Chapter 451 Undercurrent
Chapter 451 Undercurrent
Yun Yao sat cross-legged on the cushion in the training room, and the spiritual power gathered at her fingertips outlined complex runes in the air. The system panel loomed in front of her eyes, and the progress bars of various training were climbing at a steady rate. Suddenly, the fragments of the ancient book on the stone table trembled slightly, and blood-colored lines slithered on the yellowed pages like a living thing.
She suddenly opened her eyes, and her spiritual power suddenly gathered. The blood-colored lines on the torn page became clearer and clearer, forming a lifelike demonic eye, with a faint light flowing in the depths of the pupil. The mechanical voice of the system exploded in her ears: "Demon energy fluctuations detected, host, please pay attention to safety."
Yun Yao put the remaining pages into her storage ring and left the training room. The night was as dark as ink, and the cicadas' chirping was particularly abrupt in the quiet courtyard. She walked quickly towards the library, following the shadow of the corridor. The red warning on the system panel made her heart heavy - since she traveled through time, the system had never given such a severe warning.
The candlelight in the library flickered in the wind, and the administrator, Old Zhang, was dozing off while holding a pile of books. Yun Yao tapped her fingertips, and the sleeping spell fell silently on him, and then she flashed into the vast bookshelves. She called up the system's search function, and the images of the fragments of ancient books projected a holographic projection on her retina, quickly locking onto a row of dusty bookshelves.
"The Secret Records of Demon Cultivation..." She pulled out a thread-bound book, and her pupils suddenly shrank when she saw the borrowing record on the title page. Liu Yan'er's name was listed, and the borrowing time was exactly three days ago. What was even more strange was that there was a faint demonic aura between the pages, and when her fingertips brushed over it, she felt a bone-chilling chill.
Thunder roared outside the window, and heavy rain poured down. Yun Yao put the book back to its original place and was about to leave when she caught a glimpse of a black shadow flashing in the depths of the bookshelf. She held her breath and concentrated her spiritual power in her palm, only to see that the black shadow was actually a charred crow with a blood-red letter tied to its claws.
The crow fluttered towards the window, and Yun Yao chased after it without thinking. The heavy rain instantly soaked her clothes, and she ran wildly in the mud, watching the crow fly over the forbidden archway on the back mountain of the palace. The demon-suppressing stone at the entrance of the forbidden area glowed faintly, but strangely went out when the crow approached.
Yun Yao sneaked into the bushes at the edge of the archway, and a strong demonic aura hit her face. After turning three mountain ridges, the open space in front was shrouded in blood-red moonlight, and Liu Yan'er was standing in front of a broken altar. She was wearing a black gauze skirt, and her long hair was flying wildly in the night wind, which was completely different from the gentle concubine image she usually had.
"My Lord, everything is ready." Liu Yan'er's voice trembled with flattery, "As long as the Demon God Seed is detonated when the secret realm is opened, the entire cultivation world will fall into chaos."
The black-robed man on the altar slowly turned around, revealing half of his rotten face under his hood, with maggots wriggling in the festering wound. He laughed hoarsely, and the devilish aura lingered around him like a black mist: "Very good, wait for the devil to come to the world, and everything you want will come true..."
Yun Yao covered her mouth and nose to avoid being choked by the demonic energy. The system panel flashed wildly, reminding her that she was in an extremely dangerous environment. She took a half step back and crushed a dead branch with the sole of her boot. Liu Yan'er turned back suddenly, and black demonic fire condensed on her fingertips: "Who is there?"
The man in black robe raised his hand to stop her, his rotten nostrils flaring: "It's Yun Yao... I didn't expect she could chase us here." He raised his withered palm, and the black mist condensed into a sharp claw and grabbed towards the bushes where Yun Yao was hiding.
Yun Yao turned and ran wildly, her spiritual power exploding under her feet, leaving a series of afterimages on the muddy mountain road. Behind her, she heard Liu Yan'er screaming, "Kill her! Don't let her go back alive!"
The evil spirit of the black-robed man turned into countless bone arrows, piercing through the rain and attacking her. Yun Yao drew the Qingluan Sword from her waist, and chopped the bone arrows one by one with the sword energy. But the evil spirit was endless, and a bone arrow grazed her right arm, leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone, and the black poison quickly spread on her skin.
She bit her tongue, and her spiritual power wrapped in her heart blood was injected into the wound, temporarily suppressing the poison. The system prompt sounded at the right time: "Ancient magic poison detected, do you want to spend 1000 points to exchange for detoxification pills?"
"Exchange!" Yun Yao did not hesitate. The pill melted in her mouth, and the poison dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. She leaped onto an ancient pine tree, using the elasticity of the branches to sprint forward, and finally escaped back to the palace before the black-robed man caught up.
Sitting paralyzed in her own courtyard, Yun Yao looked at the unhealed wound on her arm. The red warning on the system panel had not been lifted. The evidence of Liu Yan'er's collusion with the demon cultivators was already solid, but she was more concerned about the "Demon God Seed" mentioned by the black-robed man - what exactly is that? Why did it cause a disaster when the secret realm was opened?
The rain gradually stopped, and the sky in the east was turning pale. Yun Yao changed her soaked clothes and burned the bloodstained cloth. A new task suddenly popped up on the system: "Uncover Liu Yan'er's conspiracy, reward: Earth-level skill "Ice Heart Sutra"."
She clenched her fists and looked out the window at the rising sun. A storm was about to set off in the world of cultivation.
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