Chapter 348: Where Geniuses Are Imprisoned (1/2)

Chapter 348: Where Geniuses Are Imprisoned

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Mo Wuji placed the full moon key into the red full moon gate’s keyhole. A light, crisp sound rang, and the red full moon gate started to open automatically. Before the full moon key could fall on the ground, Mo Wuji grabbed it in his hand.

In front of him, was a small courtyard, and in the center of the courtyard was a small patch of land. However, there weren't any forms of spiritual plants growing on that land; that land seemed to have been barren and wasted for a long time. In the center of the barren land, was a stone path, the stone path led to a pavilion, behind the pavilion was a house.

Mo Wuji was just about to go take a look when suddenly the door closed behind him. Seeing that there was still the full moon shaped keyhole, Mo Wuji did not care too much about it. He could just open the gate again later.

Mo Wuji walked across the stone path and arrived at the pavilion. After entering the pavilion, Mo Wuji discovered that there was a corpse lying at the side.

This was different from those prison cells where the corpses had disappeared; this corpse was actually considered quite complete. Its skeleton still emitted a slight gold luster. Clearly, this corpse’s cultivation was not simple. It might actually have been an Earthly Immortal expert.

Mo Wuji bent down and examined the corpse carefully. The corpse didn't have any sort of storage ring or treasure.

Cautiously turning the corpse over, Mo Wuji discovered that the bones at the back of the corpse had turned black. It seems like the person had been back stabbed, and he had been stabbed with a poisoned knife.

Circumventing the corpse, Mo Wuji walked into the house.

Compared to the stone houses in the other prison cells, this house was much bigger. It looked like there were two room, and there was even a guest reception room.

In the center of the guest reception room, there was a tea table. On the tea table, there was a teapot and some jade cups. From the looks of it, Mo Wuji could tell that they have been displayed there and had not been touched for many years.

The first room was unlatched. Mo Wuji swept his spiritual will inwards and found that there was another corpse within.

Ascertaining that there wasn't any form of danger, Mo Wuji swiftly opened the door and went on. Indeed, there was a corpse behind the door. This corpse was facing downwards. The silk brocade clothing on him had yet to decay. In his hand, was a brush, but the brush had gone dry and the brush tips had already fallen off.

Once again, Mo Wuji flipped the corpse around. At the center of the corpse's forehead, was an entire patch of black. Ostensibly, this person had died under the same hands as the person outside, and they had died under the same poison.

The brush in this person's hand was actually an actual writing brush, and not some sort of magic treasure. Moreover, seeing that his fatal wound was actually at his forehead, it meant that this person wasn't guarding against the person who was right in front of him.

To be without guard, there were two possibilities. One, the two had an extremely close relationship, so this person trusted the other. Two, the difference in their statuses was extremely wide, so in this person's eyes, the other wouldn't even dare to kill him.

It was exactly the same as the previous corpse; this fella didn't have a ring on him.

Mo Wuji was a little speechless, and started to search more detailedly. If the two rings were still here, there might have been precious treasures which are better than what's found in an Earthly Immortal's ring.

Mo Wuji started to size up the room. The room was roughly the area of 20 squares. At all four sides, there were many books; these books were arranged very neatly.

At one angle of the room, there was a writing table. On the writing table, there were some manuscripts. By the side of the manuscripts, was a set of shackles. Mo Wuji slowly walked over; he was worried that these manuscripts were too old, and even a slight breeze would cause them to crumble.

Mo Wuji slowly approached the manuscripts and pinched it with his hands. He found that these paper was made from some unknown material, it was actually extremely tough, and it did not show any traces of erosion from time.

Could a prisoner have been brought in here? Then that prisoner suddenly erupted and killed the prison warden?

This possibility was highly likely, but Mo Wuji felt that it should not be the case. Even if the prisoner had been brought in here, the prison warden should not have completely let down his alertness, and allow that person to stab him right in the forehead.

Mo Wuji picked up the topmost paper. On it, was a simple poem. It could be seen that this warden was a poem enthusiast.

The second and third pieces of paper, on the other hand, were filled with some messy drawings. Mo Wuji wasn't able to discern them.

Placing these papers down, Mo Wuji bent down and picked up a piece of paper from the floor. Mo Wuji was instantly engrossed with its contents.

”Meng Yinsan, Red Lightning Star earth-type cultivator. Yong Ying 845 Calendar, Year 3111, 14th day of the 6th month, ascended to the Heavenly Immortal Stage. On the same day, he entered Yong Ying’s 11th Prison, Half Moon Prison Room 31.