Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1652: 889: The Curtain Rises, Shocking News of the Filthy Immortal Arrow (Part 3)

Chapter 1652: Chapter 889: The Curtain Rises, Shocking News of the Filthy Immortal Arrow (Part 3)

Regardless of the angle, no profound grudge seems to exist between Old Ghost Wan Xing and the Zhao Family.

Still, across more than two hundred thousand years, it has dogged the Zhao Family relentlessly like a feral hound, ceaselessly inciting chaos and spreading destruction everywhere.

Zhao Xuanjing shivered inwardly, his mind abruptly recalling an exceptional youth from over two hundred thousand years ago who had crashed down like a falling star.

Right then, his vision hazed over as that person's silhouette sharply appeared before his eyes.

At that instant, the silhouette seamlessly overlapped with Zhao Sheng standing close by.

Each shone with exceptional talent and both served as Immortal Ruins Guests.

Old Ghost Wan Xing, Immortal Ruins Guest, two extraordinary individuals… all these pieces clicked together in Zhao Xuanjing’s mind, igniting a breathtaking notion.

Spotting Zhao Xuanjing immersed in thought, Zhao Sheng swiftly capitalized and stated, “Ancestor, if you don’t believe me, borrow the Demon-Revealing Mirror. With the Divine Mirror, the demon will expose itself!”

Zhao Sheng had pored over the complete family records and knew full well that the Zhao Family had obtained the Demon-Revealing Mirror twice before, unmasking the Divine Beast Messenger scheming from the shadows each time.

Housed at the Supreme Sect's central altar, the Demon-Revealing Mirror stands as a third-grade True Immortal Artifact, among the three legendary treasures protecting the sect from antiquity.

Securing this artifact from the Supreme Sect proves immensely difficult, like scaling the heavens.

Those prior two successes stemmed wholly from the second ancestor, Zhao Hongyun.

Even then, Zhao Hongyun paid a steep price.

Zhao Xuanjing's eyes flickered with light momentarily before he shook his head, his expression fraught with difficulty.

At that sight, Zhao Sheng suddenly remembered something: “Second ancestor, could it be…?”

Confronted by the question, Zhao Xuanjing kept his composure and avoided the hook.

Observing that, Zhao Sheng got the picture.

He paused briefly, then yanked an item from his sleeve and displayed it before Zhao Xuanjing.

“Ancestor, take a look at this!”

From his sleeve, Zhao Sheng retrieved a desiccated head with eyes squeezed shut. Right in the middle of its forehead gleamed a blood-drawn character for “stability.”

Zhao Xuanjing's eyes tightened a bit, shock surging within: “This is…”

While hurling the head over, Zhao Sheng transmitted a Divine Thought his way.

Catching Fengfengzi’s head, Zhao Xuanjing's gaze locked onto the bloody stability character.

Within a fleeting instant, he discerned Fengfengzi’s origins and realm, while once more sensing the blood character's horrifying strength.

“Old Ghost Wan Xing… is it seeking this?” Zhao Xuanjing eyed the blood character, his face twisted in complex feelings as he asked.

“Shh!”

Placing an index finger to his lips, Zhao Sheng hissed lengthily and sent via Divine Thought: “As the saying goes… it cannot be said!”

Zhao Xuanjing referred not to the blood character, but the treasure that penned it.

This marked the second distinct blood character he'd encountered.

The previous one, inscribed on talisman paper, held such overwhelming power that it continued to stun him.

And now, this blood character had bound a Tribulation Realm Demon Venerable.

Zhao Xuanjing instantly grasped why the man before him acted with such extreme caution.

In this instant, he wholly trusted the other's claims, the head and blood character providing ironclad evidence.

“Da Shan… alas!!” Zhao Xuanjing heaved a profound sigh, regret and guilt etching his features.

Grasping the opening, Zhao Sheng prompted, “I warned you Old Ghost Wan Xing would go all out this time. Now… we have very little time remaining.”

Killing intent flashed in Zhao Xuanjing’s eyes as he snorted coldly, “Hmph, over the years, I've readied several strategies. Before, pinning down its trail was challenging, but this time we can finally settle things with Old Ghost Wan Xing.”

Relieved by this, Zhao Sheng proceeded to confer secretly with Zhao Xuanjing once more.

When night fell, he departed from Zhao Xuanjing and melted into the boundless starry sky, vanishing completely.

…

Burial Immortal Ruins, Inverted Mountain.

After many years, Zhao Sheng stepped onto Inverted Mountain anew. The surrounding views stayed mostly the same, though two stone houses at the cliff's base had crumbled.

“Senior Stone Spirit, are you here?” Eyeing the bumpy ground, he called out abruptly.

Right after his words ended, a silent fissure cracked open in the earth, and the Stone Spirit burst forth from below, its agate-resembling red eyes locked fiercely on Zhao Sheng, gleaming like they could dissolve jade and stream gold.

The Stone Spirit bulged its eyes wide, roaring in fury, “Do you dare to come again?”

Zhao Sheng laughed softly, deliberately provoking, “Why wouldn’t I dare to come?”

The Stone Spirit sprang right in front of him, demanding further, “Where’s the Wind Stabilizing Pearl?”

“You’ve got it wrong—it’s the Small Wind Stabilizing Pearl!” Zhao Sheng swiftly corrected the slip of its tongue, while spreading open his right palm to display the sparkling bead resting there.

This bead surpassed an inch in width, featuring a crystal-clear and transparent outer layer, with a misty, illusory core that appeared to hold immense power.

The Stone Spirit lit up entirely in exhilaration, crying out again and again, “Impossible! Did you really forge the Small Wind Stabilizing Pearl? We… we defy the heavens!!”

Zhao Sheng clenched his fist, stowing the Small Wind Stabilizing Pearl once more, grinning as he said, “That Senior Gu Yu must be itching to learn this—go tell him right away!”

“Stay put; the old immortal will arrive shortly.” The Stone Spirit caught on, plunging swiftly into the ground to handle some mysterious task.

Zhao Sheng stayed rooted in place, his gaze turning ever more profound as he waited.

Moments later, the Stone Spirit resurfaced from the earth, dragging up massive amounts of Five Elements Essence along with assorted Earth Element Strange Objects from underneath.

At this sight, Zhao Sheng grasped its purpose immediately.

Zhao Sheng quickly loosened the Big Belly Bag from his waist, parted its mouth wide, and unleashed a thick heap of Top-grade Spirit Stones onto the ground.

The sheer volume of Spirit Stones piled up rapidly into a modest hill.

At once, the Stone Spirit's eyes flared with dazzling intensity, and it hurled itself into the Spirit Stone mound, shrieking in delight, “Mine… mine, it’s all mine!”