Jackie Chan: The Supreme Sorcerer, invited by his father to come out of seclusion

Xiaoyu understood.

It seems that the history of this world has been completely distorted.

People have not only forgotten their former freedom, but they don't even know the original demonic form of the Holy Lord. They only recognize him in his current "Jackie Chan" appearance.

"Then... what about the other seven demon lords?" Xiaoyu asked tentatively.

The old man paused for a moment, then shook his head: "What seven? There is only one Demon Lord, the Holy Lord! He is the only king!"

really!

Not only did the Holy Lord tamper with the history of the sealed demons, but he also erased the existence of other demons!

In this "new history" he has written, he is the sole ruler!
This discovery made Xiaoyu even more alarmed.

The Holy Lord's ambitions were far greater than she had imagined!
“Then…Grandpa,” Xiaoyu continued, “do you know…Peach Garden? Or a person named…Lin Tian?”

She held onto a sliver of hope.

If that great being who severely wounded the demon exists, and its influence is enormous enough, perhaps... some clues can still be left in this altered history?
However, the old man simply shook his head blankly.

"Peach Garden? Lin Tian?" He frowned and pondered for a long time. "Never heard of it. Is it a temple somewhere? Or some... uh... powerful figure?"

Hope was dashed.

It seems that the path to changing history by finding that "immortal" has become exceptionally difficult.

Now, only one last option remains—find the historical records and correct history!
However, the historical records are certainly under the strict control of the Holy Lord, so how could a little girl like her get close?
Xiaoyu felt a wave of weakness wash over her.

Are we really just going to have to watch this dark age continue forever?

Do not!
She still has a chance!
She also has... a fragment of the history book of time in her pocket!
Although I don't know what this fragment is for, since it allows me to remain unaffected by the alteration of history, perhaps... it can also help me awaken others!
Correct!
Uncle Long! Daddy! Tru!
They are my family, and partners in justice!
If we can awaken them and remind them of the true history, they will surely find a way!

Hope rekindled in Xiaoyu's eyes!
She must find Uncle Long and Old Man first!

But where will they be in this strange world ruled by demons?

Xiaoyu remembered the old man's words—the Holy Lord is the only king.

Therefore, Uncle Dragon, who possesses special skills, and Old Man, who knows magic, may very well be recruited by Shendu to serve him!
Uncle Long is skilled in archaeology and combat, so he might be assigned to a guard post or... some kind of place that requires hands-on ability?

My father knows magic. Although the magic system in this world may be different, his knowledge and wisdom might be noticed by the Holy Lord and placed in... a library or something similar?

Yes! The library!
Since the Holy Lord has altered history, he will inevitably destroy all books that record the true history, and may also establish a "knowledge base" of his own.

Dad is most likely there!
Xiaoyu made up her mind.

She thanked the old man, and then, guided by her hazy memories (or perhaps some kind of guidance from fragments?), she began to carefully search the oppressive town for a place that might be a library or a collection of books.

This process was extremely difficult.

The streets are filled with patrolling demon minions, who are full of malice towards any human who looks "not right".

Xiaoyu could only take advantage of her short stature, hiding in the shadows and corners, and advance little by little.

Finally, she stopped in front of a building that looked like a former palace, but had now been transformed into some kind of eerie fortress.

The place was heavily guarded, with two tall demons holding spears standing at the entrance.

But Xiaoyu could vaguely sense that there seemed to be a familiar aura inside.

It's righteous energy! Though faint, it certainly exists!

It must be Dad!

Xiaoyu was overjoyed, but then she was troubled.

The guards at the gate were too strict; she couldn't get in at all.

Just as she was racking her brains for a solution, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking out of the side gate of the fortress.

He was dressed in a gray servant's uniform, carrying a heavy wooden bucket, and walking hurriedly, as if he were going to take out the trash.

It's Uncle Jackie Chan!
Xiaoyu's heart jumped into her throat!

She immediately hid behind a nearby stone pillar and held her breath.

Jackie Chan (in this world) looks much the same as the Uncle Jackie Chan she remembers, except that his face shows a hint of numbness and... barely perceptible fatigue.

He carried the wooden bucket, walked quickly to the nearby garbage dump, emptied the contents of the bucket, and then turned to return.

It's now!

Seizing the opportunity, Xiaoyu burst out from behind the stone pillar and rushed straight to Jackie Chan! "Uncle Chan!"

Jackie Chan was startled by the sudden appearance of the little girl, and the wooden bucket in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter".

He looked at Xiaoyu warily, his eyes filled with unfamiliarity and doubt: "Who are you? Little girl, get out of here! This is not a place for you!"

His tone was cold and distant, completely devoid of his usual gentleness.

Xiaoyu's heart sank, but she did not give up.

She took the fragment of the history book out of her pocket, clutched it tightly in her hand, and then, with all her might, quickly recounted the true history she knew!

From the rule of the Eight Great Demons, to the appearance of Lin Tian, ​​to the sealing of the Eight Immortals, to the return of the Holy Lord, the struggle for talismans, the release of the demons one by one, and... how the Holy Lord rewrote history!

Jackie Chan initially looked bewildered and even a little impatient, thinking the little girl was talking nonsense.

But as Xiaoyu's account became more detailed, especially when she mentioned the battles that only they had experienced, mentioned her father, Tru, and District 13...

Jackie Chan's expression began to change.

A trace of confusion, a trace of struggle, a trace of... familiar fragments of memory seemed to be slowly awakening deep within his mind!

A slight ripple gradually appeared in those previously numb eyes.

"What you said... is it true?" Jackie Chan's voice trembled with disbelief.

Xiaoyu nodded vigorously and handed the fragment in her hand to him: "Uncle Long, look at this! This is what I tore from that book! It protected me, so my memories haven't been altered!"

Jackie Chan looked at the shimmering fragment, then at Jade's sincere and anxious eyes.

Although it still seems unbelievable, something that has been suppressed for a long time seems to be breaking through the soil deep inside.

"Dad...where is Dad?" Jackie Chan asked instinctively.

"I bet he's in the library!" Xiaoyu said immediately. "Uncle Long, we have to find him! Only if the three of us work together do we have any hope!"

Jackie Chan hesitated for a moment, but finally, he gritted his teeth and nodded.

"follow me."

He picked up the wooden bucket from the ground, took Xiaoyu with him, and quickly walked towards the side gate of the fortress.

Using his servant's identity, Jackie Chan and Jade managed to sneak into the fortress without any major incident.

The interior of the fortress was gloomy and oppressive, with demonic minions patrolling the corridors from time to time.

The two carefully avoided the guards and made their way to the depths of the fortress, to a huge room filled with various scrolls and stone tablets.

In the corner of the room, a familiar figure was hunched over, sighing at a pile of broken stone slabs.

It's Dad!

"Dad!" Jackie Chan and Jade exclaimed at the same time.

The old man suddenly looked up and saw the two of them. His cloudy eyes were filled with surprise and... a hint of barely perceptible excitement.

"you……"

Before her father could finish speaking, Xiaoyu rushed over and quickly repeated what she had just said to Jackie Chan to her father, while showing him the fragment.

After listening, the old man remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he let out a long sigh, a look of understanding and... relief on his face.

“Oh...so that’s how it is…” The old man rubbed his temples. “No wonder I always felt that this world was strange, as if…something important was missing.”

He looked at Jackie Chan and Jade, his fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.

"Alright, now that our memories have returned, we can't just sit here and wait to die!" Old Man clapped his hands. "The current situation is that the Holy Lord possesses the power of his prime, and he has distorted the laws of this world. A head-on confrontation is definitely not an option!"

"Then what should we do?" Jackie Chan asked.

“We need to… weaken him!” A glint of light flashed in the old man’s eyes. “Although the Holy Lord is powerful, he is not without weaknesses! As long as we can find a way to temporarily strip away a portion of his power, we will have a chance!”

"Strip away the power?" Jackie Chan and Jade exchanged a glance.

“That’s right!” Father nodded firmly. “Remember the magic that kid Lope used? Extract! Although we don’t have the complete magic scroll, as long as we have enough materials, Father has a way to concoct a similar potion! As long as we can temporarily suppress Shendu’s fire power, we will have a chance to escape and find… true hope!”

At the same time, a flame of hope ignited in the eyes of all three.

They began secretly searching for the magical materials their father needed in this demon-infested library, preparing for a dangerous experiment... (End of Chapter)