Chapter 1157: Chapter 783: Sheng Yanlin_2
Sheng Yanlin picked up the Ghost Bamboo Stick, carefully examining it, his palm caressing the surface, "It has been reforged, but the craftsmanship is quite mediocre, not like an expert from the Yin Temple, probably someone who took it up halfway."
"When you took out this Bone Stick, it looked familiar to me. I’ve seen it in a book before. It’s the treasure of the Soul Suppressing Sect, a major sect from a hundred years ago. Very good."
"This mirror is actually quite ordinary. You’re just good at utilizing it. This object is a perfect match for the cunning and deceitful, but unfortunately, it’s also a defective piece."
"You also have magic artifacts from Japan. Did you run into someone unlucky from the Ghost Sect?"
Sheng Yanlin commented on the items one by one until he picked up that half-piece Purple Gold Sleeve Robe, "Hmm? Where is this from?"
Sheng Yanlin looked up at Yang Xiao, "This is the magic artifact of the Purple Robe Spiritual Master from Lao Mountain years ago. Later, he was consumed by this item and turned into a demon, slaughtering the world of martial arts with his junior brother. People at the time called them the Taoist Double Killers."
"I remember this demon was ultimately killed off by the head of the Ru Lin Academy of that era. Why is it in your hands?"
"Do you have a connection with Ru Lin Academy?" Sheng Yanlin’s gaze towards Yang Xiao became more nuanced.
Yang Xiao quickly related his background with Ru Lin Academy and mentioned the young Sect Master of Yu Yuan Sect.
Yang Xiao was unconscious for a full two days, during which time Sheng Yanlin also caught up on the significant events that had occurred in the world of martial arts over the past decade, including the escape of that young Sect Master.
Reflecting on the timeline of events, the old Dean, who had seen much in his time, figured out the intricacies, "Hehe, ten years ago, I secretly visited Yang Qianhe with a partially completed ancient book to discuss its clues, on my way back, I got ambushed by the Dharma Sect, everyone except me got killed, and the blame was pinned on Ru Lin Academy. People in the world of martial arts probably even thought Yang Qianhe harmed me."
"I’ve heard of the Sect Master of Yu Yuan Sect too. Back then, he could challenge a Netherworld-level Apostle with just half-step Netherworld-level strength. Quite a remarkable figure, but his real strength lies in treasure appraising. It’s said Yu Yuan Sect’s good magic artifacts are mostly sourced by him."
"Back in the day, when it came to treasure appraising, I was on par with the Store Manager of the Chamber of Commerce, and this young Sect Master was the third. I suppose Yang Qianhe imprisoned him intending to let him find that Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes for you."
"He suspected you, otherwise, he wouldn’t have let you and the young Sect Master meet."
"I must say, the Ru Lin Yang Family is quite gentlemen-like; if it were anyone else, they would have killed and snatched the treasure even at a suspicion." Sheng Yanlin sighed softly.
"The young Sect Master also looked at the treasures I had on me, his assessments were similar to yours, but he didn’t notice your Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes, or maybe he did but didn’t mention it," Yang Xiao explained.
Upon hearing this, Sheng Yanlin slowly shook his head, sighed, and said, "He did notice, but dared not speak. And I bet later the Black Wood Society of the Ghost Sect emptied their coffers to rescue him for this garment’s clues."
"The President of Black Wood Society is a well-known top-level expert; few on the Japan island can surpass him, besides the Ghost Sect Leader, who else can command him?"
"Crimson as blood, thin as cicada’s wings, touching like skin, inhabited by Hundred Demons, followed by Ghost Coffin in motion, one of the Innate Nine Treasures, named the Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes." Sheng Yanlin recalled a passage he deciphered from that ancient book, grief and resentment filled his heart.
He sought this piece for 30 years, never thought... never thought he’d see it in such circumstances, truly fate plays its games.
"Innate Nine Treasures?" Yang Xiao was taken aback, hearing this term for the first time, "What are they, top-level magic artifacts among the Netherworld-level?"
"No, they’re a tier higher than the Netherworld-level. Want to stand at the pinnacle of the Apostle, you need to obtain one of these nine treasures."
Speaking of them, Sheng Yanlin’s tone became more serious, "Now, seven of the nine treasures have surfaced, count in yours, that makes eight."
"Who holds the remaining seven?" Yang Xiao instinctively asked.
"Four are within the country; the Patrol General Director holds one, United Federation President holds another, Chamber of Commerce Store Manager has one, the last is held by the Black Buddha Mother."
"Internationally, Yin Temple High Priest holds one, Ghost Sect Leader holds another, and one belongs to the Western Church’s reclusive Female Pope."
"And yours is the eighth one, the Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes."
Yang Xiao had just opened his mouth when Sheng Yanlin raised a hand to interrupt, "I know what you’re about to ask; you want to know the names of the resentful spirits on this garment, don’t you?"
Yang Xiao dared not speak, worried his good sister would overhear his intention to deal with her, only blinked at Sheng Yanlin while his mouth stubbornly stated, "Good sister has treated me with profound kindness, I wish to build a monument and shrine for her, not knowing the name is inappropriate!"
Upon hearing this, Sheng Yanlin suddenly laughed, waving his hand, "There’s no need to pretend, it’s okay, she can’t hear you. Do you think this pool of medicinal bath is just for show? As long as you’re soaking in it, she can’t affect you."
"Don’t talk nonsense, lest good sister hears it and thinks I, Yang Xiao, am treacherous?" Yang Xiao’s eyes kept darting around.
No choice, having been disciplined by the Opera Robe Ghost, he felt it best to stay cautious.
Sheng Yanlin also didn’t bother with him, lifting a finger towards the Opera Robe in Yang Xiao’s backpack, explaining to himself, "This item has been lost for a long time, the last time it surfaced was three hundred years ago. You say you got it from the Nightmare World, and I believe it’s true."
"The last known owner of this item was the female pavilion master of the Heavenly Water Pavilion, a person with a terribly bad reputation, prone to slaughter, and a lustful ghost among men, no knowing how many famed men she harmed."
"She embarked on massive construction within her territory, the manor built was said to be more grand than a prince’s mansion, even ordering nearby provinces, sects, and the like to contribute regularly, as if a nation within a nation."
"She favored women over men, viewed men as playthings, erected the Nine-layered Demon Tower, housing countless treasures, kept nearly a hundred male pets, reveling night after night. Hearing of a handsome man within her domain, regardless of status, she’d send people to snatch them outright."
"Anyone who disobeyed faced beatings at the least, and execution by rod at the worst, a female demon indeed."
"Young talents in the area lived in constant fear, some were literally frightened to death upon hearing her summon, others felt the humiliation too unbearable, choosing to drown themselves."
"But this misfortune for their families, if one committed suicide, another male family member would be chosen, or if none were suitable, the whole family would be killed instead."
"But karma prevailed, it’s said in the end, an obscure young talented man sacrificed himself to enter the demon’s lair, quickly gaining her trust, endured humiliation, became the demon’s most favored close minister."
"In the end, this was the person who sent out the message, uniting the Nine Great Sects of the time to attack from inside and out, eventually executing the female demon, thus marking the fall of the once majestic Heavenly Water Pavilion."
"Despite all this, during the final moment, the female demon fought against the mob single-handedly, killing dozens of experts, and... in the end, no one retrieved the Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes."
"I searched through ancient books and found records stating that in the last moment of the battle, the female pavilion master sealed herself inside the Ghost Coffin, sealing both the Ghost Coffin and the Nine-layered Demon Tower, and cursed that
"In the end, this was the person who sent out the message, uniting the Nine Great Sects of the time to attack from inside and out, eventually executing the female demon, thus marking the fall of the once majestic Heavenly Water Pavilion."
"Despite all this, during the final moment, the female demon fought against the mob single-handedly, killing dozens of experts, and... in the end, no one retrieved the Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes."
"I searched through ancient books and found records stating that in the last moment of the battle, the female pavilion master sealed herself inside the Ghost Coffin, sealing both the Ghost Coffin and the Nine-layered Demon Tower, and cursed that
