Chapter 73 (1/2)
Since the boy looked as though he was about to pick a fight, the white-haired youth was left without a choice but to sigh and wave it off ”Outer court rules are outer court rules and are sorted by the outer court elders Since they either did not find out about your offenses or decided not to intervene, there is even less of a reason fornoill not punish you for your seven offenses now, but I will remember it!”
Fang Xing let out a long breath, his back wetted doith cold sweat
The white-haired youth continued on, ”I originally summoned you here to test your wits and examine your physique to see if you'd be a suitable candidate to pass e on to However, I now have a better idea: perhaps you'll be able to see through that painting…” His voice trailed off as he spoke, as though he was ht there
”Come with me!” With a wave of the white-haired youth's palm, the Weiqi board and its pieces were transformed into a solid stone statue, its pieces rooted to the board without the possibility of h he had placed a seal over the entire game to be re Xing with hi towards the back of the peak
At the peak's rear was a forest made of stones and cliffs curved into various shapes There was no particular order or pattern to the shapes or locations of the rocks, and it appeared alroup of stone swords brandished towards the heavens
On the side of the stone forest was a cavernous estate that appeared si inside before unlocking a total of eighteen seals that had been placed on an old scroll He handed this very scroll over to Fang Xing with a long sigh ”Your mind is too unrestrained and wild for ht be suitable for this scroll I will give you three days to see if you can gain a grasp of this or not If you cannot, I ipe your memories and return you back to the inner court”
”A scroll?” Fang Xing opened it with curiosity before his instincts sent hily sinister and eerie aura enveloping him as the inside of the scroll was revealed It was not the painting of a person, of grand nificent rivers; it was blood
It was only blood Bright red, eye-itching blood It looked as though it had been flung across the parchment
”This blood was splattered onto the scroll when someone was decapitated, thus it is naently explained He tapped Fang Xing on the shoulder with an undecipherable gli alone with the scroll
”He'll be the tenth…”
Once the white-haired youth had left the cave, he looked up towards the sky Some millions of miles above—where no naked eye or ordinary cultivator could reach—were nine coffins suspended and unh they had already determined this place's fate They had existed for ered more events in the immortal realm than anyone could remember… All of these years, numerous men and women with extraordinary power and talent had tried, yet they had all failed to understand the mysteries of these coffins
In the past three hundred years, this child was the tenth person he had sought after
A thousand years ago, a single reflection from one of the nine coffins was seen over the continent of South Zhanbu, enough to lead countless men and woht, and even those who had lived for thousands of years were seen leaving their seclusion early in search of the answer
As for the Qing-Yun Sect, it was nothing e to join in with any of the forces during these battles
Bai Qianzhang, however, could He had not been called Bai Qianzhang during that tied after he had seen a scroll from one of the ancient treasures he'd found froe event that was enough to leave hiave himself this new name[1] It had also been at that tiest decisions in his life: to betray his clan for the scroll
And that scroll was none other than this [Decapitation's Portrayal]!
Bai Qianzhang knew that the scroll was extremely important and had secrets hidden within, yet in the seven hundred years since, he could not understand the scroll nothe three hundred years he had -Yun his home, he had chosen several smart-witted disciples to see if they were able to comprehend it instead In the span of these three hundred years, of the nine disciples he had chosen, seven had failed and were sent back to the sect after having their memories wiped clean
As for the other two… they unfortunately entered a state of Qigong Deviation Their souls had been eaten up alive by their inner derasps on the scroll
This ti because he felt the boy was different After having gone through and failing so ular boy athered throughout all these years
Inside the cave, Fang Xing sat near a stone table while pouring his fascination and great interest onto the scroll It was nothing more than a splatter of blood that had been soaked up by the scroll It was a sie, yet if so sensation of terror that would send a person's heart into uncontrollable palpitations Despite the number of years it had been on the scroll, the splatter of blood still looked bright and fresh; it was as though it was still alive and floating through the veins of its owner It was like an endless fury that was unwilling to reconcile, as though there was a wronged soul readying itself to annihilate even the gateway of the heavens
As Fang Xing focused his full attention on the ie seemed to appear The scene was atop an executioner's scaffold of the Gods, and the hero of this ti hoards the sky filled with resentle flicker of light fro as the blood splattered out…