In the future, Earth becomes a relic of the mythical era.

Chapter 68, Day Nine: The Hidden Dragon Should Not Be Used

Xie Lingxin stole a glance at Bai Ruhui.

Although he did indeed have a "I don't care whether I live or die, the Man in the Iron Mask must die!" mentality, he wasn't entirely without his own agenda.

Bai Ruhui's attitude clearly showed hesitation.

His hesitation shows that he is indeed wary of the Iron Mask's identity, but he is not entirely without the intention and confidence to kill him.

This is the case.

Bai Ruhui waved his hand and said, "Let's leave it at that. After you all leave, don't talk nonsense. Keep your mouths shut."

Xie Lingxin chuckled: "Teacher Bai, are you going to take the blame for me?"

"I bother!"

Bai Ruhui was a calm, experienced, and refined man, but even he couldn't help but feel a little exasperated at this moment.

However, I managed to suppress the urge to swear.

He sighed softly and said, "It's our responsibility that Huo Shan encountered such an accident. We won't push the burden onto you. Don't worry."

"Alright, remember what I said. If anyone persists in their accusations, just say that you encountered the White Lotus Demon while dealing with that female ghost, and that you tried to profit from it but were instead harmed by the female ghost."

With a backhand slap, lightning flashed, and the Iron-Faced Man's physical corpse exploded into pieces.

Within seconds, it gradually blurred and disappeared.

He addressed the group in a lecture-like tone: "In the future, if you want to silence someone in the domain, destroy their spiritual body as soon as possible. Once the body disappears, it means that their consciousness has completely ceased to exist, and it will be impossible for others to dig anything out of them."

Xie Lingxin's eyelids twitched upon hearing this.

This old white guy is no pushover either.

Bai Ruhui looked up at the dark night: "It's about time. This time the White Lotus demon caused trouble, so to prevent any further accidents, tidy up this place and you can leave the domain."

Xie Lingxin and the others exchanged glances but didn't ask any further questions.

Besides the legendary power, the female ghost also dropped the essence of the seven emotions, which seemed to be the Iron Mask's target.

I don't know what the use is.

Cui Hong and the others said that Xie Lingxin killed the female ghost, and that the legendary power and the essence of the seven emotions would naturally belong to him.

Xie Lingxin, of course, was at a loss for words.

Eighteen clay figurines, 18 spiritual essences. Xie Lingxin took half, and the other half was divided equally among the three.

Without their delay, Xie Lingxin, even with the true form of the Thunder Ancestor, would not have had the chance to kill that female ghost.

Everyone was very satisfied.

But no one was happy about it.

After all, five people came, and four returned.

"Huoshan's body..."

After packing his things, he returned to the place where Huo Shan had died.

Looking at his mangled corpse, Xie Lingxin's voice was heavy.

"Ugh……"

Bai Ruhui sighed, "It was our oversight..."

Compared to before, Huo Shan's body had become much more blurred and somewhat transparent.

Before long, it began to disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Until finally it was completely gone, as if it had never existed at all.

The mental body is connected to the six senses; its complete disappearance signifies that the physical body has died completely.

"..."

A moment of silence.

Bai Ruhui broke the silence, looking at the golden knife in Xie Lingxin's hand: "You should send this evil-repelling golden knife back to the Huo family."

Zhu Wenjie said in a low voice, "Keep it for now, we'll go to the Huo family together in a few days."

The reason for waiting a few days is that the Huo family definitely needs time to accept the situation.

Xie Lingxin nodded.

Bai Ruhui then took out a pen and drew a line in the air, creating a doorway.

This pen, also manufactured by the Federation, records the portal coordinates and can open the door back.

After seeing Xie Lingxin and the others off, Bai Ruhui let out a long sigh.

Sensing the lingering aura of dark lightning all around, his expression shifted unpredictably.

"Did he really comprehend the power of carrying thunder from the 'Mountain Carrying Diagram'?"

As a master of Nanhe Wudang, he naturally knew that the Mountain-Carrying Diagram and the Thunder-Bearing Diagram shared the same origin.

Although it was artificially divided into two parts, there is actually still a connection between them.

However, it is already difficult for an ordinary person to master even one of these diagrams.

It's simply incredible that someone could comprehend the two stances of "Carrying Mountains" and "Bearing Thunder" based on just a fragment of a painting.

It seems I must report this to my senior brother, the sect leader.

Whether it was snatching Xie Lingxin from General Jin's hands or the turmoil following the death of the Iron-Faced Monk, only the sect leader could withstand it.

……

Cui family.

"You're back? I know what happened in the realm. You did a good job."

The speaker was Cui Hong's grandfather, Cui Pu.

An old man with a bald head and brows, but with a snow-white goatee growing under his chin.

The Cui family was a prominent clan in Leizhou, and he was one of the main participants in this domain trial, responsible for monitoring any unexpected events that occurred within the domain. Naturally, he knew some things.

Cui Hong said in a low voice, "Grandpa, I was not skilled enough and caused Huo Shan's death..."

Cui Pu shook his head: "The art of divination is not foolproof. Since ancient times, who has been able to foresee all the secrets of heaven?"

"All we can do is glimpse one possibility from among countless possibilities, and how much we can deduce from that one possibility depends entirely on our wisdom."

"Huoshan... such is its fate, it has nothing to do with anyone else."

Cui Hong was still troubled. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Grandpa, I obtained two divinations in the realm..."

He recounted how he had simultaneously calculated the Kan and Qian hexagrams, and also shared his conjectures.

However, the terrible misfortune befell Huo Shan.

Great fortune... It seems nothing can match this divination.

Xie Lingxin? Although they did kill the female ghost and gained a lot, they also obtained quite a bit.

But it doesn't match the hexagram.

Upon hearing this, Cui Pu stroked his white beard and said, "Good fortune may contain misfortune, and misfortune may contain good fortune; neither of the two hexagrams, Kan or Qian, will be the cause."

"As you said, the Kan hexagram corresponds to Huo Shan alone."

"This Qian hexagram... could indeed correspond to Xie Lingxin's body."

"But it's not what you think he can bring you."

"It is a manifestation of his own fortune."

Cui Hong was puzzled: "One's own fortune?"

Cui Pu said, "The Qian hexagram has nine lines. The first line is 'Hidden dragon, do not act.'"

"A dragon soars to the heavens not by leaping up in one go, but by lying dormant for a long time."

"If your divination is correct, this hidden dragon is likely to become a force to be reckoned with. If it can lie low and wait for the right time, it will be like a dragon emerging from the field."

"The signs will naturally emerge then."

"Whether it is true or not, we will know in time."

"You don't need to overthink it. Since you and he have such a connection, and can be considered as friends through life and death, just let nature take its course. Don't force it, and don't worry too much."

"In the art of divination, the greatest taboo is having too much selfish desire."

Upon hearing this, Cui Hong let out a sigh of relief: "Grandpa, I understand, but... what about the clan management office..."

Cui Pu said, "We don't need to worry about this. Your new friend's destiny is like the first rays of the rising sun, like the gentle spring rain..."

Seeing the sigh on his grandfather's face, Cui Hong asked curiously, "Grandpa, what did you foresee?"

"What do you mean, 'calculate'? Do you think Grandpa is a god?"

"That……"

Cui Pu sighed, "It's obvious, the Environmental Protection Bureau has a giant Buddha statue..."

……

Shen asked at home.

Xie Lingxin opened her eyes.

The lamp of the heart before me has almost burned out.

Shen Wen still held the knife, sitting quietly to the side, closing his eyes to rest.

Seemingly noticing that he had woken up, she opened her eyes as well.

He visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now that it's over, let's go."

He had no interest in asking Xie Lingxin about her experiences and gains in the realm.

It's obvious he's just going to buy soy sauce.

He wasn't interested in anything else as long as he could come back alive.

"Have you been staying here for the past three days?"

Xie Lingxin said in surprise.

This is no easy task.

Shen Wen coldly replied, "You don't need to overthink it. I've always kept public and private matters separate."

Xie Lingxin instinctively wanted to retort.

However, Shen Wen's stern and unsmiling demeanor, despite not being as wicked as he seemed, made him appear utterly repulsive.

It inexplicably reminded him of Huoshan.

These two actually have some similarities in their awkward personalities.

"Ugh……"

He sighed and suddenly felt a little disheartened.

"I'm going back."

Shen Wen looked at Xie Lingxin, who suddenly seemed downcast, and was somewhat puzzled.

However, it's impossible to just open your mouth and ask.

After watching him leave, she silently followed him.

In fact.

Before the bureau withdraws its order to protect Xie Lingxin, Shen Wen will not allow him to go anywhere alone.

(End of this chapter)