Chapter 0: 84. I Remember Now
“Why must you deny it, esteemed son-in-law?”
“Deny? What Luo Wei Ban, Nine Saint Monarch, I’ve never even heard of them!” Qin Gou’s eyes were filled with confusion.
He still remembered that Xiao Congxin had once said that the biological father of the Nine Saint Monarch was a complete demon scum, and the Nine Saint Monarch herself had always wanted to eliminate him. Therefore, it was naturally impossible for her to easily reveal that she was already helping Little White Dragon compete for the Nine Saint Monarch’s main consciousness.
“And if Your Excellency insists on quibbling and still refuses to tell me the real reason you know my origin.”
As soon as the words fell, the Bud of Taihuang locked onto the head of the red-robed sacred image.
“Stop! I am not a demon god, but this is indeed a Demon God Sacred, esteemed son-in-law, do not cause a great disaster!” Luo Cangming screamed.
“Are you implying that you have been dwelling within this Demon God Sacred all along?”
“Dwell? I was imprisoned.” Luo Cangming’s tone carried a hint of deep-seated resentment, “I don’t even remember how long I’ve been sealed in this sacred image, unable to speak, unable to see, and in great torment! It was only in recent years that the seal loosened, and I could finally breathe!
Although I can also use this supreme sacred image to display some profound powers, such as controlling your demon bloodline as I did just now, causing you unbearable pain, or even moving you from the selection space to the Demon Lord’s Tower, I am still just a bird in a cage, a prisoner.”
Upon hearing this, Qin Gou asked in surprise, “Sealing a divine soul within a Demon God Sacred? Who could have such a grand scheme? Moreover, this place is called the Land of Demon God’s Decree. Did the legendary, omnipotent Demon God not notice that his sacred image had been desecrated?”
“If I hadn’t stopped your attack in time, it might have alarmed the Demon God. But you mentioned the so-called ‘Demon God’s Decree’… beings as profound and incomprehensible as the Demon God, I’m afraid it’s impossible for him to issue a decree in tens of thousands of years. Anyway, I have been cultivating in the Demon Race Abyss for thousands of years, and I have never personally witnessed the Demon God’s majesty. However, the power that this sacred image now grants me truly makes me believe that the Demon God does exist.”
Luo Cangming subtly shifted the topic, not mentioning the reason for his sealing at all. He sighed sorrowfully, “And for this incomparably noble sacred image, no living being in the abyss would dare to scan it with spiritual power, for it would be no different from blaspheming the divine. This is also one of the reasons why I haven’t been discovered yet. But what’s the use? Even though I can now communicate, I wouldn’t dare to tell the truth to any Demon Lord.”
Hearing this, Qin Gou became even more interested in the person who sealed Luo Cangming. The Demon God Sacred Image that “he” feared offending, “he” dared to seal a divine soul into it. Such unbridled audacity, was it perhaps done by the Nine Saint Monarch, Luo Wei Ban, herself?
And if, as Luo Cangming said, the Demon God had not appeared for a long time and his whereabouts were unknown, and everyone else only dared to respectfully look at this sacred image from afar, this item was simply the best choice for imprisoning others. To know that so many people had bowed before him, yet he could not speak, constantly living in fear, was an unimaginable despair and malice.
“Then, what is your purpose in moving me to the Demon Lord’s Tower through such great effort?” Qin Gou frowned. “You should know the great risk involved.”
Luo Cangming was silent for a moment, then frankly said, “If I want to regain my freedom, I must have a new body! At that time, through the power of the sacred image, I discovered the abnormality in your bloodline, esteemed son-in-law. It was sometimes extremely pure, and sometimes appeared mixed and chaotic, very similar to my former body, which was a hybrid of human and demon. You were a perfect candidate for soul possession. Who would have thought it was you! You and I, father-in-law and son-in-law, truly have a deep connection.”
“No, Your Excellency clearly saw that I could change my bloodline at will, and you could no longer suppress my demonic blood with the power of that sacred image, which is why you had to stop.” Qin Gou’s lips curled upwards as he hit the nail on the head.
Luo Cangming forced a laugh, “If I had known it was you, esteemed son-in-law, I would never have acted so coldly. Moreover, with your methods, it should be a piece of cake to help me find a perfect candidate for soul possession.”
“Why should I help you?” Qin Gou spread his hands in disbelief. “It’s all your word from beginning to end. I haven’t even settled the score for you calling me ‘esteemed son-in-law’ repeatedly, trying to get something for nothing.”
Qin Gou’s greatest advantage at this moment was that he already knew that Luo Cangming was as cunning as a fox. Perhaps this person knew that he had amnesia from the very beginning, which was why he desperately tried to get close to him, intending to confuse their true relationship.
After all, even the Nine Saint Monarch herself considered her father a monumental demon scum! Like attracts like. If Qin Gou had truly been close and friendly with Luo Cangming, what would that make the Celestial Master himself?
“I’m taking advantage? You brat are still so disrespectful, just like back then when you dared to call me brother day in and day out… Your current amnesia must be due to some accident.” Luo Cangming let out a bitter laugh filled with nostalgia. “I wonder if this item can remind you of anything?”
As soon as the voice fell, a silver ribbon, sharp and emanating a chilling glint, flew out from the sleeve of the red-robed sacred image.
Qin Gou, with a vigilant expression, protected himself with the Bud of Taihuang. Upon closer inspection, his expression suddenly changed.
“That’s…”
A Ban Qin Saber!
Qin Gou had thought that apart from the one in his hand, the other eight Ban Qin Sabers were all sealed in Mo Qingyang’s dungeon. He never expected that Luo Cangming would also have one, and even more than one.
And if Luo Cangming was truly sealed by the Nine Saint Monarch herself, why would she specifically leave behind a Ban Qin Saber? Both Xiao Congxin and Jing Le, Ao Ai, had said that the Nine Saint Monarch and the Ban Qin Sabers were inseparable, treasuring them as if they were their own lives.
“I feel a sense of familiarity with this item. May I examine it carefully?” Qin Gou asked politely.
“Of course.”
The Ban Qin Saber lightly fell into Qin Gou’s hand.
Qin Gou, as if wiping fine jade, carefully stroked the blade as thin as a cicada’s wing. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically. “I remember everything!”
“Is that true?” Luo Cangming’s voice was filled with surprise.
“Indeed!”
Qin Gou nodded excitedly, his expression ecstatic. “I have completely recalled it. This treasure was personally forged by me. I can even clearly sense the profound connection between myself and it. After it fell into my hands, it was as excited as an old friend reunited after a long separation, waiting for a thousand years, longing for a thousand years, all for… its return to its original owner!”
With that, Qin Gou shoved the Ban Qin Saber into his Nas, his hand speed incredibly fast like a gust of wind, smooth and flowing, a single, perfect motion.
“Forgive me for making you wait!”
