Chapter 270 - Mysteries That Couldnt Be Unraveled (1/2)
“Esteemed Senior, what’s inside the ancient scroll? Who entrusted you to protect it?” Xiao Chen finally came up with these questions after sorting out his thoughts to the best of his ability.
The figure finally moved as he heaved a sigh. “It’s been so long. Generation after generation has come and go. To be honest, I can’t remember why I have to protect the ancient scroll anymore…”
This made Xiao Chen feel an overwhelming sense of powerlessness. It had an impossible task trying to learn what had happened thousands of years ago. Judging from the one-half of the scroll that the Xianyong Sect possessed, the scroll seemed to contain vague details about the fall of the Immortals and Devils. There was even a mention of the Three Emperors Grand Formation, whom Xian’er was a Formation Spirit of. These mysteries were becoming increasingly impossible to unravel.
He was also certain that the scroll wasn’t limited to its writing. There was likely a space within the scroll that hid an earth-shattering secret.
There was no clue whatsoever about the location of the other half of the scroll. If it was true that Qianyu Nishang stole the scroll, the other half was likely in the hands of the Thousand Feathers Sect. But would she leave such an important artifact with her sect?
It was all a riddle!
He felt very helpless in his pursuit of the truth of what happened all those years ago. Why did Qianyu Nishang leave the Mystic Cyan Sect and establish her sect? Where was his Master now? Where should he even begin searching for her in this wide world?
Perhaps deep inside, he knew he would find her one day. Only, he didn’t know if he would be able to accept the unpredictable outcome.
The figure guffawed. “Young man, you seem to have many secrets as well.”
Xiao Chen shook his head. “They’re not secrets. They’re questions that I don’t have an answer for.”
Zhiluan had been watching them talk in silence. He suddenly said to the figure, “This conversation has gone on long enough. Don’t you intend to compensate me after putting me in so much hardship back then? Thanks to you, I can’t even outrun or win this brat. God, I’m livid…”
The figure smiled. “Hehe, alright then. My friend, I did use you to block that Phantom King’s attack back then. But if I hadn’t captured you, you would’ve been eaten by him…”
“Meow! You! I was just a passerby! Passerby! You used me as a shield!” Zhiluan’s temper exploded after hearing what the figure said.
“Hehe. There’s nothing we can do about that now. Otherwise…”
The figure sounded as if the vicissitudes of life had washed him anew. He pointed to the shrine he had emerged from. “There’s a magic tool down there that can improve your magic power. Consider that my compensation.”
Zhiluan placed both paws in front of his chest and moved his head sideways. He said unforgivingly, “What? No way! Don’t try and fool me with some shabby object! What magic treasures haven’t I seen when I was at the Heavenly Court? Humph!” Zhiluan lifted his paws to his chest and moved his head sideways.
“Hehe. Up to you.”
“You vile person!” Zhiluan gnashed his teeth. Moments later, he moved around the place but dared not to approach the shrine out of fear of a trap. He pointed his paw at Xiao Chen. “You! Get the magic tool for me!”
Xiao Chen was so distracted by his own worries that he couldn’t be bothered with Zhiluan. He turned to look at Ziyun’er and pointed to the shrine. “Girl, can you help him…”
Without waiting for him to finish, Ziyun’er walked to his side and sat down.
Zhiluan stomped his feet in anger. He looked at Qingluan and was about to raise his paws when she glared at him. His neck shrank in fear.
“You, you’re all despicable! Wait till my magic power returns! I swear I’ll strike you with lightning from the Ninth Heaven!” he yelled as he carefully approached the bottom of the shrine and felt around its interior. Jingling noises resounded when he touched an unknown object, scaring him so much that he somersaulted backward.
Ziyun’er burst into laughter. “This little cowardly cat! Even the sound of bells scares you.”
Zhiluan seethed. “You… Despicable!” He walked toward the shrine again after drumming up his courage. He reached in with his paw and pulled the object out. It was a necklace with a purplish-golden bell.
Ziyun’er couldn’t help laughing heartily this time. “Necklace with a bell! It really suits a kitty cat!”
“You… You…”
It hadn’t been easy for Zhiluan to summon the courage, but what he got in return was something a house cat would wear. He felt cheated. He felt as if his frail little heart had suffered grievous harm.
He threw the necklace with a bell on the ground in a fit of anger and pointed to the figure as he seethed. “You! How dare you make a fool out of me! I, the great one… the great one…” Towards the end of his sentence, he sounded as if he was about to break into angry tears.
The figure guffawed. “My friend, this is no ordinary bell. It’s the Taoist Goddess of Mercy’s Purple-Golden Colored Glass Bell that can ward off evil spirits. Devils and demons alike will withdraw once the bell rings. Forget it if you don’t want it.”
Ziyun’er patted the dust off her hands and got up from the ground. “Never mind. If the kitty cat doesn’t want it, I’ll take it.”
Zhiluan dashed toward the purplish-golden bell and protected it in his embrace. “This is his compensation! Why would I give it to you?”
He then walked to one side and mumbled to himself, “Wait till my magic power returns. I promise I won’t let you off…” He placed the necklace around his neck and examined how he looked. To his dismay, he really looked like a house cat.