Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 491 A Thousand Diagrams Stacked to Form Power

Hehehehe! Hehehe!!
Amidst the ghostly laughter.

Chu Tianshu's eyelids twitched, and he reached out and pressed down on the hilt of the Three-Seven Sword.

This sword intent was so powerful that it almost caused Sanqi to unleash his own artistic conception.

However, the sword intent is still within Fang Tai's wound, and the illusion that has dissipated is only a faint shadow and fleeting light.

Feng Baili strode into the hall, patted Fang Tai's back (who was still coughing), and whispered a spell.

He had only recited two lines when the iron ruler on the incense table made a slight cracking sound.

Fang Tai's expression changed slightly. He straightened his back and, intentionally or unintentionally, parried Feng Baili's hand.

Feng Baili frowned slightly, but stepped back and began to talk about Chu Tianshu's background.

After hearing his concise words, Fang Tai smiled and said, "So you are the divine physician of the Night Wanderer Clan."

"I have long heard that the Night Wanderer has traveled far and wide, and has encountered many talented people. He often finds several other unique skills in addition to his natural talents."

"But my injury is indeed troublesome. You can try to cure it. Don't worry, if you can't be cured, the hospital won't blame you."

Feng Baili sighed inwardly, feeling that his words were too arrogant.

Chu Tianshu is not a subordinate of Diliang Palace. He just said that this divine doctor has helped the train and the wounded soldiers one after another. How can he be treated in such a tone?

Feng Baili quietly observed Chu Tianshu and breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing his calm demeanor.

Fortunately, this young man, though seemingly young, is a kind and compassionate person.

"The world is full of thousands of races and species, each with different constitutions and different origins of injuries, so the methods of treatment are as different as heaven and earth."

As Chu Tianshu spoke, he walked to Fang Tai's side and reached out to untie the bandage on his palm.

A dark red wound, crooked and twisted, crawled up from the back of the hand to the wrist like an earthworm.

The entire wound was only about four inches long, and no bone was visible.

But this single wound exudes a sinister aura, and the air above it occasionally twists and turns, as if a ghostly light flickers.

“I have some understanding of the physical constitution of the Fangfeng tribe, but if I know nothing about the origin of this injury, I'm afraid it will be difficult to treat it.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Tai pondered for a moment.

Chu Tianshu pressed his thumb down on Fang Tai's forearm.

Fang Tai felt a tingling sensation in his forearm, the pain greatly reduced, and his back straightened up involuntarily. He looked over with delight in his eyes.

Chu Tianshu's thumb has been removed.

"Ho!"

Fang Tai groaned, feeling the pain suddenly return, even more intense than before.

Chu Tianshu is broad-minded and would never harm a patient's health because of their attitude.

However, for Fang Tai, the head of the academy, a high-ranking official of Changzhou Kingdom and a master at the forbidden level, a little more pain is not a big deal.

"oops!"

Chu Tianshu shook his head, his face full of regret, "My finger only had half the effect."

"If we knew the origin of the injury, the effect would be at least three times better."

Fang Tai knew this man was truly capable, and upon hearing this, he no longer hesitated: "Does the young master know of the Ghost Mother clan of Yushan?"

"Not long ago, a demon from the Ghost Mother Clan, audacious enough, launched a sneak attack on the two important palaces."

"This academy fought him for three hundred rounds, and although we forced him back, we were unfortunately stabbed..."

It really was that Ghost Mother Clan Commander!

When Chu Tianshu sensed the sword intent, he immediately realized that it must be a ferocious evil spirit.

This aura is somewhat similar to those ancient corpses that possessed souls in the Golden Triangle, but it is much more powerful.

Fang Tai's so-called "three hundred rounds of battle" is nothing but a sow letting out a fart.

After all, according to the white ape's confession, the Ghost Mother Clan's commander launched a surprise attack on the two important palaces, killing several academy leaders.

In the end, he was forced to retreat only after being fought off by the Heavenly Officials in the Heavenly Palace.

Even if the white ape's testimony isn't entirely credible, you can tell just by looking at Fang Tai's wounds.

The other person's knife only grazed his hand, yet the injury has persisted for so long without being completely healed.

"I've heard that the Ghost Mother clan mainly lives in the deep zone, but I've never had the chance to meet them. However, some of my clan's records document many of their characteristics."

Chu Tianshu pondered for a moment, “The reason this injury is so difficult to treat is because of the unique nature of the sword intent. Once it comes into contact with the soul’s mental power, it transforms the mental power into corpse poison.”

"The academy headmaster's attempt to fight against it using his own mental power is like adding fuel to the fire."

"If one relies on the mental power of others, those whose cultivation is similar to or lower than the Dean's will be of some use, but it will be a drop in the ocean."

"If their cultivation level is higher than that of the Dean, such as the Heavenly Official or Earthly Ruler, when they remove the poison, their mental power touches the Dean's soul, and is then touched by this sword energy, it may cause the corpse poison to undergo new changes."

Instead of saving him, Fang Tai might die on the spot.

Fang Tai nodded repeatedly as he listened.

After being injured, he was unable to remove the deadly poison from the sword energy on his own, so he thought of asking Lord Dizai for help.

That was also the assessment of the local ruler at the time, which told him that he could only endure it.

Only after the Heavenly Official recovers from his injuries, and the Heavenly Official and the Earthly Minister work together, can they remove the sword energy before it changes, without harming his soul.

"Does the miracle doctor have a good remedy?"

Chu Tianshu stared at the wound, remaining silent for a moment.

Feng Baili and Fang Tai both felt a little uneasy.

Little did Chu Tianshu know, he was intently studying the changes in the sword energy within the wound, inwardly praising it repeatedly.

"How could I not have thought of this change in the sword... there was such a change..."

“Good, good. My Taixu internal energy is both medicine and poison. It can also focus on stimulating the soul and feeding back to the body. His sword technique changes are perfect for incorporating into my technique.”

"However, to be able to unleash such a sword aura that is almost a perfect blend of yin and yang, intertwined with the life force of the wounded, using a soul-transformed ancient corpse and a body of yin and evil, the strength of this Ghost Mother Clan commander is truly remarkable..."

Chu Tianshu pondered in his heart, "Will it be a double no-leakage, or a single no-leakage, stepping into the correct return to light?"

As he pondered, he secretly exerted his strength, trying to see more changes in the sword energy.

Only by observing more changes can we be more confident in the subsequent treatment. Fang Tai's cheek twitched from time to time, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

During this time, Fang Tai suffered greatly from the sword energy and wished he could cut off his hand.

However, although the sword energy appeared to be on his left hand, it actually had a lingering effect that had reached the pine cone in his brain, the source of his mental power.

I cut off my left hand today, and if it recurs in a few days, I'll have to cut off my forearm too.

If this continues, before Tian Guan recovers from his injuries, Fang Tai will be left with only half a person.

Therefore, after being assigned to the 18th Battalion for support, he lived a secluded life, collected miraculous medicines, and focused solely on relieving his pain.

Chu Tianshu squeezed and kneaded his left hand, seemingly awakening his sense of pain step by step.

A moment later, Fang Tai's face was flushed red and his forehead turned blue.

Just then, a report came from outside the hall that someone was looking for Elder Feng.

While Feng Baili was still hesitating, Fang Tai immediately spoke up.

"Elder Feng, the affairs of the people are of utmost importance. How can you, at your age, not even have this much awareness? Go and handle the matter immediately!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Baili had no choice but to take his leave.

As soon as Fang Tai saw him leave, the sweat he had been holding back suddenly poured down his face and head, dripping cold sweat into his clothes.

"Headmaster, please sit tight, I'm about to administer the acupuncture."

Chu Tianshu finally saw through the changes in this wisp of sword energy. His pupils seemed to shrink to tiny dots, and in an instant, three needles had already pierced through.

Then three more sticks, but they didn't prick his hand; they stuck into Fang Tai's head.

On the other side, Feng Baili left the mansion and met with several middle-aged men and women.

The white crane, hidden high in the sky, used its magic to listen intently.

Chu Tianshu's earlier mention of riding a crane was merely a prelude; he might later reveal the white crane to everyone.

But what outsiders don't know is that this white crane is actually a master of magic.

In terms of sheer erudition, breadth of knowledge, and versatility of methods, He Lai surpasses Chu Tian Shu.

Bai He overheard the entire conversation that Feng Baili and his group had when they left.

"Elder, why did you go to Fang Tai's residence again? Could it be that you've finally managed to persuade him to hand over power?"

Feng Baili said, "Don't mention this matter."

The woman retorted, “Why don’t you mention that the improvement of the hearths in the Eighteen Camps was created by you, Elder? The mineral content of every brick and tile, the patterns and designs used, and the incantations used to bless them are all the result of our hard work.”

“The spell diagrams used when every building in the town was constructed, including our revised plans, were all taken away by the two palaces. Have we ever uttered a single complaint?”

The square bricks produced from the cursed ore have natural textures on their surface. Different architectural plans will lead craftsmen to choose different techniques when laying them.

Inside those walls, the texture of each overlapping brick is invisible to outsiders, and even the builders themselves would find it difficult to remember it all.

Only the spell diagrams, which were perfected during the construction process, could be fully recorded.

Those blueprints were as thin as cicada wings and as light as a feather; they would be collected by both palaces.

By performing a ritual to burn the diagram and then casting the ashes into ritual implements in sequence, the authority over a place is established.

Such important equipment, if left in the local area, will inevitably cause endless disputes.

Therefore, some insightful people in the public do not object to the two palaces taking it away and managing it uniformly.

"But the war has not ended and the water demons may attack at any time. Since the headmaster is in charge, why doesn't he help us regulate the town, ignite the fire pits, and speed up production?"

“We petitioned several times, but he only went through the motions. How can he win people’s hearts if he keeps this power in his hands?”

The woman gritted her teeth, her eyes bloodshot. "How many casualties did my 19th Battalion suffer? The town over there is almost completely ruined."

"Could it be that he'll only use the scepter when the Eighteenth Battalion turns into that state, and then send the ghosts to work in the fire pit?"

Feng Baili advised, "The two palaces are far-sighted and must have a long-term strategy. Although the techniques of cursing mines have been improved by us in various places over the years, the initial research and development were ultimately theirs."

"Isn't the source of such superb skills worthy of trust?"

Despite saying that, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly when he thought about how he had just recited two incantations in the hall and how the iron ruler had gotten close to him.

How much effort did everyone put into implementing the reconstruction plan of the 18th Battalion back then, with each step and each spell diagram?
That iron ruler was the very thing that carried authority.

It's a lie for Feng Baili to say he didn't want to get close to him.

However, Fang Tai was injured but still came to the front line to provide support, which Feng Baili greatly admired and did not want to offend him.

Once his injuries heal, perhaps he will become more open-minded.

A white crane, its form concealed high in the sky, folds its wings and stands atop a cloud.

The spirit world and the real world are very different in terms of terrain and area.

However, in reality, the city of Xuan Kingdom and Changzhou generally have a mirror image relationship.

The changes that Xuan Kingdom has promoted over the years have led to the arrogance of its ministers...

After becoming a reflection, is it perhaps upside down?
"Upside down?"

Chu Tianshu heard Bai He's telepathic message, his hands still fiddling with the needle, and he was also pondering something.

"The superiors are arrogant and domineering, while the subordinates are lenient and benevolent. What kind of mess is this?"

"Senior He, do you think Fang Tai's appearance can be matched with someone in reality?"

Bai He said, "Let the second part of my soul investigate."

It's quick to send the second part of the soul to change its image and search the entire population system.

Baihe quickly received a reply, and was somewhat surprised when she transmitted her voice: "No!"

Many people in Cheung Chau have developed a resemblance to real people.

Fang Tai, a high-ranking official, didn't receive one. Was it because he was a master, or because...?

"Please bow your head."

As Fang Tai lowered his head slightly, Chu Tianshu's gaze was fixed on the center of Fang Tai's head.

The Heavenly Eye of the Void suddenly opened.

(End of this chapter)