Chapter 239: It Said Yes

But was it three or four? Chu Liang had no idea.

Chu Liang couldn't glance to the right again. For some existences, constant gazes might still alert them.

He had a million thoughts running through his mind.

Suddenly, everything changed. It had only been a moment since he noticed the eerie shadow, yet he had already made up his mind.

He abruptly shouted, "Be careful!"

As he spoke, he released a burst of green light!

Whoosh!

Razor Leaf!

For stealth attacks, the Razor Leaf was always Chu Liang's first choice. Although he raised his hand and was throwing forward, the green light flashed and struck the wall behind Monk Pushan.

The trajectory of the Razor Leaf was completely unpredictable.

Even ghosts couldn't predict the trajectory, let alone humans.

Swish!

As the green curved saber embedded itself in the wall behind the fourth black shadow, a crisp sound, like the tearing of silk fabric, resonated.

This was the result Chu Liang had expected. When the black shadow appeared on the left but not on the right, it suggested that it wasn't a reflection. It was on the wall!

"

Ahhhhhhh—

" A furious scream erupted from the wall, indicating it had been hurt. Then, the black shadow vanished into the wall.

By then, Luo Yao and Monk Pushan naturally noticed the dark silhouette as well.

However, they weren't weaklings.

In an instant turn of events, Monk Pushan, being the one closest to the scene, swiftly reacted to the unexpected change, unleashing a devastatingly powerful attack.

With a flick of his wrist, he thrust his palm forward, conjuring a three-chi tall white jade palm print that slammed into the black wall with tremendous force, shattering it into countless pieces.

Yet, Monk Pushan's strike missed its mark. The dark silhouette had vanished without a trace.

Where they weren't noticing, an eerie shadow of a dragon's head and body materialized beneath Luo Yao's feet, seemingly lying flat on the ground.

The shadow, dressed in the ancient-style cloak, had the head of a dragon and body of a human. It looked identical to the corpse of that dragon servant!

As its body materialized, it suddenly stretched out its hand and grabbed Luo Yao by the ankle, clearly about to drag her underground!

Bam!

However, as it grabbed Luo Yao, another hand swiftly caught it.

It turned out that Luo Yao had opened her red paper umbrella.

Of the three present, Luo Yao was the most skilled at controlling ghosts, and she was the only one who had sensed this ghost's movements.

This was her area of expertise.

Luo Yao had already predicted its movement and decided to use herself as bait to lure it into action. Simultaneously, she opened her red umbrella.

The entire space was instantly filled with a killing and bloodlusting aura.

"

Heh...

" An icy cold sneer sounds.

The small ghost child bent down and grabbed the wrist of the ghost dragon servant with his small hand, while the corner of his mouth curved into a sneer.

The ghost dragon servant seemed to have felt fear as it flashed and attempted to disappear again.

Nevertheless, the ghost kid stood up and pulled with all his might!

Bang!

He forcefully dragged the ghost dragon servant out from the floor.

Chu Liang felt his eyebrows quiver.

He had seen this ghost kid before and knew this kid was fierce. However, he hadn't seen this kid for a while. It was only now that he realized that this kid had grown fiercer. This caught him off guard.

The ghost dragon servant had remained here for a long time. It was ancient and powerful. Yet, in the grasp of the ghost kid, it seemed like nothing more than a toy!

The ghost kid seized the ghost dragon servant with both hands and seemed to be ready to tear it apart!

"Don't kill it yet!" Chu Liang suddenly shouted.

"Stop!" Luo Yao immediately shouted.

As the shout echoed through the air, the ghost kid's arms froze in mid-action. His smile vanished, replaced by a look of unhappiness. Nevertheless, he obediently turned toward Luo Yao, awaiting her next instruction.

Chu Liang had asked the ghost kid to stop as he sensed that the ghost dragon servant wasn't emanating very strong hostility.

Even before Chu Liang initiated any attack on the ghost dragon servant, it had been following them for some time without making any hostile moves.

As Chu Liang stared at the ghost dragon servant held by the short ghost kid, he inquired, "Are you the guard stationed here?"

The dragon spirit glanced at him, its eyes betraying a mix of emotions. After a moment, it let out a soft roar, "

Raaar...

"

The ghost dragon servant emitted low, rumbling dragon chants.

Sometimes, a single sound would contain vast amounts of information. Chu Liang was the only one who could decipher this sound and the translation of the roar automatically appeared in his mind.

"He says... he is a ghost dragon servant serving under the Blue Dragon and volunteered to be sacrificed and have his soul be refined so that he can remain here forever as a conscious soul[1] to guard the Blue Dragon's Orb. He warns that any non-draconic descendants entering this place would face death for sure," Chu Liang translated the information for everyone.

"

Oh

, it's the Living Sacrifice Ritual," Luo Yao immediately said.

This was an evil sacrificial ritual practiced during ancient times, often occurring in certain tombs.

If the ghost dragon servant wanted to guard the Blue Dragon's tomb, he would only be able to do so for a few centuries until the end of his lifespan. However, by sacrificing himself using this Living Sacrifice Ritual, his soul would retain its intelligence and perpetually guard this location.

In the great tombs during ancient times, the position of tomb guardian would be passed down, and occasionally, this type of Living Sacrifice Ritual would take place.

Chu Liang then asked again, "Then can I enter?"

"

Roarrr...

" The ghost dragon servant emitted low, rumbling roars again.

The message rang out in Chu Liang's mind.

—Since you possess the bloodline of a True Dragon, you are naturally permitted to enter. Inside lies the location where our Lord, the Blue Dragon, stores its Dragon Orb. Our Lord, the Blue Dragon, wishes to bestow this orb upon a new draconic descendant to revive the glory of the dragon race. If you inherit the Dragon Orb belonging to our esteemed Blue Dragon, you must heed its final instruction... Dragons must never approach the sacred burial ground!

Chu Liang pondered in silence for a while.

The Dragon Orb served as the source of power for a True Dragon, often considered the greatest treasure they could leave behind after their death. Typically, True Dragons would choose to pass down the Dragon Orb to their descendants or kin, thereby preserving their power and legacy.

It was still a mystery how the Blue Dragon met its demise without even having the chance to pass on its orb.

Regarding the Blue Dragon's final request, Chu Liang was left feeling confused.

What is the sacred burial ground? Could this be the Divine Ruins from the legends?

Chu Liang pondered.

What kind of power resides there that even beings like the Blue Dragon would fear?

When Monk Pushan noticed Chu Liang lost in silent contemplation, he asked out of curiosity, "What did this lengthy chant convey?"

Chu Liang replied simply, "It said yes."

...

Monk Pushan's thoughts wandered as he pondered the implications.

Could it be that in the language of the dragon race, the more they speak, the less they truly convey?

He pondered further.

Does this imply that I am considered taciturn among the dragon race?

After Chu Liang dismissed him with just one word, Luo Yao released the dragon servant ghost, and the three continued their journey.

As they continued walking, Chu Liang sensed something amiss again.

He sensed some strange movements in the White Pagoda.

As he immersed a portion of his divine sense into the White Pagoda, he was immediately greeted by a fluttering golden light within the space.

Remnants of the golden cocoon lay scattered across the floor, a clear indication that the little silkworm had indeed emerged from its cocoon.

As the golden light in the air swiftly caught sight of him, it immediately flew towards him, exuding a sense of familiarity and intimacy.

Chu Liang stretched his hand out and a golden butterfly landed on his palm.

Upon closer inspection, Chu Liang realized that this butterfly looked markedly different from ordinary ones. Its entire body was adorned with intricate patterns, and the soft, chubby appearance hinted at remnants of its initial maggot form. Its body now emitted a soft platinum radiance, complemented by a pair of large golden wings.

It actually emerged from the cocoon as a butterfly!

The golden butterfly appeared very anxious, continuously swirling atop Chu Liang's palm in an attempt to convey its emotions.

It wanted to get out.

Chu Liang recalled the golden butterfly's ability to hunt for treasure and wondered if it had sensed the presence of some hidden treasure.

He wanted to keep the golden butterfly there, but he noticed it becoming increasingly agitated, flying up and down as if it might tear the house apart if it remained in the White Pagoda. Given its destructive potential, there was a high chance it would damage his belongings.

Everything stored in the White Pagoda was very much cherished by Chu Liang, especially the two Large-Headed Dolls who practiced dual cultivation every night. He absolutely couldn't bear any mishaps happening to these dolls.

And so, with a flick of his wrist, Chu Liang took out the butterfly.

A burst of golden light flew from Chu Liang's palm, catching Monk Pushan's attention. He quickly inquired, "What's that?"

"It's my spirit pet," replied Chu Liang. "It can hunt for treasure and will lead us to it." He paused for a moment before adding, "Follow closely."

If we don't stick close, the treasure it finds might end up not being ours.

As they followed the streak of golden light, they sped along until they abruptly found themselves entering another vast open space.

The space was incredibly vast, with a pitch-black dome stretching endlessly overhead. Directly ahead stood towering and massive coiling dragon pillars.

This architectural style was greatly favored by dragons. For beings of immense dragon-like form, these coiling pillars served as their thrones.

This should be the main hall of the Blue Dragon.

With a quick glance, they watched as the golden light flew unhesitatingly towards the top of the coiling dragon pillar, and Chu Liang swiftly followed suit.

As they continued flying to the very top of the coiling dragon pillar, they discovered a waist-height stone platform. On the platform, there was a square stone box adorned with carvings of the Blue Dragon.

Is the Dragon Orb hidden here?

Chu Liang examined the stone box from all angles and realized that there were no openings. There was simply no way for him to open it.. When he attempted to lift the stone box and take it away, he realized it was firmly lodged into the coiling dragon pillar beneath. A powerful force bound them together, making it impossible to separate them.

How do I even remove this?

After the golden butterfly flew up the coiling dragon pillar, it disappeared.

Is this stone box not its target?

Chu Liang wondered.

As Chu Liang puzzled over the situation, shouts echoed from the entrance of the main hall. Faintly, he heard the cries of the dragon servant ghost.

Panic immediately gripped the three of them.

"The people from the diabolical sects are here!"

1. Previously fresh soul. Now conscious soul, as in a soul that still has consciousness and rationality ☜