All Chapters of The Secret of The Demonic Artifact: Chapter 771
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The Huo Xin Jian Sword – Part I
The city of Biramaki after the Dragon Boat Festival was quiet and deserted like a ghost town. The beach which had been crowded with people celebrating just days ago, now only had traces of fading crowds scattered everywhere: colorful pieces of paper, loose ribbons fluttering in the wind, and scattered fine sand that glistened under the pale sunlight.After Qi Yu's unexpected departure that left questions unanswered, Rong Tian's life returned to its original course without her presence. He accompanied his father whose health was gradually improving with each passing day, or chose to be alone in contemplation, wandering down quiet streets with hands clasped behind his back.However, every night when darkness fell over the city, one certain goal haunted him like an obsession he couldn't shake. The Imperial Cemetery called to him with promises of power and advancement beyond mortal limits."My cultivation progress is too rapid for my foundation to stabilize properly," he murmured to himse
The Huo Xin Jian Sword – Part II
The sun began to tilt toward the west painting the sky in shades of orange and red, casting long shadows between the towering buildings of the city. Rong Tian remained seated in the teahouse for hours watching the flow of people, his mind drifting back to the secret conversation he had overheard at the funeral between the Prince and State Master, the words etched deeply into his memory like carvings in stone."Patience is required," he thought with effort to control his impatience. "A cunning plan like this requires careful preparation and proper timing, the right moment to reveal the truth and ignite the flames of war."He finished his tea with final sip that drained the cup, preparing to continue his investigation through the city. He felt a faint spiritual vibration flowing throughout his body like electricity, as if the universe itself was sensing his unease and responding to his heightened awareness.At the end of his cultivation period at the imperial cemetery after many nights
The Sword Meeting at Qingyun Mountain – Part I.
Rong Tian sitting several tables behind them in a shadowy corner, listened intently with every fiber of his being, his attention fully focused on the conversation unfolding before him. His hands clenched the teacup with increasing pressure, creating fine cracks on its porcelain surface that spread like spider webs, a sign that his mind was working hard to process the implications of what he heard."Does this have anything to do with the State Teacher's plan to ignite war?" Rong Tian thought to himself with growing suspicion, his dark eyes flashing with barely concealed wariness, a bad feeling beginning to envelop him like a suffocating blanket.Other tea house patrons also moved closer with chairs scraping against wooden floors, curiosity overcoming their natural shyness and caution. A plump merchant dragged his chair closer with obvious eagerness written on his flushed face, while a woman in green silk pretended to adjust her hairpin while eavesdropping with practiced subtlety, tryin
The Sword Meeting at Qingyun Mountain – Part II.
Instantly without delay, the room erupted into a chorus of whispers and gasps of awe that merged into deafening cacophony. Every cultivator present, merchant seeking fortune, and even the tea house attendants who normally remained detached seemed hypnotized by the shocking news that would change their lives forever.Rong Tian fell into deep thought that removed him from the chaos around him, his mind wandering far away to dark possibilities. "Qingyun Mountain where the Pure Sky Sect resides..." he murmured to himself with voice barely audible, a faint smile forming on his lips that held no warmth."What is really going on behind all this spectacle? What are they planning that requires such elaborate setup?"News about the Flaming Heart Sword known as Huo Xin Jian spread like wildfire throughout the city of Biramaki, spreading quickly and unstoppably through every district and alleyway. Blood red flyers with striking gold lettering that caught the eye were posted in every corner of the
The Gathering at Qingyung Mountain.
Early morning on Qingyun Mountain shrouded in a thin mist that gently blew through ancient pine trees, the air was filled with extraordinary bustle and anticipation. The disciples of the Pure Sky Sect moved like a row of graceful white cranes gliding across still water, prepared themselves in their ceremonial robes that marked this special occasion.The pristine white robes reflect the morning sunlight filtering through clouds, creating a mesmerizing scene that drew gasps from onlookers. They march in perfect formation with synchronized steps along the narrow path leading to the main arena at the summit of the mountain, where the grand ceremony is about to begin and change the fate of many.A guest from the Four Star Sect named Liu Wei whose reputation for keen observation was well known, whispered to his companion from the Three Star Sect, Zhang Hui. "Look at the disciples of the Pure Sky Sect with attention! Their movements are so graceful and refined, full of discipline that speaks
The Gathering at Qingyung Mountain, Part Two.
Fang Long smiled faintly with practiced diplomacy, nodding gracefully to acknowledge the gathered crowd. He gestured for the group to proceed to the VIP podium at the peak of the arena with sweeping motion, where the honored guests would be seated on cushioned chairs befitting their status.Zhao Hua and Chang Zhong followed behind with measured steps, securing special seats in the front row that offered the best view. As soon as she sat down on the embroidered cushion, Zhao Hua immediately surveyed her surroundings with a condescending gaze that missed nothing, her eyes sweeping across the entire arena with careful scrutiny designed to find flaws."How simple and crude," she muttered aloud with voice deliberately loud enough for everyone to hear, ensuring her criticism reached every ear. "In the Sword Light Sect where I was raised, we would never hold an event like this with such poor decoration."She touched the seat with her fingertips as if examining filth, as if it were dirty and
Suspicion on Qingyun Mountain.
Rong Tian sat calmly among the gathered masses, blending in with the cultivators of the Three Star Sect who chatted amongst themselves.His simple white robe was almost invisible in the crowd of varied colors, but his sharp eyes never stopped observing with practiced vigilance, scanning the arena with an eagle like gaze that missed no detail, waiting for the event to begin.Meanwhile at the foot of Qingyun Mountain where the main entrance stood, right at the massive entrance gate carved with protective symbols, chaos erupted suddenly, spreading like a plague through gathered disciples.The disciples of the Pure Sky Sect gathered in a frenzy with weapons drawn, their faces overcome by a suffocating panic that made breathing difficult."Look at them lying there!" screamed a disciple with voice cracking from fear, his voice trembling with terror as he pointed a shaking finger, pointing at five of his comrades lying helplessly on the ground like fallen trees."They collapsed suddenly with
Mu Cai of the Xuefeng Clan.
"That's Mu Cai, the leader of the Xuefeng Clan," replied an elderly cultivator with white beard reaching his chest, his voice filled with respect and caution."Her beauty is renowned throughout the Longhai Continent and beyond. It is said that she is the reincarnation of a goddess who descended from heaven!"In an instant like lightning striking, all eyes turned to Mu Cai with magnetic pull.The men stared at her with deep admiration that bordered on worship, while the women looked at her with hidden envy burning in their hearts.Even Guang Jiang known for being hard to impress after decades of seeing beauties, couldn't hide his admiration that showed on his weathered face.His eyes followed Mu Cai's figure with intense focus, as if he had discovered a priceless treasure that could never be replaced.Zhao Hua who had once been the center of attention and praise, was now forgotten by everyone, like dust blown away by the wind without a trace.Her face was red with jealousy and burning
Mu Cai of the Xuefeng Clan- Part II
Everyone was stunned and frozen in place, unable to believe the words that had just come out of Zhao Hua's mouth with such venom.Even Guang Jiang, the respected leader of the Sword of Light Sect whose reputation was unquestionable, looked startled with eyes widening, taking a step back as if struck by an electric shock.He moved away from the girl deliberately, as if unwilling to have his name tarnished by association with such foolishness."Zhao Hua! Stop talking immediately! You've gone too far this time!" Chang Zhong whispered frantically while grabbing her arm, trying to pull the girl back to sit down and salvage the situation, but it was too late for redemption.The words had already been spoken and carried across the arena, and fate had been sealed by her own tongue.However, Zhao Hua had already been blinded by burning jealousy that consumed reason, like an inferno that never dies and destroys everything."Look at their clothes covered in cheap beads that glitter falsely! Like
Zhao Hua, The Foolish Girl, Part I.
In an instant faster than eye could follow, two golden snakes emerged from behind the sleeves of her robe with explosive movement, like bloodthirsty demons awakened from ancient slumber, glistening under the sunlight that illuminated the open arena.Their scales reflected the light like deadly gems forged in hellfire, their eyes gleaming dangerously with a cold, murderous aura that froze the blood, as if they were the very embodiment of death itself come to claim souls.Their bodies moved as fast as lightning crackling through storm clouds, like bolts of lightning splitting the air with blinding speed, darting toward Zhao Hua with their poisonous fangs ready to strike and inject venom, ready to destroy everything in their path.Just as the snakes were about to reach their target with fangs extended, when death was already within sight and unavoidable, Mu Cai stopped playing the flute with fingers lifting from the instrument.The two golden snakes froze in mid air suspended by invisibl