Chapter 361
The Eight Trigrams Furnace Refines Sun Xiaosheng
The Bodhisattva's treasure trove is located in the far northern corner of the City of the Wrongfully Dead, which is also a recognized forbidden area in the city. There are many ghosts and gods guarding the outermost perimeter, and the area is heavily guarded.
However, Zhou Sheng's magical power is now much stronger than when he came last time. His Seventy-Two Transformations are even more exquisite, and he did not disturb any ghosts or gods.
It crept into the night with the wind.
He easily bypassed not only the outermost guards, but also the Hundred-Eyed True Lord and the vicious dog with the bloodline of Howling Sky.
Without the Black Bear Demon guarding the place, this place felt like his own backyard to him, who had reached the sixth level of mastery and was proficient in superior escape techniques.
Once again, he flew into the treasure trove where incense money was piled up like mountains. In order not to be discovered, Zhou Sheng did not steal any money this time, but continued to fly forward.
Soon, he returned to the place where he had stolen the Purple Gold Gourd before. Here were displayed rare treasures, the bodhisattva's treasures.
Perhaps among them are the treasures He took from the Great Thunderclap Temple.
This time, however, Zhou Sheng did not have the slightest greed. In order not to alert the enemy, he did not take anything, but went straight to a stone wall.
He tapped his fingers three times lightly, then recited a mysterious and difficult-to-pronounce incantation.
Immediately afterwards, the heavy stone wall opened automatically, revealing a more spacious secret chamber.
Zhou Sheng breathed a slight sigh of relief, but still felt a pang of regret when he recalled the enormous amount of energy he had spent on divination using the Luo Shu.
Hopefully, what's inside will be worth the effort put in.
Stepping into the secret chamber, he once again felt the scorching heat, even hotter than the place where coins were minted.
Ahead stood Laozi's Eight Trigrams Furnace, drawing fire from the earth's veins. The fire element swirled around it, and the leaping crimson flames resembled the legendary Six Ding Divine Fire.
Even with Zhou Sheng's cultivation level, his primordial spirit felt a faint unease when he approached within ten steps of the Eight Trigrams Furnace.
As he approached, the alchemy furnace suddenly shook violently, and then a familiar voice rang out from within it.
"Hey, you vixen, I, Old Sun, am still alive!"
"Hahaha, can your fire get any bigger? I, Old Sun, almost woke up from the cold!"
"You vixen, is that all the firepower you have? Not enough, not enough at all! You can't even tickle me!"
The shouts and taunts echoed through the alchemy furnace, resounding throughout the secret chamber.
Upon hearing this voice, Zhou Sheng's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but utter a sound.
"Big brother!"
That was clearly Xiao Sheng's voice. They had sworn brotherhood at Mount Lu. Afterward, Xiao Sheng traveled the world, beating up all sorts of demons and monsters. He had even heard of his fame when he was in the underworld.
But for some reason, Xiao Sheng suddenly disappeared without a trace, and we never heard of his deeds again.
That one word, "Big Brother," immediately silenced the little saint inside the furnace.
The next moment, he let out an angry roar, which made the alchemy furnace vibrate.
"You vixen, one should take responsibility for one's actions. It was I, Old Sun, who killed the crocodile demon you raised. If you have any tricks up your sleeve, come at me, Old Sun. Don't hurt my sworn brother!"
"You just want my old Sun's Stone Embryo Spirit Essence, right? Release my second brother, and I'll give it to you!!"
Zhou Sheng was slightly startled and quickly said, "Brother, you misunderstand. I sneaked in. I tricked the black bear spirit guarding the place into leaving, and the Bodhisattva is also in seclusion."
Silence fell once again within the Eight Trigrams Furnace.
Just as Zhou Sheng thought Xiao Sheng wouldn't believe him and was about to say something more, an excited voice suddenly rang out from inside the furnace.
"It's so hot! It's burning me to death!"
"Second brother, quickly save me!" ...
"Help--"
The long, dark street was filled with the smell of blood.
The second-in-command lay on the cold ground, his body limp as mud. It wasn't that he had no strength left, but rather that every bone in his body had been crushed by the black bear demon.
He himself possessed considerable cultivation, and with the help of many rare and precious materials, he managed to break through the fifth level. In addition, with his many valuable protective magic treasures, he could even hold out for a period of time against experts at the sixth level.
But none of these were enough to contend with the Black Bear Spirit who had survived a tribulation. Under the overwhelming power of that force, all his prized trump cards proved utterly ineffective.
He shattered three or five protective magical artifacts with a single slap.
After a few slaps, his bones and organs were almost shattered, and he was only clinging to his last breath by magic.
But the black bear demon persisted and began eating from the feet down.
The second-in-command screamed and cursed repeatedly. When he was eaten down to the waist, he finally broke down and began to cry and beg for mercy. However, the terrifying black bear showed no mercy and opened its blood-red maw to eat him bit by bit.
Snap!
Even the skull was chewed to powder.
A hint of satisfaction at getting revenge flashed in the black bear spirit's eyes. His only question was that the little thief's meat tasted too tough. Could it be that his youthful appearance last time was just an act?
Yes, that must be it!
After all, people always need to disguise themselves before stealing. He was an old man, but he disguised himself as a young man, which was the most misleading thing to do.
The black bear spirit thought he was really clever, having seen through the other party's scheme.
The only pity is that the stolen purple-gold gourd was not on the other party, and this guy was a tough nut to crack, saying he didn't know anything until his death.
Just then, a reprimanding voice suddenly rang out.
"Black Bear, what are you doing?!"
The dragon girl appeared behind it, and upon seeing the bloodstains all over the ground, her pretty face instantly turned frosty.
The dragon scales on her skin stood up slightly, reflecting the anger in her heart.
The black bear spirit shrank its neck. Facing the dragon girl whose cultivation was higher than its own, it was still somewhat wary. However, it braced itself and said, "This guy is the thief who stole the Purple Gold Gourd. The scent hidden in his bones can't fool me!"
Is the second-in-command the thief who stole the Purple Gold Gourd?
The dragon girl was taken aback, clearly not expecting to hear this answer, but she quickly sensed something was wrong.
Although the members of the Treasure Boat Society are greedy, they are not stupid. They have always held the Bodhisattva in high esteem. Does this second-in-command really have such audacity?
Suddenly, her gaze fell on the black bear spirit, and her pupils narrowed as if she had remembered something.
"Black Bear, the Bodhisattva commanded you to guard the treasure vault. Who told you to leave?"
The black bear spirit was taken aback and said, "I came because I smelled the thief's scent, and the thief was in the City of the Wrongfully Dead..."
Before it could finish speaking, the dragon girl's figure had already disappeared, turning into a streak of light and flying towards the treasure vault.
The black bear spirit also realized that he had abandoned his post in a moment of impulsiveness, and hurriedly followed along as they flew towards the treasure vault.
Both were top experts at the Tribulation Transcending Realm, and their speed was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived in front of the treasure vault.
Both Baimu and the divine dog said there was nothing unusual.
But the Dragon Girl did not relax at all. Instead, her eyes revealed an indescribable vigilance. She stretched out her hand, and a slender, icy longsword quietly appeared.
"Black Bear, open the warehouse door."
Her gaze was cold, her voice filled with murderous intent, and the long sword in her hand trembled slightly. Her powerful magic was like an invisible tornado, causing the wind and clouds to change color.
...(End of this chapter)