Guess Which One of Us Dies First

Flame Dragon Armor!

Lin Shuguang examined the battle armor in his hand, which had taken him a full three hours to forge. Beside him, a top-grade Xuan weapon that had also been forged was broken in half, while the Flame Dragon Armor was completely unharmed.

Lin Shuguang nodded inwardly, "Its defense is tens of times stronger than the previous Demon God Armor, dealing with a mid-stage Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator should be no problem..."

"Your forging technique feels familiar, yet it's also its own unique style."

Suddenly, a voice came from beside Lin Shuguang. Startled, he turned to look.

But the large stone chamber was empty except for him!

Lin Shuguang slapped the Flame Dragon Armor onto himself, and it automatically formed into armor. At the same time, he said indifferently, "You don't know jack shit."

To be able to remain undetected by Lin Shuguang, their strength was at least at the True Fate Realm.

Either this person was a high-ranking official of the Black Prison, or an old monster imprisoned here. He didn't want to interact too much with either of them.

The person's tone carried a hint of humor, "To possess such profound forging skills at your age is extraordinary. Perhaps you are an old monster who has regained youth? No, that's not right, your aura is completely unfamiliar..."

The person rambled on, talking to himself.

Seeing that the mysterious person seemed a bit unhinged, Lin Shuguang decided not to linger.

Just as he took a step, the person's nonsensical ramblings abruptly stopped, "Your technique is good, but it's a shame about the Flood Dragon Armor. Such a high-grade Flood Dragon Armor, yet you didn't activate its properties... because you were missing the most crucial ingredient, Void Water. Only a few drops of Void Water during forging would have been enough to activate the Flood Dragon Armor's properties..."

"What properties?" Lin Shuguang couldn't help but ask.

Mainly because the mysterious person spoke with such conviction, as if they were also an expert who understood the craft.

The person chuckled, "Haven't you heard of 'Dragon Soaring the Seas'? Anything associated with dragons naturally possesses the ability to soar through the nine heavens... For cultivators, the ability to fly through the heavens and burrow through the earth is a skill only possessed by the Great Sage. Thus, later generations have found other ways to achieve flight and burrowing. You have a treasure readily available, and you are perfectly capable of it."

Flying through the heavens and burrowing through the earth...

Lin Shuguang calmly asked, "Senior, do you know where I can buy Void Water?"

"Buy? Haha, why waste money? That thing is in the Demonic Moon Sect. Just go and snatch it," the person roared with laughter, causing the formations in the Saber Prison to rumble.

"I'm leaving..." Lin Shuguang regretted not being able to ask a few more questions.

Concealing the Flame Dragon Armor, he then left the forging room.

Upon reaching the surface, the old jailer hurried over. Seeing Lin Shuguang, he anxiously asked, "Are you alright? Did you encounter any danger?"

"No, what happened?" Lin Shuguang asked calmly.

The old jailer said worriedly, "They say an old monster below woke up and broke through the formations. Fortunately, the Black Prison Envoy was here, so it didn't escalate into a major incident." Thinking of this, he cursed again, "If it had truly escalated, we would have been skinned alive. To break through the formations, their strength is unimaginable... Damn it, aren't the divine suppression arrays useless?"

Lin Shuguang pondered.

Not long after, some people were seen dispersing from the heavily guarded formation core. Sima Tingwei said calmly, "The matter is resolved, no need to worry. It's just that the formation's energy is insufficient. I've applied for reinforcements overnight, and I'll be personally overseeing it, so nothing will go wrong."

The old jailer finally felt at ease.

He turned to Lin Shuguang, "It's getting late. This old man will be going now, otherwise my wife will start throwing a tantrum again."

"Farewell, Senior."

After watching the old jailer leave, Lin Shuguang turned and headed to the archives.

Although he suspected that the disturbance in the formation was related to the mysterious person in the forging room, did it have anything to do with him?

However, the Demonic Moon Sect mentioned by the mysterious person caught his attention.

"If I recall correctly, that guy Qiao Shanheng also mentioned the Demonic Moon Sect... It seems to be because the old witch I killed was from the Demonic Moon Sect."

After presenting his identification badge, Lin Shuguang retrieved the old witch's file from the archives.

The middle-aged man in charge of retrieving the file for her asked curiously, "Why are you suddenly interested in this person? Before this old witch entered the cultivation world, she was a prostitute. I heard she accidentally killed someone and was imprisoned. It was by chance that she joined the Demonic Moon Sect. After that, she went mad for some reason, killing any man she saw with extremely cruel methods... Later, this old witch became possessed by her cultivation, not even sparing women and children. She even killed people and drank their blood.

Perhaps she cultivated demonic arts, and her cultivation advanced significantly after becoming possessed. Although the Demonic Moon Sect had some reservations about this old witch, her fearsome reputation outside the sect helped elevate the sect's status..."

The middle-aged man realized he had said too much and coughed, "She was killed a couple of days ago, why are you suddenly concerned about her?"

Lin Shuguang looked down at the file and casually replied, "I killed her."

The middle-aged man paused and looked up in surprise, seemingly not expecting the legendary ruthless individual to be standing right in front of him.

Especially seeing how young Lin Shuguang looked and the nonchalant tone he used when discussing the matter.

He subconsciously swallowed and cupped his hands, giving a sheepish smile, "I was blind. Please, you continue."

With that, he moved aside, not daring to stay near Lin Shuguang for long.

He was a clerk on the surface, rarely having the chance to visit the prison, but that didn't mean he didn't know what kind of heinous criminals were locked up below.

Just like the old witch Lin Shuguang had killed not long ago.

The fact that the old witch was killed wasn't the terrifying part. Prisoners causing trouble and being killed in prison wasn't unheard of. While rare, it wouldn't normally cause him fear.

What instilled fear in him was Lin Shuguang himself.

Arriving not long ago and killing the notoriously fierce old witch with ruthless methods, coupled with an attitude that clearly showed he didn't take it to heart, was enough to make one's imagination run wild.

If he hadn't known that the old witch had died at Lin Shuguang's hands, the middle-aged man might have thought Lin Shuguang was just a newcomer interested in the case.

But now, knowing that this newcomer was a wolf in sheep's clothing, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

With no one to disturb him, Lin Shuguang felt more at ease looking through the Demonic Moon Sect's information alone.

The information shows that the Demonic Moon Sect started with mental secret arts, recruiting only women of loose morals. It was originally an obscure, minor force, only rising to prominence after that old witch joined.

As for why the old witch was captured... Lin Shuguang carefully reviewed the documents and discovered it was because someone within the sect reported her for cultivating evil sacrifices, which are forbidden by the Great Gan Dynasty.

Sacrifices are divided into proper sacrifices and evil sacrifices.

Proper sacrifices, like Lin Shuguang using the Heaven Sacrifice Talisman to offer sacrifices to the heavens, obtain the purest power of heaven and earth.

Evil sacrifices, like the old witch slaughtering people indiscriminately to offer sacrifices to the Evil God, obtain incomplete energy.

Evil sacrifices go against human ethics and harm the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, the Great Gan Dynasty explicitly forbids its citizens from sacrificing to the Evil God.

Lin Shuguang mused, and couldn't help but sneer, "This Demonic Moon Sect isn't any good either. Although the old witch deserved to die, the people of the Demonic Moon Sect used her prestige to secure their position, and now their move to discard her after she's served her purpose is perfectly executed. That Qiao Shanheng is also a fool, only knowing a little about everything but acting as if he knows it all.

If he had known the relationship between the Demonic Moon Sect and the old witch earlier, he wouldn't have had the nerve to say the Demonic Moon Sect would seek revenge..."

He closed the file.

"However, the Demonic Moon Sect already has a True Fate Realm expert. If I go rashly, I might alert them before I even encounter the Void Water... Moreover, it's not certain if the Demonic Moon Sect even has Void Water. That mysterious person, what is their motive...

Since they could hide their identity from me, they can definitely see through my cultivation. With my current cultivation, directly attacking the Demonic Moon Sect, who knows what their intentions are...

Old Man Chen was right, no one can tell if what's locked up here is human or ghost.

The matter of Void Water needs to be planned carefully."

Leaving the Black Prison, Lin Shuguang quietly returned to the Shenxiu Auction House.

As soon as Manager Zhang entered the private room, he cupped his hands and said politely, "Does Young Master Lin have any needs?"

"Yes," Lin Shuguang said directly, "Does Manager Zhang know about Void Water?"

Manager Zhang, being a seasoned old fox, smiled at Lin Shuguang, "Void Water is risky for forging, but some master blacksmiths like to use it to stimulate the properties of certain special materials..."

Lin Shuguang had just bought a forging technique book from him, and now he was asking about Void Water.

Manager Zhang mistakenly thought that the person behind Lin Shuguang wanted to forge some divine artifact, and didn't think it was for Lin Shuguang himself.

He couldn't help but feel shocked.

First, he could slay a Flood Dragon, and now he wants to forge a divine artifact.

This Young Master Lin must have more than one expert behind him.

But thinking of Void Water, Manager Zhang gave a wry smile, "Young Master Lin, you may not know, but ten years ago, our Shenxiu Auction House still had the last three drops of Void Water, but they were all bought back by the Demonic Moon Sect at a high price.

It's strange, the Demonic Moon Sect possesses the most Void Water, yet they also widely collect Void Water from other places. No one can figure out what the Demonic Moon Sect uses it for. Ever since their sect leader was imprisoned in the Black Prison, the Demonic Moon Sect has become low-key and rarely appears in the martial world... I'm sorry, Young Master Lin."

"It's fine," Lin Shuguang thought to himself, it really was as the mysterious person had said.

"Manager Zhang, are there any other places that have Void Water besides the Demonic Moon Sect?" Lin Shuguang asked again.

Manager Zhang pondered for a moment, "It is said that Void Water comes from an ancient fierce beast called a Void Beast, which exists in the void and is nowhere to be found. The Void Water produced by it is likely distributed in some unknown immortal relics.

If Young Master Lin truly wants Void Water, perhaps you could try your luck at the Demonic Moon Sect. With your status, the Demonic Moon Sect will surely give you some face."

With my status?

Is it the status of being from the Baojian Sect, or the status of being the murderer of their sect leader?

Lin Shuguang still appreciated Manager Zhang's favor. He learned the location of the Demonic Moon Sect's mountain gate, which was hundreds of kilometers away.

Exiting the Shenxiu Auction House.

Lin Shuguang looked up at the sky shrouded in darkness.

"It seems I'll have to plan this in the long run."

Since it was his turn to guard the night.

Lin Shuguang's time to go to the Black Prison shifted from morning to evening.

Before he could go to the lounge.

He ran into Song the Foodie. Song the Foodie's gaze flickered, but he still said in a low voice, "Little Brother Lin, don't open the door easily at night. Demon souls roam at night. At best, your blood energy will be consumed, and at worst, your martial path will be ruined..."

Without waiting for Lin Shuguang's reply, he hurried away, seemingly worried about being seen talking to Lin Shuguang alone.

"Demon souls? Interesting..."

It was already late at night, so the corridor was extremely quiet. Lin Shuguang walked down the steps from the ground, the candlelight on both sides of the passage unmoving.

His own shadow stretched and shortened as he approached.

The originally silent long corridor echoed with his footsteps as he arrived.

As he gradually approached the prison cells, Lin Shuguang noticed that the inmates, who were usually noisy during the day, had now become unusually quiet, not daring to make a sound.

"Creak," Lin Shuguang pushed the door open.

It was the same guard room as during the day, but there was an extra book on the table tonight.

Looking at the somewhat yellowed cover, Lin Shuguang guessed it was from the old jailer, probably fearing he would secretly cultivate alone again and be bullied by demon souls.

Thinking of this, Lin Shuguang couldn't help but chuckle softly.

He closed the door, sat on the chair, and casually flipped a page of the book given by the old jailer. The pages were filled with explicit illustrations.

Lin Shuguang's expression was strange.

"In the end, I misjudged..."

The gentleman he thought he knew turned out to be an old pervert after all.

There was nothing, just the clanging sound from outside the door.

A sound of footsteps approached.

Lin Shuguang looked up and saw the old jailer's voice coming from outside the door, "You guys stay here, what are you shaking for? How can young men in their prime be afraid of this?"

He pushed the door open and saw Lin Shuguang holding a book in his hand. The old jailer's face changed slightly, and he quickly took out a book from his pocket, "I left the wrong one before. For you young men in your prime, an introductory book is enough to stir up your blood energy. I'm old, so I need to read something practical to get through tonight."

Lin Shuguang: "..."

I believe you, I believe you, I believe you, I don't believe you, I believe you...

The old jailer took back the book and was about to leave when he turned back and reminded him, "If something really happens, don't be brave. Use your cultivation technique to activate the identification token. The formation was just refilled with energy this morning, so those demon souls won't dare to act recklessly."

Then he closed the door and cursed at the young men peeking outside, "He's not afraid by himself, and you three are shaking like sieves together. You're useless."

The four of them left with clanging sounds.

Lin Shuguang shook his head, unable to help but chuckle.

He flipped through the book in his hand, and it was indeed just an introductory book as the old jailer had said. For a moment, he found it utterly boring.

He casually placed the book on the table.

"There's still some time before the demon souls appear... I'll cultivate for a while... Demon souls, I wonder what I can get if I kill and sacrifice them..."

Time gradually passed as Lin Shuguang cultivated.

At some point, a cold wind blew into the prison cell of the Saber Prison, and countless candlelight flickered.

In many resting rooms, two or three burly men desperately hugged each other, trembling.

Some jailers had already prepared their identification tokens and weapons, ready to activate the formation at any moment.

But Lin Shuguang, cultivating with such carefree abandon, was the only one like this.

"Screech... screech..."

A piercing sound, like claws scratching, came from the iron gate.

This scene mainly occurred on the first and second floors of the Saber Prison. As for the third and fourth floors... it seemed that out of fear of some old monsters, those demon souls did not dare to act recklessly.

The piercing sound continued unabated.

Many young new jailers screamed desperately, "Block the door! Quickly, block the door!"

"I'll curse your ancestors and all your relatives, get lost!"

Despite his calves trembling, the old jailer stared straight ahead, focused on the adult book in his hand, with his identification token placed beside it.

In an instant, the myriad forms of human life were on display.

"Crack."

In a certain place.

An iron gate opened on its own.

Inside, blood energy surged like a rainbow, an irresistible attraction for demon souls.

However, before the demon souls could charge in, a hand fiercely grabbed down from inside the door, directly pulling them into the gate.

"Bang!"

The iron gate closed again, the muffled sound like a heavy hammer striking the heart.

However, amidst the cacophony of metal screeching, it barely drew any attention.