How could he make her believe he existed, and make it seem perfectly reasonable?
Ling Sheng rested his chin in his hand as he gazed at the Chronicle of Ages before him. Suddenly, an answer came to him.
He picked up his pen and drew a wisp of divine power from that thread of it. Then he wrote in the Chronicle of Ages: A diary had long been hidden in the ceiling, which had fallen into disrepair...
He followed the idea in his mind and quickly finished editing the diary. His first world patch—complete!
The very next second—
"Crack—"
The white ceiling suddenly broke apart, and a crimson book fell from above, hitting the floor with a heavy thud.
In the secret chamber,
Bibi Dong jumped at the sound and immediately rose from her chair.
"Who's there?!"
She furrowed her brows slightly, surprised by the hole in the ceiling.
Had it gone too long without repairs?
That made sense. Ever since that incident, she hadn't let anyone enter this secret chamber.
She warily surveyed her surroundings. Only after confirming there was no one else did she notice the book on the floor.
"What's this?"
She picked up the book in confusion. Four bold black characters were written on its cover: Demon Notebook.
"Demon Notebook?"
Bibi Dong curiously opened it. After reading the first page, she frowned.
"In ancient times, the Eight Demons ruled the world. There was the Fire Demon Shendu, who scorched the heavens and boiled the earth, possessed limitless powers, and lived forever, undying and indestructible."
"There was the Thunder Demon Zhong Su, who commanded the thunder of heaven and earth. Born from the thunder of chaos, he was lord of the countless bolts of lightning."
"There was the Mountain Demon Po Kong..."
"What kind of nonsense is this?" After reading a few lines, Bibi Dong found it laughable. What sort of ridiculous ancient secret was this? It claimed that the Eight Demons had ruled the world. Even the gods would laugh their heads off at that.
Hmph, what idiot made up this story?
She was about to close the book, but stopped for some reason. Then she opened to the second page.
As expected, it was more of the same ridiculous story. But one familiar name made her expression darken.
Qian Xunji had always been loyal to Shendu, and was willing to offer his soul and everything else to him!
The wheel of time still turned, and the great figures of the old era would eventually be reborn!
Shendu would live forever! He would surely rise again!
"Qian Xunji!"
Bibi Dong angrily threw the book to the floor and stamped on it several times.
Ling Sheng watched, worried she might stomp a hole right through the diary.
She raged for quite a while before finally calming down, though her face still betrayed her anger.
After letting off steam, she picked up the diary again. This time, she felt a little curious about what it contained.
So that bastard Qian Xunji had written this? Wasn't he always so arrogant? Yet he was this obsequious toward someone called Shendu.
Bibi Dong had the feeling that he wouldn't even show this much respect to the Angel God. No, this wasn't just respect. It was—fanatical devotion!
Curious, she read on.
"In ancient times, something happened to the demons, and they all vanished. But the power they left behind remained."
"With the demons gone, other beings began to rule the world. They soon discovered that even a sliver of demonic power was incomparably mighty."
"There was the Sky Demon Hsoi, who soared through the heavens, beating his wings against the sky. Though small in stature, he conquered the boundless firmament. Someone beneath Kunlun Mountain obtained a fragment of his remnant power and rose straight into the clouds. Later, she attained godhood as the—Angel God!"
"What?!"
Bibi Dong's pupils contracted in shock, and a thunderclap seemed to explode in her mind.
"How could this be? The Angel God attained godhood by obtaining the remnants of a demon's power?"
She could hardly believe it. If the diary's account were true, what a sensation it would cause throughout the world!
At the same time, the instant she was struck with shock, Ling Sheng felt his existence grow more stable. Another wisp of divine power gathered within him.
Not bad, not bad!
Bibi Dong was starting to believe it after all. It was worth using Qian Xunji to provoke her.
Ling Sheng nodded in satisfaction.
Feeling his divine power grow, he was in high spirits.
Bibi Dong eagerly finished reading the entire diary, then let out a long breath.
The rest of the diary contained little of use, just that bastard's fawning praise of Shendu. The only useful part was what he had written about him.
"If that man wasn't lying, then the Shendu who once dominated the ancient world is the statue in front of me?"
Bibi Dong stared at the yellow dragon sculpture on the wall in disbelief, a sense of absurdity washing over her.
She had been around this thing for so long and had no idea it had such a background?
It seemed ridiculous, but Qian Xunji's words didn't look like a joke.
Bibi Dong hesitated.
Holding the diary, she stepped closer to the sculpture and examined it carefully.
A long stone dragon was carved into a round, flat slab. Two claws reached out from its body, and its head rested coiled at the very top. Its sharp eyes stared straight at her.
She reached out and looked into the dragon's eyes. Suddenly, a chill ran through her. It felt as though someone inside was watching her!
"Ah!"
Bibi Dong warily clutched her chest and stepped back. This thing was too sinister.
Could the diary really be telling the truth?
She gripped the diary and hesitated for a moment. Honestly, she longed for that kind of demonic power.
If she could obtain it, she would possess power beyond the gods, and at last, she would surely avenge herself.
With that thought, Bibi Dong clenched her teeth and stepped forward again.
"Only through blood shall you hear the sacred voice; enduring through the ages, you shall be all-powerful!" — Qian Xunji.
"Swish—"
Bibi Dong swept up her sleeve, cut a gash in her palm, then pressed it against the sculpture.
Her blood soaked into the sculpture, and it reacted at once.
The next second, boundless holy light burst from the sculpture. An ancient, weighty aura filled the entire room, nearly pressing Bibi Dong to the ground.
"This—this really is... real?" Bibi Dong's eyes widened as she stared, utterly stunned.
With her belief secured, the divine power within Ling Sheng grew stronger once more.
Excellent!
He was very pleased. He'd just unleashed the tiniest bit of divine power to intimidate her, and it looked like it had worked.
Worth every bit!
Now it was time for him to make his entrance and take the chance to cement his identity as Shendu.
From today onward, he, Ling Sheng, was Shendu!
But just as he was about to speak, an unexpected change occurred in Demon Hell.
After leaving the other demons, Hsi Wu flew aimlessly by himself. Suddenly, he spotted a rift in space ahead.
"Hm? Is this an exit to the outside world?"
The words escaped him in surprise, followed at once by ecstatic excitement!
"Wonderful! I'm finally free!"
Hsi Wu excitedly beat his wings, and his body shot into the spatial rift, vanishing from Demon Hell.
Shendu, inside the sculpture, noticed the same thing.
Hsi Wu had actually gotten out!
He was quite surprised, but he had something important to do now and wasn't planning to deal with him just yet.
As he looked toward Bibi Dong again, he suddenly sensed Hsi Wu's presence directly above him.
So the fellow had happened to emerge above Spirit Hall. Perfect—he could have Hsi Wu lend some support to his performance!
In the secret chamber,
the dragon's eyes in the sculpture flickered red, and a somewhat ominous voice echoed through the room.
"How many years has it been since I last awakened? And yet I still cannot sense the presence of the old era! Servant, you'd better give me an explanation!"
The demanding tone, accompanied by the sculpture's glowing red eyes, gave him a deeply oppressive presence.
Bibi Dong swallowed and forced herself to stay calm. She set down the diary and tried to speak evenly. "I don't know who this 'servant' is. You've mistaken me for someone else."
"You're lying!"
The furious voice made Bibi Dong's shoulders twitch.
The next second—
"Swish—"
A beam of red light struck Bibi Dong at tremendous speed. She didn't have time to dodge.
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