Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 451 - 345: Family Treasure!

Chapter 451: Chapter 345: Family Treasure!

Mist swirled around.

Everything was obscured in the silent Death Demon Fog, impossible to see even the slightest detail.

Even the fog itself was completely nonexistent.

Wu Xiaode materialized within the fog, looking around him.

The world of the Shangmo family had been destroyed.

This place had turned into a dark Void.

Siang—

Or rather, the eerie monster.

It darted around in the sky, emitting frantic and dense howling sounds, seemingly still searching for something.

Occasionally, some remnants of worlds would appear in the Void.

Siang, unfazed, stretched out his hand and grabbed.

Those things immediately shattered to dust, never to exist again.

It was still searching for him!

Wu Xiaode took a deep breath, somewhat helpless.

Originally, he could have avoided coming here.

If he had just stayed a little longer in the Netherworld, perhaps an hour, two hours, or even several days,

the monster might not have found him and could have left.

But Arian’s father had said,

"The secret passage will open in ten minutes. It will appear in the underground tunnel of the family warehouse and will be open for only three seconds."

Checking the time, it was almost there.

Wu Xiaode stopped paying attention to the monster.

He began to carefully determine his current location, trying to find where the family warehouse was.

— His current coordinates were supposed to be the original plaza.

So,

where was the warehouse?

"Qiong, can you find the location of the family warehouse?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Let me think—we’re in the plaza now if you take directions into account, you need to move about three hundred meters to the left," Qiong’s voice rang out.

"Three hundred meters..."

Wu Xiaode moved three hundred meters to the left.

"From where you are standing, turn left, walk twenty meters, enter the door, walk another ten meters, go downstairs, and you’ll reach the main entrance to the warehouse," Qiong directed.

"Okay," Wu Xiaode said.

He measured the distance, slowly moved, and finally arrived in front of a pitch-black Void.

If the world hadn’t been destroyed, this would be the location of the family warehouse.

Wu Xiaode looked back to see Siang turn into a fleeting shadow, screaming through the Void at an increasingly unbelievable speed.

Just by listening to that dense and piercing air-tearing sound, one could tell how wild and frenzied his emotions were.

"Pray that we never have to face this guy again," Qiong said with lingering fear.

Wu Xiaode narrowed his eyes.

"Did it win?" he suddenly asked.

"What? It destroyed the entire Shangmo family, of course, it won," Qiong said as a matter of course.

Wu Xiaode lowered his head and thought for a while.

Yes.

He truly wasn’t its match now.

His transition from street brawls to battling with ghost gods was too brief.

He needed more time!

More accumulation, more battles, and more training—

Someday, he would have to face it again!

It wasn’t about fighting for anything.

But as a street brawler and fight enthusiast, he hoped for it.

—To truly have a fight!

Wu Xiaode dismissed his thoughts, no longer watching the wildly darting Siang, instead earnestly surveying the surrounding Void.

It was almost time.

Thinking this, he suddenly saw a split opening quietly three meters ahead in the Void.

The slit revealed a circular passage built with bricks.

— It was it!

Wu Xiaode darted into it.

The long passage stretched for about several hundred meters. At the end of the passage, however, there was a massive door adorned with runes.

The door was tightly closed.

Strange!

Arian’s father hadn’t mentioned such a door here.

As Wu Xiaode was feeling curious, he saw patterns emerge on the door.

With the knowledge transmitted by the resentful spirits of distinguished individuals from the Shangmo family over eight hundred years, he could now recognize the meanings of these patterns.

He looked around and muttered softly, "These are the Prison Flame family’s patterns, and those of the Mushu, Abandoned God, and Poison Grain families... There are thirteen families in total, all prestigious families within the Council."

But why?

Wasn’t this the secret passage established by Arian’s father?

Just as he was wondering, the rune door displayed a row of small text:

"This passage is the distinguished families’ secret passage; the destination is the ’Shangmo family’ exclusive wealth vault deep within the Council Bank."

"The Council Bank regretfully informs you:"

"Three minutes ago, upon formal notification from the thirteen families of the Council, the ’Shangmo family’ exclusive wealth vault has been frozen."

"The passage will be destroyed in ten seconds."

"Countdown begins!"

Wu Xiaode looked at it dumbfounded.

Meanwhile, he heard Qiong’s sobbing.

"What’s wrong?"

"The family has abandoned me."

"You—"

Wu Xiaode’s voice abruptly stopped.

He suddenly felt that something was off.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if he had overlooked something.

— What had he overlooked?

Wu Xiaode looked down at his standing position.

Yes, he had rushed too swiftly earlier, focusing only on getting in, so he had directly rushed to the tunnel’s wall and even stayed on the wall.

There was nothing else throughout the entire tunnel.

Everything around seemed normal.

Yet... not quite normal.

He glanced at the tightly closed door, which now displayed the countdown numbers:

"7,"

"6,"

"5,"

"..."

His eyes darted again to the Book of the Dead.

The Book of the Dead knew what he meant and flipped directly to the page about the Sighing Wall.

On the wall, dark fog ebbed and flowed like ocean tides, seemingly brewing a terrifying tsunami.

—Danger!

What exactly is it?

Qiong suddenly urged:

"Hurry and figure something out, or once that door is destroyed, it will cause the whole passage to be destroyed, and we won’t be able to reach the Council."

Wu Xiaode gazed at the door.

The last few digits appeared on the door:

"2,"

"1."

It was the last chance.

To make a move—

Or not to make a move?

If he didn’t make a move, he would lose this opportunity, and the wealth of the Shangmo family would be divided among the thirteen families of the Council.

There was still a chance if he made a move.

...No.

Life was more important than wealth.

In such a moment, he needed to stick to his heart and not be coerced by any situation!

Wu Xiaode squatting on the wall remained motionless.

Just a moment ago, he remembered something extremely important.

—Wasn’t "Siang" searching for him in the open, had it not noticed that a passage had suddenly appeared here?

Though it was only for a brief three seconds.

If he was lucky, it should not have seen it.

Yet, the wall on which he sighed was covered with a tide-like black fog, signaling some kind of ill omen.

Let’s hypothesize.

"Siang" had seen this passage and had entered here.

Knowing that his key trick was the hidden class Demon Mist, what would it do?

It would likely hide carefully, waiting for him to appear.

After all, destroying this place wasn’t really appropriate—

Because this place was extremely valuable.

This passage could help it find other Ends!

So, its best strategy was to hide and wait for him to appear.

The moment he appeared—

"Siang" would pounce like a predator to kill him!

What if he did not appear?

—It would think he had already left far away and that this hidden passage had nothing to do with him.

This passage belonged to a certain secret of the Shangmo family, now activated.

Then.

Its strategy would be different.

In an instant, Wu Xiaode could only think this far.

He squatted on the wall, silently watching the "1" on that door jump to "0," yet did not move an inch.

The answer appeared—

A hand suddenly appeared from the Void, gently pressing on that rune-covered door.

"What the heck, the family still has such hidden tricks?"

The voice of Siang, suppressing a killing intent, resounded.

Boom—

The entire door completely disintegrated into fragments and was sucked into a purple rhombus luminary.

The door vanished.

The hidden passage, however, remained intact.

The finesse of "Siang" at the last moment wiped away the Destruction Skill from the Council, leaving the passage perfectly intact.

"The Destruction Council... should have other ’Ends’ to consume..."

"Worth a visit!"

It mumbled to itself, seeming to be in a slightly better mood, and continued to move deeper into the passage.

Only then did Wu Xiaode start to move.

He trailed far behind "Siang", always ready to stop and always prepared to shift himself back to the Netherworld.

However, "Siang" did not take any new action.

—The countdown had reached zero, Wu Xiaode hadn’t appeared, obviously not here.

Perhaps he had already fled.

Moreover, a mere "Arian" had no qualifications to touch such depths of family secrets.

"Siang" swiftly reached the end of the passage.

It was still underground, but ahead there was a tall platform.

A subway train had just arrived at the platform, and several powerful professionals jumped off the train.

They gathered at the door of a treasury, casting some Magic, trying to add some runes to the door.

—Were they freezing the treasure vault of the Shangmo family?

Wu Xiaode thought to himself.

Looking past the platform to the farther areas, the front seemed to be a hub of underground passages, interconnected, surrounded by dense passageways leading to unknown destinations.

The strong professionals were casting spells when they suddenly sensed something approaching and turned their heads in unison.

The moment "Siang" appeared, the professionals noticed it.

"Who are you?"

"Stop advancing!"

"—This is the Council Bank’s treasure stronghold!"

"We are on a mission!"

"Advance one more step, and no mercy will be shown!"

They began shouting one after another.

"Siang" landed in front of the treasury, looking intently at one professional after another, expressions vivid on its face.

It licked its lips and said:

"Hehe, finally some living people."

Right after speaking, it vanished from the spot.

The next instant.

All the people burst apart spontaneously, their bodies turning into a gory rain of blood, scattering across the walls in all directions.

"Siang" stood in the middle of the platform, lifting its head, spreading its arms, embracing the blood rain.

In the midst of the blood rain, it became quiet.

"How... beautiful..."

It sang softly.

A shrill alarm blared through the entire underground passage.

"Siang" squinted its eyes, deeply inhaling the scent in the air.

"Besides blood, there’s also an ’End’."

"—I came to the right place."

It moved ahead with joyful steps, following the train tracks to other places.

Wu Xiaode stood still for a while.

Suddenly, Little Bone’s voice echoed in the Void: "It went on a killing spree—everything along the way has been slaughtered by it; now, it has encountered a dragon and is slaughtering it."

Only then did Wu Xiaode feel relieved.

He walked up to the door of the treasury where there was a depression.

"The House Master’s golden Token is needed."

These were the original words of Arian’s father.

Moreover—

Those people had not completed the freezing before they had to face "Siang".

"Siang" struck too fast, too fiercely.

Wu Xiaode thought for a moment, took out the golden House Master Token, and placed it in the depression on the door.

Click.

The door of the treasury opened.

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