Chapter 0: Fire Crow Bi Fang
Fortunately, no substantial spirit charm power appeared at the same time as the Scarlet Eyed Spirit Puppet spoke. Otherwise, upon their revival, the Nine Saint Monarch herself would probably have been stunned.
“This Saint Monarch, her name seems to be Luo Wei Ban…”
Suddenly, someone in the crowd seemed to recall something and exclaimed, “Could it be, ‘Nine Saint Monarch,’ who is known as the calamity and catastrophe of the three tribes of the Human-Devil Sea?!”
“We actually discovered the tomb of that Nine Saint Monarch!”
For a moment, some were terrified, some were ecstatic, their thoughts varied.
“Calamity?”
Luo Cangming murmured with deep eyes, “She was never a calamity.”
Upon hearing this, the dispersed cultivator who spoke first shot Luo Cangming a glance and sneered tauntingly, “Little brat Luo, when we get into the secret realm, it will be about genuine skills and abilities, not sucking up and flattering like you are now!”
“Spirit Puppet fellow daoist, after entering the secret realm, will slaughter spirit arts still be forbidden like outside?” Luo Cangming asked, his eyes narrowed.
“No,” the Scarlet Eyed Spirit Puppet replied in a deep voice.
“Thank you.”
“Little brat Luo, what do you mean by that?” the dispersed cultivator asked, his tone icy and daunting.
“I only said that the Nine Saint Monarch is by no means the so-called calamity you speak of, but I never said that this vengeful and incorrigible old man like myself would be any good.”
With that, killing intent exploded in Luo Cangming’s pupils. He took a step forward, entering the stone cave first.
“If you’re not afraid of death, follow me!”
“This little beast…” The dispersed cultivator’s face contorted with rage. He couldn’t understand why Luo Cangming, who had been so meek and subservient all along the way, had suddenly become like a different person, so audacious and filled with killing intent.
Since the first person had already entered the stone cave, the Scarlet Eyed Spirit Puppet said no more and immediately signaled everyone to enter together.
Following closely behind the Scarlet Eyed Spirit Puppet, they passed through a long, pitch-black tunnel where one could not see their hand in front of their face. The spacious and bright underground palace opened up before them, taking their breath away.
However, Ao Banwei, the Little White Dragon, was surprised to find that at this moment, besides herself and the Scarlet Eyed Spirit Puppet, there were no other figures around.
They had all been silently teleported to who knew where.
“The aura of the Saint Monarch has indeed changed somewhat from before,” the Scarlet Eyed Spirit Puppet suddenly bowed respectfully to Ao Banwei.
Ao Banwei’s expression was startled, “I actually…”
“You don’t need to explain, please follow me.” With that, the Scarlet Eyed Spirit Puppet led the way again. “You are the first Little Saint Monarch to arrive at this secret realm. My lord left a letter to be given to you.”
“Is it a letter from the Nine Saint Monarch?”
“Precisely.”
Soon, the Scarlet Eyed Spirit Puppet produced a well-preserved jade slip and solemnly handed it to Ao Banwei.
As she opened the jade slip and read it carefully, Ao Banwei could clearly feel her heart racing. She had always wanted to understand what her other self in this world was like many years ago.
‘Good child, quickly go to Chu Zhou and find a human named Qin Gou. You may not know who he is now, but he will always be worthy of your trust.’
As soon as she read the first line, Ao Banwei’s eyes lit up, and a look of ecstatic joy spread across her small face. Although the legends of the Nine Saint Monarch made her feel very unacquainted with her, it seemed that their thoughts were indeed connected.
Not fearing the cold or heat, waiting patiently and staying together, finally successfully becoming a disciple of Master was definitely the most correct choice she had made in this life.
‘After finding him, I want you to become his sincerely admired and respected instructor, at all costs, by any means necessary. This is of utmost importance! That scoundrel, he just likes…’
It’s over.
Seeing this part, the Little White Dragon’s smile froze.
‘And then, you can teach him strictly. The stricter you are, the more impressed you will be by his rapid progress. If he doesn’t listen to discipline, you can even beat him boldly!’
“Who’s beating whom?” Little Banwei shivered.
‘Anyway, as Master Sister, bullying him is a form of playful affection and a labor of love, which is natural and right… As for if his cultivation has already far surpassed yours, then become his friend. Do not be his enemy, and at least maintain a dignified stance. Remember, this is absolutely the bottom line of this venerable self, ‘Generation Saint Master’ Luo Wei Ban!’
What the heck is a Generation Saint Master? Why does this tone sound so familiar!
Of course, the Little White Dragon at this moment had no time to consider such trivialities.
She gently put down the jade slip in her hand, her bright and enchanting golden eyes shining. Her delicate and beautiful small face looked exceptionally awkward.
“Uh, that is indeed the Saint Monarch sister’s bottom line, not Banwei’s bottom line! After all, it’s too late. Banwei’s thoughts are now completely opposite to Saint Monarch sister’s! I also… just like it this way!”
…
“Stop right there! Are you the person in the lead from before?”
A cultivator wearing a blood-red robe coldly asked Qin Gou.
“That’s right,” Qin Gou nodded slightly, calm and composed. “What, have you already impatiently decided to fight me as soon as we officially entered the secret realm?”
“I ask, you answer.”
The red-robed cultivator’s tone revealed an arrogant sense of entitlement, as if he were the descendant of a pampered aristocratic cultivation family. “Why did you leave alone with that Luo kid by the lake earlier? What were you plotting?”
“It was just an accidental reunion of old friends. We were both very surprised by each other, that’s all,” Qin Gou said with a shrug and a faint smile.
“How can you make me believe you?” the red-robed cultivator asked, his eyes narrowed.
“I don’t need you to believe me,” Qin Gou said casually, slightly amused, and made to choose another path to leave.
“Wait!”
The red-robed cultivator suddenly blocked Qin Gou’s path, looking him up and down and saying, “Your Profound Technique seems very special. I can’t judge your cultivation level at all. Even if I close my eyes and just sense your aura, I might mistake you for a mortal.”
“In other words, if you can continue to suppress your aura to an imperceptible level, your attacks will be unpredictable once you make a move. You would definitely be an excellent helper in this secret realm! Are you willing to be of service to me?”
“Not interested,” Qin Gou replied listlessly and moved his steps.
“Have you thought it through? My name is Yan Qiyang, and I am from the Fire Crow Bi Fang Clan of West Qin Mountain! If you, a human, have any discernment, you must have heard of my clan’s fame!” Yan Qiyang shouted loudly.
Instantly, Qin Gou stopped in his tracks. His slender back was like a long spear plunged into the earth’s mantle, cold and sharp.
“Are you the Fire Crow Bi Fang that is rumored to have annihilated the entire ‘Mi Tian Ye Huang’ clan, and a single sentence of ‘the law is not passed to Ye Huang Xie Yu’ could make countless Spiritual Beast Tribes tremble in fear?”
“Precisely!” Yan Qiyang smiled proudly, his expression filled with pride.
