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Chapter 251 - 8: The Tragedy of Jieyuan Temple!

Chapter 251: Chapter 8: The Tragedy of Jieyuan Temple!

Yun Di’s face bore dissatisfaction as she reminded, "Lord of the city, he has killed a man, right on the street."

"Elder Yun, I know you’ve always valued rules, but the Human Race has come to such a point where at best, rules can only slow our demise."

"But we need to survive."

"Out of ten thousand people, fewer than a thousand are newborn children, and that number will only decrease, yet someone like him, a peerless prodigy, has been born."

"Do you know what such an unusual occurrence represents?"

The city lord spoke each word with earnest seriousness.

"It’s the Human Race’s last struggle of fate, weak and possibly futile, but we, these people, must help him."

"Moreover, Qingcang’s enmities with the Jiang Family and Guan San are known to me. Although he is excessively unyielding, he is not wrong."

Yun Di sat cross-legged on the cushion, quietly listening to the city lord’s words and his decision.

She made a gesture similar to what she had done in the past, standing up and bowing deeply.

"Lord of the city, I understand what to do now."

"Does the Guan Family need to be exterminated?"

"Let him handle it himself."

...

Elsewhere.

Liang Hui wandered around the city, confirming where he could find ’dream-entering’ items before returning to the stone cottage.

He took out a fragment of a mirror from his chest, sensed it carefully, and whispered to himself,

’Enter the dream!’

The next moment, his perspective began to blur, the scene shifting constantly.

Cathedral-level temples as high as the stars, sheared in half, a shattered golden Buddha seated in the Vault of Heaven, monks and bodhisattvas falling like rain upon the earth, and myriad demons obscuring the heavens and the earth.

Jieyuan Temple’s tragedy!

Such thoughts flashed through his mind.

Afterward, his view was fixed on a corner of a vast battlefield.

In the jungle, an old man with an ancient mirror overhead was fighting a centipede with a human body and a hundred legs.

Crimson flames burned heaven and earth, and the hundred legs cutting through the land were like heavenly blades.

At that moment, Liang Hui didn’t hesitate and entered the body of the old man.

In an instant, the frozen battlefield sprang back to life.

He also immediately projected his consciousness into the old man’s abdomen, where a red Golden Core floated, radiating light.

Liang Hui carefully felt the Golden Core and the path of the flowing aura.

It wasn’t until the surroundings began to blur that he ended this dream entry.

When he awoke, he was back in the stone cottage, reflecting on the Golden Core in the old man’s abdomen.

"So that’s how it is, a truly ingenious method," the young man couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

His gaze lowered, looking at the mirror shard in his hand, thinking of the old man’s storage space, and the hundred-legged centipede demon.

A smile inevitably appeared on his face.

’This harvest will exceed expectations.’

He gripped the mirror shard in his hand tightly and murmured, "Enter the dream!"

In the stone cottage, he underwent six dream entries until all his aura was depleted and then he stopped.

Although the expenditure was immense, the gains were equally impressive.

First, he obtained a volume of the Wind-Fire True Scroll, a Golden Core Technique that could form a Wind Attribute or Fire Attribute Golden Core.

With his Realm, he was fully capable of deducing the completion of the Xuanyin Moon Technique’s Golden Core Technique.

However, it would still be best to find the original Xuanyin Moon Technique, its specific Golden Core Technique.

Secondly, he learned of the Demon Tribe’s cultivation system and the methods of cultivation for the first few Realms.

One could only say that the Demon Tribe’s system of cultivation was filled with malice towards humans, but of course, the cultivation path of the Human Race was no exception to the Demon Tribe.

Beasts without awakened intelligence are collectively known as fierce beasts and do not belong to the Demon Tribe.

Upon awakening intelligence, they are called demon beasts.

When they start cultivating and purifying the Demon Blood within them, they become demons.

But such True Blood of the Demon Tribe is only found within demons; humans do not possess it, so this system of cultivation completely blocks the possibility of humans following it.

The Realms of Lesser Demon and Great Demon both involve purifying True Blood to obtain the power of ancient ancestors in the bloodline.

As for what comes after, the cultivation path of the Demon Tribe was not something that centipede could access.

He stopped the flow of thoughts in his mind.

Liang Hui collected the mirror shards and began to restore his depleted mana.

Time passed, and night fell.

The youth opened his tightly closed eyes and took out a wooden box from his bosom, retrieved from the remains of the man in red.

Upon opening it, a fresh scent of herbs and a surge of heat instantly filled the air.

Liang Hui looked at the two fiery-red herbs and a crystal-clear red ruby.

He reached out his hand, picked up the herbs, toyed with them briefly, and then swallowed them whole.

The herbs melted as soon as they touched his tongue, turning into an extremely hot substance that circulated through his body like flames.

However, the intense heat was quickly soothed and absorbed by the surging moonlight essence, as it moved toward his abdomen.

Another layer was forged upon the second layer of his Tao Foundation.

As the medicinal power weakened, the forging process also became increasingly slower.

Liang Hui picked up the ruby from the last wooden box, and a silvery gleam emerged in his palm, turning it into a liquid that he swallowed.

Hoo~

Intense flames blazed from his body, but within a few breaths, they were extinguished by the moonlight essence.

The charred areas slowly flaked off and healed.

At this moment, the three layers of Tao Foundation in the youth’s abdomen emitted a hazy moonlight essence, floating within.

Accompanied by this, Liang Hui’s aura became as mysterious and cold as the bright moon.

He reached out his hand, and the moonlight essence materialized between his fingers, rapidly transforming and quickly taking the shape of a silver throwing knife.

His thoughts moved.

The void turned white as the knife instantly traversed space, breaking through the roof and vanishing into the night sky.

"The power of offense is not bad!"

Liang Hui carefully sensed his current strength, comparing it to the power at the Golden Core Level.

He stood up, gazing forward.

"It’s time to collect resources and eliminate some vermin along the way."

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the stone house.

The Guan Family was the undisputed overlord of South City District.

The family boasted an ancestor at the sixth layer of Foundation Establishment, theoretically capable of advancing to Core Formation.

At this moment, within the manor, a meeting was being convened.

An old man with white hair and a ruddy complexion sat at the head of the table.

His cloudy eyes looked at a man and a woman standing with their hands bound in the room.

"That person killed Jiang Huai on the street today. From the images transmitted, he likely broke through to the second layer."

"Guan San, it’s your son who has brought such calamity upon our family."

"What shall we do now?"

The man standing in the room spoke with a calm expression.

"Elder ancestor, if our lives can be exchanged for that man’s forgiveness, of course it’s possible, but..."

Crackle! Crackle!

Amidst the sounds of shattering,

A myriad of silver blades broke through the house.

They slashed from all directions.

In an instant, the house collapsed, cutting into pieces.

Dust rose into the air, obscuring everyone’s vision.

Only a tall figure stood in the distance, surrounded by numerous moonlight essence-formed blades, hovering nearby.

Liang Hui extended his hand and gave a gentle wave, and the silver blades struck forward like arrows.

One after another, the blades traced through the night and slashed into the dust.

Boom! Boom!...

The continuous roar was piercing.

Flames had just begun to rise when they were immediately slashed out.

Angry roars turned into mournful wails as the attacks continued.

In the end, there were no sounds other than the thunder of the falling blades.

"Heh! It’s over."

Liang Hui cast out all the silver blades, indifferently watching the rising dust settle.