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Chapter 230 - 34: The Downfall of Mrs. Gu Huoniao and the Mysterious Taoist Temple (4K HD)

Chapter 230: Chapter 34: The Downfall of Mrs. Gu Huoniao and the Mysterious Taoist Temple (4K HD)

"Finally, a Second Order Weapon Master, it wasn’t easy."

Xu Shu munched on the crispy chicken wing and sighed with emotion.

The Gu Huoniao, who had regrown her small bird wings, wept beside you woefully, clutching the kasaya that symbolized her three daughters, which you wore on your body. At the thought, her tears plopped down continuously.

"Stop crying, you eat too." You handed her a perfectly roasted chicken wing tip, but she cried even louder.

You must be a real devil! But she was helpless against you, not only did you hold the kasaya that could threaten her, you had also reached the same level of strength as her.

As a Second Order Weapon Master, your power was immense. To others, you were now an expert of the Innate Realm, a rarity in the entirety of the Great Tang Martial World.

You felt that, now in the early stage of Second Order, if you wanted to advance further, you would have to continue devouring the flesh and blood of such aberrations, refining the power within. The more formidable the power of the flesh and blood’s origin, the more nourishment it could provide you.

This world might not lack yin ghosts, but they were not easy to find, and not all were as powerful as the Gu Huoniao. After all, aside from the nine of the upper echelon, she was the strongest. Thus, she rightfully earned the title: Ten Blades.

You needed her blood and flesh essence to enhance yourself.

After careful consideration, you ultimately decided to take the "Lower Waning Moon One Guhuo Bird" along with you as your prisoner.

At the same time, you set three rules with her: you wouldn’t kill her for the time being, nor would you harm her daughters; in return, she had to become an exclusive vassal to you, providing the blood and flesh essence needed for your cultivation.

She could regenerate her own flesh using her powers, and for you, you couldn’t miss out on such a delicious chicken meal.

Having lived (or died?) for over a thousand years, Mrs. Gu Huoniao had dug out countless men’s hearts, but never in her life had she encountered a heart as twisted as yours.

She thought you were ten times more perverted than the Ancestor of Yin Ghost, Ghost King Jiaye Luo—truly devilish to the core, scaring even ghosts.

"In the past, King Gou Jian of Yue laid on brambles and tasted gall; now, Lower Waning Moon One Gu Huoniao feeds her body to the devil. One day, I will surely kill him—gah!" With her weakness in your grasp, Gu Huoniao had to succumb to your threats and swore silently in her heart.

She couldn’t be exposed to sunlight, so you ingeniously crafted a small coffin for her to reside in during the day, carrying it on your back.

This coffin was made of high-quality purple sandalwood, a material so costly that even rich tycoons hesitated to make prayer beads out of it. You used it for a coffin—a true display of riches and extravagance. It appeared as if dripping with blood, both eerie and noble.

The next afternoon, carrying your food reserve, Gu Huoniao, you arrived at the local Dali government office and located Xiong Zhao, informing him—

"Brother Xiong Zhao, latest news. The ones who annihilated the Lin Family, taking hearts and crushing hearts, were the same group, all swordsmen wearing Sichuan opera masks, cursing with ’stupid son of a bitch’ and ’your turtle-brained dad’s an idiot’. Have your men look into it."

You were not pleased; was this not the same as cursing the Grandmaster of the day? Unbearable! A vendetta must be settled by a gentleman!

"Ah?" Xiong Zhao stared at you blankly. In just one night, you had ascertained such clear details of the suspects, making him wonder if he had slept for a whole month.

But then he realized and felt at ease, because, after all, your mother, Luoning, known as the Great Tang Detective Luo Shen Ningzhu, started from humble beginnings. As her only offspring, it was only right that you would be a great detective.

"Worthy indeed of the Lord’s bloodline, young master, you are a natural case-cracking genius! I shall dispatch someone to investigate immediately."

Little did he know, this information was relayed to you by Gu Huoniao. After you enjoyingly consumed roasted pigeons all morning, even her Undying Body was nearly drained by you, and she had to plead "Young master, please spare this servant," while divulging everything she knew.

Turns out, although she followed the scent of the kasaya to the Fuwei Escort Agency, she wasn’t the murderer. To use her own words, having a discerning taste due to her thousand-year-old yin ghost life, she only consumed high-quality experts, and Master Lin of Fuwei Escort Agency was far from being up to the mark, unworthy of her attention.

For this, you gave her a lesson, pinching her plump bird’s beak and scolding, "So you have a discerning mouth, huh? Let’s see how picky you are now! Teach you to be picky, teach you to be picky, picky my..."

As is known, birds do not have teeth in their mouths but rather a crop-like structure—though as a descendant of a mythical creature, Gu Huoniao did have teeth; she just did not dare to bite you under your threat.

You brute, what place have you left for your fellow disciples and your master’s wife? They’ve brought out the entire clan wealth of the Hua Mountain Sect to play with you, and yet you go seducing a bird? Aren’t you mistaken? You must’ve been eyeing her widowed sacred body from the start.

"By the way, young master, what are you doing carrying around a coffin in broad daylight?"

Without changing your expression, you replied, "This is the long-lost Blood Coffin of the Blood Saber Sect. As everyone knows, a small blood saber is nurtured inside."

"I see, and what are you eating?" Xiong Zhao inquired, puzzled by the size of the chicken wings in your hand, far beyond ordinary poultry.

"Don’t ask what you shouldn’t."

"Yes, young master!"

Days of waiting for outcomes are always hard to endure.