Huangxiu

Chapter 995 Searching for the Trail
Of course, it's also possible that Xu Qinglan made a mistake.

He closed his eyes, pondering what he had seen through his extrasensory perception, and comparing it with the demon race.

Unfortunately, he didn't know enough about the demon race; he had only truly fought Hu Yunni of Zhaixing Cliff.

Hu Yunni alone cannot understand the depth and characteristics of the demon race.

Song Lian Shuang stared at him with her bright eyes.

Leng Tieya shook his head, opened his eyes, and lowered his head to flip through the Qinglan Secret Record.

He flipped through the pages one by one without stopping, and Song Lianshuang looked at him in confusion.

What's the point of flipping through a book like this, when you can't even see the words on the page?
After examining it once, Leng Tieya shook his head and said, "It's just a small part of the story."

He handed the book back to Song Lianshuang, then took a few steps to another bookshelf and pulled out a book from it.

Song Lianshuang followed and saw that it was a book called "Notes on a Journey to the South", written by Xu Qinglan.

Leng Tieya quickly flipped through it, then opened a page and handed it to Song Lianshuang.

Song Lianshuang took it and looked through it.

She read intently, her expression focused.

With bright, clear eyes and serene, delicate eyebrows, she possesses a captivating charm.

Leng Tieya glanced around.

The entire Wanxiang Hall is filled with countless books, but judging from the bookshelves, Xu Qinglan only has these two works.

However, for the demon race, it is already rare to leave behind two books in the Hall of Myriad Manifestations.

Most demons, even after countless reincarnations, failed to leave behind a single book in the Hall of Myriad Manifestations.

I wonder if this clone of myself will be able to leave behind any writings in the Hall of Myriad Phenomena in the future.

“Brother Leng, according to Xu Qinglan, the Yougu Sect did indeed originate from the demon race, and used the demon race’s secret techniques to condense the Yougu Flower.”

Leng Tieya pondered: "A secret technique of the demon race..."

He strode over to another bookshelf and pulled out a book.

The title above is "A Record of Strange Things in the Demon Realm," authored by Li Guanhai.

Leng Tieya quickly flipped through the book, shook his head in disappointment, and then pulled out another thin book, which was "The Record of Demons and Evils".

After searching through it once, Leng Tieya frowned and handed it to Song Lianshuang, who had come over quietly.

After taking it and looking through it, Song Lian Shuang exclaimed in surprise, "A heretical cultivator from the demon race?"

Leng Tieya sighed and said, "It's really complicated."

"If we put these things together, we can deduce that these evil cultivators of the demon race couldn't stay in the demon realm, so they came to our demon realm and established the Nether Bone Sect."

Song Lianshuang spoke softly, her brows slightly furrowed, and the conclusion she reached surprised even herself.

By connecting the information recorded in these books, we can arrive at this conclusion.

The evil cultivators of the demon race use evil techniques derived from demon crystals, which they can devour to strengthen themselves.

This method is like a rat crossing the street in the demon realm, with almost no place to stand.

So he ran to the Demon Realm.

Unexpectedly, it flourished in the demon realm, quickly causing a great impact and thus attracting its extermination.

"Could this really be true?" Song Lian Shuang asked, half believing and half doubting.

The book presents the facts with great certainty, but the reality may not be so simple, and it cannot be taken at face value.

Leng Tieya did not answer, but continued to take out a few more books to look through.

He stopped when he turned to the thirteenth volume and stared at it without moving.

Song Lianshuang leaned closer to take a look.

A faint fragrance wafted into his nose, but he paid it no mind, staring at a picture on it that matched the artifacts he remembered from the Yougu Sect.

In that cave, he not only saw the Ghost Bone Flower, but also something buried under the small altar.

It was a small black jar, as black as ink, with a strange shape and carved with unusual patterns.

He could not see what was inside the black jar, but he knew it was extraordinary just from its appearance.

Moreover, his intuition was telling him to stay away from this thing, to never get close to it or touch it.

He now sees the strange patterns on the scroll and vaguely guesses the purpose of the black jar.

These patterns are not divine script, but rather beast patterns from the demon realm, patterns of ferocious beasts.

The Fierce Beast is an ancient mythical beast that feeds on souls. It inhales and devours souls, and exhales soul clouds, which are formed from impurities of souls.

After reading the inscription here, verify it with the black altar beneath the small high altar.

He was beginning to believe the conclusion: the Nether Bone Sect originated from evil cultivators of the demon race. He looked up at Song Lian Shuang: "Sister, we need to stay away from this Nether Bone Sect."

"Is it dangerous?" Song Lianshuang asked softly.

Leng Tieya said, "This involves the soul, which is very troublesome. If things go wrong, you could lose your life."

Song Lianshuang trusted Leng Tieya's judgment, nodded slowly, and sighed, "Indeed, he is a heretical cultivator from the demon race?"

"It's probably true."

"Should we inform the steward and the others?"

“…Well, I’d better let you know.” Leng Tieya said, “I will report to the chief eunuch to avoid any misjudgment by the palace and a mishap…but I estimate that the palace should already know.”

He didn't think he was the smartest; what he could see, other demons might not be unable to see either.

Moreover, this wasn't the first time the Great Heavenly Demon Palace had dealt with the Nether Bone Sect, and they were extremely familiar with it.

……

When he arrived at Jiuyuan Palace and reported his discovery to Zhou Jiongming, the chief eunuch of the inner palace, Zhou Jiongming simply nodded dismissively.

Leng Tieya then realized that the Great Heavenly Demon Palace also knew the secrets of the Nether Bone Sect.

There was no record of it inside the Hall of Myriad Manifestations, clearly indicating that they didn't want the disciples to know.

Zhou Jiongming asked, "You really don't want to participate in this annihilation operation?"

Leng Tieya shook his head: "Steward, my cultivation is currently too weak to take on this task."

Zhou Jiongming snorted: "You've reached the eighth rank. Your progress is the fastest in history. And yet you cherish your life so much. Your level of cherishing your life is also rare in history."

"Steward, I've made another discovery."

Ignoring his sarcasm, Leng Tieya recounted his discoveries inside the cave.

Zhou Jiongming's expression changed slightly.

The old man standing behind him, bowing, also darkened his expression and looked solemnly at Leng Tieya.

"Does that black jar really exist?"

“It can’t be wrong,” Leng Tieya said.

He didn't explain how he discovered it; as a Great Demon King, it wasn't surprising that he possessed some extraordinary abilities.

Zhou Jiongming stood up, walked around the main hall with his hands behind his back, and looked solemn.

Leng Tieya asked, "Steward, where exactly is this black altar? It gives me such a dangerous feeling."

“The Altar of Impure Souls!” Zhou Jiongming said coldly, his face grim. “This altar is vicious. Once a soul is tainted by it, it will fall into a deep sleep until it dies.”

"Is there a way to break this?" Leng Tieya asked. "Can it be defended against?"

Zhou Jiongming said, "The palace has found a solution, but it needs the Great Heavenly Demon to implement it."

Leng Tieya breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Zhou Jiongming slowly said, "Activating this secret technique requires very high standards; the more Great Heavenly Demons, the better."

Leng Tieya shut his mouth, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "In that case, this disciple will take his leave."

"Go on, go on!" Zhou Jiongming glared at him irritably.

After Leng Tieya left the main hall, Zhou Jiongming shook his head: "Incompetent for such a great responsibility!"

He had no good solutions for the slippery, cold iron cliff.

As the steward, he couldn't force Leng Tieya to accept the task.

The white-bearded old man said softly, "Steward, we could actually increase the reward."

Zhou Jiongming glanced at him.

The old man said in a low voice, "I think he is very suitable. He is cautious and careful and will not make any mistakes."

"He didn't seem interested."

"He practices the Leng family's Nine Heavenly Demon Techniques." The old man laughed. "As far as I know, the Leng family's Nine Heavenly Demon Techniques come from beyond the heavens and are incomplete."

"Well……"

The old man chuckled, "Aren't there a few tracking pearls still in the palace's secret vault?"

“…Then go tell him that if he accepts this mission, he should be given a Tracking Bead!”

"The steward is wise!" the old man laughed, then got up and left.

He caught up with Leng Tieya, who had just left the main hall, told him about the reward, and explained the wonderful uses of the Tracking Pearl.

Leng Tieya was invigorated.

(End of this chapter)