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Shaoming slowly opened his eyes and felt his body, joyfully saying, "Master, my demon power and body have been significantly enhanced!"
"Of course! That was the Golden Crow! Did you think it was just an ordinary crow? Also, what you absorbed was the legendary Sun True Fire!” I replied irritably, “Don't act all innocent after gaining benefits; you should know that was originally my opportunity!”
I pretended to look heartbroken.
"However, Shaoming, you have only absorbed a portion of the Golden Crow's bloodline. But this portion can help you recover the tail you lost and even grow two more tails. You should understand what this means, right?"
"I understand." Shaoming nodded obediently and said, "Master, don't worry. I have already been expelled from the Fox Demon Clan and won't return."
"That's not what I meant." I said seriously, "Listen carefully to what I'm about to say, Shaoming. You must remember this clearly, do you understand?"
"Although you are now officially my disciple, the bloodline you inherit still belongs to the demon clan. At the same time, you must deeply remember that you are a member of the demon clan."
Shaoming looked at me with some surprise.
"Since ancient times, humans and demons have never coexisted peacefully. However, times have changed. Rather than suppressing the demon clan, I hope to see both humans and demons live in harmony."
"In the past, this had nothing to do with us, but now it's different. I am starting to pursue the authentic Taoist Arts, and I have gradually mastered several aspects of the Eight Treasures Mystique. And you, inheriting the bloodline of the Golden Crow, will achieve at least the level of a divine beast in your future accomplishments, even if you are lazy."
"When that time comes, if the demon clan is willing, you will be their hope for revival."
"You might even be their only hope!" I looked at Shaoming and said.
"Master, what do you really want?"
"Humans and demons cannot fight! The war between humans and demons brings no benefits at all; therefore, I must do my best to prevent this possibility."
"Currently, it is actually unfair for the demon clan. They can only survive under human control. Over time, some demons will inevitably lose patience. As long as they lack strength, it won't cause any major upheaval."
"But what happens once they gain strength?"
"I don't know what we will experience in the future, but Shaoming, we absolutely cannot become adversaries!"
"The power of the Court is unimaginable to the current demon race. Even if there are remnants of the Ancient Court, do you think the Buddha Realm will just stand by and do nothing?"
"Then should our demon race just accept our fate?" Shaoming suddenly retorted loudly. "Should we just endure in your human society? The hatred between humans and demons, Master, you don't understand."
"Yes, I don't understand," I replied.
"But you have seen Ghost Fangzi; blind hatred can turn everyone into a devil."
"And that's not what I'm thinking either. Shaoming, from now on, you need to fight for enough respect and trust for your demon race so that the Court can relax its management over you. Ideally, let you govern yourselves."
"In the past, I only dared to think this way, but now, we might really have hope to achieve it."
"As for the human side, I will help you." I placed a hand gently on Shaoming's.
Yes, I have always thought this way since the moment I adopted Huan.
We are all beings in this world; why must it be filled with hatred? Hatred almost arrived simultaneously with wisdom. From the moment humans or demons learned to think, hatred began.
After years of evolution, hatred has even turned into a Sea of Blood!
Sentient Beings want to escape this Sea of Blood; what is the only thing they can do? Let go of hatred? Nonsense! How is that possible? If someone from my family died at your hands, how could I possibly let go without making you pay?
Only by not generating hatred can there be a way out.
The road ahead is long and arduous; this is still far too distant from where I am now.
But how much time has passed since I left my master? My strength has already grown exponentially. I feel that there is someone subtly manipulating everything behind the scenes.
I have no regrets about passing on the inheritance of the Golden Crow and the Sun True Fire to Shaoming. However, I am afraid—afraid that Shaoming might become a hope for the revival of the demon race.
It's not that I fear the revival of the demons; rather, I fear the slaughter that may arise from hatred towards humanity during such a revival!
This is the key concern I have!
The demon race can revive, but humanity must also abandon its oppression of them.
However, it cannot be at the cost of war!
I have been to hell and am very familiar with it. Therefore, I understand the feelings of those who suffer. Ksitigarbha once made a great vow: "Until hell is empty, I will not become a Buddha!"
Although I do not have such lofty aspirations, I cannot bear to see certain things happen before my eyes. For instance, there is one thing—I must erase Shaoming from this world.
"Master, I understand," Shaoming said firmly as he looked at me. "From now on, I will not kill any more humans."
For every demon that wishes for the revival of their race, there will naturally be those who want to see it destroyed. Once Shaoming reaches a certain level in the future, even if he has just one human life under his command, it could become a spark for war.
At that time, the focus won't be on whether Shaoming kills or not, but rather on whether those who should die are indeed dead.
That is why Shaoming made such a solemn vow.
"It's alright. If someone truly offends you, just tell me, and I'll help you resolve it!" I said to Shaoming. "Of course, if someone from the demon race offends me, you can just stand by and watch the fun."
"Of course," Shaoming replied proudly.
With that, we stepped out of the Demon Coffin. The Golden Crow Essence had already been absorbed by Shaoming, and the Sun True Fire was gradually extinguishing. Thus, the Demon Coffin lost its purpose and could now be entered freely by anyone.
"Not right." As soon as the Demon Coffin appeared, I blocked Shaoming behind me: "There's a smell of blood."
Outside the Demon Coffin, Zhang Fan, Li Su, and Xia Liyi should have been there, but now, all three of them had completely vanished.
"That's Zhang Fan's sword," Shaoming pointed to a corner and said to me.
I turned to look, and Zhang Fan's Brass Greatsword was sitting alone in a corner.
I was quite familiar with Zhang Fan's fighting style; he relied entirely on brute force to smash everything. However, there wasn't a trace of battle in the tomb passage.
Right, the smell of blood!
I walked towards the source of the smell, and sure enough, there was a deep black bloodstain on the ground.
This blood is poisonous! That was my first reaction.
But whose blood could it be? Is it from an enemy or one of us?
"Command!" I raised a finger and whispered sharply. A flame of Azure appeared at my fingertip.
Azure Lotus Flame!
The Azure Lotus Flame floated down from my fingertip and landed on the blood.
"Hiss hiss."
As soon as the Azure Lotus Flame made contact with the blood, it emitted a hissing sound, and then green smoke began to rise.
It seems that the Azure Lotus Flame has a resistance effect against this poison.
I wrapped the blood on the ground with Azure Lotus Flame and found something from the Seed Bag to collect it. As I stood up to leave, Shaoming suddenly grabbed me.
"Master, wait, there's a character," Shaoming said.
I looked down and indeed, beneath the blood, there was a character formed by runes.
This character was very intricate; it wasn't any known script but rather a series of symbols that were difficult to comprehend. It could be broken down using deciphering techniques into many fine symbols, forming a recognizable text.
This was a special method of communication used by those skilled in Talisman Magic.
Fortunately, I knew how to decipher Talisman Magic.
It seemed this was left for me, cleverly concealed under blood. I hadn't noticed it at first!
"Yin, Fan Li!" I read out the meaning expressed by the symbols.
Yin Fan Li? What does it mean?
Yin should represent me, while Li should refer to Li Su.
But what does "Fan" mean? Am I opposing Li Su? No, that interpretation doesn't make sense.
Looking at the appearance of the symbols, they seemed to originate from Li Su's hand. In other words, Li Su wanted to tell me something, but I couldn't find a way to interpret it.
Fan, fan, fan, fan!
What does this "Fan" mean?
Damn it, it's driving me crazy! Just when I was about to give up thinking about it, a word suddenly came to mind.
Fan!
Zhang Fan's annoyance!
"Fan" and "Fang" are homophones; does this mean something?
I took out the Brass Greatsword and examined it closely.
Sure enough, there was a clue on the blade of the Brass Greatsword!
Generally, greatswords are used for smashing, so anyone wielding a greatsword must have immense strength! However, the only fingerprint of Zhang Fan was surprisingly found on the surface of the greatsword! Zhang Fan carries the greatsword on his back, and when he usually draws it, he would directly grab the hilt to pull it out. His hands aren't long enough to just pull it out; he would have to forcibly break the sword strap. But if he was impatient and took down the greatsword without intending to carry it again, that way of handling it is not impossible.
The absence of Zhang Fan's fingerprints on the hilt indicates what? It means Zhang Fan hasn't fought with this sword!
Another possibility is that his opponent was too strong, and Zhang Fan only had time to draw the sword from his back before being defeated.
However, connecting this with the handwriting on the ground, there is only one possibility left: Zhang Fan, Fang.
This clue could also be fake, but if that's the case, then Li Su becomes suspicious! This means either Li Su or Zhang Fan has likely betrayed us!
But what reason would they have to betray us? What do we have that would make them want to betray us?
Wait, Lin Zhao—could something have happened to them as well?
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