Chapter 556
Chapter 556
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 556
>Chapter Title: Shangguan Yuting
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Chapter 556: Shangguan Yuting
Li Huowang had traded with the Supreme Extreme Pouring Mouth before. When he saw the abnormality in front of him, he knew something was wrong. Everything Shangguan Yuting had said earlier about her being a secret for trading was just an excuse, all a deception.
Everything before his eyes changed in an instant. A baleful wind, formed from gathered characters of various scripts, burst forth from the crack in the clay statue and spiraled upward into the sky.
The moment Li Huowang laid eyes on that thing, he instantly understood. That was the Supreme Extreme Pouring Mouth—he had glimpsed some private secrets within it.
The Supreme Extreme Pouring Mouth tried to flee, but how could the Sitian Supervisor be unprepared? At some point, the sky above had turned into a mirror. Whatever was on the ground had an inverted counterpart in the heavens.
As the Supreme Extreme Pouring Mouth floated upward, it slammed straight into that black shadow on the ground—the shadow of what should have been the clay statue, now expanding and contracting irregularly.
“This isn’t a trade; it’s a robbery.”
As soon as Zhuge Yuan spoke, the black shadow on the ground expanded instantly, transforming completely into a dense cluster of eyes.
The surroundings began to shift, twisting and solidifying by turns, giving Li Huowang the sensation that he was about to return to the hospital.
Sensing something amiss, he immediately retreated to avoid being caught in the crossfire. He had already witnessed the Sitian Supervisor’s methods and had no desire to experience them a second time.
As for jumping in to help the Supreme Extreme Pouring Mouth, Li Huowang had no such intention. From the look of things, it didn’t affect his own plans, so there was no reason for him to intervene.
Once Li Huowang had withdrawn, the small land god temple collapsed entirely. Illusions flickered in and out in rapid succession, leaving Li Huowang, who was watching from the sidelines, dizzy and disoriented.
Li Huowang finally understood: the Sitian Supervisor had never intended to trade fairly with the Supreme Extreme Pouring Mouth from the start. He had planned to take it by force all along.
“You can not only exchange secrets but also just rob them outright like this?”
Li Huowang asked Zhuge Yuan, who was observing alongside him.
Zhuge Yuan gazed into the distance, a trace of hesitation on his face. In the end, he let out a sigh and began to answer Li Huowang’s question.
“An ordinary person couldn’t manage it—they couldn’t even touch the Supreme Extreme Pouring Mouth. But this Sitian Supervisor pulled it off with just an illusion. His background must be extraordinary.”
“It uses bizarre illusion techniques to drag people into hallucinations without them noticing, and it can even inject illusions right beside a person. Brother Zhuge, from what you’ve seen, what’s the origin of this Sitian Supervisor?”
“Mm, something this bizarre isn’t ordinary illusion arts. In my view, it’s probably from the Unspeakable.”
“The Unspeakable again?”
Zhuge Yuan looked toward the chaos in the distance and gently shook his head.
“No, this cult’s name cannot be spoken by mortal tongues, nor recorded by brush or ink. That’s why they’re called the Unspeakable.”
“The Unspeakable?”
Li Huowang pondered the term silently.
“I’m not omniscient. I only learned a little about them from a rotting bamboo slip I fished out of the sea during my travels.”
“Legend has it that the Unspeakable is born from the void, hides in the void, and dies in the void. For an ordinary person to glimpse it is exceedingly rare—perhaps only in moments of near-death delirium or dizziness at a graveside.”
“For a mortal to even catch a distant glimpse is a thousand difficulties, let alone taking it as a master to learn its divine abilities. This Sitian Supervisor must have had some extraordinary encounter in his past.”
Li Huowang watched the bizarre spectacle in the distance and asked hesitantly once more, “So is this Unspeakable a Si Ming? Which heavenly dao does it govern? Its abilities are so strange.”
Zhuge Yuan thought for a moment and gently shook his head. “I only saw it mentioned once in that bamboo slip softened by seawater, written in Baiyue script. I don’t know much.”
“It seems this Sitian Supervisor didn’t rise to his position by chance. Good—at least with this background, his chances of ambushing Dice should be high.”
As Li Huowang conversed with him, the commotion in the distance gradually died down. A vast expanse of blinking black shadows began spreading toward him from the collapsed land god temple.
There were over a hundred eyes, by the look of them. Li Huowang remembered those eyes—one was right between the brows of his reflection in the water.
The sight made Li Huowang’s scalp crawl. But what happened next was even more horrifying.
Shangguan Yuting, who had previously stepped into the shadow, emerged halfway from it again, as if climbing a staircase.
Her body was still that alluring figure from before, but her head had changed completely. Her once-delicate face was now covered in eyes of all sizes, blinking and spiraling endlessly.
Looking at her, Li Huowang felt as if he were staring into a double kaleidoscope, an inexplicable wave of nausea surging up.
Shangguan Yuting nodded her swollen, eye-covered head toward Li Huowang. A soft voice emanated from the dense cluster of eyes.
“Senior Er, I’m done. Let’s head back.”
“What do you need with so many secrets? If there’s really that much you need to know?”
Li Huowang averted his gaze and drew his spine sword.
A silvery bell-like laugh rang out from Shangguan Yuting’s face again.
“Then you’ll have to ask Lord Sitian Supervisor about that. I just handle the tasks; I don’t know the rest.”
With the matter settled, Li Huowang had no further reason to linger in Great Qi. He immediately passed through the rift he had cleaved open and returned to Great Liang.
The surroundings changed in an instant. Seeing the wheat harvesters cutting through the golden fields before him gave Li Huowang a sense of seas turning to mulberry fields.
“Can you let Lord Sitian Supervisor know now that I’ve completed the task he assigned?”
Li Huowang said to Shangguan Yuting behind him, his back turned.
Everything was in place now; all that remained was the east wind. It was time to deal with Dice.
“Don’t worry. Head to the capital first. I’ll find a way to inform Lord Sitian Supervisor. He’ll return as soon as he’s finished up.”
“Once Dice is dealt with, I’ll figure out another way to trade with the Supreme Extreme Pouring Mouth for a secret and rescue Bai Lingmiao!”
With determination etched on his face, Li Huowang quickened his pace toward the village ahead.
Upon reaching the village, Li Huowang found a wealthy household and bought a sturdy horse.
Though he hadn’t brought much money on this trip, he still had the jade pendant from Clear Wind Temple that he’d carried with him ever since.
He didn’t know the exact value of the jade pendant that had originally belonged to Senior Brother Xuanyang. But when he offered it in exchange for the horse, the household nodded eagerly in agreement, not daring to delay for a moment.
Li Huowang’s wounds were still severe—charred skin mingled with everted flesh buds. Fortunately, with Li Sui supporting him, his body held together.
And so, dragging his battered form, he rode without pause toward the capital.
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