Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 242 - 191: Turmoil from All Sides_2

Chapter 242: Chapter 191: Turmoil from All Sides_2

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"Zixia, I confessed my love to you years ago, yet because I couldn’t draw your Ziqing Treasure Sword, you rejected me! You said you saw me only as an elder brother!"

"Fine! It’s okay for you to reject me! But Li Ping’an, the lewd thief, hadn’t even drawn your Ziqing Treasure Sword, and you went begging to marry him!"

"Junior Sister, this I cannot accept!"

"Junior Sister, since you are unfair in your ways, don’t blame me, your senior brother, for what comes next!"

After saying these words with a sinister frustration, the senior brother, Tai Shibao, used his mana to burn Zixia’s letter into ashes.

Watching the burning letter, Senior Brother Tai Shibao sneered with a malicious smile:

"Junior Sister, you still want to get Li Ping’an to join Qingyun Sect? Do you think that’s possible? But I can’t just leave this unsaid, lest you blame me later. However, how I choose to speak of it... that’s up to me! Hahaha!"

The proud, mocking laughter of Senior Brother Tai Shibao echoed nonstop in the grand hall, and then he used the Telepathic Transmission Technique to contact the second senior brother of Qingyun Sect.

"Senior Brother, what do you need at this late hour?"

The image of the second senior brother of Qingyun Sect appeared in front of Senior Brother Tai Shibao.

"Junior Brother, Zixia has taken a nominal disciple..."

Second Senior Brother of Qingyun Sect:

"That sounds like good news; I didn’t expect our junior sister to start taking disciples. Congratulations!"

Senior Brother Tai Shibao:

"But this Li Ping’an is a disciple from Mount Longhu, and has a despicable character, lewd and vulgar..."

...

Chang’an City, Zhengyi Temple.

"Nangong Zhidao, I didn’t expect you to make it into the top eight of Group B for Zhengyi Temple. Impressive!"

"We’ve finally gained some face for Zhengyi Taoism this time!"

"We have already written to the Observatory Master to commend your performance!"

"Senior Brother Nangong, if you can make it into the top four of Group B tomorrow, you will be second to none at Zhengyi Temple!"

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Nangong, and may you persevere tomorrow and strive for the top four in Group B!"

The fellow junior brothers surrounded Nangong Zhidao, who had made it into the top eight of Group B, and congratulated him.

Nangong Zhidao replied humbly:

"It’s thanks to the strong support of my fellow senior and junior brothers, and the guidance of our master, that I, Nangong Zhidao, have achieved today’s results. However, tomorrow’s competition will be against some expert Taoists sects, and won’t be as easy as today. Nonetheless, I will give it my all and not let you down!"

"Senior Brother Nangong is not arrogant or complacent despite his great achievements; truly an example for us all!"

"Senior Brother Nangong, if there’s anything you need, just say it, and we will help you advance further!"

"Senior Brother Nangong, this sword of mine is no ordinary item; if you want to use it, feel free to take it!"

"Senior Brother, this treasure of mine is also very powerful; if you want to use it, just ask!"

"Senior Brother..."

In the face of the juniors’ enthusiasm, Nangong Zhidao gestured them to stop:

"Thank you all for your full support, but I’m quite tired from today’s competition, and I’d like to go back to my room to rest well, so I can be fully spirited for tomorrow’s fight!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Let’s let Senior Brother go back to rest, and we won’t bother you anymore!"

"Thank you, junior brothers, for understanding."

Thus, Nangong Zhidao was escorted back to his room by a crowd of junior brothers.

Once he returned to his room, Nangong Zhidao immediately closed the door. Alone, he suddenly tilted his head back and opened his mouth wide, with his mouth twisting unnaturally.

And from his mouth, the skin on the left half of his face began to disintegrate rapidly, much like a snake shedding its skin, revealing another person’s appearance on the left side of his body, along with the intermittently visible Cursed Seal on his left shoulder.

"Li Ping’an, tomorrow I will make sure you die!"

At this moment, the left half of Nangong Zhidao’s face was the Puppet Xie Wenren, and the right half was the genuine Zhengyi Temple disciple Nangong Zhidao.

His ferocious roar echoed through the room, stimulating the Cursed Seal on his left shoulder.

"Puppet, what are you planning?"

The Cursed Seal of the Earth on Puppet Xie Wenren’s left shoulder seemed to come to life, quickly radiating black light. Then, the skin where the Cursed Seal was located tore apart on its own, and half a figure emerged from it – the figure of Kumarajiva.

"You’re not planning on exposing Li Ping’an’s identity in public tomorrow, are you? Then forcing him to fight to the death with Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect, that incompetent?"

"I was indeed planning that, but..."

Puppet Xie Wenren cocked his head while looking up, saying,

"But, disciple must not ruin Master’s plan, yet every time I see Li Ping’an, I want to kill him. This feeling is hard to contain, so I wish to kill him publicly tomorrow! I want to snatch the Immortal Slaying Sword for my own use!"

"Hahahaha!"

Kumarajiva scoffed, stretched his elongated body closer to Puppet Xie Wenren, and sneered,

"With your current strength, it’s impossible for you to kill him!"

"Then..."

Puppet Xie Wenren hesitated before pleading urgently,

"Master, I beg you to teach me to fully unleash the potential of the Curse Seal of the Earth!"

"Although you are learning my evil magic, because your aptitude is so poor, if you forcibly try to unlock the potential of the Curse Seal of the Earth, you will certainly be backlashed! Then, you will end up neither human nor ghost, just like those Ghost Taoists!"

Puppet Xie Wenren, dissatisfied, said,

"Master, then how shall I kill Li Ping’an tomorrow?"

"When you compete with Li Ping’an tomorrow, I can lend you my strength!"

Puppet Xie Wenren said excitedly,

"Thank you, Master!"

"Do not thank me just yet!"

Kumarajiva commanded,

"Tomorrow, you must not reveal the fact that Li Ping’an killed Pei Yuanjing in public, but you can use my power to force out Li Ping’an’s hidden abilities. After I have assessed his worth, then you can kill him in public, not too late!"

"No problem! Delaying the killing of Li Ping’an is merely letting him live a bit longer! I will follow Master’s arrangements entirely! However..."

Puppet Xie Wenren asked curiously,

"How can I borrow Master’s strength?"

"Hahahaha! Watch carefully!"

After Kumarajiva finished speaking, he immediately crawled onto Xie Wenren’s neck and viciously bit down on the Curse Seal of the Earth on his left shoulder!

"Master, you..."

Puppet Xie Wenren had not finished speaking when he fainted. The Cursed Seal on his left shoulder, which was flickering in and out of sight, became completely solidified, visible to the naked eye, and it even showed signs of spreading to his entire body.

...

In the Great Tang’s southern borderland, Yellow Maple Valley, Falling Sunset Mountain, Facing-Heaven Peak.

"My friends, that matter is about to be within reach!"

Under the long pavilion, an elderly man with white hair excitedly said to a group of cultivators in front of him with a trembling voice.

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"Good! As long as we get that item, we can surely become immortals!"

The group of cultivators replied excitedly.

"Just wait another half a month to a month, that item will return to my hands! Then, I will invite you all to become immortals together!"

The white-haired elderly man paused, then sharply turned the conversation, scanning the assembly of cultivators as he gave instructions,

"However, to obtain that item, disciples from all your sects must make an effort. There will inevitably be casualties, so at that time, you must not be soft-hearted. Do you all understand?"

The cultivators looked at each other and then unanimously turned to the white-haired elderly man,

"We will all follow the Valley Master’s command, exert all our efforts at the crucial moment to seize that item at any cost!"

"Good!"

The white-haired elderly man advised as a final reminder,

"Everyone, go back to your respective sects for now and make haste in preparing the Thunderstrike Peach Wood Sword. Make sure that each individual has one. Once there’s news from that side, I will summon you all to acquire that item!"

"Okay, we will go back to prepare right now! We await the Valley Master’s command!"

The group of cultivators mounted their magic artifacts and flew out of Yellow Maple Valley. In an instant, only the white-haired elderly man was left in Facing-Heaven Pavilion.

He walked alone to the edge of the cliff, facing the remnants of sunlight mingling with the sea of clouds, feeling inflated with pride, he declared,

"This time, I must become an immortal! And become the god who reigns over the human realm! When that time comes, what recluses, what Four Great Noble Paths, the Three Great Buddha Heads, all the immortals of various realms, Buddhas from every direction, and demons from all quarters, will be nothing but chickens and dogs in comparison! Hahahaha!"

The old man’s proud and arrogant laughter echoed long in the valley!