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Lin Shouxi also understood that even though the deity had been killed, the duties of the Wu family still had to be fulfilled.
Now, with the lake’s waters receding, revealing the divine court below, they had to go to the heart of the lake to receive its inheritance.

Lin Shouxi speculated that he and the others had been summoned for this reason.
It was a guess Perfected Yun confirmed with his next words.

“With Lord Protector’s passing, my family has decided to split its power into three parts which will be given to the first and second young master, and the third young lady respectively.”

“As for you…” he said, “…you were summoned here by Lord Protector before its death.
It used the divine altar to bridge the vast expanse of space, pulling you from thousands of li away, all to ensure the safety of the young masters and young lady as they journey to the divine residence in half a month to claim its inheritance.
If all goes according to plan, you will be rewarded with the position of divine attendant, granting you the chance to ascend to the realm of demigods in the future!”


As soon as the word was uttered, the rain outside quieted down a bit.

Perfected Yun’s voice held a mesmerizing power as he spoke, “You are truly fortunate, it makes me green with envy.” Lin Shouxi observed the rapt expressions of those around them, betraying signs of longing and obsession.
However, with the corpses scattered below the cliff, Lin Shouxi couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease, rather than any luckiness.

Furthermore, based on his vast experience, there was a good chance that this so-called Wu family was a cult, and that they had all been brought here as sacrificial offerings.

“Alright, everyone, get some rest,” Perfected Yun announced, “I’ll be teaching you spells tomorrow, so that you will be ready to accompany the young masters and young lady when they arrive in a few days to choose their companions.”

These were Perfected Yun’s last words.

As the flicker of the candles died out, a chill seeped through the window and Perfected Yun vanished into the night, the malevolent spirit following.

Under the eaves and before the rain curtains, Perfected Yun paused, his thoughts turning to the young man named Lin Shouxi.
“Could he see my heart demon?” he wondered.

With a furrowed brow, Perfected Yun gazed at the grotesque spirit that trailed behind him.
After a moment of contemplation, he shook his head.
“That’s impossible.
My heart demon is not something other people can see.”

Sigh, perhaps he had been thinking too much lately, to have given rise to such an unrealistic thought…

Perfected Yun stepped into the rain and disappeared into the mist.

He wasn’t afraid that the children would escape since the ancient residence was surrounded by cliffs and ruins, making it difficult for them to move.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the doorstep of a dark and gloomy mansion.
This was the home of the Wu family.

Amidst the pitter-patter of rain, Perfected Yun encountered a small, aged man who stood waiting at the doorway with an umbrella in hand.

“Is something wrong? Did that crazy old woman prophesize something important again?” Perfected Yun asked casually.

“No,” the dwarf replied with a furrowed brow.
“Today, the grand priest went to inspect the idol and altar.
He found something in the mud at the bottom of the cliff.”

“What was it?” Perfected Yun pressed.

“A sword,” the dwarf answered.

“A sword? Is it a great artifact? Or an object left behind by Lord Protector?”

Perfected Yun hazarded a guess, but the reality proved far beyond his expectations.

“No, it’s not a great artifact.
The sword is in good condition, but there are no divine inscriptions on it either.
It’s just an ordinary sword, but…” The dwarf elder’s voice suddenly trembled.

“But what?”

“But when the grand priest compared it to the markings on Lord Protector’s idol, one of them seemed to match it!” The dwarf elder took a deep breath before delivering the shocking news in a cold voice.
“That sword may very well be the weapon that killed Lord Protector!”

“What do you mean,” Perfected Yun exclaimed in shock.

The old man fell silent.

“A common blade had killed Lord Protector… How is that possible? If a common blade was the murder weapon, what kind of person must the killer be?”

Is the Wu family… in peril?

Perfected Yun stood in the rain, the clothes on his back slowly soaking through.

Meanwhile, in that bloody room, Lin Shouxi leaned against the wall, lost in thought.

Ever since he woke up, he felt as though he had forgotten about something important.
It wasn’t the River Luo Inscription or the black scale, but something else…

What could it be?

He was too exhausted, and his headache was so severe that it made remembering hard.

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