Free Web NovelChapter 589: Chapter 503: Diwu Jie Kong_2
"When I get the chance, I definitely need to capture a cultist and thoroughly test the capabilities of this knife," Yang Xiao had once tested this knife on the lover of the Head of Wounded Door, who was captured, but after all, killing them wasn’t ideal as the person still had residual value to extract, so he held back. Now, he urgently needed a subject who did not care about life or death.
He wanted to test the limits of this knife, like cutting his own neck; if cutting 2 centimeters deep would kill a person, then he could cut just 1 centimeter deep himself. Thus, with the damage doubled, his opponent would be killed, while he would only be seriously injured.
Since the knife was so highly valued by the Head of the Wounded Door, there must be an unknown reason behind such high regard. In Yang Xiao’s view, the current abilities exhibited by the knife were still not enough to justify the Head’s great emphasis on it.
Upon carefully examining the knife, Yang Xiao already had an idea. He would first try to figure it out by himself; if that didn’t work, then he would think of a way to manipulate the captured man into dealing anonymously with the Head of Wounded Door, exchanging the secrets of the knife for his lover. If the other party disagreed, then he would send the man back to the Head of Wounded Door in parts, packaged and mailed in batches.
It is surprising that an ordinary person could attain the status of Venerable One within the Resentment Sect. This man must indeed be favored in the eyes of the Head of Wounded Door, thought Yang Xiao, who was confident in his plan.
The next day, he went to work as usual, first visiting Director Nalan to express his gratitude. After chatting for a while, they arranged to meet Lu Youdao to inquire about the intelligence of the Xiu Sect within the Resentment Sect.
By the time he met Lu Youdao, it was already evening, still in the dimly-lit underground collection chamber; the former Head of the Gate of Shock recalled that the relationship between the Head of the Wounded Door and the Head of the Xiu Sect was poor; the possibility of cooperation between them was virtually non-existent unless commanded from above.
"Strange, with your abilities, you shouldn’t have attracted the attention of someone higher than the Sect Leader. Why would the Xiu Sect think to stand up for the Wounded Door?" Lu Youdao couldn’t figure it out.
Regrettably, Lu Youdao had also never seen the true face of the Head of the Xiu Sect; even during high-level meetings, everyone wore masks.
"You Character Mask?" Yang Xiao murmured tentatively.
Upon hearing this, Lu Youdao forced a grim smile and his voice turned hoarse, "Of course, the chiefs of the Eight Grudges are all apostles from the You Generation."
Recalling the terrifying abilities of the White-clothed Scholar, Pingxi Marquis, Yang Xiao couldn’t help but inhale a cold breath. Given his current capabilities, encountering a Sect Leader-level figure would likely be more perilous than fortunate.
"Originally, I heard some grudges between the two within the sect. It seems that the Head of Wounded Door snatched a high-level magic device that was supposed to belong to the Xiu Sect and to avoid entanglement, hid the device in a place where no one can find it," Lu Youdao’s gaze was empty, after all, this matter was very old for him.
Hearing this, Yang Xiao was stunned; he immediately thought of his own kitchen knife and patiently pressed on, "Do you know what kind of magic device it is?"
Lu Youdao slowly shook his head, "I don’t know; what I told you is also just hearsay, whether it is true or false is still unknown."
Before the two could continue their discussion, Yang Xiao’s phone rang; it was from Nalan Shuo, which somewhat surprised Yang Xiao; but once he answered, even the typically composed voice of Nalan Shuo seemed panicked, "Yang Xiao, come to my office, right now!"
"I am with Mr. Lu," Yang Xiao instinctively reported back to the Director.
"Hurry!"
As he jogged to Nalan Shuo’s office, Yang Xiao reviewed everything he had done recently, including his encounter at Xiang Ma Town. He wasn’t sure which link had gone wrong, but judging by the Director’s tone, something had indeed gone seriously wrong.
Standing nervously outside the office door, Yang Xiao knocked and before he could knock a second time, the door was pulled open from the inside. Director Nalan was staring at him with a tense expression.
"Director, I..."
"Did you ask Beibei to look someone up for you?" Director Nalan pulled Yang Xiao into the room, a visible tension on his face.
Only then did Yang Xiao understand where the problem lay, nodding his head in confusion, "Yes, it was the young monk I bumped into last time in the script, claiming to be Wukong, and he also said I had a destiny with him, much like a person he once knew."
"He also said that this person was named... that’s right, Tu Jingzhe!" Yang Xiao suddenly remembered. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
Upon hearing this, Nalan Shuo took a deep breath, looking at Yang Xiao with a gaze that couldn’t merely be described as sympathetic, but rather bordering on despair, and after a long pause, he asked hoarsely, "Do you know who this Tu Jingzhe is?"
"Who?" Yang Xiao also panicked.
"That horsetail whisk of yours belonged to him." Nalan Shuo said solemnly.
Yang Xiao was taken aback, then exclaimed loudly, "He... Tu Jingzhe is with the Black Buddha Mother? The... Little Holy Spirit White-Robed Mother?!"
"Tu Jingzhe is the earthly name this demon once used, known by very few. Ximen Xiu used some extreme measures to help you find this name, and the result caught the attention of the Provincial Office’s surveillance department, which came directly to me, and I didn’t even know this name before." Nalan Shuo continued, "I only know that this person is one of the Three Demon Heads under the Black Buddha Mother, the Helmsman True Person of the Black Buddha Mother Sect’s Southeast Branch, with many titles like Nurturing Sect Mother, Infinite Saint, and the notorious Little Holy Spirit White-Robed Mother."
At these words, the image of Monk Wukong’s ethereal face immediately surfaced in Yang Xiao’s mind. He pressed his palms together, calmly saying to him, "Benefactor, you and I are fated, you resemble a person I once knew."
"Then this Monk Wukong..." Yang Xiao looked to Nalan Shuo for confirmation, since this person claimed Tu Jingzhe as his acquaintance, he must surely be someone extraordinary, possibly one of the other two demon heads ranked alongside the Little Holy Spirit White-Robed Mother.
Director Nalan, as if seeing through Yang Xiao’s thoughts, slowly shook his head, "No, the Provincial Office obtained this monk’s information from the upper General Bureau, and there’s very little about him known; his name is Diwu Jie Kong, also associated with the Black Buddha Mother, but he’s not a full disciple, though his status in the sect is even higher than the Three Demon Heads."
Nalan Shuo’s words buzzed in Yang Xiao’s ears, and the words of Monk Wukong uncontrollably leaped to his mind: If the monk is pleased, wine and meat will pass through his bowels, if not pleased, even the Buddha can pass through.
From his task performance, he had judged this monk to be somewhat bizarre, but he hadn’t imagined him to be quite so eccentric. Having deeply experienced the formidable power of the Little Holy Spirit White-Robed Mother, nearly everyone who saw her was shocked, and this Monk Wukong was even stronger, truly exceeding his limits of understanding. freewёbnoνel.com
He could not, however, reconcile the image of the young monk, with neat brows and pretty peach blossom eyes, with the notorious demon.
"Director, this Monk Wukong... no, no, the demon Diwu Jie Kong, is there any notorious rumor about him? I feel like he’s still..." Being on the side of the Patrol Defense Office, there were words Yang Xiao felt uncomfortable vocalizing.
"That he’s quite decent?" Nalan Shuo countered.
"Yes, right." Yang Xiao nodded fervently like a pecking chicken.
"There aren’t many rumors about him in the world of martial arts, but one very famous one exists: everyone who has seen him in the Nightmare World has died." said Nalan Shuo.
Yang Xiao was stunned, and it took a good while for him to come around, "I... I don’t understand."
"Everyone who has seen him, seen his face in the Nightmare World, even if they managed to leave the Nightmare World alive, would still die a violent death within a year. According to the Provincial Office’s data so far, there has been no exception, even the followers of the Black Buddha Mother are not spared, hence Diwu Jie Kong has another terrifying name, the Life Demanding Monk."
"Director, I request to be transferred to the side of the number one expert of our Patrol General Bureau. Rank and treatment don’t matter, I’ll come back after a year." Yang Xiao stood at attention, resigned to his fate.
