The 'Wu' Script of Gods and Devils (Seeking Follow-ups!)

"These sinful members of the Demon Race..."

Lei Zhan's brow furrowed slightly. He stood silently above Lone Dragon Island, watching as visible wisps of baleful energy, Killing Intent, and murderous aura rose from the corpses of the demons slaughtered below, surging toward him.

A faint, scarlet glow completely enveloped Lei Zhan, and waves of fierce, violent energy poured into the Cold Shadow Divine Spear held in his hand.

Beyond that, a large portion flowed into his Dantian Purple Mansion. Above the lake of the Purple Mansion, which existed in a state between the ethereal and the physical, the remaining two Cold Shadow Divine Spears floated and sank.

"The Divine Demon Blood-Refined Divine Weapon naturally absorbs baleful energy, resentment, and Killing Intent. Although it requires me to kill with my own hands... the blood-baleful energy, resentment, and murderous aura born from slaughtering these sinful demons are a great tonic for Cold Shadow."

Lei Zhan's Divine Sense enveloped the three Cold Shadow Divine Spears, which devoured the baleful energy greedily, drinking it in with a frenzy.

On the surface of each of the three Cold Shadow Divine Spears, an identical, ancient Divine Demon character—'Kill'—emerged. The weapons themselves were undergoing a constant transformation.

After a long while, everything fell silent, leaving behind only an island washed by a rain of blood.

"These demons have served their purpose well." A faint smile hung on Lei Zhan's face. "From this one battle alone, I can sense the improvement in the Cold Shadow Divine Spears. If I do this a few more times, I expect I can evolve them to the level of Earth-rank magic treasures."

Lei Zhan shook his head gently and stopped dwelling on it. A Divine Demon Blood-Refined Divine Weapon required constant slaughter to achieve continuous growth, but he certainly wouldn't go out of his way to create senseless killing.

Of course, if he happened upon them, he wouldn't show the slightest mercy.

Lei Zhan flipped his hand, and the Cold Shadow Divine Spear in his grip was instantly stored away into the lake of his Purple Mansion. He scanned the vast, distant sea, his voice incomparably calm.

"Come out."

Whoosh—

As his voice fell, two figures surged from beneath the calm sea, transforming into streams of light as they flew toward Lei Zhan.

"Senior." Heishui Fang and Heishui Yun stood one behind the other in the high sky, bowing with utmost respect.

"Mm." Lei Zhan nodded faintly. "Heishui Fang, our transaction... is now settled."

Heishui Fang had already handed over the Earth-rank magic treasure flying sword when Lei Zhan set out. Now that he had fulfilled his promise to slay the Lone Dragon Demon King, and even the various Purple Mansion-level great demons on Lone Dragon Island had been ground to dust beneath the Water-Fire Grinding Disc, the original agreement was perfectly fulfilled.

"Yes. Thank you, Senior, for your intervention." Heishui Fang's respect deepened. This Lone Dragon Demon King was no mere braggart like the Sea Dragon Demon King; he was a genuine Wanxiang Demon King.

He could perceive the aura radiating from Lei Zhan, which was also at the Purple Mansion level. Yet, for a Purple Mansion cultivator to slay a late-stage Wanxiang great demon felt like a tall tale.

"He... he's really dead?" Heishui Yun stood in the high sky, looking down at the blood-soaked, mangled Lone Dragon Island, still feeling as if she were in a dream.

"A Wanxiang-level Demon King who dominated these seas for nearly a thousand years... was so easily slain by Senior?"

Lei Zhan shook his head slightly, taking in the lingering shock and awe in the eyes of the father and daughter.

To cultivators from small tribes, a Purple Mansion cultivator slaying a late-stage Wanxiang great demon was indeed something that belonged in legends.

Even the tribe Lei Zhan belonged to before he awakened the memories of his past life had only possessed a mid-stage Wanxiang cultivator at its peak.

If he had followed the normal progression of the countless clans and tribes of the Great Xia World, Lei Zhan might well have become a cultivator like Heishui Fang.

Alas, the Divine Demon calamity had destroyed his tribe in an instant, setting Lei Zhan upon his destined path.

"You saw it with your own eyes. The great demon has indeed been slain by my hand," Lei Zhan said. "Now, only minor demons who haven't even broken through to the Purple Mansion level remain on this island."

"Your Black Water Clan has two Purple Mansion cultivators; these creatures, at most Xiantian Beings, will not be a threat. However, deep within this island, there are tens of thousands of humans kept in captivity by the Lone Dragon Demon King. I leave the fate of these people to your Black Water Clan. If you handle this well, it will count as a merit."

"Tens of thousands of humans kept in captivity?" Heishui Fang nodded. Just as humans enslaved and farmed demons, these powerful great demons would naturally find ways to abduct humans. Though he was only the leader of a small tribe, he had seen and heard plenty of such things.

"Mm." Seeing Heishui Fang agree, Lei Zhan nodded slightly, then transformed into a streak of light, continuing his flight toward the north.

As for his original intention to find an island to get some food and drink, he no longer felt much interest in that.

"Yun'er." Heishui Fang turned to look at his daughter, who was staring blankly toward the north. "Stop looking. Senior is able to slay a Wanxiang great demon with a Purple Mansion cultivation; he is destined to be someone our small tribe cannot reach. A golden dragon is not a creature of the pond; once it encounters the wind and clouds, it will soar to heights we can only look up to."

A father knows his daughter best. Heishui Fang didn't need to ask to know that his daughter had developed feelings. Even if it were merely admiration for the strong, such thoughts were nothing but a pipe dream.

"Sigh. Put these thoughts away." Heishui Fang sighed. "Such a heaven-gifted genius must be a young master of a great clan. Even if one wanted to be a maid by his side, there would be plenty of other talented youths vying for the position. In a few days, I will take you to the North Sea Commandery City. If you can be admitted into a sect, my Black Water Clan will have a chance to produce a Wanxiang True Person."

"Father..." Heishui Yun looked at her father, whose hair had turned white from the use of forbidden techniques. She remained silent for a long time before nodding slowly. "Yes. Daughter... will definitely be admitted into a sect, so that one day, our Black Water Clan will become a great clan standing tall within the entire Great Xia Dynasty!"

Aboard a massive black sailing ship, Lei Zhan sat casually on the deck.

Heishui Fang and his daughter were merely passing acquaintances to him. Even though he had sensed the faint stirrings of affection from Heishui Yun, he didn't care in the slightest.

"These demons..." Lei Zhan shook his head and sighed.

Before him floated a large number of magic treasures and items. These were the total spoils from slaying the Sea Dragon Demon King and the demons of Lone Dragon Island.

"These demons are truly poor. The only things worth mentioning are the three Earth-rank flying swords from the Lone Dragon Demon King. Although a single sword seems inferior to the one Heishui Fang provided, the three are clearly of the same origin. Together, they should be worth a fair amount of Essence Liquid."

After leaving Lone Dragon Island, Lei Zhan had naturally begun to count his harvest.

After refining the magic treasures one by one, those that could not be refined were set aside.

Unsurprisingly, there were only four unrefinable treasures: the Earth-rank flying sword from Heishui Fang, and the three from the Lone Dragon Demon King.

The rest were magic treasures from the Purple Mansion great demons. Even after slaying over a dozen such demons, including the Sea Dragon Demon King, he had only obtained seventeen Human-rank treasures, with only three of decent quality among them.

To Lei Zhan, they were all junk to be tossed into Tianbao Mountain in exchange for Essence Liquid.

"It's normal for these demons to be poor," Lei Zhan sighed, consoling himself.

Although the Lone Dragon Demon King occasionally killed cultivators, any treasures he obtained would be converted into Essence Liquid or rare materials he needed; he wouldn't keep much on his person.

Lei Zhan stuffed all the magic treasures—refinable or not—into a single storage treasure.

He was just about to deal with the remaining miscellaneous items in the same manner, but as his gaze swept over them, he suddenly discovered something interesting.

"These remaining odds and ends..." Lei Zhan's voice paused as he looked at the pile of junk, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"This pile... seems to be the belongings of that Sea Dragon Demon King."

"Is this... a token?" Lei Zhan beckoned, and from the pile of debris floating on the deck, a broken bronze token suddenly flew toward him.

"Damaged? A fragment of a complete token?" Lei Zhan picked up the token and toyed with it in his hand.

The token appeared to be made of a bronze-like material, yet it emitted a faint, ancient aura.

The token was not large, looking like a remnant forcibly shattered by brute force, only about a third the size of a normal token, with jagged, uneven edges.

"Gods and Devils script? 'Wu'?" The token was shattered, and even the patterns on it were deeply cracked. Lei Zhan examined it carefully, barely managing to recognize a fragmented Gods and Devils character: 'Wu'.

"To be inscribed with the Gods and Devils script, and for the token itself to emit such a faint, unique aura... interesting!" Lei Zhan grew interested and set the broken token aside separately.

The information on this incomplete token was extremely limited; even staring at it for a long time would yield no further clues.

He kept it, treating it as a casual move for the future.

After all, Lei Zhan knew how many powerful beings had perished when the ancient Pangu World was destroyed; even the Water Mansion he had encountered was a dwelling left behind by the ancient True God, Daoist Sanshou.

A token inscribed with the Gods and Devils script, even if incomplete, might well be connected to the ruins left by some ancient powerhouse.

When the time came, it might just turn out to be a massive stroke of fortune.

Today's Diary of a Failure, Part 2

Fortune is coming! Although I have to collect the keys myself. Still, it's at least a fraction of a stroke of fortune! Collect seven dragon balls, and you can summon a second Primordial Spirit.

Logically speaking, a second Primordial Spirit should be quite precious and rare; after all, even someone like Juhua doesn't have one. No matter how poor his aptitude is, a big shot who has piled up power over time shouldn't be this pathetic, right?

However, none of that is a problem. There are only two paths ahead for Juhua in the future. Either wait for the protagonist to become powerful enough to erase the "illegal immigrant" mark he left before the Heavenly Dao and let him undergo the Heavenly Tribulation again, or send him to reincarnate and then guide him to become an immortal. Both have their own advantages. As long as Juhua can hold on until Lei Zhan takes off.

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