Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1374 - 663: The True Body of the Ghoul King

Now that Cheng Jiashu has proactively pierced the window paper, Fang Cheng naturally has to speculate on the other party’s true intentions.

Cheng Jiashu looked at Fang Cheng’s suspicious expression, a bitter smile tugging at the corner of his mouth:

"Don’t overthink it. I mean, this place used to be the location of our Cheng Family’s Secret Realm. But as early as fifty years ago, that Secret Realm had already completely collapsed and been destroyed, no longer existing."

"Related to Jiang Chen?"

Fang Cheng grabbed the crucial point.

"There is a certain connection, but it’s not entirely his handiwork."

Cheng Jiashu shook his head, gathered the complex emotions surging in his eyes, and brought the topic back on track:

"Let’s not talk about the past for now. I brought you here today because I deduced from various clues that Jiang Chen’s real body is hidden here."

Upon hearing this, Fang Cheng’s gaze once again swept over the entire Ancient Locust Village:

"Is that monster hiding in the ancestral hall? Or buried under the ancient tombs?"

His gaze swiftly scanned the largest group of blue-brick buildings in the center of the village, and then towards the overgrown deserted graves on the back mountain.

"Neither."

Cheng Jiashu shook his head decisively:

"With Jiang Chen’s cautious and meticulous nature, it’s absolutely impossible for him to place his life-saving trump card in such an obvious position that anyone could easily see through."

Fang Cheng turned his head and quietly looked at him.

Cheng Jiashu feigned mystery, lowering his voice:

"According to my calculations, Jiang Chen’s true form can only be hidden in a special place that ordinary people can’t touch, and even top mutants find difficult to forcibly enter."

"This place doesn’t exist in our reality, yet it is closely connected to reality, possessing independent operating rules and a sealed environment."

Fang Cheng’s eyes flashed, and he immediately reacted:

"Inner World?"

"That’s right."

Cheng Jiashu nodded and said:

"Only by hiding in such a place can his true form withstand the erosion of two thousand years, and never be dug up by those noble families hunting him worldwide."

"You just said that the Cheng Family’s family Secret Realm was once established here."

Following the opponent’s logic, Fang Cheng teased apart the threads and analyzed:

"So you mean, Jiang Chen is likely hidden in the remnants of the Secret Realm site? Or that the destroyed family Secret Realm of the Cheng Family has evolved into a brand new Inner World?"

After listening, Cheng Jiashu raised his thumb, his eyes full of admiration:

"You still have a quick mind, grabbing the key point right away. I had to go through the remnants of my family’s writings and think for several nights before deducing to this point."

He paused, sorted out his thoughts, and continued to explain:

"Back then, our Cheng Family’s ancestors found this Feng Shui treasure spot under the guidance of the Ancestor Spirit Jiang Chen in a dream. They spent generations of hard work gradually establishing a vast family Secret Realm, which eventually became the cornerstone of the Cheng Family’s prosperity."

"Although the Secret Realm was destroyed fifty years ago, the foundational part of the supporting framework is highly likely still remaining in the spatial crevices, ultimately mutating into a dangerous Inner World."

"The most important point is that for Jiang Chen to cross space and seize my body, he must rely on a specific medium. That broken Buddha statue bought on the Black Market, and another Buddha statue preserved in my house, are made of the same material, all from the Cheng Family’s Secret Realm of that year."

"Therefore, by tracing the Buddha statue, I concluded that Jiang Chen’s true form is definitely buried here! Moreover, he has been hibernating underground long before the Cheng Family established the family Secret Realm."

Upon listening to this seamless deduction, Fang Cheng nodded slightly, indicating his approval.

"And that’s not all."

Cheng Jiashu paused briefly, then tossed out another crucial piece of information:

"As the Ghoul King, Jiang Chen’s flesh body possesses an extremely terrifying self-healing ability, even to the point of being called immortal. But his Divine Soul consciousness is the weakest link, not much stronger than those low-level Ghouls."

"To maintain his sanity and avoid completely descending into madness, becoming a beast that only knows how to tear and bite flesh, he must regularly devour fresh souls."

"Previously, this dirty work was handled by the Cheng Family. On the fifteenth or sixteenth of every month, taking advantage of the time when Yin energy is strongest during the full moon night, we held an Ancestor Spirit Sacrifice ritual in the family Secret Realm. Of course, the ones killed were all heinous bandits and robbers, which could be considered acting on behalf of the heavens."

"But now, with only me left as the direct bloodline of the Cheng Family, there’s no one to run errands for him. That old ghost, when driven to desperation by hunger, will naturally have to recruit a new batch of lackeys to be his servants."

Cheng Jiashu lifted his chin, gesturing towards the mountain:

"Coincidentally, there is now a group of mysterious people living in this Ancient Locust Village, which should have long been abandoned. They come from all over, with different accents, yet claim to be ’village guards’."

"Even more interesting is that at the end of every month, they secretly perform an unspeakable ritual in the village."

Fang Cheng’s eyes flickered.

"Village guards?"

He chewed over the term.

The focus of this title is clearly on the word ’guard’.

As for what exactly these people are guarding in this remote area, whether it’s the village itself or something unspeakable, it remains intriguing.

Cheng Jiashu sighed, looking at the seldom-visited village below:

"I tried searching for ’village guards’ online before, and found recruitment information posted by them."

"The job benefits are tempting for ordinary people: a million annual salary for staying in the mountains for five years. At the end of the five-year period, an additional two million in compensation."

"As for requirements, it’s simply youth, unmarried, healthy, with no ties, orphans preferred."

"The specific job details were written ambiguously, just staying in the village, guarding the buildings and surrounding forests. During this period, you absolutely can’t leave the village casually, even during holidays, you must stay."

Cheng Jiashu let out a cold laugh, pointing out the oddity:

"Not to mention how strange the job requirements are. Just the fact that they keep posting recruitment information for guarding a few broken houses, as if such a generous salary can’t attract enough people. The dodginess here is obvious with a simple thought."

Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said:

"In that case, let’s go down the mountain now, capture a village guard, break their limbs, and force them to reveal how to enter the Inner World."

His tone appeared calm, but carried a chilling intent.

"No."

Cheng Jiashu shook his head to veto, his expression somewhat grave:

"If these people are indeed connected to Jiang Chen, their Divine Souls must have become the old ghost’s puppets, or their brains have been implanted with some kind of triggered Spiritual Restriction. As soon as they are questioned, it will immediately set off an alarm."

"Before we formally confirm the exact location of Jiang Chen’s true form, we must not alert them. If that old ghost senses any disturbances and relocates or seals the entrance in advance, where will we find another such good opportunity?"

Fang Cheng pondered for a moment, then asked:

"So, do you have a specific action plan?"

"Yes."

Cheng Jiashu’s eyes flashed with light:

"We can send someone to disguise as a recruit and infiltrate the village guards’ ranks. Then, secretly search for a way to open the Inner World, sneak in, and find the exact location of Jiang Chen’s real body."

"Only when they send out a signal confirming the target, can we strike with full force, to destroy it once and for all."

"Alright."

Fang Cheng clenched his fist, and his knuckles cracked loudly:

"Should I go? Or you? But let me state first, when it comes to acting and infiltration, my acting skills are no match for you, the big star."

Cheng Jiashu, hearing this, quickly waved his hands in explanation:

"Both of us looking this handsome definitely aren’t suitable to be undercover, that would too easily arouse the villagers’ suspicion."

"To avoid alarming them, my plan is to send someone simple-minded, preferably someone carefree and silly, like a fool, since such people are less likely to raise suspicion."

As he spoke, Cheng Jiashu turned his head, seeing Fang Cheng still staring at him.

He inexplicably felt somewhat guilty, subconsciously touched the tip of his nose, and asked irritably:

"What? Looking at me like that, do you think I look like an idiot?"

Fang Cheng shrugged:

"No, I just happened to think of a suitable candidate."