Chapter 162
Chapter 162
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 162
>Chapter Title: Going Back
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Chapter 162: Going Back
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> Inside a guest room, the naked Li Huowang sat in a wooden tub, gripping a triangular awl in his lone arm as he took deep breaths, preparing for something.
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> “Hoo~ Hoo~ Hoo~” Li Huowang breathed slowly, calming the tension in his heart.
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> Once he was completely calm, Li Huowang stuffed a folded cotton cloth into his mouth and raised the triangular awl in his hand.
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> Blood flowed from within, spilling into the bathwater in the tub and staining a large patch red.
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> Li Huowang, veins bulging on his forehead, ignored the excruciating pain that nearly made him pass out as his trembling hand kept digging.
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> He finally found his stomach and tried to stab a hole in it to see what was inside.
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> But then Li Huowang realized that with only one hand now, he simply couldn’t perform the motion.
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> Just as he agonized over whether to call for someone outside to help, a pair of hands with long black-tipped nails slid past his skin from behind his waist.
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> “Thanks.” Li Huowang shakily raised the triangular awl in his hand.
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> The Two Gods’ hands began to apply gentle pressure, slowly squeezing out the contents of his stomach. Aside from some mushy food remnants, there was no Black Tai Sui, nor Danyangzi’s half-face. It was gone.
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> Seeing this, Li Huowang smiled. He had guessed right. That day in the cave, to deceive him, those Sitting Oblivion Daoists had indeed dealt with the living part of Danyangzi.
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> Afterward, to toy with him further, they had hidden the ascended Danyangzi so well that even the Senior Nun couldn’t detect it.
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> Those frauds just wanted to watch him get replaced by Danyangzi step by step, utterly defenseless, savoring the thrill of the deception.
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> But in doing so, they had unwittingly helped him. The Senior Nun had said before that they hadn’t eliminated Danyangzi because part of him was still alive.
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> Now that the living part of Danyangzi was completely dead, as long as he returned to Anci Nunnery and found the Senior Nun, he could finish Danyangzi off for good.
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> The bloody triangular awl dropped into the water. Li Huowang shakily grabbed the golden sore medicine nearby and poured it onto the wound in his abdomen.
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> At that moment, the hands with black nails flipped swiftly, pinching two threads tipped with red string as they pierced into the flesh around Li Huowang’s wound.
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> The red threads crisscrossed rapidly, sewing the wound shut. The pain made Li Huowang nearly bite through the cotton cloth in his mouth.
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> “Thanks.” When Li Huowang turned to look behind him again, there was no one there.
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> His face somewhat pale, Li Huowang climbed out of the bathtub and began putting on his clothes.
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> “Daoist, you’re really going back just to deal with your master? What about those frauds? You gonna handle them? You have to, right? Can’t let them keep scamming people there—how many more will suffer if they continue? Punishing evil in heaven’s name is a good deed too.”
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> Hearing this, a glint of hatred flashed in Li Huowang’s eyes. He didn’t bother responding and kept dressing.
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> Of course he hadn’t forgotten those Sitting Oblivion Daoists disguised in the Ao Jing Sect.
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> Just thinking of the two junior brothers who died because of them, and all the things they’d done to him...
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> ...made Li Huowang want to rip out their hearts and dig out their bones. Even without Jiang Yingzi’s dying wish, he was far from done with them. This was just as important as dealing with Danyangzi.
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> “But they’re really strong, Daoist. Can you take them?” The monk’s expression was full of worry.
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> “I have my ways. Can you just shut up for a bit?!”
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> Five Sitting Oblivion Daoists—he couldn’t handle them alone. But after mulling it over carefully on the road, Li Huowang realized he didn’t need to fight solo.
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> First, Jiang Yingzi had been deceived by the Sitting Oblivion Daoists too, which showed they controlled the Ao Jing Sect in those mountains through lies.
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> The lower-level members led by Hand Three had been tricked by the Ao Jing Sect as well. If he could make them realize they’d been duped, they’d become his allies.
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> Second, the Senior Nun’s son was a Heart Elemental just like him. Why had he ended up the way he was?
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> Clearly, it had to do with those Sitting Oblivion Daoists. If he explained the truth, the Senior Nun would surely be eager to avenge her son.
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> But first, he needed to deal with Danyangzi as soon as possible.
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> Fully dressed, Li Huowang pulled out the translated version of the *Fire Robe True Scripture* and strained to read the characters on it. He recognized even fewer now.
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> Li Huowang had always thought his literacy had been taken by Danyangzi. But looking back now, he realized that wasn’t it at all—it was simply because Danyangzi hadn’t fully died.
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> “Based on how many characters I recognize, I should make it back to Si Qi before Danyangzi fully assimilates me.” With that, Li Huowang closed the book in his hand and walked out.
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> The moment he stepped outside, everyone looked at him with worried expressions.
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> “I need to go back to Anci Nunnery to ask the Senior Nuns some things.” That was Li Huowang’s explanation to everyone for returning to Si Qi.
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> After all the back-and-forth trips to Anci Nunnery, everyone clearly knew something was off with what Li Huowang was saying, but they didn’t ask any questions.
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> Maybe they had their own thoughts, but for now, they could only follow along without daring to object.
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> One reason was that Li Huowang had saved all their lives. The other was the increasingly terrifying aura about him that frightened everyone.
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> “Gao Zhijian, your head okay?” Li Huowang, clutching his stomach, looked up at the tall bandaged figure and asked.
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> “N-No... n-no...”
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> “Good, as long as it’s fine. Rest up well. Eat some good stuff these days to build your strength.”
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> Li Huowang was just as shocked that Gao Zhijian was still alive. He had watched that iron die burrow right into his temple.
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> But later, while the others were cleaning up the battlefield, they found he was still breathing. And with help from the Bai family’s old immortal that Bai Lingmiao had summoned, he woke up.
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> He’d drowned before too, and now this. Li Huowang really couldn’t chalk it up to coincidence.
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> But he’d seen far stranger things in this place. After asking Gao Zhijian himself—and even he didn’t know what happened—Li Huowang dropped it.
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> Whatever the case, alive was better than dead.
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> Though he’d survived, that iron die was still buried in his skull. Li Huowang didn’t hold out much hope for more.
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> “Is the new carriage here? I’ll go check. No need to help—I can walk.”
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> As they watched Li Huowang’s receding figure, Gouwa shuddered violently, hardly daring to breathe, and whispered cautiously to Zhao Wu across from him: “Hey, don’t you think Senior Brother Li is starting to look more and more like that leper head? You guys feel it too?”
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> (End of chapter)