Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 293 Become famous
Inside a manor in West Asia.

The blazing sun shone directly on the trees, grass, and white paths within the village.

The area enjoys abundant sunshine, and although the climate is slightly arid, the plants in estates like this grow lush and vibrant green.

Many of these plants are ready to be harvested and prepared for making oil.

The newly joined apprentices of the Salt Lamp Secret School are subject to the strictest management, and such hard work often falls on them. In order to avoid the soiling of their sweat, they wrap themselves up tightly when working under the scorching sun.

But they dared not complain in secret; they only felt a deep longing and envy.

They had all witnessed the power of the official members of the secret faction, and Elder Belial, the true master of this place, possessed all sorts of miraculous abilities.

As long as you can endure hardship, there will always be one or two new apprentices recruited each year who will have the opportunity to officially join the company.

However, in reality, those who believe they can advance by enduring hardship often only face more hardship and never manage to secure a spot.

As the official members strolled leisurely along the path, they noticed the longing looks some apprentices were giving the study, and could only chuckle to themselves.

"what!!"

A pitiful howl suddenly came from the direction of the study.

The members who were strolling along the path were taken aback and hurriedly headed towards the library.

The library was much larger than the secret society's library, but its collection of books was less than one-thousandth of that of the library.

Hidden here are genuine esoteric texts, as well as some spiritual objects suitable for storage alongside them.

A group of middle-aged scholars take turns guarding the place, and also use the environment here for research and cultivation. Every year, members of secret sects from other regions come to make friendly visits and visit the library.

But now, even the most knowledgeable guards in the library were staring in astonishment in a certain direction.

Some of the guards were even trembling, just like those inexperienced apprentices.

"Elder Belial is in trouble!"

"What happened? Didn't he accept the invitation from the Rose Society? We heard that we weren't the only ones invited!"

The study was filled with murmurs and anxious glances.

The thing that emitted the scream was actually a golden pot placed on a wooden shelf.

With another long howl, thick smoke spewed from the spout.

The smoke formed the shape of Belial's upper body, angry and terrified, as he groped for his hands and forehead.

"Are my hands still there? Is my head still there?!"

After he grew old, Belial devoted most of his energy to studying how to prolong his life and even reincarnate.

The Spirit in the Pot is one of the secret techniques collected by the Salt Lamp Sect. After the spirit is created, it can always sense the memories and emotions of its master.

After the master dies, the spirit can continue to exist in the master's place, which can be considered a kind of continuation of life.

This was clearly not a true case of life extension and reincarnation, but it was Belial's only successful attempt.

It seems that Belial has suffered some kind of psychological shock.

This elf's mentality was not strong enough, and when it received the memories and emotions, it was subjected to extremely strong stimulation.

The guard strode forward, sprinkled a pinch of salt into the smoke, and asked urgently, "Elf, what has happened? What happened to Elder Belial?"

"Dead, all dead!"

The elf uttered a series of names, all of which were leaders from various factions who had been invited.

Among the guards, some of the more knowledgeable ones were already twitching with excitement as they listened.

"Hahaha, it's like they're deliberately going to their deaths."

The elf still appeared somewhat deranged, and suddenly switched to the language of the Xuan Kingdom.

"Chu Tianshu, Chu Tianshu!"

Within half an hour, the guards made urgent contacts to verify the information.

Six secret sects confirmed that they had experts who had been invited to secretly travel to the Tianshan Mountains.

Within the Rose Society, reports were immediately received that Qiao, Xu Ziqian, and Jia Fang had apparently been killed.

Some found it hard to believe, some were shocked and confused, while others already sensed the trouble that was about to follow.

"Not only did the mission fail, but they also attacked the Special Arrest Division and killed them all. The Xuan Kingdom will definitely cause trouble for us next."

To be precise, it should be the Xuan Kingdom that questioned them, then Rose learned to deny it to the death, to argue irrationally, and then they started arguing.

But sometimes, winning or losing is more important than right or wrong, especially since this time, Xuan Kingdom was both right and wrong.

Trying to get by by arguing is not a good strategy; you'll have to pay a price for it.

"We've suffered heavy losses, including the death of a powerful scholar, and yet we're expected to make further concessions?"

"The loser has to lose one more step. Isn't that common sense?"

"Chu, Tian, ​​Shu, is that how you pronounce it? Tsk, I'll have to memorize three more characters from the Xuan Kingdom!"

Within the secret realm.

The cave fell silent.

Chu Tianshu and the others were unaware of what was happening in places thousands of miles away half an hour later.

He and Lin Chucheng simply watched the burning blanket quietly as the flames gradually died down and fell to the ground.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

Lin Chucheng relaxed, puffed out his cheeks, and breathed rapidly in and out. Suddenly, he squatted down, clutching his stomach. Chu Tianshu quickly reached out to take his pulse, asking, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay now."

Lin Chucheng exclaimed, "But the fire on that blanket was so intense! When I was on it, I felt pain all over my body."

"I was in such a rush to hit someone that I didn't think about it, but now that I remember, it really hurt! Ouch!"

Chu Tianshu felt the child's pulse; he was a little weak, but there was basically no internal injury.

It seems that his injuries have healed, but the pain he remembers is making Lin Chucheng a little unable to hold back.

Thinking of this, Chu Tianshu felt that he was also about to lose his composure. He adjusted the position of the weapon hanging from his waist with a thin chain, and then sat down on the ground with a thud.

He wasn't in too much pain, he was just very tired.

When he shifts his collarbone and practices Tai Chi, he experiences a great strain on his entire body.

His right arm, in particular, was sore and swollen from the use of techniques like the Remembrance Blade and the Cliff Blade.

Seeing that the battle was over, Mo Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and stopped running.

She had previously helped Lin Chucheng activate his secret realm. Lin Chucheng felt that he hadn't suffered much loss, but her own power had been significantly depleted.

He made two more moves, each time unleashing his full power with the Blazing Fire Blade Qi, almost exhausting his strength.

After she took a short break to catch her breath, the fight was already over. Fortunately, the outcome was good.

Tangnu, who had been stunned for a while by the blood-red light when he intercepted the Eight-Handed Light Wheel, also rushed over.

"Won!"

He excitedly ran over.

Mo Xiaoyu tugged at him: "Wait, find Mr. Chu some clothes... let's ask the medical team for a white coat."

Before the words were finished, a soft hum came from the bottom of the Tai Chi diagram pit in the distance.

Mo Xiaoyu's expression tightened, and she became alert.

Chu Tianshu raised his eyes and suddenly straightened his back.

Eight golden and silver hands flew out from the bottom of the pit, but they flew shakily and slowly, circling around Lin Chucheng.

Lin Chucheng reached out and touched them, then exclaimed in surprise, "Huh, I feel like I can control these hands."

A number of images suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Ah, I remembered."

Lin Chucheng jumped up and ran in one direction of the cave, with eight hands automatically following him.

Chu Tianshu braced himself against the ground with one palm, his body moving like a floating cloud, and quickly followed.

"Xiao Tang, you stay here and watch over everyone. I'll go check on things too."

Mo Xiaoyu gave a word of advice and then followed.

They walked more than 300 meters through the cave.

The front suddenly becomes clear.

The ground has become much flatter, and the dome has been specially decorated, resembling a starry sky. There is a large area here without even a single stone pillar.

But there are corpses here, more than twenty of them, which look like they've been dead for more than half a month, dressed in modern clothes.

These must be the people who launched the surprise attack on Lin Chucheng back then.

The corpses were arranged around a hexagonal pool. Chu Tianshu only realized when he got closer that it was not a pool at all, but just a hexagonal pit.

At the bottom of the pit is a platform where a jade statue sits cross-legged. Its facial features and eyebrows are lifelike, and it is dressed in royal robes, as if it were a living person taking a nap with its eyes closed.

Lin Chucheng had already jumped down. Chu Mo and the other man exchanged a glance and followed him down to see what was happening.

The inner wall of this hexagonal pit is also engraved with many patterns.

Chu Tianshu couldn't understand it, but Mo Xiaoyu understood it at a glance.

"So this place is related to the ancient Wusun Kingdom..."

In the second century BC, the Wusun people were nomadic between Dunhuang and Qilian, bordering the Xiongnu to the north.

However, the king of Wusun was killed by the Yuezhi people, and the Xiongnu took the opportunity to support the Wusun prince, unite with the Wusun forces, and attack the Yuezhi.

After the Yuezhi were defeated and migrated, the Wusun people also migrated to the Ili River basin, grew stronger day by day, and gradually broke free from the control of the Xiongnu.

During the Western Han Dynasty, the Wusun had become a significant force on the east-west route. Zhang Qian believed that an alliance with the Wusun could sever the right arm of the Xiongnu and made several diplomatic missions to them.

Women from the Han imperial family and the daughter of the Xiongnu Chanyu married into the Wusun.

The content of this mural is related to that period, recording the story of the King of Wusun traveling with his two wives and accidentally obtaining a stone tablet in the Tianshan Mountains.

There was no soil on the stone tablet; its texture was like jade, and flowers could even grow from it.

The King of Wusun considered this a strange event and brought back the stone tablet to study day and night, eventually concluding that it was related to the Kingdom of the Queen Mother of the West.

When he grew old and frail, he had a sudden inspiration: he ground all the stone tablets into powder, swallowed them every day, and secluded himself in this secret realm in hopes of making another breakthrough in his cultivation and prolonging his life.

However, shortly after entering this secret realm, he sensed that he might fail, so he inscribed these words to inform future generations.

However, it seems that the people of Wusun never entered this secret realm again.

No one took the remains of the former king to be buried elsewhere, leaving this secret place to slumber.

(End of this chapter)