions.

But who was Dou Er? This question was already in his grasp. Now he just sneered and said, "Can you comprehend the minds of immortals? To him, you mere thousands are nothing but pests residing on Wu Chi’er Mountain. If you really irritated him, he could wipe you out instantly. Why bother with dreams? Let me ask you, if a nest of ants settled in your bed, would you pour hot water to scald them, or have a good talk with the Ant Queen?"

He was swapping concepts here. Can ants understand human speech? Even if village folks wanted to chat with the Ant Queen, they might lack a foreign language class. But the people below couldn’t think of this for the moment; they merely thought it made sense, yet something felt off.

Another villager raised his voice and asked, "Then why is the Mountain God getting angry now and not earlier or later, deciding to destroy this place?"

This was an insinuation blaming Ning Xiaoxian and the others for using the excuse of angering the Mountain God to drive everyone away from their homeland.