Having entered a state of noise invisibility, Chen Jing blended all his information into his surroundings. No one could hear his footsteps or see his figure as he strolled along Sheung Shui Street.

Groups of three to five backspinning crab claw monsters are definitely not to be attacked. If you want to attack, you must use a stun attack on a lone monster, otherwise you must use a martial art like "Shadow Cloak" that consumes a lot of spiritual energy.

Chen Jing had made his choice. He would try to see if Mei Moke could temporarily regain his senses and rationality after drinking the monster's blood. If not, he would have to use the second option: to use noise invisibility to bypass Mei Moke.

Finally, Chen Jing found the first lucky one.

The lone, spiky crab claw monster was crouching in the ruins of a shop, rummaging through the rubble with its claws.

Chen Jing stealthily approached, then used his flame-shaped straight sword, Tianxin, to backstab the enemy, before disappearing into the background in one swift motion.

The whole process took less than five seconds; a backspining crab claw monster fell down without even making a sound.

Dragging the corpse of the spiky crab claw monster, Chen Jing quickly returned to the hall where Mei Moke was. With a familiar slurping sound, he forcefully threw the corpse towards the light.

The moment the body was thrown away, Chen Jing entered a state of invisibility to quickly create distance.

Sizzle!

Several thin white tubes extended from behind Mei Moke and pierced the corpse before it hit the ground, causing the corpse to visibly shrivel up.

Blood and bodily fluids from the backspining crab claw monster flowed into Mei Moke's back through a thin tube.

After the corpse of the spiky crab claw monster was flung onto the pile of maggots by the white tube, Mei Moke finally calmed down.

Seeing that Mei Moke had regained his composure, Chen Jing, from a great distance, ready to use his stealth and double-team tactics to escape at any moment, shouted loudly:

“Mr. Mei, I am Chen Jing. Do you remember me? It was my friend and I who helped you and saved you.”

"Chen Jing...?"

The crimson madness in Mei Moke's eyes faded, replaced by bewilderment.

"I remember you, I remember all of you. You said that the ancient Song Dynasty is gone, is that right?"

Chen Jing nodded and said, "Mr. Mei, yes, the Song Dynasty is gone."

“But the Song people are still here, Mr. Mei. Someone is performing a blood sacrifice in our city. I suspect that the blood sacrifice is the same as the one that happened here before. I need your help.”

Chen Jing still dared not get too close to Mei Moke, fearing that Mei Moke might suddenly attack him. Therefore, he kept a safe distance and told his guesses, while describing the disaster scene he saw through the source of darkness as his dream.

After listening, Mei Moke's bewildered look finally faded.

"You guessed right."

He glanced at the maggot-infested corpses around him and said with a sigh:

"Two blood sacrifices have taken place here, but their purposes were different. The first blood sacrifice was to obtain the divine artifact sealed underground in Meijing City."

"A divine artifact?" Chen Jing felt like he was about to grasp something. "Is it shaped like a scroll?"

"The style of the scroll?" Mei Moke asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

"Hehe, I've never seen that artifact, but I know its name. To be precise, it has many names. Some call it the Bai Ze Scroll, some call it the Time Record, and some call it the Historical Scroll."

"Of all its abilities, the least significant is that of recording what happened before its eyes in the past and then reproducing it in reality."

As Chen Jing listened to this description, it felt as if an electric pulse was shooting through his brain, traveling down his spine.

He immediately thought of the wandering soul of a slave, who was said to have been killed and left with no elixirs or other items, only a torn scroll!

He then thought of the most common illusions near Meijing City.

The phantoms in the city gates of Meijing City are like mirages from the past to the present. When people approach, most of the phantoms disappear, leaving behind real wandering spirits.

In the prison, at night, the original prison corridors seem to revert to the past, with mournful sounds and the sound of prison guards moving about.

"This divine artifact is sealed underground in Meijing City. It has a very long history, and no one knows why it was sealed. It is said that it is a secret known only to cultivators at the highest level in the Sword Pavilion."

Mei Moke didn't notice Chen Jing's expression and continued speaking.

"When the Song Dynasty encountered a major crisis, the decrees issued by the Song government were limited to the four cities, including Liangjing and Meijing. Finally, some people could not bear it any longer and planned to reawaken that divine artifact for the use of the Song people."

"My master, Mei Guanlan, was in charge of that project at the time."

"He transformed the arena, originally intended for public performances, into a prison where he tortured and killed foreign prisoners and his own criminals, using their blood to break the seal."

"If that were all, given the precarious state of the Song Dynasty at that time, it would probably have been fine. But things escalated further. Someone discovered that the demon race was disguised as humans and was secretly working with them. At the same time, a disease was spreading rapidly throughout the city."

"People at the time called that disease 'flying corpse ghost,' to describe how terrible it was."

"Wait a minute, flying corpse ghost?" Chen Jing was taken aback. He described Uncle Zhang's symptoms again, as well as the medicine prescribed by Dr. Mei.

Chen Jing asked, "Is the prescription that Dr. Mei found in her family's herbal formula yours?"

Mei Moke nodded: "I never thought... I would have a granddaughter, a granddaughter, good, that's wonderful."

His condition seemed to improve as a result, and even his eyes began to shine.

"That prescription, the Dr. Mei you mentioned, what's her name?" Mei Moke asked excitedly, his words even a little out of sync.

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