Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, the other elders also ceased their inquiries. Only Ji Linglong gazed thoughtfully at the surface of the water. The state of Master Qingxu was indeed strange; he seemed to know much but was not at liberty to elaborate.
She lowered her head and looked at the flowing river, feeling as if she had made some mistake regarding the situation. After the elders finished their discussions, she quietly approached Master Qingxu and whispered, "Master, do you think what the Dragon Soul said on the river was true?"
Master Qingxu stared at the water and sighed lightly, "What do you think?"
Ji Linglong shook her head and replied, "I don’t know. Although I didn’t spend much time with that dragon, I always felt it shouldn’t be as it claimed."
Master Qingxu smiled faintly, "Since you cannot discern the truth, it’s better to follow your heart."
The elders of the Xiaoyao Sect had captured the members of Yun Palace. They were now more concerned about another matter: where the suspected resurrected demon beneath the secret chamber had gone.
"Demon? What demon are you talking about? Are you all out of your minds? Our Yun Palace is just a small sect; how could we possibly afford a demon?"
"Hmph! Do you need me to drag you personally to the blood pool at Tianyou Peak before you understand? If you confess now, your punishment might be lighter. But if you stubbornly deny it, it won’t be so simple as just dying."
The members of Yun Palace and the elders were locked together. Some of the lower-ranking elders had never even heard of this matter. Upon learning that their sect had been secretly offering sacrifices to a demon for months and even capturing people for blood rituals to aid its resurrection, they were terrified, their faces pale.
"This has nothing to do with us!"
"This was all their unilateral decision; it has nothing to do with us!"
Elder Chang shouted coldly, "Do you think saying 'I don’t know' will easily absolve you of your guilt? Let me tell you, if that demon truly appears and causes great calamity, none of you will escape!"
"It’s unjust! This has nothing to do with us!"
"Why should we admit to something we didn’t do?"
Some clever ones had already rushed in front of Gong, shaking him vigorously. "Gong, just tell us what you know! Don’t drag all of us down with you!"
There were even some elders who had secretly participated in this matter who suddenly knelt before Gong with a thud, pleading tearfully.
"Palace, I have warned you long ago not to consort with demons, yet you refused to listen. Now, look at the mess you've created. If you continue to be so stubborn, not only will these disciples of Yun Palace suffer, but you won't be able to save yourself either!"
The leader of Yun Palace gazed down at the elders weeping in despair below, his expression grim.
"They're all a bunch of useless fools. When the demon realm descends, my Yun Palace will soar to greatness, dominating the entire cultivation world! Yet you all are so shortsighted, wavering back and forth. With your incompetence, it will be hard for Yun Palace to survive!"
"I say it's death; whether I speak or not, it is still death. Enough! For the sake of our past acquaintance, I will grant you this one last chance."
The elders looked up at him with tear-filled eyes, their faces etched with sorrow.
The leader of Yun Palace's aura was waning as he leaned against the wall, opening his mouth slightly before suddenly coughing up a mouthful of blood.
More and more blood flowed from his lips, his gaze gradually becoming unfocused until he finally uttered two final words: "Capital City."
As they watched his eyes dim and his body grow still, many elders rushed forward in grief to surround him. The onlookers observed this scene with complex expressions.
Elder Chang sighed deeply; these demons were truly ruthless. The leader had served them faithfully and loyally for so long, yet they had planted a Heart-Eating Curse within him—one thought could bring life, another could bring death.
Elder Chang shook his head in disbelief. How could those demons distrust him so? When the day of the demon realm's arrival truly came, how could they possibly honor their agreement and allow him to rise?
But such words would never reach the ears of the deceased.
The people of Yun Palace found themselves in a difficult situation. Fortunately, the other three sects learned that demons might appear and quickly sent their own people over.
The members of Yun Palace decided to wait for the others from the three sects to arrive before discussing further plans.
The most urgent matter was to head to Capital City and eliminate the demon.
After some deliberation among the elders, they left a few behind to keep an eye on the remaining members of Yun Palace while everyone else hurried toward Capital City.
Elder Chang hesitated for a moment. "Shouldn't we leave someone behind at Xunjiang? What if that vile dragon takes this opportunity to wreak havoc again?"
"Master Qingxu shook his head. "No need for concern; at least during this period while it is still conscious, it won't come out again."
"Why?"
Master Qingxu did not answer directly, but seeing his firm conviction reassured everyone that he must have a plan in mind. They followed him toward Capital City without further argument.
Outside Capital City, Elder Huang looked at the ground covered in lotus flowers with a strange expression on his face.
He shook his head and sighed, "How strange, how strange! There are things here that I do not recognize, and they are everywhere. Could it be that I am simply ignorant and unaware of the local specialties?"
Elder Huang had made up his mind, and the group parted ways to head towards Wangjing City.
However, before they even entered the city, he was captivated by the sea of black lotus flowers blooming outside the walls.
These lotuses were as dark as ink and had a glossy sheen, presenting a unique kind of beauty. As a gentle breeze passed through, a delightful fragrance wafted in the air. Taking a deep breath of it could refresh one's spirit and soothe the body and mind.
Elder Huang stroked his beard with satisfaction, marveling inwardly. "This flower is already so wonderful just by its scent; if I could bring it back for medicinal use, who knows what effects it might have?"
He took a couple of steps forward and noticed a farmer woman carrying a basket while leading her daughter. They were carefully selecting flowers among the lotuses.
The ones that looked good were placed into their basket, while the ordinary ones were left behind for now.
Elder Huang approached them with a smile, feeling somewhat curious. From their actions, it seemed they intended to pick flowers to sell. But with so many flowers around, could these common wildflowers actually be worth selling?
Intrigued, Elder Huang struck up a conversation with them. To his surprise, the mother and daughter widened their eyes and quickly denied it.
"Old man, you must be joking! We've never seen these flowers before," the girl nodded vigorously. "We only saw them when we came out of the city today. It’s as if these black lotuses bloomed overnight! My mother even said that this might be the work of some immortal."
The farmer woman gently patted her daughter's head with a warm smile. "Yes, perhaps the immortal who created these flowers saw us and thought we were unworthy of such knowledge."
Elder Huang was taken aback. "Not at all! It’s perfectly normal that you don’t recognize them; I haven’t seen these flowers either. I wonder which powerful being would go to such lengths to cultivate so many rare species and plant them here."
Comment 0 Comment Count