Chapter 221: Being Tricked
The man's slander came unexpectedly, and Ying Wujiu was a person who would rather kill than let go of a wrongdoer. In a flash, Lu Yanlian had already thought about how to prove his innocence and confront him. The worst-case scenario was to start a new game, but Ying Wujiu did not play by the rules at all.
"Hey, it's him."
Upon hearing this, Fengsha turned around and immediately grabbed the collar of the man from Lu Ding and dragged him out like a dead dog. The latter had already fainted from fright, his eyes rolled back, and he was breathing out more than breathing in.
Seeing those people being dragged out to be tortured, Lu Yan said carefully: "My Lord, I have never spoken to any black-clothed men. The reason I have not returned home these days and nights is because I have been reading medical books in Tianbao Pavilion. I will definitely not collude with the hundreds of immortal sects."
On the one hand, the other party trusts him, but Lu Yan has to express his position.
Ying Wujiu hummed, his hands quietly falling on his knees, and he didn't seem to take the man seriously: "He just wanted to drag others down with him before he died. I don't think you have the guts to do that."
He took out a crystal jade token from his waist and threw it into Lu Yan's arms. Lu Yan subconsciously reached out to catch it. He saw that there was a piece of blood jade inlaid in the middle of the jade token, with delicate lotus patterns engraved on it. The red and white colors contrasted sharply, and a cloud of mist could be seen flowing faintly in the middle. It was definitely an extraordinary piece.
Ying Wujiu said calmly, "This is the pass for entering the middle level of Tianbao Pavilion. Go and choose some ice spirit root cultivation techniques. Come to my hall tomorrow to practice. When you have established your foundation, I will teach you the superior techniques."
There are a total of 90,000 volumes of books in Tianbao Pavilion, covering everything in the world. The skills and artifacts accumulated by successive Demon Lords are all in it. One can imagine how huge and astonishing a fortune it is, otherwise the monk who was chopped into pieces would not sneak in to try to find the whereabouts of the heart and soul.
It was an exception that Ying Wujiu gave the bottom-level badge to Lu Yan before, but he didn't expect that he would be allowed to see the middle-level badge as well. It was really puzzling.
Lu Yan, a hard-working worker who had been enslaved by the space station for who knows how many years, actually felt like crying at this moment. Ying Wujiu was a good man, and he would no longer hold the grudge against him for killing him. If the CEO was as lenient to his subordinates as he was, he would have been made a regular employee long ago QAQ.
Lu Yan's face was already full of gratitude without any need for pretense: "Thank you, my Lord. I will definitely live up to your high expectations!"
Ying Wujiu hummed, his eyes half closed, his tall nose cast a butterfly-wing-shaped shadow, his eyelashes were also long, half of his face was covered by the mask, and the other half was swallowed by light and shadow, and he couldn't get any sunlight at all:
"Since you are traveling outside, you naturally cannot be without a weapon. There is a top-grade Frost Sword sealed in the cold pond in the back mountain. It just happens to be a match for your ice spirit root. Let Fengsha get it for you tomorrow to save your life."
Ying Wujiuyu raised his eyes to see Lu Yan's reaction, but noticed that the other party's eyes fell on his knees. He silently put on the bone sword, slightly pulled the corner of his mouth, and suddenly revealed a slightly gloomy and creepy smile:
"Why, do you like this bone sword?"
Lu Yan just felt that the sword was too evil, and couldn't help but take a closer look. After hearing what he said, he came to his senses and said, "Master, this sword looks extraordinary. I wonder what kind of animal bone it is made of?"
“It’s human bones.”
The three words "Ying Wujiu" made the air in the hall freeze instantly. The dim sunlight made people feel inexplicably eerie.
Lu Yan was startled: "Human bones?"
Ying Wujiu: "Yes, human bones."
He stared at Lu Yan. His dark red eyes seemed to hide something murky, like a whirlpool that could not be seen. It was the seven hundred years of time in the bone sword furnace without seeing the sun, and also the ruthlessness of crawling out of the hell with a miserable life. He said softly, word by word:
"My own corpse..."
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Boom——
At night, a flash of lightning flashed across the dark sky without any warning, and heavy rain fell in an instant.
The Demon Realm is in an extremely dark place, and even the rain is colder than other places. It drops on the body, like icicles that are about to freeze through the bones. Lu Yan didn't dare to think about what Ying Wujiu's words today meant. After all, the more he knew, the faster he would die, although he was really curious about what had happened to the other party.
For the next half month, apart from healing Ying Wujiu's injuries every day, Lu Yan spent the rest of his time on cultivation. From the introductory steps to the practice of Qi, he taught him step by step. No one knew where Ying Wujiu, the dignified Lord of the Demon Realm, had so much free time. Now even the servants at the outer gate knew that Lu Yan was a big shot in front of the Lord, and they all flattered him whenever they saw him.
"You are now serving the Lord. Although you enjoy unlimited glory, you must be careful. If you make a mistake, your soul will be torn apart. Since that Mahayana cultivator broke into Tianbao Pavilion last time, people have been dying in Fuyue City almost every day. There have been several carts of corpses dragged out."
Tang Su still had a lingering fear when talking about this matter, and she couldn't help looking at Lu Yan with a bit of admiration. He was truly a talented person, as he had been able to live well for so long under the Lord's guidance.
Lu Yan frowned slightly: "Isn't that matter already settled? Why are you still investigating it?"
Tang Sujia is from the Demon Realm. He had come back from his vacation two days ago and inevitably heard some news. He lowered his voice and said, "What are you trying to end? You don't really think that the death of six furnaces will solve the problem! A hundred years ago, a saint predicted that a soul would descend from the blood sea pool in the Nuwa Divine Realm. The hundreds of immortal sects have gone crazy looking for such a thing. I don't know who spread the news that the soul is hidden in the Demon Realm. Now countless people are trying their best to get in. Who knows, the spies may be hiding among us."
It's so scary again! I haven't even gotten it yet, why are so many people staring at me?
Lu Yan suddenly felt a deep sense of crisis: "Just because someone said so, they believed it? I also said that the soul is hidden in Wuwang Sect, why don't they go to Wuwang Sect?"
Tang Su stretched out two fingers and put them together: "Who said that the Blood Sea Pool and the Abyss Sea of the Demon Realm are connected underground? Those famous and upright sects have been unable to find the trace of the soul for so many years, and a powerful figure like the Lord suddenly appeared out of nowhere, so they must have suspected the Demon Realm."
He touched his chin and muttered, "Maybe the soul is really with the Lord."
Lu Yan wiped the frigid Frost Sword in his hand, and then made a sharp sword flower with his backhand: "Who cares? I'll kill those spies one by one, or two at a time!"
If you dare to compete with him, you will die!
Before, Lu Yan thought that cultivation was useless, and at best it could only increase one's self-protection ability. However, he did not expect that as his Qi training stage advanced step by step, even the power recovery of the system panel became faster. Previously, it could only charge 3% of the power at most in one night, but now it can charge 6% in one night. Even if another Mahayana cultivator came, he would be able to compete with him.
Tang Su stared at his sword in amazement, his tone unable to conceal envy: "The Lord is so good to you, giving you such a rare sword. I wonder how it compares to the Qinglong Sword of the Qu family. Last time you said that the sword of Qu Shaotan's family was fake, which made him very angry. He said he would bring the Qinglong Sword to fight you to the death. I was worried for several days. Now you have been promoted to the chief steward, and he dare not touch you easily."
Lu Yan didn't take the matter to heart at all: "The Azure Dragon Sword is the treasure of the Qu family. Even the clan leader needs to burn incense and offer sacrifices to the heavens before using it. How could he give it to Qu Shaotan? He just said that because he was impulsive at the moment."
However, people can't help but talk. Just as they were chatting, a furious shout suddenly came from outside the Moon Gate: "Lu Yan! Where is Lu Yan?! Where is he?!"
Tang Su's face changed when he heard this: "Oh no! It's Qu Shaotan's voice!"
Lu Yan's eyelids jumped, thinking that the slap in the face would not come so quickly, could it be that the other party really brought the Azure Dragon Sword? But he was not afraid if he brought it, because if he said it was fake, then it was fake.
Thinking of this, Lu Yan calmed down instantly. He stood up from the ground and patted the dust off his butt: "Let's go and see what's going on."
Among these people, some are commoners like Lu Yan, while some are from small families that depend on the Demon Realm. Qu Shaotan and Tang Su are typical examples. Their families originally belonged to the Demon Realm and are not far from here, so it is much more convenient for them to go in and out on weekdays than for others.
Lu Yan had just been sitting and talking with Tang Su behind the bamboo forest. When he went around to the main entrance, he found a group of people gathered. For some reason, Qu Shaotan was so angry that his face turned red, and there was a clear slap mark on the left side of his face, as if someone had slapped him.
Lu Yan was slightly surprised, but his mouth was still as angry as ever: "Brother Qu, what's wrong with you? You look rosier after not seeing you for a few days? I guess you went home to visit your family and meet your parents. People are in high spirits when they are happy. I am really jealous of you."
Qu Shaotan was so angry that he almost fell backwards. He pointed at Lu Yan with a sullen face and said, "You shameless bastard! Hurry up and return my Azure Dragon Sword to me, or I will fight you to the death!!!"
Qu Shaotan had lost face in public with Lu Yan last time, so there was no reason for him not to get it back. He wanted to steal the Qinglong Sword when he went home during the day off and bring it back to Fuyue City to show off Lu Yan's prestige. When he passed by the Qinglong River in front of his home, he had the urge to test the sword to see if it was real.
It would be fine if he didn't try it, but once he tried it, he was shocked. The real Blue Dragon Sword would make a sound when it met water and would stir up waves when it met rivers and seas. Although the sword in his hand had spiritual energy flowing, it didn't react at all when it met water. It was actually a fake! !
Qu Shaotan was horrified and immediately ran home to tell his father about this. As a result, he was beaten so badly by his father that he almost died!
How could the family heirloom sword, which had been well preserved in the back hall for so many years, suddenly become a fake? Either Qu Shaotan stole the sword and accidentally lost it, and deliberately made up a lie to deceive others! The head of the Qu family was so angry that he even took out the Soul-Dispersing Whip and said he would beat him to death. If it weren't for Mrs. Qu's quick eyes and hands to catch him and let him escape quickly, I'm afraid he would have died there.
Qu Shaotan was confused and at a loss, thinking that the root of the problem was Lu Yan. Perhaps it was Lu Yan who had played some trick and stolen his sword. He ignored his companions' dissuasion and rushed over to settle the score with Lu Yan.
After hearing what happened, Lu Yan was so happy that he almost cried. Qu Shaotan was such a fool. Not only did he steal the sword, but he even came to the door to turn himself in. Who else should he beat?
Lu Yan wiped the tears from his eyes and said breathlessly: "Qu Shaotan, it is your own fault that your family lost the Azure Dragon Sword due to poor supervision. Don't blame others. I am just a little waste in the Qi training stage. How could I possibly steal your precious sword?"
Qu Shaotan was almost going crazy: "Then how do you know my Azure Dragon Sword is fake!!"
Lu Yan smiled and said, "I can tell the fortune."
Qu Shaotan stamped his feet in anger: "Then you better figure out where the real sword is!"
Lu Yan: “Not really.”
Qu Shaotan: "Why?!"
Lu Yan: “Not happy.”
Upon hearing this, Qu Shaotan rushed forward, his eyes red with anger, and he seemed ready to start a fight. The servants around him were already ready to pull people in: "Lu Yan, do you believe me or not, do you believe me or not..."
Lu Yan thought Qu Shaotan was going to fight, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "I just don't count. What do you think?"
“Plop!”
Qu Shaotan suddenly knelt down in front of Lu Yan in front of everyone, which frightened the latter: "What are you doing?!"
Qu Shaotan hugged Lu Yan's legs and cried bitterly, "General Manager Lu! Hero Lu! I was blind and offended you before. Please don't hold it against me. Please tell me where the real sword is!! All the people in my Qu family will remember your kindness!"
QAQ His mother is still fighting with his father at home. If the sword cannot be found, he will really become an orphan!
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