I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 898: Secrets

Chapter 898: Chapter 898: Secrets

"Sure, if I’m free someday, I’ll definitely visit again to renew our brotherhood."

"Please!"

"Please!"

In the Jianghu society, people often spoke less, so Bai Sheng did not see them out; Luo Cheng and you left directly.

"Elder Bai, was that short fat man the genius you mentioned to me before?" Murong Changge picked up his teacup and gently sipped his tea.

"Yes, it’s been a few years, and I didn’t expect such a huge change in him. Back then, his talent was almost demonic, and his cultivation speed was definitely unmatched by anyone," Bai Sheng’s face wasn’t very good; he obviously felt somewhat guilty for not being able to heal you.

"Hmph, no matter how talented he is, ’The finest trees are cut down to make way, and in the end, he was still plotted against by people from the Holy Alliance’."

"Ha!"

"Who’s out there!" Bai Sheng and Murong Changge swiftly moved to the door only to face you and Luo Cheng, who had ostensibly walked away earlier.

"Brother Luo!" Bai Sheng looked shocked; he hadn’t expected Luo Cheng and you to return. You seemed unaffected, but at this moment, Luo Cheng had transformed into a different person altogether—his long black hair moved without any wind, his handsome and resolute face faintly revealing a trace of long-suppressed anger; his whole body emitted an extremely overwhelming aura, and anyone within this aura felt like a small boat under rollicking great waves, as if they could be swallowed by the waves at any moment.

"Brother Bai, Luo Someone still hopes Brother Bai could divulge the details, much appreciated!"

"What strong Spiritual Energy; indeed worthy of being the Tang Dynasty’s Gun God!" Murong Changge didn’t have the worried look that Bai Sheng had, "Since Marshal Luo wants to know, then I’ll tell you. However, even if you know, I’m afraid you can’t take action; after all, the power behind this is not something your Luo Family, no, I should say your Tang Dynasty can handle."

"Please tell me!" Suddenly, Luo Cheng’s right hand casually clenched, and countless bursts of white light instantly condensed into a Long Silver Spear in his hand. As soon as the spear appeared, the air in the entire space began to swirl, and you, standing behind Luo Cheng, felt like you were falling into clouds, wind surging and clouds rising!

"Pole Eight Rolling Cloud Gun!" Murong Changge’s eyes sparkled continuously; his expression was like that of modern-day fans seeing their favorite celebrity.

"Thud!" The butt of the spear hit the ground, and a blast of Qi Force immediately spread outwards, blowing the trees in the courtyard askew, like rolling cloud waves.

"Please tell me!" Once Luo Cheng’s aura was released, even the outside of the manor was affected; by now, outside the manor, it was chaos.

"Brother! It’s better you don’t know about this..."

"Let me tell you; now that things have come to this, Marshal Luo’s character will definitely not let it rest."

At that moment, a man’s voice sounded from above you all, you looked up: "Banana and two char siu! Where are all these Little White Faces coming from? Do they even let me survive anymore!"

"Who are you?" Luo Cheng’s voice, though low, was subtly laced with an imposing authority, the authority of the strong.

"He is the 178th successor of the Holy Alliance, the one who struck from the shadows years ago, Yang Wanqing!" Murong Changge’s face naturally revealed a fighting spirit, "Yang Wanqing, this is the Tang Dynasty, not The Great Han. What are you doing here?"

"Nothing much, I just came to see the Tang Dynasty today since I had some free time."

"Hmph, I bet it’s not with good intentions, huh?"

"Brother Murong, the once-in-a-decade Immortal Sect tournament is almost upon us; why are you meddling in mundane affairs instead of practicing hard at home—"

"I implore you to enlighten us!!!" Luo Cheng, who had been silent until then, was suddenly furious, and the result was— "Boom!"

Before anyone could react, a flash of silver light pierced everyone’s sight, followed by a massive roar. The rear end of Luo Cheng’s long spear shockingly bore a fist-sized hole, small but seemingly bottomless!

At this, even Yang Wanqing, who had been calm, slightly changed his expression. He had long heard of Luo Cheng’s reputation, but being a disciple of the Immortal Sect himself, he naturally would not regard a mere military general with much concern. However, Luo Cheng’s seemingly simple strike had completely shattered Yang Wanqing’s self-confidence: "The Master was right, there is always someone better out there, a higher sky above!"

"Let me speak," Elder Bai sighed deeply, speaking up, "Three years ago, the various big Immortal Sects of Central State made a decision in secret—to forbid your Spiritual Energy, making you a true commoner forever unable to cultivate."

"Why?"

"Because your growth was too rapid, reminding all the Elders of the Immortal Sects of someone, no, a demon." As he mentioned this person, Bai Sheng’s body also slightly trembled, "His name is untraceable now, but we have a unified term for him, the Pathless Demon God. Of course, this was a decision all the Immortal Sects of Central State agreed upon collectively, but there were issues during its execution. Everyone decided to draw lots, and in the end, the Holy Alliance was chosen to dispatch someone."

"That person was him, Yang Wanqing!" Seeing Murong Changge grit his teeth, he seemed to have had an extreme hatred for Yang Wanqing.

"The Pathless Demon God, is it the same one who caused havoc across the Three Realms a thousand years ago, injuring The Heavenly Emperor?"

"How would Brother Luo know!? This is a secret of the Fairy Realm!" Luo Cheng’s remark nearly made Bai Sheng jump, who also stumbled upon the existence of the Pathless Demon God accidentally from his own Grand Master, yet never expected the worldly Luo Cheng to be aware of it.

Luo Cheng didn’t answer Bai Sheng’s question. He was stunned for a while, his expression seemingly struggling. After some time, Luo Cheng finally calmed down and muttered to himself, "To contend a day’s destiny or to avoid a lifetime in Chang’an, so that was what the Immortal Master meant back then." Then, Luo Cheng retracted his Pole Eight Rolling Cloud Gun and his aura, turning to Yun’er, "Yun’er, let’s go."

"Before leaving, there’s still one thing I need to do." No one knew what you were thinking at the moment; you merely gestured to Yang Wanqing, who was floating in mid-air, "You, come down!"

Who was Yang Wanqing? A future successor of the Holy Alliance, and right now, to him, you were as insignificant as an ant. Naturally, he would not heed you, just snorted coldly, ready to leave. Little did he expect what you would say next, which almost made him forget the rules of the Cultivation World and attack you: "Listen, Little White Face, although it was the Sect’s order when you schemed against me years ago, I still need to settle this score."

"What do you mean?" Yang Wanqing looked at Luo Cheng warily, then coldly stared at you, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Ah, that look again, tsk tsk, truly irritating." You clenched your fist, causing a "crackling" noise, "Well, no matter what, it’s the Immortal Sects that owe me. Although I know I cannot oppose all the Immortal Sects, and I don’t have the ability to, but I must punch you! One punch to settle our scores!"

You nearly shouted the last few words; they were not spoken for Luo Cheng to hear, nor for yourself, but for the departed you!

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