The Heavens begin by inheriting their grandfather's cheat ability

If it is indeed a technique passed down from Lingjiu Palace, then it truly interests Shi Zhongyu.

Thanks!

After bowing to the man, Shi Zhongyu went upstairs.

The next morning, Shi Zhongyu got out of bed.

According to his itinerary, after destroying the Blood Shadow Sect, he should immediately head to the Poison Scorpion Sect in the Jingjue Sand Sea.

The Poison Scorpion Cult was notorious in the Western Regions, even more hated than the Blood Shadow Cult.

They also robbed caravans, and in addition, they kidnapped young girls and children to practice evil martial arts.

Even if the patriarch didn't mark such a sect on the map, Shi Zhongyu wouldn't hold back if he encountered it.

After destroying the Blood Shadow Sect, Shi Zhongyu improved his swordsmanship and internal strength considerably.

Just as his grandmaster said, he practiced martial arts in seclusion at the Snow Mountain Sect and his skills were quite good.

However, even after arriving in the martial arts world, he still lacked practical skills.

Fortunately, his level of understanding far surpassed that of anyone he had ever met.

For example, Zhou Long and Zhou Hu, these twin brothers, together they are only comparable to a weak first-rate existence.

It is far inferior to jade in stone.

Or perhaps it was the leader of the Blood Shadow Sect.

It is only a weaker existence among the top-tier ones, relying on its own lightness skill.

Unfortunately, they encountered Shi Zhongyu, whose lightness skill was equally abnormal.

In the martial arts world of the Western Regions, top-tier masters are far inferior to those in the Central Plains.

This is also why they have been able to exist for so long.

Shi Zhongyu did not underestimate the martial arts community of the Western Regions because of this; there were some quite powerful individuals among them, but they simply did not reveal themselves.

"Now that we've come across a martial arts manual, we should go take a look!"

"Let the Scorpion Cult members live a little longer!"

The story of the divine martial arts manual spread like wildfire throughout Broken Soul Town.

Wearing a bamboo hat, Shi Zhongyu found a tavern and sat down. Without making any inquiries, he learned the location of the divine skill.

There is a cliff called Broken Soul Cliff to the west of Broken Soul Town, and in the center of that cliff is a cave.

The martial arts manual is inside the cave.

It is said to have been passed down by an old swordsman who gathered herbs.

swordsman?

Would a secret manual be leaked after it was discovered?

Shi Zhongyu inquired further and learned that the old swordsman was seriously injured and on the verge of death, but was saved by a pharmacist. He then shared this information with him.

Unfortunately, the pharmacist couldn't keep the secret, and it gradually spread.

His arrival in Broken Soul Town was merely a coincidence.

Shi Zhongyu exclaimed, "If there is such a thing as divine skill, then this skill is truly destined for me!"

He put down the silver, got up and left, then rode his horse towards the Cliff of Broken Souls.

On the way to Broken Soul Cliff, Shi Zhongyu frequently saw groups of three or five martial arts travelers heading towards the same destination.

"With so many people, how could such divine skills still remain?"

Shi Zhongyu held little hope.

That's true, but he still wants to go and see.

If the divine skill had already been taken away, it wouldn't have spread widely; instead, it would have led to fierce competition and killings.

The further west Shi Zhongyu went, the more desolate the terrain became, with sand and soil everywhere.

Further ahead, many steep mountain peaks appeared.

Half a day later, Shi Zhongyu stopped Qianlixue not far from a cliff.

He looked at the cliff in front of him. The cliff was dark red, steep as if it had been cleaved by a knife and axe. Clouds and mist rolled between the cliffs, and the wind howled like the wailing of ghosts.

The cliff was so high that its top was invisible, and many martial arts practitioners stood below.

Upon closer inspection, Shi Zhongyu noticed that many people were climbing the cliff.

"These people are so harmonious!"

He discovered that these people did not fight each other over a martial arts manual.

Just as Shi Zhongyu was about to go over and ask some questions, he suddenly heard the sound of a continuous stream of horses' hooves.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw several plumes of gray-black dust rising from the sand in the distance.

The sound of horses' hooves grew louder as they approached, and figures emerged from the dust.

Soon, Shi Zhongyu recognized the person who had come.

The newcomers were all dressed in black robes and wore scorpion-patterned masks.

Everyone carried a strong aura of malevolence.

Shi Zhongyu looked more closely and noticed that the people who came all had curved knives hanging from their waists and iron cages hanging next to their saddles.

cage?

Shi Zhongyu's eyes narrowed as he saw black scorpions inside the cage.

Each scorpion is the size of an adult's fist.

It wasn't just Shi Zhongyu who saw it; some martial arts practitioners at the foot of the cliff also saw it.

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

"They're from the Scorpion Cult!"

Some people showed disgust upon hearing the words "Poison Scorpion Cult," while many others looked on with fear.

As they watched the approaching Scorpion Cult members, they couldn't help but show expressions of tension.

Soon, the Scorpion Cult members arrived.

The leader dismounted and swept his gaze across all the martial artists below the cliff, making no attempt to conceal the ferocity in his eyes.

"This place has long been designated as a forbidden area by my Poison Scorpion Sect. I ask you all to give me face and not covet my sect's divine skills."

Some people were not convinced.

"On what grounds?"

The leader of the Poison Scorpion Cult suddenly sneered. He raised his hand and waved it, and the cultists behind him immediately drew their scimitars.

Shi Zhongyu could see that the blades in the hands of those cultists glowed with a ghostly green poisonous light, and they quickly surrounded the people below the cliff.

Moreover, each member opened the cage they carried with them.

As the scorpion cages were opened one by one, fist-sized venomous scorpions crawled rapidly across the sand, approaching the crowd.

Just as everyone was tense, the man in the lead blew his whistle.

Those scorpions actually stopped in their tracks and didn't take another step forward!

The leading man stared at the man who had spoken.

"Are there any other questions?"

The man dared not speak.

The man in the lead smiled and then held up three fingers.

"You have three breaths to get ten miles away. Anyone who dares to stay even a step longer will be fed to the scorpions!"

As he spoke, he blew his whistle again, and then the scorpion made way for the people below the cliff.

Just as everyone was about to leave, a series of decadent and lewd musical instruments suddenly drifted from afar.

These sounds were accompanied by a woman's coquettish laughter and a man's strange howl.

As the sound grew closer, Shi Zhongyu saw a group of scantily clad, heavily made-up, alluring men and women escorting several ornate sedan chairs as they approached on the sand.

The closer the procession got, the more Shi Zhongyu found the music unrestrained and jarring.

Some women, in particular, have a captivating and seductive laughter, yet it also carries a chilling and eerie quality.

Among the crowd were experienced martial arts practitioners who exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the approaching group.

"They're actually from the Blissful Heretic Sect!"

Upon hearing these words, the martial arts practitioner's expression changed repeatedly.

The Western Regions Poison Scorpion Sect and the Blissful Evil Sect are both notorious and feared heretical sects.

Today, the Poisonous Scorpion Cult came, and now the Blissful Evil Sect has arrived.

The Evil Sect of Bliss blocked their way out.

These people are caught in a dilemma: should they leave or stay?

Shi Zhongyu stood at a distance on horseback, his figure quite prominent.

As he looked at the procession, he noticed two scantily clad girls sitting in sedan chairs.

She gave him a silly smile and pulled the thin veil on her shoulders down, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin on her chest.