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"Hahahaha! Since when did the Hell's Tomb Sect become the Black Bat King's pet dog? It seems... you, this old man surnamed Xie, still want to curry favor with that Black Bat King."Why? Are you still convinced that your lord, the ugly bat, is dead? Do you still want to deny reality?" With a mocking voice, Bing Xin Mo taunted the leader of the Hell's Tomb Sect."Bastard! What do you mean by saying the Black Bat King is dead? Don't speak out of turn. Tonight's grand meeting was all organized by our leader, the Black Bat King!"Xie Wuming stared intently at Bing Xin Mo, his breath sounding ragged. His eyes flashed, and his anger surged.An aura of hostility instantly swept through the room, feeling like a bone-chilling cold wind.However, as if unafraid, Bing Xin Mo continued to insult him."Why are you foolish humans still denying the death of your lord? You are busy with grand gatherings, not noticing that the tide of war is about to begin."The white sect has already attacked, while y
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Zhi Zhu Shuang Ji.
The atmosphere suddenly froze as the voice echoed out, challenging the power of the Ice Heart Demon—Bing Xin Mo. All eyes were fixed on the two figures standing at the doorway of the cave, the entrance to the Sacred Tomb Sect's compound.They were a married couple who looked about sixty years old.The husband, despite his aging face, wore clothes that made him appear like a young man of twenty. His muscles protruded from underneath his tight-fitting clothes, showcasing his tall and well-built physique. His face was grim and cruel, while his white hair was left unbound.The wife, on the other hand, looked very presentable. Her snow-white hair was styled with clips, forming a neat bun on top of her head. A gold bun adorned with pearls added contrast to her aged and wrinkled face, which was still enhanced with heavy cosmetics."Who are these two crazy individuals?" whispered a cultivator in the crowd."They dare to challenge the Ice Heart Demon? Are they seeking death?" added another in
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact The Pulse of the Sword - Part I.
An old man wearing a red robe chimed in, "That's it, Zhu Hou is too arrogant. She should be taught a lesson."Another female cultivator, in a sarcastic tone, added, "She thinks she can defeat Bing Xin Mo with her dirty tricks? How naive.""Damn, shameless grannies!" screamed a black stream cultivator, a twenty-year-old young woman. Her face flushed with anger, her eyes flickering with disgust."The old woman has no morals!" shouted an older woman in red. From the start, she had hated Zhu Hou. "Why doesn't she cover her chest?"However, their commotion did not focus on Zhu Hou for too long.Snapping sounds rang out from the arena as Zhu Wang, the Spider King, looked enraged. He pounced on Bing Xin Mo with a shiny black sword, which clearly contained a very strong poison.When Zhu Wang's sword struck toward Bing Xin Mo, a pungent odor wafted everywhere, making the cultivators near the arena feel dizzy."Watch out... Black Spider Venom!" shouted a young cultivator, his eyes wide with fea
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Pulse of the Sword - Part II.
However, just as a sense of pride overflowed in Bing Xin Mo's chest and cultivator hysteria filled the atmosphere, a voice suddenly spoke in a cold tone. The voice was scornful, but it was so loud that it overpowered the commotion.The sound was piercing to the ears, like the night wind bringing bad news."Bing Xin Mo! Shameless old demon. Appointing himself as the leader of the black sect... when in fact this Bat King is still alive!"BAM!The commotion among the cheering cultivators instantly turned into silence. Even if a single hair fell, it would have been clearly heard. The air that had been filled with excitement now felt heavy and oppressive.The voice spoke in a soft yet threatening tone, sounding like a whisper in the ears of every cultivator. They all got goosebumps, imagining how powerful the person speaking was."Insolent! Who are you? If you're a man... let’s not hide! Show your face, and we’ll fight to determine the truth of my words! Don’t dare to speak furtively like
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Era of Chaos – Part I.
"So let’s get to the bottom of it now! Who deserves to be called the Great Leader of the Black Sect?" he continued in a tone full of authority and menace.As soon as he finished speaking, Bianfu Wang's body disappeared into a beam of dark light.WUSHBing Xin Mo gasped at the swift attack. He immediately released a stream of pure, poisonous air and slashed with his signature sword art."Frozen Ice Heart Sword Slash!"Cracking sounds rang out as Bing Xin Mo made the air freeze. Everyone instantly shivered, and many fell unconscious from the extreme cold.However, Bianfu Wang did not reduce his flying speed. His hand was already holding an old and cracked iron object, an ancient artifact. His lips softly uttered a word."Sword Pulse!"PANG!A violent clash ensued, and Bing Xin Mo's eyes widened in disbelief when he saw the air crack as the Sword Pulse struck and shattered his Ice Heart Sword.It didn’t stop there; Bing Xin Mo felt incomparable pain as the Sword Pulse sliced through his
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Era of Chaos – Part II.
The sound of thunderous shouts rang out, flooding the underground room with electrifying euphoria.Over a thousand cult leaders prostrated themselves and worshipped the Black Bat King, who stood on top of a dried-up branch of the oak tree.The faint glow of oil lamps and torches illuminated his figure dressed in a dark black robe, making him look like a terrifying giant bat.It was an oppressive and terrifying sight! The Black Bat King's shadow seemed to extend across the stone walls, giving the impression that he was part of the darkness itself.The meeting of the Black Stream cultivators began with a tense atmosphere. The dimly lit oil lamps and torches added to the gloomy ambiance in the large underground room.Tense and wary faces could be seen among the meeting participants.The main discussion was the cause of the disputes that had arisen, incurring the wrath of the White Sect. The sect leaders of the Black Stream whispered to each other, debating theories and speculations.As i
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Jin Hua Naynay's Noodle Shop - Part I.
After the Meeting in Xiang ForestAfter the cultivators of the cults returned from the meeting in Xiang Forest, the hatred and disputes between the two cults that had been trying to hold themselves back for a long time began to undergo an upheaval.The cold autumn air, coupled with the grudges burning in the hearts of the cultivators, intensified the tension between the two camps.It all started with the Silver Horse Expedition case. Ever since the incident in Qingsong Forest, where the leader and deputy leader of the Silver Horse Expedition were mysteriously killed, Young Master Tang Wei of the Tang Clan had been furious. His anger burned like an uncontrollable fire."This incident must be investigated! I suspect that there's a cult involved!" Tang Wei's voice echoed loudly, filling the Tang Family hall in the capital.He kicked the teak table, which broke in half. The power and force he applied in that moment of anger was the empty-handed art of the Khong Tong Sect. Wood chips flew
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Jin Hua Naynay's Noodle Shop - Part II.
"Deputy Leader Yuan, let’s take a short break at a roadside stall. Let’s drink a few cups of baijiu wine and eat hot noodle dumplings. I think it won’t hurt us, right?" Meng Jiang said while looking at Yuan Shuren.He didn’t know how long they had been traveling, but at this time of year, when the osmanthus leaves fell to the ground and the autumn breeze chilled their skin, every member of the expedition's stomach was rumbling.From a distance of ten meters, there was a hut made of bamboo with a thatched roof.The smell of garlic wafting from the meat broth made the twelve members of the expedition unable to hold back their drooling.The fragrance of the baijiu wine warming up in the fireplace, smelling up to ten meters away, made Meng Jiang unable to resist. With a nimble leap, he entered the simple food stall whose signboard read in large letters, "Jin Hua Nainai Tavern."(Jin Hua means Golden Flower, while Nainai means grandmother)"Jin Hua Nainai, please provide twelve large bowls
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The Chase Under the Full Moon – Part II.
Intentionally, as if caught by the patrolling Zhonglu Sect troops, he made those with high body lightening skills jump onto the ridge and performed a chase action on top of the Zhonglu Sect's ridge.Teng-teng!A clanging sound rang out, creating a stir in the Zhonglu Sect."After him, book thief!" "He just came out of the library, breaking into our sect's martial arts!"Noisy voices could be heard behind the Black Bat King; he just sneered the whole time. Finally, when the Black Bat King arrived at one of the ridges of an enormous building, he left his pursuers far behind.But at that moment, a deadly sword aura suddenly filled the atmosphere."Enough of your cat-and-mouse games, Black Bat King!"A middle-aged man stood upright like a needle in the corner of the building's vast ridge.In his hand was a sword that glinted in the moonlight, giving off a majestic yet terrifying impression. In a low but firm voice, the figure spoke."Return our Zhonglu Sect's martial arts book that you st
The Chase Under the Full Moon – Part I.
After the incident at Yinyue Mountain Peak, the martial world was in an uproar. This event created a huge wave in society, causing whispers and discussions everywhere.Stories of the Black Bat King breaking into the library at Yinyue Peak were increasingly being told.Through word of mouth, the story continued to evolve, adding color and detail that fascinated listeners.In restaurants, tea houses, and various entertainment venues throughout the Wriston Empire, storytellers and traveling artists even openly performed operas about the Black Bat King's magic, vividly portraying how foolish the Silver Moon Sect was that he defeated.When the opera was presented on stage, the melodious voices of the singers and the agile movements of the dancers depicted all the scenes perfectly, showcasing the extraordinary ability of the Black Bat King.The Black Bat King was finally portrayed as a superhero, captivating many.Consequently, the White Stream side became even angrier.They continued to se
Morning on Yin Yue Mountain – Part II.
The Black Bat King's hand stretched out, pushing the window with a smooth motion that made no sound. The wooden latticed window covered in Hanzi paper suddenly turned to dust, as if touched by a supernatural force.Inside the Silver Moon Sect's library, an atmosphere of silence prevailed. The Black Bat King climbed the stairs with light steps, heading toward an old bookcase labeled "Secrets." The scent of dusty old books and weathered wood filled the air, creating a mysterious aura.He lit the lighter and began to scrutinize title after title of the Silver Moon Sect's copy of the Book of Knowledge. The small light from the lighter cast shadows on the wall, adding to the dramatic feel."Where is this Silver Shadow Sword Dance Style, one of the Silver Moon Sect's most deadly techniques, hidden?" he murmured, his sharp eyes scanning each book carefully.He searched for a long time but had yet to find the sword technique he wanted. The Black Bat King was nearly desperate.Just then, a par
Morning on Yin Yue Mountain.
Although confused, Manager Su nodded quickly. "Yes, Protector Guo. In the next two days at the latest, I will deliver copies of the maps directly to Sanqing Temple."In the back of his mind, Manager Su wondered: What was Protector Guo's purpose in collecting the maps of these two white sects?>>>> The night at the top of Mount Yinyue, the headquarters of the Silver Moon Sect, was very quiet when the first drum sounded.Only the sound of the night breeze blowing softly caused the pine tree leaves to rustle, adding to the silence.Unfortunately, thick dew began to cover the leaves and freeze, so the fresh aroma of the Pine Forest seemed to be drowned out by the winter chill.A figure flashed quickly, jumping nimbly from one tree to another. Its wide cloak spread out like the wings of a large bat, giving it a frightening impression.When the gloomy moonlight fell on his face, there was only a cold look behind the black jade mask.He was Bianfu Wang, otherwise known as the Black Bat King
Tangye City Branch Office – Part II.
Eadric Rong's demeanor and way of speaking were much different now than before.He appeared meaner, more stern, and merciless. The two guards visibly trembled, their faces turning deathly pale.Hearing the young priest's words, the two guards immediately fell to their knees, tears streaming down their weathered faces. Their cries erupted, their voices hoarse and filled with fear."Forgive my blindness, Protector Guo," one of them wailed, his voice faltering."Please don't kill me. I still have a wife and child at home whom I need to support. Who will provide for them if I die?" added the other guard, his voice full of panic and desperation.Satisfied with scaring the two arrogant guards, Eadric Rong strode past them as they knelt fearfully, then directly into the hall. The sound of his footsteps echoed on the magnificent marble floor.Inside the hall, a beautiful woman sat behind the counter with a graceful posture and a cold gaze.The soft light from the chandeliers on the ceiling re
Tangye City Branch Office.
On this cold morning, Eadric Rong quickly cleaned the courtyard of Sanqing Temple. The air felt piercing against his skin, making his breath appear as thin vapor in the air.Although it was already mid-winter, snow had not yet fallen, and the leaves of the maple trees planted on the shrine grounds had already fallen. They looked dry without leaves, giving an impression of desolation and frost.Eadric Rong continued to sweep and organize the temple grounds to ensure they looked neat and clean for the pilgrims who came to pray.The sound of the broom scraping the ground echoed softly, mingling with the gentle breeze. The smell of wet soil and dry leaves filled the air, adding to the silence of the morning.Eadric Rong even lit a sandalwood-scented incense stick in the prayer hall. The thin smoke from the incense swirled around, spreading a soothing aroma that blended with the fragrance of the temple's old wood. After making sure everything was in order, he left.His face was smiling, as
Tangye City – Part II.
Although it was cramped, it provided the peace and quiet that Eadric Rong needed.Right now, the moon hangs over the horizon, and the air feels very cold.Winter is here, and although snow has not yet covered the ground, the air is already cold enough to make many people choose to stay indoors, reducing their outdoor activities.So, don't be surprised when it's the Hai Shi period, or 21:00 - 23:00, the streets of Tangye City are very quiet. No one is wandering around. Even traveling food vendors who usually use carts or carrying poles are nowhere to be seen on the streets.However, on that dark night, a shadowy figure seemed to dart from within the temple. It leapt from the railing of the Sanqing Temple wall, its movements quick and agile, like an eagle flying high in the sky.The figure moved powerfully, not making the slightest sound as his feet hit the ground. If you look closely, he is our hero - Eadric Rong.Eadric Rong, with his keen eyes and trained sensibilities, felt every gu
Tangye City.
Tangye City is a small city compared to Daqi City.Eadric Rong entered the city gates with small steps. His eyes wandered, observing the buildings and life around him.The hustle and bustle of these simple townspeople's activities made him feel relieved.Inwardly, he concluded:"Good. This place is perfect for me to hide from the surveillance of the white sect's spies, as well as from the pursuit of the sect's two greatest figures. Here, I can also practice all the sword arts and empty-handed arts!"Eadric Rong had repeatedly reflected on his proficiency in the sword arts and empty-handed arts that he practiced based on the copy in the Khongjian belt.He felt that his understanding was still limited to the surface, only mastering the outer shell of the core of these sciences. If he wanted to deal with the two white sect monsters from Wudang and the Silver Lotus Temple? Hmm, it felt like his abilities were still far from matching those two white sect monsters."Maybe being alone in a s
Plan for Tangye City.
"This is just the beginning," he said in a trembling but determined voice. "Let me alone swallow this shame.""But you'll see, the leader of the martial world himself will teach you, along with the priest of the Silver Lotus Temple!"Caleb Yan's threats echoed through the silent forest, creating palpable tension.Everyone knew that the highest cultivators and martial artists in the martial world today were the leader of the Wudang Sect, Priest Isaac Zhang, and the Horned Monk of the Silver Lotus Temple. These two figures were both respected and feared by many.Yan Huansheng and Xie Wuming watched the group leave with a sense of unwillingness and worry.Their faces showed anxiety that could not be hidden. Caleb Yan's threat made them realize the danger that might be coming soon.When the figures of the white sect disappeared, the two began to give their opinions."My Lord Black Bat King," Yan Huansheng said in a serious tone, his gaze full of concern."Why don't you take the lives of t
