Ancient Secrets - The First World Patch Released

How could I make her believe in my existence in a way that seems perfectly reasonable?

Ling Sheng rested his chin on his hand, staring at the Chronicle of Ages before him, when an answer suddenly struck him.

He picked up his pen, drew a wisp of power from that strand of divine energy, and wrote upon the Chronicle: A diary has long been hidden within the dilapidated ceiling...

Following his own design, he quickly finished editing the diary. His first world patch—complete!

The very next second.

"Crack—"

The white ceiling suddenly shattered, and a crimson book tumbled out, landing heavily on the floor.

Inside the secret chamber.

Bibi Dong was startled by the noise and immediately stood up from her stool.

"Who's there!"

She furrowed her brows slightly, surprised by the hole in the ceiling.

Had it been too long since it was repaired?

That made sense; she hadn't allowed anyone into this secret chamber since that incident.

She scanned her surroundings vigilantly, and only after confirming there was no one else did she notice the book on the floor.

"What is this?"

She picked up the book in confusion, only to see four bold, black characters written on the cover: Demon Notebook.

"Demon Notebook?"

Bibi Dong opened the book out of curiosity, but she frowned as soon as she read the first page.

"In the ancient era, the Eight Demons ruled the world. There was Shendu, the Demon of Fire, who could burn the heavens and boil the earth; he possessed vast supernatural powers, eternal life, and was immortal."

"There was Zhong Su, the Demon of Thunder, who commanded the lightning of heaven and earth. Born from the chaos of thunder, he was the master of all lightning."

"There was Po Kong, the Demon of Mountain..."

"What is all this nonsense?" Bibi Dong found it laughable after reading a few lines. What kind of ridiculous ancient secret history was this? Claiming the Eight Demons ruled the world—the gods would laugh their teeth out if they heard it.

Hmph, which fool made up this story?

She was about to close the book, but her hand stopped unexpectedly. Driven by some unknown impulse, she opened it to the second page.

As expected, it was the same ridiculous narrative, but a familiar name made her expression darken with fury.

Qian Xunji is forever loyal to Shendu, willing to offer his soul and everything he possesses to Shendu!

The wheels of time continue to turn, and the great figures of the old era shall eventually be reborn!

Shendu is eternal! And he shall surely return!

"Qian Xunji!"

Bibi Dong threw the book to the floor in a rage and stomped on it several times.

Ling Sheng watched, worried she might stomp a hole right through the diary.

She vented her anger for a long while before finally calming down, though her face remained flushed with fury.

After venting, she picked up the diary once more. This time, she felt a flicker of curiosity about its contents.

To think this was written by that bastard Qian Xunji. Wasn't that guy always looking down his nose at everyone? Yet he was so servile toward this person called Shendu.

Bibi Dong felt that he wouldn't even be this respectful toward the Angel God. No, "respectful" wasn't the word—it was—fanatical!

She read on, curious.

"In the ancient era, no one knew what happened to the demons, but they vanished one after another, leaving behind only their residual power."

"With the demons gone, other beings began to dominate the world. They soon discovered that even a sliver of demon power was immensely potent."

"There was Hsi Wu, the Demon of Sky, who soared through the heavens and conquered the infinite firmament with his wings. A man beneath Mount Kunlun obtained his residual power and ascended to the clouds. Later, he attained godhood and became—the Angel God!"

"What?!"

Bibi Dong's pupils dilated, a thunderclap echoing through her mind.

"How is this possible? The Angel God attained godhood by obtaining the residual power of a demon?"

She could hardly believe it. If what was recorded in this diary were true, the sensation it would cause in this world would be unimaginable!

At the same time, the very next second after her shock, Ling Sheng immediately felt his existence become more stable, and a new wisp of divine energy grew within him.

Not bad, not bad at all!

Bibi Dong actually believed it; it was worth using Qian Xunji to provoke her.

Ling Sheng nodded in satisfaction.

Feeling the growth of his divine energy, his mood became quite pleasant.

Bibi Dong finished reading the entire diary in one breath, then let out a long, heavy sigh.

The rest of the diary contained nothing of much use, filled only with that bastard's words of worship toward Shendu. The only useful thing was his record of Shendu.

"If that guy wasn't wrong, then the legendary Shendu who dominated the ancient era is this statue right in front of me?"

Bibi Dong looked at the yellow coiled dragon sculpture on the wall in disbelief, a sense of absurdity flashing through her mind.

She had been spending so much time with this thing, yet she had no idea it had such a background?

Although it felt ridiculous, Qian Xunji's demeanor really didn't look like he was joking.

Bibi Dong hesitated.

Holding the diary in her hand, she took a step toward the sculpture and observed it carefully.

A long stone dragon was carved onto the circular flat surface, two claws extending from its body, with the dragon's head coiled at the very top, its sharp eyes staring straight at her.

She reached out her hand, and as she looked into the dragon's eyes, she suddenly shivered, feeling as if someone inside was watching her!

"Ah!"

Bibi Dong clutched her chest and took a step back in alarm; this thing was too eerie.

Could the things recorded in the diary be true?

She gripped the diary tightly and hesitated. To be honest, she still craved that kind of demonic power very much.

If she could obtain that power, she would possess abilities surpassing the gods, and then her great revenge would surely be fulfilled.

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and stepped forward once again.

"Offer blood to hear the holy voice; endure for eternity, omnipotent!"—Qian Xunji.

"Swish—"

Bibi Dong raised her sleeve, sliced a cut into her palm, and pressed it against the sculpture.

The fresh blood soaked into the sculpture, and a reaction occurred immediately.

The next second, endless holy light erupted from the sculpture, and a heavy, ancient aura permeated the entire room, nearly crushing Bibi Dong under its weight.

"This, this is actually... real?" Bibi Dong's pupils dilated as she witnessed this scene, shocked beyond measure.

Having gained her belief, the divine power within Ling Sheng's body grew significantly once again.

Very good!

He was extremely satisfied; he had just unleashed a tiny bit of his divine power to intimidate her, and it seemed the effect was indeed excellent.

It was worth the price!

Now it was time for him to make his entrance and take the opportunity to cement his identity as Shendu.

From this day forward, he, Ling Sheng, was Shendu!

However, just as he was about to speak, a sudden change occurred within Demon Hell.

After Hsi Wu left the other demons, he was flying aimlessly alone when he suddenly saw a spatial rift ahead.

"Hm? Is this an exit connecting to the outside world?"

He blurted out in surprise, followed immediately by ecstatic joy!

"Great! This Lord is going to be free!"

Hsi Wu flapped his wings excitedly, his entire body rapidly flying into the spatial rift and disappearing from Demon Hell.

Shendu, within the statue, also noticed this scene.

Hsi Wu had actually gotten out!

He was greatly surprised, but he had urgent matters to attend to now and didn't plan to worry about him for the time being.

Just as he looked back at Bibi Dong, he suddenly sensed Hsi Wu's aura directly above him.

So this guy happened to emerge above Spirit Hall? That was perfect; he would let this fellow provide some support for his performance!

In the secret chamber.

On the wall, the dragon eyes of the sculpture flickered with red light, and a slightly sinister voice echoed through the room.

"How many years has it been? This Seat has awakened once more, yet I have yet to feel the aura of the old era! Servant, you had best give this Seat an explanation!"

The tone, filled with interrogation, accompanied by the flickering red dragon eyes, made him appear incredibly oppressive.

Bibi Dong swallowed hard, forced herself to put down the diary calmly, and tried to speak with composure: "I don't know who this 'servant' is; you have mistaken me for someone else."

"You are lying!"

The angry voice made Bibi Dong's shoulders tremble.

The next second.

"Swish—"

A beam of red light struck Bibi Dong at lightning speed; she had no time to dodge at all.