Slaying Demons: Starting with Upgrading my Calligraphy-Chapter 401 - 362: Inheritance, Begin!

THUD!

The entire world seemed to shake for a moment.

With the immense and vast power of the Hunyuan Apertures, Qi Xiu’s palm radiated with shifting colors, densely covered with mighty Qi Force resembling soaring dragons, as if it contained a world-shocking demon, a single strand of its power tearing through the void.

A thunderous boom was heard.

The Rongdi Giant’s massive axe completely shattered, sending innumerable fragments flying chaotically. Circles of tangible Hunyuan Qi and oppressive might converged into concentric shock waves. These swept out, erasing heaven and earth and tearing the area for tens of miles into chaos.

With domineering might bearing down, the hundred-zhang-tall Rongdi Giant instantly exploded into a mist of blood, and from the Sky Dome above rained down a stench-filled, filthy blood rain that drenched the earth.

With a single palm strike erasing the Rongdi Giant before him, Qi Xiu summoned a purple fire canopy above his head, evaporating and incinerating the blood rain that splattered down.

Without hesitation, Qi Xiu leaped forward, transforming into a streak of Lei Mang, continuing onward.

These undead monsters were difficult to obliterate, and their strange corpse spots carried a strong contaminating property; entangling with them was simply a waste of time.

However, due to the delay caused by the Rongdi Giant, Qi Xiu had completely lost track of the nefarious man’s whereabouts.

In the vast Evernight Ancient Kingdom, trying to find someone deliberately concealing themselves was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

It seems I can only wait for him to come to me.

His gaze shifting slightly, Qi Xiu looked down at the bronze ring on his thumb. A faint aura emitted from it, subtly indicating a direction.

「...」

"They’ve all gone..."

Struggling to lean against the city wall, Wei sat down on the ground. He retrieved various Spiritual Medicines, first ingesting them, then applying the powdered medicines to the stump of his severed thigh.

As the efficacy of the medicines gradually took effect, Wei’s pallid face started regaining color.

"So many years, one after the other, coming in succession. Including these last two, it makes a total of ten."

Murmuring to himself, Wei looked up with clouded eyes at the Evernight Ancient Kingdom before him, his lips curving into a slight arc as he said, "Seven hundred and fifty years. I never thought that after wandering outside for seven hundred and fifty years, I would still enter this place."

Tearing open the blood-stained and dirtied clothes on his body, revealing his emaciated frame, Wei’s body was astonishingly pierced with long nails of a dark golden hue at one hundred and thirty-eight acupuncture points.

These long nails were all deeply embedded in the flesh; if not examined closely, they could be mistaken for moles on the skin.

Gently pinching one of the long nails at the center of his chest, a struggle emerged in Wei’s eyes, his fingers trembling slightly.

"A mere mortal. I’ve allowed you to enjoy over two hundred years of fortune, isn’t that enough?"

Muttering to himself, the struggling look in Wei’s eyes was completely suppressed, replaced by a lofty, calm detachment.

HISS—

The long nail was pulled out, a strand of blue smoke rising up as it was extracted.

One...

Two...

Ten...

One hundred...

When all one hundred and thirty-eight dark golden long nails were removed, Wei stood frozen in place. Fine cracks began to sprout from those one hundred and thirty-eight acupuncture points, relentlessly spreading across his entire body.

"Ugh..."

A sound like a moan suddenly escaped his lips. In the next instant, Wei’s body abruptly burst open. Countless particles resembling golden powder surged and rose, forming a roaring golden storm.

"Ah, it’s been so long since I’ve breathed this freely."

A hand as delicate as white jade gently tore through the storm. Long hair of a golden hue cascaded to his waist. An exceedingly handsome man slightly lifted his face, taking slow, deep breaths as if the ordinary air was a rare pleasure for him.

With a casual wave of his hand, a silky, soft robe appeared on the man’s body. He was barefoot, surveying the Evernight Ancient Kingdom before him with interest.

For hundreds of years, he had sent countless people to this place, watching them enter and then turning to leave.

Today, he had finally stepped foot here himself and completed the game he had been planning for seven hundred and fifty years.

"Indeed... when only three bronze rings remain, the inheritance will open. Otherwise, even if you dig three feet into the ground within this city, you won’t find a trace of the inheritance."

Flipping his palm, a bronze ring appeared on the hand of the man with golden hair as well.

It looked exactly the same as the ones on Qi Xiu and the nefarious man.

"That young Daoist surnamed Qi appeared ordinary, but in truth, he hid all his aura within his body... Divine Luster Inward Concealment, huh? I’ve wandered for hundreds of years, and the world has indeed gained quite a few more outstanding figures. There is also that nefarious Sword Cultivator with the legendary Nine Nether Gathering Shriek Divine Sword. It’s surprising that someone actually dared to refine it, and even succeeded. Indeed, those who remain in the end are the ones with great destinies."

Breaking into a gentle smile, the man with golden hair lifted his slender and delicate right hand. His fingertips wove, and in the void before him, a dense web of Daoist patterns emerged, forming a constantly rotating cosmos that revealed countless scenes.

In those scenes, the nefarious man who had just escaped was walking through a bronze corridor. The walls of the corridor were etched with numerous human figures, most of them with a pouch and a gourd tied at their waists.

"Moving quite fast, isn’t he? And the other one?"

Having located the nefarious man’s whereabouts, the man with golden hair then lightly flicked the cosmos before him. The scene immediately shifted, vaguely revealing the back of a young Daoist.

But just then, a golden light burst forth from behind the young Daoist’s head. The radiance pierced through the image and attacked, forcibly halting the spinning cosmos.

"This is..."

A trace of surprise appeared in the eyes of the man with golden hair as he activated his Dharma Gate, trying to break free from the constraint of the Divine Marvel of golden light. Just then, he saw the young Daoist in the image slowly turn. A pair of calm, indifferent eyes, gleaming with wisps of purple light, looked directly at him.

"How is this possible?"

"There’s nothing impossible."

As if hearing the amazement of the man with golden hair, Qi Xiu resolutely took action. With his five fingers spread wide, he pushed the Universe in the Sleeve to its limit. His robe billowed as if he were about to hold the entire world in the palm of his hand.

An overwhelming force of capture swept in. The form of the man with golden hair suddenly lurched forward, irresistibly about to fly into the sleeve of Qi Xiu’s robe.

"Break!"

After rapidly forming several spell seals, the man with golden hair forcefully interrupted his Dharma Gate. The reversed flow of his qi and blood nearly made the veins in his body burst. He took several deep breaths to stabilize himself before slowly recovering.

"It really is a case of a hero emerging from youth. Under a hundred years old and yet able to detect my Heavenly Star View World Skill, and even follow the subtle connections to trace back and launch a counterattack."

At this moment, the man with golden hair could confirm that the young Daoist’s strength was far more terrifying than he had previously estimated.

Merely relying on a thread of connection, he nearly captured me directly.

If we were truly face to face, this Dharma Gate would really need to be guarded against carefully.

Recalling Qi Xiu’s use of Universe in the Sleeve, a hint of solemnity appeared in the eyes of the man with golden hair.

If it weren’t for the fact that the inheritance was one of a kind, I really wouldn’t want to be enemies with this person...

「...」

At the entrance to a bronze corridor, the surrounding blue flames burned steadily, swaying and casting their light upon the nearby space, mysteriously imbuing it with a chill.

Looking down at the few strands of golden hair in his palm, Qi Xiu’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The aura is somewhat familiar, yet elusive. Strange.

Although he recognized the aura of the strands of hair in his hand as somewhat familiar, Qi Xiu hadn’t expected that the man with golden hair who suddenly appeared would be the gaunt old Wei.

"It seems that when I have time in the future, I’ll need to find an opportunity to learn some techniques for cursing and assassination."

Discarding the strands of hair, Qi Xiu looked up and surveyed the bronze corridor in front of him.

The aura of the bronze ring pointed to this place; this corridor must be the obligatory path to the inheritance of the Food Demon Sect.

Not in a hurry to proceed, Qi Xiu flared his sleeve, and several white sparrows hopped out.

After blinking their crystal-clear eyes, they flapped their wings and flew towards the bronze corridor before them.

But the moment the sparrows flew into the corridor, in the next instant, they unexpectedly dissipated into smoke.

"Was the Divine Marvel absorbed?"

Although it was just a moment, Qi Xiu, who was deliberately observing, naturally noticed the clue. Just when the sparrows entered the bronze corridor, a very secretive suction force appeared within it, instantly absorbing the Divine Marvel from within them. Without Divine Marvel support, the sparrows naturally dissipated like smoke.

The sparrows couldn’t enter, so Qi Xiu flicked a soybean, which transformed into a towering Yellow Turban Strongman.

However, the Yellow Turban Strongman, whose strength was almost equal to that of a Blood-Stained Great Cultivator, didn’t fare much better than the sparrows.

The moment it stepped into the eerie bronze corridor, its power was completely sucked away, and it turned back into a soybean, rolling out.

Since the bronze ring is a token of the inheritance, it stands to reason that it wouldn’t point to an inevitably deadly path.

Caressing the bronze ring on his thumb, Qi Xiu’s eyes moved back and forth between the corridor and the ring. Suddenly, a flash of Spiritual Light appeared in his mind.

I understand!

Removing the bronze ring from his thumb, Qi Xiu once again summoned a sparrow. This time, he placed the bronze ring on the bird’s ankle.

"Go."

Raising his hand to release the sparrow, Qi Xiu watched as it flew straight toward the bronze corridor.

FLAP, FLAP—

Moving freely within the bronze corridor, the sparrow wearing the bronze ring indeed became immune to that strange sucking force.

The bronze ring was not only a token and a guide, but it was also the key to entering the Inheritance Land.

Having figured everything out, Qi Xiu took off the bronze ring and put it back on his thumb, then he stepped into the path leading to the inheritance of the Food Demon Sect.

In the long, silent corridor, even the smallest sound was amplified indefinitely.

RUSTLE—

The sound of footsteps echoed continuously. Though there was not the slightest light in the corridor, a faint indigo glow shimmered.

Walking slowly, Qi Xiu thoughtfully scanned the murals on the walls of the corridor.

The content of the murals was simple: a series of figures dancing and moving, seemingly celebrating something.

And around the waist of these people, there was a palm-sized pouch and a flat-mouthed gourd tied with ribbons.

"Is this... Spirit Pill Pouch, Wonderful Medicine Pot?"