"Keep it up, Brother Chen! I'm cheering you on!"
Old Dao stood behind me, waving and cheering me on, though of course the old man couldn't really help much right now.
We've given him all the help we could. Old Dao is quite weak right now, and if he bleeds any more, I'm afraid he'll just die here.
I gripped the lightning sword tightly and swung it repeatedly according to the information I had just recalled.
The sculpture vibrated with every swing.
After seven swings, I decisively stood up and charged at the sculpture with the fastest speed and the greatest force, cutting it in half!
I could sense that besides the sculpture, something inside it was also severed!
Old Dao was dumbfounded when he saw this: "No way, Brother Chen, what are you doing? You just cut the statue in half!"
Old Knife never expected me to rush straight at the sculpture and cut it in two.
The enhanced lightning sword was indeed much more powerful than before, and the sculpture was split in two in an instant.
Old Dao was speechless. He thought I had caused trouble, while I quietly waited after inserting the Thunderstrike Sword into the formation.
As the saying goes, "No destruction, no construction; destruction precedes construction!"
Although the statue didn't convey anything, my intuition tells me that this is the right thing to do!
"Old Dao, calm down. Haven't you noticed? The corroded parts of the statue seem to be starting to coalesce!"
I noticed that Lao Dao was very flustered, so I pointed to the corroded area on the statue.
At this very moment, the corroded area is being repaired in an extremely aggressive manner!
The eroded areas around the eyes, wings, and neck are rapidly recovering.
Wow, that's awesome!
Old Dao gave a thumbs up.
Once the corroded areas were completely repaired, the sculpture, now split in two, transformed into golden light that surged directly into the furnace.
The entire furnace was shaking and making a buzzing sound.
The next second, a pale blue light shot out from the furnace and flowed into the spot where the statue had been, meaning that the sculpture was reforming.
"Brother Chen, what did you just do?"
Seeing the situation before him, Lao Dao was also at a loss and quickly asked me what had happened.
"It must have been that sword strike that shattered everything it was suppressing. But without destruction, there can be no creation; destruction leads to creation. This sculpture was broken and then reformed, and that's how it looks now!"
I watched quietly as the sculpture reformed, and then I gave Lao Dao a proper explanation.
Time passed slowly, and after about an incense stick's time, the sculpture had become quite sacred, exuding an astonishing sense of oppression.
The sculpture's wings are flapping, and its eyes are alive.
It just stood there quietly watching me, and the message from the sculpture came to my mind.
Looks like it worked...
The sculpture told me that it was precisely because of my decision that the hidden danger was completely resolved.
As a reward, the sculpture will bestow that furnace upon me.
I was a little dazed. I never expected that after working so hard for so long, the reward I received would be something that resembled a Xuanpin furnace.
Following the sculpture's instructions, I pulled out the lightning sword, went to the furnace, and placed my hand in the very center of the furnace.
As if sensing something, the stove kept shrinking until it became a tiny thing the size of an ashtray.
"This thing can change size?"
This move stunned Lao Dao once again.
"This is a reward for our courage; it's what we deserve!"
I carefully picked up the stove and put it into Lao Dao's bag.
"Keep this safe; it might be useful someday!"
I told Lao Dao to keep it safe.
Old Dao didn't dare to be careless and quickly and carefully zipped up the backpack.
My intuition tells me that this stove is extraordinary, and it might come in handy when we face Wu Zhiguo.
The sculpture seemed to have been reborn, flapping its wings and transforming into a stream of light as it flew swiftly toward the stone gate.
"Where did the sculpture go?" Old Dao was puzzled when he saw this.
"We must have passed the test. The sculpture has returned to its original position as a deity. Let's hurry and catch up, or we won't be able to get out!"
I made a quick decision and pulled Lao Dao back the way we came.
Old Dao was already a bit weak and couldn't run, but I seemed to have inexhaustible energy, so I dragged him along at breakneck speed.
Just as I expected, when the sculpture flew to the cave entrance, the door that had just been closed was opened.
The sculpture flew off with a whoosh, and Lao Dao and I followed closely behind.
After the cave entrance closed, the sculpture moved to the base and merged with the original stone statue.
Only now does this statue possess a kind of divinity.
After all this happened, the entire temple gained an inviolable majesty.
"Luckily we moved quickly, otherwise we might have been stuck down there forever!"
I was still a little shaken. If I hadn't quickly pulled Lao Dao away, it would probably have been too late for us to leave now.
Old Dao was almost completely exhausted; his face was the color of a pig's liver, and he was sitting on the doorstep, panting heavily.
"Brother Chen, we owe you so much this time!"
Old Dao took two bottles of water out of his backpack, handed one to me, and took the other for himself and drank it in big gulps.
Without being polite, after replenishing our strength, Lao Dao and I decided to find an open space and bury the little wooden figure.
"These are all things that Fatty Sister reminded us of. This little shepherd is the only thing Fatty Sister left us."
I held the little wooden figure, a hint of reluctance in my eyes.
Fat Sister's soul was eaten by the eagle owl, and this little thing is the only thing that can represent her.
To commemorate this good friend, we plan to find a place to bury him and carve a tombstone.
Mentioning Fatty Sister brings Lao Dao a pang of sadness. After leaving the temple, he dug a small pit in the wasteland not far from the temple.
We divided the work: Lao Dao was in charge of digging the pit, and I was in charge of carving the tombstone.
We made a very simple tombstone. We don't know Fatty's real name, so we can only use Fatty as a substitute.
I carefully placed the little wooden figure into the pit, covered it with soil, and then inserted the tombstone on top. A simple grave was now complete.
Lao Dao and I bowed deeply to Fatty Sister in front of her tombstone.
Old Dao and I will never forget the person who helped us—no, the monster.
"Don't worry, Fatty, we'll definitely handle the task you entrusted to us properly!"
I solemnly made a promise to Fatty Sister's tombstone.
Fatty's younger sister is the young woman living in the attic.
My strength has improved a lot now, and I should be able to break some simple seals.
"We need to go back now, that old lady is definitely suspicious!"
I looked into the distance and made my decision.
After I dealt with Zhou the tailor, I knew that this old lady was definitely suspicious.
To extract information, we must go back!
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