Chapter Six Hundred and Twenty – Lie Becoming Truth (1/2)

Chapter Six Hundred and Twenty – Lie Becoming Truth

“This place is quite ghastly!” Ming Jue Zi muttered. They had been trapped for so many days and still hadn’t found the exit.

The black smoke yao said with self-recrimination, “It is all my fault! If it wasn’t for me … …”

“Old Black, that’s alright, this might be our good fortune.” Nan Yue hurriedly comforted the black smoke yao. “There are many people outside that want to come in, they wouldn’t expect that we got ahead of them.”

Cang Ze added with a smile, “Old Black, think hard. We are putting our hopes on you to find the treasures.”

A Wen was slightly worried, “There is no way to enter the Ten Finger Prison from here. Daren would definitely have gone there to look for us.”

Everyone was silent.

The orange-haired yao spoke up, “Don’t worry, don’t worry, he is loyal, he won’t abandon us. Worst case, we will find a few more treasures and give him a few.”

“Where are there any treasures?” Ming Jue Zi looked around and said dispiritedly. “This place is dark, and I doubt we are even in the Great Peace Treasure Pavilion. We’ve been searching around for so long and still haven’t found the exit!”

That day, the black smoke yao had made a discovery and came excitedly to find them. They had gone in search following the clues, and hadn’t expected to fall into a maze that was pitch black. The maze was dark and didn’t have anything. However, the paths were complex and intercrossed like a spider web. They had been searching for the exit for the past few days but hadn’t made any progress.

“We are below the Mo Skill Steles, is there another place here except the Great Peace Treasure Pavilion?” Cang Ze’s expression was puzzled.

“Who knows!” the orange-haired yao said carelessly. “That old man has been dead for so many years!”

“Do not be disrespectful to Grandmaster Shi Zi Ming!” A Wen glared at the orange-haired yao. “We have benefited from him these past days! If not for the grandmaster, where would these mo skill steles come from!”

The orange-haired yao was not angry and muttered, “I didn’t say that he wasn’t good, but if he is a good person, he should be good to the end. He engraved the mo skill steles, and he should give us some treasures as well. Then he would be a good person! A very good person! Oh, don’t worry, I won’t take them all.”

The other people were used to the orange-haired yao’s casual and thoughtless words. Everyone laughed.

The black smoke yao’s brow was tightly furrowed. Ever since they had dropped into this pitch black maze, he had been thinking of ways to get out. It was because of him that everyone had ended up in this predicament. Even though no one blamed him, he could not forgive himself.

Fortunately, there weren’t any dangers in the maze so they were not very nervous.

Ever since they entered the maze, the black smoke yao had been pondering why there would be a maze under the mo skill steles. He believed that a person like Shi Zi Ming would have his own reasons for doing every single thing.

This maze would definitely have another purpose. If that was the case, it should have an exit.

His spirit consciousness spread out as he carefully searched the surroundings. In such a dark environment, the consciousness was much more useful than the eyes. Suddenly, his consciousness swept a rock and he abruptly stopped moving. “Wait!”

Everyone stopped warily.

“What is it?” Nan Yue asked.

“We passed by this rock yesterday!” The black smoke yao crouched down and picked up a rock by his foot. His tone was unusually certain. “It is this one, I remember it clearly!”

“Have we been going in circles all this time?” Nan Yue was slightly shocked.

“Very possible.” The black smoke yao raised his head to look up. “We might just be wandering in circles below the mo skill steles.”

Then he said to himself, “So this is a recursive maze. The path we pick each time is different but we are still going in circles. All paths lead to one, oh, I understand … …”

He suddenly moved his gaze and said to the orange-haired yao. “Big Orange, hit the ground a few times!”

The orange haired yao immediately became energized. He had been suffocated these past few days. He rolled up his sleeves. “No problem! How big of a hole? How deep? I will show you guys a new yao art that I comprehended recently. It is the best at making holes. If you want a circle, I won’t give you a square. If you want three zhang, I won’t make it five zhang. Ooh, do you want something slightly more difficult? Flower shape? Too common! Or maybe a portrait?”

Nan Yue and the others were speechless.

But A Wen was excited. “Such a powerful yao art? How about we compete? I recently comprehended some things as well.”

The orange-haired yao was excited and hurriedly ran in front of A Wen. “Alright, let’s compete! Let’s make a portrait!”

“Alright!” A Wen was excited as well.

“Five zhang deep is good.” But everyone disregarded the black smoke yao’s weak voice. Everyone’s attentions were put on these two that were going to make portraits.

Nothing more had to be said about A Wen’s talent. The orange-haired yao appeared absent-minded and slightly odd, but his talent in the yao arts was usually unexpected. He could always make some strange and weird yao arts.

“Who do you think will win?” Ming Jue Zi was full of interest.

Nan Yue said, “A Wen.”

Cang Ze hesitated and said, “Big Orange!”

Ming Jue Zi looked at the black smoke yao. The black smoke yao said helplessly, “Big Orange.”

Ming Jue Zi snickered. “I favor A Wen, two on two!”

The orange-haired yao postured as though he was an expert, hand palm up, he beckoned at A Wen. “Young man, I will not go easy on you! However, Young man, your life will become more complete after losing to this loyal orange-haired yao.”

A Wen stared back, not backing down. “Come on! Red haired monster, let me show you what the first expert of Guard Camp is like!”

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