Chapter 1053: Chapter 729: Enemy Attack
"Thirty years..." Yang Xiao was greatly shocked.
"And as far as I know, that’s not even the longest, otherwise, how do you think those elder dignitaries have survived until now?" the Second Demon Taoist hinted.
Yang Xiao was immensely envious upon hearing this. He wanted to learn these life-preserving techniques himself and urgently asked, "Uncle, how do you guys do it?"
"First, naturally, avoid conflict with others, value harmony. When using magic artifacts, pay attention to balance, try to avoid overusing any one artifact to prevent spiritual power imbalance."
"When infusing spiritual power into an artifact, progress gradually. Try to feel it, view it as a part of yourself, like your eyes or ears."
"Quality over quantity with artifacts. Blindly acquiring artifacts will only lead to a faster, more miserable death. Choosing artifacts must be done cautiously, ensuring they fit yourself."
"Of course, these are methods known to the world. Besides these, there are some special means to delay entering the Nightmare World, but correspondingly, you have to pay a price."
"In this regard, I don’t know much either. Those priests from the Yin Temple have the best methods. There are countless apostles in the world, but in terms of sinister and evil methods, the Yin Temple lineage ranks first."
After saying this, the figure behind the curtain slightly raised his head, looking deeply at Yang Xiao, "The problem on you, maybe they have a way."
"The Yin Temple..."
Yang Xiao had heard of these guys. They were entrenched in the no-man’s-land on the Myanmar-Thailand border, where it was chaotic and disorderly. The Yin Temple lineage was the local leader.
There were many experts in their lineage with strange methods. Even the three major forces in the country wouldn’t easily provoke them. Brother Sui, who couldn’t stay in the country due to being hunted, smuggled himself there.
The issues with the Ghost Bell and Ghost phone were resolved, and he also learned many methods to delay entering the nightmare. Yang Xiao’s trip was truly rewarding.
After bidding farewell to his uncle, Yang Xiao was blindfolded again, this time by Senior Brother Ming Yue to escort him out.
Once Yang Xiao left this space, the chamber returned to its previous silence. Daoist Qingfeng looked at the door Yang Xiao had left through, mouth opening as if to speak but stopping.
"Qingfeng, do you have something to say?" The elder hidden behind the curtain spoke from the shadows, leaving only his silhouette visible.
"Master, there’s one thing I can’t understand. Junior Brother Yang has so many high-level magic devices, and the strangest part is, all these artifacts are highly compatible with him, almost like..."
"Almost like they were tailor-made for him, or perhaps an expert specifically selected them for him," the elder’s voice was hoarse.
"Yes, exactly!" Daoist Qingfeng nodded heavily, the master’s words spoke to his own thoughts.
"Qingfeng, don’t you find it strange? He’s just a low-level apostle barely reaching the Ghost Level threshold, yet he’s being drawn into the Nightmare World so frequently. Just how much does he squander these artifacts?"
Upon hearing this, Daoist Qingfeng seemed to realize something, his brow furrowed sharply, "You mean..."
"It’s like he’s not using them himself, but rather someone is controlling these artifacts through his body. However, because that person’s power is too strong, an apostle like him who hasn’t even reached Ghost Level can’t withstand the backlash of the Resentful Eye, which leads to this."
"Resentful spirit!" Daoist Qingfeng was suddenly a bit panicked, his voice raising, "You mean there’s a resentful spirit of a previous artifact owner on him!"
"That should be it. He doesn’t want to speak, firstly because he’s worried I might kill him for the artifacts, and secondly... also fearful for his own safety against that resentful spirit," the elder’s voice was low and hoarse.
"Master, what should we do about it? Should I... catch him and ask clearly?"
"No need. If he doesn’t speak, he must have his reasons. If he were to tell, I’d find a way for him. If he doesn’t, let it be," the elder sighed softly.
"He carries too many and too varied things, mostly ominous items. Some I can’t even see the depth of. It seems that the resentful spirit wasn’t an ordinary person before its death, just a pity for my senior brother’s relics."
"You mean, Yang Xiao’s future..."
Before Daoist Qingfeng could finish, the elder slowly shook his head, interrupting, "He has no future. With such frequent visits to the Nightmare World, how long can he really live?"
After resolving these troubles, Yang Xiao didn’t linger, directly returning to Rongcheng at night.
In fact, time wasn’t so tight. Resting for a day in Xiang Ma Town would have been fine, but he felt uneasy inside, really not knowing how to face Tong Han.
Escaping is shameful, but useful.
Returning to his villa, he lay down and slept soundly until past 3 p.m. the next day. After getting up, he washed up, ate a meal, and went to the Patrol Defense Office.
There he found Director Nalan just after a meeting, inquiring whether any operations against the Japanese Apostles had been conducted recently. To his surprise, as soon as he spoke, Director Nalan’s expression changed. He dismissed the people around him and motioned Yang Xiao to follow him into the office.
Once they went inside, Nalan Shuo closed the door casually, staring at Yang Xiao with a peculiar expression, "How did you know about this matter?"
Yang Xiao laid out the information Qu Hong had given him about the Black Wood Society apostles. After listening, Nalan Shuo slowly nodded, relaxing his attitude, "Yes, there is an operation, but I don’t know the specifics. The confidentiality level for this is very high, only Provincial Office level has the authority to know. I’ve only heard a little wind."
"Recently, the Black Wood Society’s activities have become more frequent. They have awakened many spies hidden within sects, and many secret liaison stations hidden in the country have also been activated. They are surely planning something big next."
