All Chapters of The Secret of The Demonic Artifact: Chapter 731
- Chapter 740
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The False Map – Part I.
Rong Tian followed Qi Yu through the bustling streets of Biramaki City, heading toward the Eastern Market where anything imaginable could be found. It was already late afternoon as the sun cast long shadows across stone-paved roads, but the streets remained bustling with activity that seemed to intensify as evening approached.The voices of vendors could be heard shouting to sell their goods with practiced enthusiasm, while buyers haggled with equally loud voices. The air was filled with the sounds of commerce, creating a symphony of negotiation and trade that spoke of the city's prosperity.The smell of food wafted through the air as food vendors shouted out their offerings with voices hoarse from hours of use. Steamed buns filled with pork and vegetables, hand-pulled noodles in rich broth, and other delicacies competed for the attention of hungry customers.The aromatic scent of steamed buns and dumpling soup filled the air like invisible clouds, tempting Rong Tian's appetite. His s
The False Map – Part II.
The shop owner looked hesitant, shaking his head slowly while his expression became guarded. "Such a map is very rare and valuable given recent events in that cursed region.""I'm not sure if I have a complete one available for sale at this time." His evasive words suggested he did possess such an item but was reluctant to reveal it.Rong Tian assessed that the shopkeeper was being deliberately cautious about the transaction. It seemed he didn't want to say too much, perhaps because the name Hadarac Desert had been a hot topic of conversation lately among cultivators.The recent rumors about the Black Bat King's treasure had made everyone involved in such transactions wary. The shopkeeper's caution was understandable given the dangerous individuals such knowledge might attract to his establishment."How about I offer you twenty silver coins for the map you have, each coin weighing two shiang?" Qi Yu skillfully produced a small leather pouch from within her sleeve and extended it towar
Dressed for Deception.
To complete their journey to Qingyun Mountain, which was not far from Biramaki City, Qi Yu asked Rong Tian to exchange clothes. The evening air had grown cooler as twilight settled over the bustling streets, casting long shadows across stone-paved roads.She stared at Rong Tian with a furrowed brow, her scarred face reflecting concern beneath the flickering light of street lanterns. Her eyes narrowed as if appraising every detail of his appearance with the practiced assessment of someone who understood the importance of proper disguise.After a moment of careful consideration, she finally voiced her opinion with characteristic bluntness. "I know my appearance isn't convincing as a White Sect cultivator with these scars marking my face," Qi Yu said flatly, without expression."But you, even though you look like a scholar or a writer, with your predominantly black attire, you're more suited to be called a little demon of the demon sect." Her words carried no malice, only practical obser
Silk and Venom.
Rong Tian, on the other hand, didn't care much whether the clothes were expensive or affordable. He knew he had enough money hidden in his storage belt to buy the entire shop several times over, but he preferred not to bring this up unless absolutely necessary."Does your store not sell cheaper clothes for cultivators of modest means?" Qi Yu spat out the words while tossing aside the embroidered shirt she had just taken off the wooden hanger. The expensive silk fluttered through the air before landing in a heap on the floor.Her voice grew louder with each word, signaling her mounting impatience with the situation. "Why are all your garments priced like treasures meant for imperial nobles?"Instantly, the shop owner's expression darkened like ink spreading through water. Traces of anger mixed with a condescending tone appeared on his fleshy face as years of suppressed resentment toward difficult customers bubbled to the surface.With a voice full of barely concealed scorn, he replied
The Cruelty of the Black World – Part I.
"Wait! Don't kill her!" Rong Tian shouted in a voice filled with worry that echoed through the cramped shop like thunder rolling across distant mountains. His hand reached out desperately, seemingly wanting to stop Qi Yu, but his fingers grasped only empty air.In his mind, Rong Tian never expected that such a trivial matter would escalate into bloodshed so quickly. The shopkeeper's dismissal of Qi Yu as a penniless girl had driven the demonic cultivator to attempt to take the woman's life without hesitation.Rong Tian found this utterly unreasonable, his sense of justice clashing against the harsh reality before him. For him, insults and mockery like this were nothing new since childhood, merely words that stung but left no lasting wounds.However, Qi Yu seemed to have a different way of thinking, one shaped by the cruel path of demonic cultivation. Her worldview was forged in blood and tempered by survival in a world where weakness meant death.However, his warning shout came too la
The Cruelty of the Black World – Part II.
"Little Brother Rong! What are you doing standing there like a wooden statue? You still want to show up in the middle of a group of white clad practitioners on Qingyun Mountain, dressed all in black?" asked Qi Yu, her eyebrows furrowed in disapproval.Her tone carried the exasperation of a teacher dealing with a particularly slow student. The question hung in the air between them, demanding an answer that Rong Tian struggled to provide."I... I..." Rong Tian stammered, his tongue feeling thick and clumsy in his mouth. Words failed him as conflicting emotions warred within his heart.His eyes fixed on the white robe held by Qi Yu, then glanced toward the lifeless body of the shop owner sprawled on the floor. He felt reluctant to take the robe from someone who had just lost their life, the garment seeming tainted by the manner of its acquisition.However, Qi Yu seemed unconcerned with such sentimental notions, her face showing only impatience. In the world of demonic cultivation, the de
Old Acquaintances – Part I.
The night wind blew strongly, carrying with it the scent of earth and withering leaves that spoke of autumn's approach. Maple leaves fell to the ground like drops of blood from the heavens, creating a beautiful red carpet under the dim starlight that barely pierced the thick clouds above.The cold and quiet night seemed to be the loyal companion of Rong Tian and Qi Yu's journey to the peak of Qingyun Mountain. The path ahead stretched before them like a ribbon winding through the darkness, promising both danger and opportunity in equal measure.In fact, the two of them did not encounter any difficulties in climbing the mountain, their disguises proving more effective than expected. When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, precisely at the gate of the Pure Sky Sect where torches burned with righteous light, Qi Yu cleverly greeted the sect disciples guarding the entrance."Greetings of Tao to the disciples of the Pure Sky Sect," Qi Yu said in a soft yet confident voice that carrie
Old Acquaintances – Part II.
Rong Tian, with his cold expression hidden beneath the mask of humility, was unaware that his attitude had become more open and bold. He began to dare to mock others in his thoughts, his behavior slowly becoming a little like that of a cold and lighthearted demonic cultivator who saw weakness as deserving only contempt.All of this, of course, was the effect of befriending Qi Yu and walking the dark path. The influence of the demonic girl was beginning to seep into Rong Tian like poison in water, changing his perspective on this harsh martial arts world where strength determined everything.At the peak of Qingyun Mountain, in the middle of a vast field that stretched like an ocean of trampled grass, a large stage stood majestically. Torches and lanterns illuminated the area with golden light, creating an atmosphere full of excitement and tension that crackled in the air like lightning about to strike.Experts gathered around the stage, their faces filled with enthusiasm and confidence
The Taoist Sect in the Hadarac Desert.
As explained earlier, Mo Zhengsheng was an outer court disciple of the Pure Sky Sect who walked the edges of power. Although he was actually part of the Expedition Cultivator organization and worked as a courier delivering goods across dangerous territories, on that night, Mo Zhengsheng joined the Taoist Sect's gathering with ulterior motives burning in his heart.Mo Zhengsheng hoped that by showing his loyalty to the Pure Sky Sect and pleasing the sect leader with his presence, he would reap benefits beyond mere recognition. "At least I'm showing that I want to help the Pure Sky Sect and please the sect leader!" he thought, full of hope that bordered on desperate fantasy.His thoughts were still wandering through corridors of possibility, his fantasies running wild like untamed horses across open plains. "Who knows, if that bat demon's lair is found and it is wiped out, then all the loot I was guarding that night can be returned!" Mo Zhengsheng breathed a sigh of relief as he imagine
The Revenge Plan – Part I.
Rong Tian hurriedly descended through the ropes from the Spirit Ship, his steps swift yet measured like a dancer performing on invisible strings. His hands gripped the coarse hemp rope tightly, the fibers rough against his palms as he controlled his descent with practiced precision.Beside him, on another rope that swayed in the morning breeze, Qi Yu also slid down with agile and confident movements. As a martial artist who had trained since childhood, the girl possessed exceptional Qinggong skills that rivaled even the most talented disciples of righteous sects.Her body glided as smoothly as cotton floating on water, her hair fluttering in the wind like black silk banners. Her mask briefly shifted, revealing her flawlessly beautiful face that could captivate the hearts of countless men with a single glance.It was clear that Qi Yu was indeed quite attractive beneath her disguise. Her features were delicate yet carried an edge of danger that spoke of her demonic cultivation backgroun