A Moonless, Windy Night, a Night for Murder and Arson

As far as he knew, the Way of Talismans contained all sorts of strange and wonderful abilities. With this Heavenly Talisman, he could increase his own methods and have the ability to deal with all kinds of situations.

Secondly, this Heavenly Talisman) was itself one of the baits used to lure the snake out of its hole.

It was used to lure Quanxing and those greedy people into causing him trouble, so that everyone could work together to wipe out all the enemies in one fell swoop.

And the third point...

Even now, Zhang Chulan has no need to worry about his safety. Not to mention that he has become the Schicksal protagonist of the Under One Person World, protected by the World Consciousness and enjoying Destiny.

Given his status as Under One Person World anchor and his ability to connect with other worlds, the nation will ensure he suffers no harm whatsoever.

(Zhang Chulan: I'd like to see which fool dares to try and steal my things, even with the protection of Mount Longhu, the Lu Family, the Three-One Sect, Nadu Tong, the country, and the Dimensional Chat Group?)

After receiving the Heavenly Talisman, Zhang Chulan didn't even glance at it before casually stuffing the manual into his pocket.

His brutal manner immediately evoked a pang of pity in those who coveted the Heavenly Talisman.

Be careful! This is one of the Eight Wonders.

What if it gets scratched?

However, Zhang Chulan clearly didn't care about other people's opinions.

After putting the Heavenly Talisman into his pocket, Zhang Chulan rubbed his hands together with a fawning expression and smiled at the Old Celestial Master, saying:

"Grandmaster, I've already won first place, look there..."

"Alright, although it's true that your win was a bit embarrassing, I still keep my word. I'll consider you passed this round."

Seeing Zhang Chulan's face already bruised and swollen, yet he still forced out a fawning smile.

The Old Celestial Master's lips twitched, barely suppressing the urge to burst out laughing.

Their original ideas about educating Zhang Chulan were completely forgotten.

After all, this child has suffered so much, let him relax a bit.

Blindly forcing someone can backfire. A relaxed approach is the key to effective education, isn't it?

"Yay!!!"

Upon hearing the Old Celestial Master's words, Zhang Chulan immediately cheered with joy.

"Hiss--"

However, joy turned to sorrow, and in his excitement, Zhang Chulan clearly forgot about his injury.

As soon as he moved, a sharp pain shot through him, causing Zhang Chulan to gasp in pain.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Seeing Zhang Chulan's miserable state, the Old Celestial Master finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The other elderly men standing nearby, seeing the Old Celestial Master laugh, could no longer suppress their urge to laugh and burst out laughing heartily.

——

At dusk.

The group of people who came to participate in the Grand Rite of Luo Tian have gradually left.

The atmosphere at Mount Longhu gradually began to become deserted.

Inside the main hall of a Daoist temple on the back mountain of Mount Longhu.

Wu Tong and his group, along with the Old Celestial Master and others, were quietly going about their business, waiting for night to fall.

After all, they had already arranged everything, and now all they could do was wait quietly.

Waiting for those... demons and monsters to come and deliver their heads to our door.

First, they lure the enemy into the trap, then they close the door and beat the dog, and finally, they eliminate all the parasites.

Wu Tong held the scroll of "Flame Mantra" and the jade Jade Slip containing knowledge of alchemy, which he had exchanged with Yao Lao for the "Crimson Wheel Sutra," and carefully stroked them.

However, Wu Tong's gaze did not linger on that; instead, he looked through the window at the crimson glow on the horizon that seemed to be stained with blood.

A smile of anticipation crept onto his lips as he said, "The moment has finally arrived."

A dark and windy night, a time for murder and arson.

After tonight, it will all be over.

Upon hearing Wu Tong's words, the others in the originally quiet Daoist temple hall began to whisper among themselves.

"Alas, a storm is brewing! I wonder how many people will lose their lives tonight."

The Old Celestial Master looked down at the dark forest below the mountain and sighed Youyou.

"Who says otherwise? But senior brother, don't worry too much. I'm getting a little used to you being like this."

They chose their own paths, and since they made that choice, whatever they encounter is their own destiny.

People always have to pay the price for their choices, don't they?

Upon hearing this, Tian Jinzhong, who was standing nearby, also offered words of comfort.

"Sigh, I really don't understand what's so great about these so-called Eight Wonders? Why are so many people scrambling to obtain them?"

Zuo Ruotong listened to the discussion around her and sighed Youyou.

At his level, any skill is merely icing on the cake. In Zuo Ruotong's hands, even a simple straight punch can unleash power comparable to top-tier martial arts.

Therefore, Zuo Ruotong really couldn't understand what use those people had for going to such lengths to obtain these cultivation techniques.

Don't they know that only the cultivation of life force is the root of the Great Dao?

"This is human greed, Master."

In this world, most people, for various reasons—whether it's personality flaws, limitations in talent, or being driven by hatred—choose to be greedy for quick success and act rashly.

These people often like to pursue unorthodox methods and trivial details.

In their eyes, the orthodox path of cultivation might just be a time-consuming and laborious but useless endeavor.

But when a convenient, fast, and extremely powerful force appears.

It is only natural that such a convenient and powerful force would be sought after and plundered by people.

The Eight Wonders were seen by them as a shortcut on the path of cultivation.

These so-called extraordinary skills, which had reached the pinnacle in every aspect, naturally became the ultimate treasures in the eyes of that group of people.

Therefore, whenever the Eight Wonders appear, they attract so many strange and monstrous beings.

This... is human nature.

Following behind Zuo Ruotong, Lu Jin listened to Zuo Ruotong's words and thought of everything his good friend Zheng Zibu had gone through. He spoke with deep emotion.

"Haha, Old Lu is right, that's human nature."

Wu Tong also spoke with a smile.

Humans are like that; the only lesson they learn from history is that they never learn anything at all.

What has been will be again.

What has been done will be done again.

These people couldn't see how many people died and how much blood was shed during the Jia Jiashen Turmoil; all they could see were immediate gains.

As long as the profits are large enough, there will always be people rushing forward one after another.

Even though... they knew that what lay ahead was an Abyss.