Chapter 62: Temple Master, Do You Know? I gave You⌠part 1
Two days later.
By the edge of a cliff, a black scorpion crawled up silently under the cover of night.
Yes, this place still had a distinction between day and night. The sun, moon, and stars rotated overhead, highly similar to the outside world, although Yun Wuxiang suspected the entire sky above them was fake.
After all, where would an Inheritance Dao Artifact get natural sun, moon, and stars? It was inside the Nine Venerables Secret Realm itselfâdefinitely an artificial product. It was just that the level of this artifice was comparable to gods, capable of changing heaven and earth.
Under the moonlight, the black scorpion moved forward, its tail raised high, swaying left and right in an arc like the beat of a little tune, cheerful and ethereal.
As it walked, the sky suddenly brightened. No, the surrounding environment changed.
Bright firelight illuminated the place as if it were day.
The sky darkened again; the shadows of a group of demons covered the black scorpion.
“Caught you, ghost scorpion.”
The speaking demon had short dark red hair and a tall build, radiating a strong aggressiveness all over, as if ready to fight a demon in the next second.
He looked at the black scorpion that suddenly appeared on the ground with a cruel sneer.
“You went through all this trouble to find me to set up a formation just to catch a wandering ghost?”
A Deer Horn Demon with three needle hairpins in her head sat dignifiedly to the side. The round eyes of a herbivore seemed less fierce compared to the sharp vertical pupils of other demons.
Upon closer inspection, those seemingly gentle eyes held only incomparable indifference, devoid of any emotion, as they fell on the black scorpion. “What is special about this wandering ghost?”
“Special? Specially deserving to die, does that count?” Yan Ye hung one arm in a sling, his face gloomy. Even the flames on the surrounding torches twisted along with his mood.
“Why isn’t this dead scorpion moving?”
“I think it’s scared silly.”
The demons looked at the motionless black scorpion in the formation, feeling something was wrong. One demon said, “Give him a stab, break one of his legs, see if he moves.”
As soon as the voice fell, the black scorpion in the formation began to scurry around. Its panicked appearance made the surrounding demons laugh.
“Isn’t it moving now?”
“Quick, break a leg.”
“What’s fun about a scorpion? Force his human form out first; I want to hear his wailing.”
Yan Ye: “I want one of his arms.”
“Then I want a leg.”
Zhan Beicheng didn’t have as many torturous thoughts as they did. “I only want his life.”
“Everyone, don’t rush. Before acting, dig out the Tianqing Fruits in his possession first.”
Man She walked out from the crowd of demons, squatting down to look at the black scorpion scurrying in the formation, a glimmer of dark light in his eyes.
“…Sister Lu Tu, why does this scorpion seem like a real scorpion?” After using his ability, Man She turned to look at the Deer Horn Demon.
“Hm? What I caught was indeed a ghost.” Lu Tu stood up from her seat and walked to the formation. After observing for a while, she said calmly, “The ghost aura on the scorpion is gone. The scorpion suddenly moving just nowâit should be that the ghost left the scorpion’s body.”
“I set up a ghost-trapping formation; why didn’t it trigger?” Lu Tu checked her formation. In her eyes, which retained only logic after sealing emotions, a logical confusion appeared. “The formation… has a hole?”
Yan Ye: “What do you mean? You let that ghost scorpion run away again?”
Lu Tu: “Didn’t run. Still in the house. I set up a formation outside the house too… The formation around the Tianqing Fruits has been triggered.”
All the demons in the house immediately turned to look at where the Tianqing Fruits were placed. A wisp of ghost aura was coiling around the Tianqing Fruits, and the fruits in the bamboo basket disappeared one by one.
Lu Tu: “Spatial fluctuation. He has a storage magical artifact.”
None of the demons in the room were listening to her analysis anymore; they were all busy catching the ghost.
However, this group of temporarily assembled demons had no tacit understanding, and some even held old grudges.
“Who’s the blind one hitting Laozi?”
“I was hitting the ghost scorpion; you were the blind one blocking my move!”
“It was you!”
“Stop yelling! Where’s the ghost scorpion? Where did he go?”
Behind the demons, laughter came from the empty trapping formation where only a black scorpion remained. “Hahahahaha, a bunch of idiots.”
Lu Tu’s belated notification sounded: “He drilled back into the formation.”
Man She rubbed his forehead. “Sister, next time, you don’t need to say things that everyone can see.”
“Whether they need to hear it isn’t important. It is my habit.” Lu Tu coldly refused.
Man She said helplessly, “Fine. You are a Sky Demon, your cultivation is high, do as you please.”
Inside the formation, Song Yilou tossed a Tianqing Fruit in his hand, smiling brightly as he took out a talisman paper and waved to the demons. “Goodbye, big idiots.”
He tore the talisman paper… nothing happened.
The air was quiet for two seconds. Lu Tu spoke, “I set up a space-forbidding formation. As long as the activity of space is suppressed, the spatial talisman in your hand cannot be used. Tell me how you drilled out of my formation, and during this time, I can prevent other demons from attacking you.”
Demons took the concept of admiring strength to the extreme. Lu Tu was the only Sky Demon present. Unless what she did was too outrageous and threatened themselves, it wouldn’t arouse opposition among the demons.
Song Yilou acted as if he hadn’t heard, speaking to the talisman paper: “Temple Master, help~”
[Tear that talisman.]
“Okay.” Song Yilou looked at the talisman paper, his gaze holding an indescribable weirdness, as if looking through the paper at its creator.
Under the unkind gazes of the demons, he first glanced behind the crowd, smiling even more maliciously than the demons.
What’s behind?
While the demons were turning their heads one after another, Song Yilou tore the talisman paper to shreds. A whirlwind appeared in the formation.
“Spatial field.” Lu Tu murmured. With a wave of her hand, she plucked two demons from the crowd and threw them into the formation.
“Ah!”
The scream stopped abruptly. The whirlwind settled; the formation was empty.
“That gust of wind stirred the spaceâno, it released a stable spatial field. With this spatial field, as long as one is within it, spatial talismans can be used normally.” Lu Tu analyzed unhurriedly.
Man She looked at her in astonishment. “You threw Yan Ye and Zhan Beicheng over?”
“I left marks on them. They are the leaders sent by the Flame Demon Clan and the Battle Demon Clan; they must have backup plans and won’t die easily,” Lu Tu said.
If something really happened, they could only blame their own bad luck and insufficient strength. Dying would be their own fault.
The Demon Realm was constantly at war. Except for blood relatives and a few close friends, all other demons were potential enemies. No one would have excess pity for themâor rather, demons didn’t have the emotion of pity to begin with.
Lu Tu picked up the torn talisman paper from the ground and pieced it together. “Send a message to His Highness Mu Mian. That ghost scorpion must have a master of talismans and formations by his side. For a wandering ghost to be so bold, his backer must have considerable cultivation. To meet him, it is safer to call a Demon Lord.”
“The ghost scorpion’s backer indulges him in causing trouble everywhere, offending both demons and the Green Tree Clan. How deep must his cultivation be to have such confidence?” As Lu Tu spoke, a white-haired figure flashed before her eyes.
She asked Man She, “Do you still remember that white-haired, red-eyed demon who suddenly appeared in the Illusion Tower?”
Man She looked composed, as if he hadn’t eavesdropped behind the stone statue. “Of course I remember. You suspect the ghost scorpion is with that white-haired demon?”
Lu Tu nodded slightly. “Appearing in the Secret Realm just as suddenly as the ghost scorpion, and able to break my formation from a distanceâsuch a demon is likely only that one.”
“Although that ghost scorpion’s cultivation is shallow, his methods are truly bizarre. Perhaps he is a pet kept by that person.”
Man She hinted quietly, “Why not a lover?”
Lu Tu pointed to the three hairpins on her head. “I have to rely on secret arts to seal my emotions to move freely in the Illusion Tower. That white-haired Great Demon needed nothing, and the tower’s core automatically gravitated toward him upon seeing him. It shows there is no desire in his heart.”
Man She: “Perhaps his cultivation is so high he isn’t affected by the formation?”
Lu Tu denied it immediately. “Impossible.”
ăOur Sect Master secretly entered when the Secret Realm opened last time. He was trapped until the end of the Secret Realm and expelled, never managing to walk out of the formation.ă
Hearing Lu Tu’s voice transmission, Man She’s pupils contracted.
Lu Tu’s Sect Master was also a Demon Lord.
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