Yinshan Record

Chapter 68: Extraterrestrial Demon
"Master..."

When Wencai met Lin Jiugong, he immediately felt as if he had survived a calamity.

When Lin Daoren saw his disciple, who was covered in dust and dirt, he felt a pang of sympathy.

As for Qiu Sheng, he was overjoyed to see his junior brother.

"Thank you very much, Brother Yue."

Lin Jiugong clasped his hands in a respectful greeting to Su Che and said, "Brother Yue, what brings you here?"

"When Yue saw that the demonic aura and miasma were rising into the sky in Xuan Mountain, he felt that there must be some extraordinary event happening there, so he came here to investigate. Unexpectedly, he met Wen Cai on the way and rescued him."

"As for the word 'thank you,' there's no need to mention it. Upholding justice is our true nature."

Su Che glanced at Song Qi, who was standing next to Lin Jiugong.

Goodness, they've all come together at once.

Lin Jiugong called the others together and introduced them to Su Che one by one.

“Song Qi, Lin’s senior brother.”

"Brother Qin Ben and Brother Chu Yuan are both my close friends. And this is Miss Yuan Caiyi, a disciple of Qingwang Valley. She is very chivalrous and kind-hearted, and she has come to help."

"Gentlemen, let me introduce you. This is a good friend of mine, Yue Buqun. On that day at the Kulin Temple, I stood by Brother Yue through thick and thin."

Su Che clasped his hands in a fist salute to the people in front of him.

"Yue Buqun, the Recluse".

Song Qi glanced at Su Che, only slightly frowning.

Qin Ben and Yuan Caiyi were speechless for a moment, but Chu Yuan asked curiously.

"Brother Yue is also a sword cultivator?"

"Exactly."

"I noticed a hidden sword aura between Brother Yue's brows and eyes, and I was right," Chu Yuan continued. "Brother Yue, are you a rogue cultivator?"

"It has not yet been included in a sect."

"Brother Yue is so dashing."

Chu Yuan frowned and asked, "Why haven't I seen Brother Yue's sword?"

"Mr. Yue has always used his inner energy as his sword."

Lin Jiugong was already used to it; he had met this Mr. Yue twice, and each time Mr. Yue had not carried a sword.

Sword cultivators are always inseparable from their swords, but it seems that the rules have changed for Mr. Yue; he never carries his sword with him even once.

Chu Yuan, however, wondered where this unorthodox method came from.

"This Mr. Yue looks somewhat kind."

Looking at the "Yue Buqun" in front of him, Song Qi felt that he looked a bit like "Liu Yidao" whom he had seen in the City God Temple.

Having explored many tombs and plundered gold, his methods of observing people differed from those of ordinary people.

When an ordinary person remembers a person, they remember that person's appearance, voice, occupation, and habits.

When Boss Song remembers a person, he remembers their bones, weight, and hair.

Su Che has completely transformed himself compared to the old man in black clothes, but in Boss Song's eyes, he looks familiar no matter how you look at him.

Eight words, a complete makeover, but the core essence remains.

“Mr. Song looks familiar to me. Have we met in some ancient temple?”

Su Che did not see the little fox in front of him.

I guessed that Mr. Song was in a dilemma, so I simply gave him a little pointer.

It was indeed him. Song Qi looked at Yue Buqun, whose shadow gradually overlapped with that of Liu Yidao in the City God Temple.

Song Qi was overjoyed.

To be honest, after obtaining the Xuan You Dao Zhen Dan, Boss Song was still a little uneasy.

How could such sacred Taoist treasures be obtained simply by digging up a grave? But doubts arose in my heart.

Faced with that miraculous elixir, Old Song from the coffin shop was truly eager.

Seeing the scenery around Xuanshan today actually gave him more confidence.

The changes at Xuanshan suggest that the other party was aware of the situation when they made the invitation.

If it weren't for the unexpected events at Xuanshan, they wouldn't have been willing to offer up such a life-extending elixir.

Song Qi wanted to laugh to himself. This "Liu Yidao" had quite a few identities, but he wondered what other identities he had besides being a ruthless bandit and wearing the disguise of Yue Buqun.

"So it's Mr. Yue. I haven't forgotten you since that time under the willow tree."

"So we're all destined to meet."

Yuan Caiyi gave a charming laugh.

"This Mr. Yue has an extraordinary demeanor."

Wuzhiqi cultivated the Eight-Nine Yuan Technique, which not only granted him the ability to transform in countless ways, but also gave him a pair of bewitching eyes that could distinguish between yin and yang, good and bad fortune, and life and death.

He secretly observed with his demonic eyes and saw that there was a blue light emanating from Yue Buqun's forehead, and within the blue light, a six-horned broken dragon was majestic and extraordinary.

It is precisely because the spirit of the wood element of heaven and earth is bestowed upon it, and it corresponds to the Azure Dragon of the East, that such a change can manifest.

This... looks like the destiny of a Six Harmonies Azure Dragon?

Could this person be that person?

Wu Zhiqi's mind was in turmoil. He had already read the relevant files in the Censorate. Su Che, the county magistrate of Shanyin County nearby, was destined to be the Azure Dragon of the Six Directions, but his destiny had been taken away by the White Deer Cave.

Wuzhiqi knew far more about the methods of Bailudong than anyone else in the world. Bailudong used the Confucian method of altering fate to steal the destiny of all the powerful and outstanding figures in the world and suppress them within its gates.

This Yue Buqun could not possibly be Su Che, because that would mean the secret technique of White Deer Cave was complete nonsense, or that Su Che alone possessed two Six Harmonies Azure Dragon Destinies.

Where in this world can one find someone with two lives?

But if Yue Buqun is someone else, it is truly unbelievable that two powerful dragons could be lurking in this small Shanyin County.

"You're too kind, Miss Yuan."

Su Che looked at the team that Lin Jiugong had assembled and found it to be much more professional than the little fox's.

That monk looked burly and fierce, making him a perfect target to be attacked and provoke hatred.

The ancient sword behind the swordsman surnamed Chu had a certain air about it, and it was perfect for attacking.

With a young lady surnamed Yuan as a healer, plus Lin Jiugong's methods as an aid.

Aside from being a little less skilled in cultivation, there aren't any major problems.

The old man that the little fox brought over looked like he was half-buried in the ground, and the dwarf old man and the honest man he brought along were just there to fill in; they were only good for digging graves, and really not good at anything else.

"It is fate that we meet, but let's get to the point now."

Song Qi looked at Lin Jiugong: "Now that everyone has made their intentions clear, what is the purpose of your bringing so many friends here, Junior Brother?"

Lin Jiugong looked at his senior brother, whose brows were furrowed with age and whose eyes had lost most of their brilliance, a sign that his lifespan was coming to an end. Lin Jiugong felt a pang of sadness.

"Junior brother came here today for that big tomb in Niushou Mountain."

"Oh?" Song Qi looked at Lin Jiugong: "If you need money, just tell me. There's no need to bear the infamy of digging up a grave for no one."

Lin Jiugong sighed inwardly. With his senior brother's talent, if he hadn't been so obsessed with material desires, how could he have achieved only what he has now?
“Senior brother, something has changed at Xuan Mountain. There is a mastermind behind all of this. I have observed the terrain of the two counties and can vaguely see an extremely powerful formation.”

Lin Jiugong used his hand as a brush to draw on the ground, vaguely depicting the mountain shapes and terrain of Shanyin and Guobei.

"Senior brother, look at these thirteen changes."

Lin Jiugong pointed out thirteen changes in the terrain, resembling a coiled dragon.

"Could you discern the purpose of these arrangements, Senior Brother?"

Song Qi frowned deeply. Every time Lin Jiugong pointed out a change on the ground, his expression grew more unpleasant. By the time the last thirteen changes were pointed out, Old Song's face was as pale as a dead man in a coffin.

"Heh heh, using the people of two counties as sacrifices, what a grand scheme." Song Qi sighed, "Junior brother, if I hadn't been nearing the end of my lifespan these past few years and tried many methods, I wouldn't have been able to see the changes here. These arrangements, seemingly mystical, are actually the supernatural methods of extraterrestrial demons."

(End of this chapter)