Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 206 is just the right time for you to tell me your sad stories and cheer me up.

"How can someone so young be so blind?"

The boy in the yellow shirt walked to the edge of the pool:

"Lower your head."

Upon hearing this, Biyao looked down and saw that the red stone on the cave ceiling was reflected in the pool in a shape resembling a palm.

Ignoring the fact that she was getting wet, she jumped into the pool, bent down, and pressed her hand down into the water where her palm should be.

“Fool, there are seven red stones, and you only extend one hand.”

The young man in the yellow shirt said leisurely:
"Could it be that the demonesses of the Demonic Cult are special, with seven fingers on one hand?!"

Biyao rolled her eyes in exasperation, then immediately stretched out her left hand and found two small protruding stones next to the reflections of the other two red stones, and pressed them down.

With a piercing and heavy "clattering" sound, the stone wall behind the water curtain slowly receded, revealing an opening.

"Witch, we've entered your demonic sect's territory. Why don't you lead the way?"

Biyao snorted coldly and stepped into the cave entrance, with the young man in yellow following behind her.

The two ventured deep into the dark tunnel, and before they reached the end, they came across a stone chamber.

Inside, there are two huge stone statues: one with a kind face and a smile, and the other with a ferocious and menacing appearance, a black face, demonic horns, eight arms, and four heads.

Seeing that Biyao was about to offer incense to the two evil gods, Zhuang Buran said directly:
"You can continue your prayers, I'll go first."

Biyao immediately turned her head and, seeing the yellow-robed youth disappear, she abandoned the solemn ceremony of paying homage and quickly chased after him.

“Zhang Xiaofan, what time is it? You’re still arguing with me about righteous and demonic sects. Don’t you know that only by working together can we have a chance of survival?”

"If I remember correctly, you've always been the one holding me back."

The boy in the yellow shirt said as he walked:

“When I told you there was danger at first, you not only didn’t listen, but you also thought I wanted to keep the treasure of the Dripping Blood Cave for myself.”

"Below the cliff, I discovered the cave in the old tree. Once inside, I told you about the location of the Blood-Dripping Cave mechanism, but you searched for a long time before I had to point it out to you."

"Having finally entered the real Blood-Dripping Cave, instead of finding a way out, you devoutly worship some evil god. You..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking."

Biyao felt increasingly ashamed as she listened, and quickly stepped forward.

Before long, they came to the entrance of a cave. Outside the cave stood a stone tablet with the words "Heaven and Earth are ruthless, treating all things as straw dogs" inscribed on it.

The two glanced at it briefly before making their way to the bottom of the cave. There, in front of a smooth stone wall, was a blue stone platform with a skeleton sitting cross-legged. There was also a tunnel on each side of the stone wall.

"There's nothing to see in the dead skeletons. Let's each go one side and see if there's a way out."

The boy in the yellow shirt walked towards the left tunnel, while Biyao glanced at the skull and then walked towards the right tunnel.

The tunnel on the left leads directly to a stone chamber, whose stone walls are covered with dense text, and the first few words are the first volume of the Heavenly Book.

The young man in yellow quickly finished reading the celestial script carved in the stone chamber, a slight smile playing on his lips as he thought to himself:
"As expected of the Heavenly Book, it clearly explains the Taoist concept of controlling the body with nature, the Buddhist emphasis on understanding one's own nature, and the extreme and peculiar nature of the various supernatural powers of the Demonic Sect."

The terrifying aura emanating from him vanished in an instant, and deep within his eyes lurked the image of a human-headed dragon standing on a Bagua diagram of gods and demons.

"It wasn't easy. I reached the third level of the outer realm of the Fengyun World, the fourth level of the outer realm of the Shaobai and Shaoge World, and today I have reached the fifth level of the outer realm. My moves have finally gained the power to destroy an area of ​​dozens of miles."

Zhuang Buran's eyes darkened slightly:
"In this world, a cultivator at the Taiqing Realm can destroy a continuous mountain range with a single strike if they activate the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation. It seems that I can do that as well."

"No rush. Once you obtain the five volumes of the Heavenly Book, understand the laws and principles of this world, and integrate them into the Dharma form you are refining, you will enter the sixth level of the Outer Realm."

At this moment, Biyao entered the stone chamber, and noticed a delicate golden bell in her hand. Just as she was about to speak, she saw the celestial script on the stone wall and said:
"You, Zhang Xiaofan, you call yourself a righteous person? Don't you know that the Heavenly Book is a classic text of our Holy Sect, passed down from ancient times to the present day? All the supernatural powers and techniques of the Holy Sect disciples are derived from this Heavenly Book."

Biyao's eyes sparkled, and she said with a smile:
"You dare to peek at the Heavenly Book here? Don't you want to become a disciple of the Qingyun Sect and come to join my Holy Sect?"

"ignorance."

Zhuang Buran's expression was inscrutable:
"From what you've said, I understand that you don't understand the Heavenly Book and are unaware that the current methods of cultivation for Taoism, Buddhism, and demons all evolved from the Heavenly Book."

"What?" Biyao looked incredulous. She couldn't believe that the cultivation methods of Taoism, Buddhism, and Demonism all came from the same source, and she was also extremely shocked that the yellow-robed youth could understand the obscure and mysterious heavenly book and comprehend its essence.

She couldn't help but look at the first volume of the Heavenly Book, but the more she looked, the bigger her head felt, and she realized that she couldn't understand the meaning of the words at all.

"Take your time looking around. I'll go find some escape mechanisms."

Zhuang Buran turned and walked out of the stone chamber. He came to the seated skeleton, waved his sleeve, and shattered the skeleton into dust.

"A dignified leader of the demonic sect, yet you can't see through the word 'love'. I feel ashamed of you, and even more so of those righteous and demonic people who died at your hands."

After tea time.

Biyao stepped out of the stone chamber and saw the young man in yellow leaning against the stone wall, looking bored. A playful look appeared on her pretty face.
"It seems you also have times when you're at a loss. As the old saying goes, one man's plan is short-sighted, but two men's plans are long-sighted."

Zhuang Buran gestured with his eyes to the lines of small characters carved on the stone wall, which Biyao looked at with some confusion.

"This seems to be telling a sad story, where the woman is heartbroken and the man is filled with regret in the end."

Biyao suddenly remembered something, looked at the small golden bell in her hand, and said thoughtfully:

"I never imagined that Madam Jinling would fall in love with that damned, heartless old devil. He must have betrayed her."

The boy in the yellow shirt interrupted:
"Why can't you ever focus on the important points? Didn't you notice that there are two words that are recessed, which match the little bell in your hand quite well?"

Biyao puffed up her cheeks in anger, feeling that she had never been disliked like this before, but after comparing it with the little bell, her mood instantly improved.

He immediately inserted the bell, but seeing no response, before the boy in the yellow shirt could speak again, he immediately tried turning it to the left and right.

"Kaka!"

The two retreated to a short distance away in an instant, and with a loud "boom," a layer of the stone wall collapsed.

Biyao eagerly went inside, but was greatly disappointed. It wasn't a cave or tunnel at all, but just lines of text.

"This is the 'Infatuation Curse,' a curse made from the lifeblood of a woman."

The young man in the yellow shirt approached, looked at it, and nodded:
"Your demonic sect is really good at this. You always sacrifice your essence, flesh, blood, and souls to gain the power to overcome the strong with the weak."

Having said that, he flicked his sleeve, and a gust of wind instantly swept away the writing on the stone wall:
"What's the point of keeping crooked and heretical practices around!"

"You recovered so quickly?" Biyao asked in surprise.

Zhuang Bu Ran said meaningfully:
"My cultivation is far deeper than you can imagine."

"Nonsense. If you were truly skilled, I wouldn't have been able to ambush you successfully." Biyao pouted.

The boy in the yellow shirt smiled and said:
"You look like an ordinary rich girl. If your family found you in danger, they would come to your rescue immediately."

"So, shouldn't we stop making trouble now?"

He paused and continued:

"I almost forgot, if I'm missing for too long, my master will definitely come looking for me."

Biyao, lost in thought, looked utterly dejected and whispered:

“My dad won’t come to save me; he’d rather I were dead right now.”

"Since we're just waiting to die anyway, we might as well tell you. It'll be a good opportunity for you to share your sad stories and cheer me up."

Biyao's face showed slight anger, as if she was about to make a move, but then she heard the young man in yellow say unhurriedly:
“We can compare our misery experiences and see if yours is more tragic than mine.”

Biyao was taken aback, and most of the resentment and anger in her heart disappeared.

"What are you standing there for? You're allowed to have a heartbreaking past, but I can't have an experience that makes me want to die?"

The boy in the yellow shirt waved his hand in greeting:

“This place is empty. There are a few prayer cushions in the stone chamber where you wanted to worship the gods. You can go there and chat slowly.”

(End of this chapter)