Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 323 - 212: The Hemp Rope Always Breaks at the Thinnest Point

Chapter 323: Chapter 212: The Hemp Rope Always Breaks at the Thinnest Point

Duang——

The deep bell rings again.

A somewhat drowsy young man lifts his eyelids, lazily glances at the mountaintop, then frowns, his expression seeming somewhat hesitant, then rubs his belly.

"What’s going on?"

"Ever since the bell started ringing yesterday, this cursed beast hasn’t been still, constantly causing turmoil inside me. Surely I can’t be having stomach troubles after reaching Core Formation?"

"Or is it urging something?"

Golden light shines brightly, illuminating the earth, the light from the Buddha Tower inspires reverence, and bathing under Buddha’s presence should have been solemn, but instead, it feels somewhat chilling.

The young man lies on a thick tree branch looking towards the mountaintop, where the Buddha Tower in the Golden Light Longevity Temple flickers in and out of view, and since yesterday it hasn’t stopped ringing; he has carefully counted the hours—it rings every three hours.

Since the day before yesterday, Jiang Feng has been stationed at the foot of this temple’s mountain to monitor this strange temple, and also to prevent people from entering the mountain since this is the only path. Why this tough task fell on him...

Naturally, it was due to strength and trust.

In Yan Fengchun’s eyes, despite being of a lower cultivation realm, Jiang Feng’s strength surpasses that of Lu Luo and Wang Yong; he understands that even if he were to give it his all, he might not be a match for this young man, and he didn’t trust the other two to monitor the demon monk Jin Shan.

It’s that simple.

Although the two brothers often trick each other, they acknowledge each other’s strength. Counting on his fingers, two days have passed; at this point, Yan Fengchun should have returned from the state city by now.

At most, wait until this afternoon or evening, the issues within Shuipang County should be resolved, and once all three of them are together, they can directly...

Dang!

The bell sound is somewhat piercing and urgent, but the young man, already somewhat doubtful, is even more annoyed, and the vast Spiritual Energy Lake within his Dantian churns violently.

The massive body of the Serpent rises to the surface, gliding across.

Normally, the Serpent merely slumbers beneath the Spiritual Energy Lake unless it encounters something particularly interesting that would stir it to move, like the time when Yu Ying’s Divine Sense entered his body.

Or when he and Yan Fengchun ran into a high-level practitioner at the Top-grade Core Formation, the two brothers nearly got killed, but its emergence wasn’t to save them but merely due to hunger.

But this time, just a few bell rings have made him extremely restless, a situation he has never encountered before, and even the Serpent inside him seems agitated.

"The bell has changed, but this cursed beast inside is becoming more vigorous, could it be urging me? What exactly is going on?"

His brows frown increasingly tighter.

Roar—

A deep dragon’s roar suddenly rises from the lake’s bottom.

Whoosh!

The huge body moves restlessly, twisting more and more, appearing as though it wants to break out from the bottom of the Spiritual Energy Lake, but each of the Serpent’s actions is firmly locked by a Divine Sense.

That is a seal imposed by his own senior sister, indestructible.

He isn’t foolish; he can guess that this Golden Light Longevity Temple is probably related to the cursed beast within him, either there is something interesting on the mountain that attracts it, or there is some connection with this cursed beast, otherwise, it wouldn’t be so restless.

But the problem is, why are the two related?

"It is said that the demon monk Jin Shan was originally a golden-haired giant converted, once joined but later defected from Vajra Temple, the problem is Demon Night True Monarch, although from the Demon Race, was born in the Human Clan, how can there be a connection with such a pure Demon Race?"

"Secondly, the two are not even close to being the same type of species, this golden-haired giant has at most a hundred years, while Demon Night True Monarch is said to have nearly a thousand years of life span, how could the two know each other?"

"Moreover, this golden-haired giant has been inside Vajra Temple for the past few decades..."

His mind is a complete mess, the Buddha Light emitted seems to have some magical power that lures him forward, reason tells him he should just honestly wait for the other teammates to arrive, and with four people together take down the demon monk Jin Shan.

But his emotions tell him, he should climb the mountain alone to investigate.

Anything related to Demon Night True Monarch is a secret, not just in the sect, but in the entire Cultivation World, and it is of the highest confidentiality.

Over the past two years, he has indeed made some indirect inquiries within the sect or went to the Scripture Pavilion to look through some ancient texts, the fact is that there are no records of the grand battle fifty years ago that jointly annihilated Demon Night True Monarch.

That piece of history seems to have been forcibly erased from the annals of history, and within the entire sect, aside from his senior sister, no one dares to mention this matter, and once the teammates arrive, even if there are clues about Demon Night True Monarch, he might not be able to touch them himself.

"Suppose, just suppose the demon monk truly has a connection with Demon Night, if we wait for the three of them to arrive, there might not be a chance to delve into the truth anymore, although Peak of Core Formation is strong, for the moment, it should...probably not kill me, right?"

Silently, he takes out a Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission Talisman and holds it in hand just in case, touches the Qiankun Bag which contains a one-foot long special weapon inside.

The handle fits his palm, the two iron pipes forged from fine iron are dark, revealing a chilling presence, covered densely with Spell texts, all of them top-grade Thunder Spells, personally forged by brothers from Chi Xiao Peak.

If something does indeed go wrong this might be his lifeline, he takes a deep breath, clenches his teeth then silently heads towards the mountain.

Duang——

Several young monks once again push the heavy Dragon fish against the ancient bell, panting heavily, the melodious sound spreading across dozens of miles around.