Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 943 The Demon God of Calamity

"He should be here soon."

"But he hasn't come yet."

"It should be soon."

The atmosphere inside the water dungeon was heavy. The imprisoned members of the family all stared at the stairwell, waiting for the figure that should have appeared long ago.

They all knew the most likely reason why Wu Xian hadn't appeared, but none of the seven of them tacitly mentioned that possibility.

Puff, puff puff...

Suddenly, an unusual sound came from the direction of the stairs. It didn't seem to be the evil spirit that was guarding the place, but it didn't seem to be an evil spirit either.

The sound grew closer, and everyone became increasingly tense.

Whoosh!
A blood-covered figure slid down the stairs, rolled several times on the ground, and slammed his forehead against the iron rack where the torture instruments were kept.

The seven family members fell silent.

This person... seems to be a bit dead.

Hey!
The body, which appeared to have been thrown into the water prison, lay on the ground for more than ten seconds before suddenly sitting up, removing its mask, and looking at everyone.

It was Wu Xian.

The slender Miao Qiansi asked hesitantly, "What's this...?"

Wu Xian grinned, revealing his mouth full of blood.

"I was so tired. The stairs were dark and slippery, and if I fell, it would worsen my injury, so I slid down like I was on a slide, which was quite exciting."

The family members fell silent again; going downstairs like this seemed more serious than falling.

The unshaven middle-aged man, Shen Longhu, looked at Wu Xian with concern: "You're so badly injured, it must have been very difficult for you on the way. If you don't mind, you can tell us about the situation outside, and we can give you some advice."

Wu Xian's expression changed slightly.

The seven looked like they were about to die when they first met. They exchanged names when they met for the second time. Now it's the third time, and these companions finally want to participate in the conquest of the blessed land.

The blessed lands experienced by these seven people occurred before the anomaly in Xuanling County, so their stories may not be relevant to Wu Xiantong's blessed land.

However, their experience may provide Wu Xianbao with a breakthrough.

Wu Xian then briefly informed them of the state of this blessed land, including the worship items, the newcomers, the treasures, the evil spirits, and the environment. He also quickly described his own situation, such as his current strength, and the areas he had already explored...

"In conclusion, I only need one last piece of the puzzle to clear this blessed land."

"The magistrate's seal!"

"If all goes well, I can find the Great Seal in the area on the right side of the first floor behind the Human Gate, and live to see the dawn with four newcomers, but... I plan to hold off for now."

Bi Yiming, who looked like a young man, asked in a clear voice, "Can you explain the reason for the postponement?"

Wu Xian reached his hands behind him to support his body.

"My first reason for choosing to postpone is that I still have a lot of things to do, such as clearing the wronged woman's name and not knowing what's in the carriage covered by the black cloth."

"In addition, I still haven't obtained three treasures."

“Treasures are not included in the conditions for clearing the blessed land. It seems that treasures are just items to improve strength, but my intuition tells me that if I collect all seven treasures, things might be different. After all, how could something that needs to be collected specifically not be strongly related to the outcome of the blessed land?”

Cheng Mo, whose face was covered in demonic markings, interrupted Wu Xian. His voice was hoarse and somewhat manic:

“Your intuition is correct. There are seven of us in the water dungeon, plus you and the six newcomers, making seven in total. The four families on the third floor make seven, and the types of worship items are also seven. Therefore, the fact that there are seven treasures in total is definitely not a coincidence.” Miao Qiansi continued, picking up where Cheng Mo left off. Although she had been imprisoned in the water dungeon for a long time, her voice remained beautiful.
"What treasures are known so far? Clothes, shoes, masks, jewelry, and tokens—doesn't this look like a set someone owns?"

"Based on this pattern, it's reasonable to speculate that one of the two treasures that haven't appeared yet must be a weapon!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian felt as if he had been enlightened. He had thought about the connection of the number 'seven', but he had never thought that these seven treasures might be a set.

"My second reason is that I want to improve my strength as much as possible before the final battle. Although the condition for passing the level is to let the newcomers survive until dawn, and the current conditions are enough to let the four newcomers survive until dawn."

"But the newcomers survived, what about me?"

"Even though I have upgraded the Burning Dream Blade to its limit, it does not guarantee that I will survive the tide of evil spirits after 4:30. Therefore, it is necessary to postpone the final battle."

"Therefore, I have a question I would like to ask you."

Wu Xian stood up and looked at Shen Longhu, who was clearly the leader of the seven.

“I know this is a gamble between gods and evil spirits, and I am a pawn to achieve this goal. Even if I win, I can’t change the fate of the blessed land like I can in other blessed lands. I can only rescue the seven of you.”

"Before the final battle, I want to know who my enemy is... who this evil god is, and that's the only answer I can get from you."

After Wu Xian asked this question, the expressions of the seven relatives changed simultaneously, clearly recalling their unbearable past.

Shen Longhu hesitated for a moment before uttering a long name:

"A thousand forms, a thousand faces, a chaotic secret of heaven, a demon god who steals life and bewitches the mind!"

"This evil god has already taken over this world. Every word and action we take in this world is under its watchful eye. Even now... He may still be watching us."

"He doesn't often appear in person, but His hand can weave an invisible net, causing those targeted to willingly step into an abyss of no return."

"As you said, this is a gamble."

"With the annual auspicious and inauspicious deities present, this gamble should still be fair. You don't need to worry about facing the inauspicious deities directly, and that's not the task of someone of your level. What you need to do is win this round within the rules of the gamble."

"Remember, never break the rules, or He will have a reason to interfere..."

Wu Xian wrote down Shen Longhu's warning.

Wu Xian hadn't originally intended to break the rules, but after hearing this, he started to feel a little itchy...

Wu Xian shook his head, abandoning the dangerous idea. After all, even if he had the desire, he didn't have the ability to break the rules.

Then these seven relatives gave Wu Xian a lot of advice.

They offered a variety of suggestions, such as how to use the evil spirits within the blessed land to facilitate the final battle, or speculation about the murderers in the massacre of the four major families. Wu Xian had considered most of these suggestions, but after receiving guidance from these seniors, his thinking became much broader than before.

As they talked, quite a while passed.

Wu Xian realized he couldn't continue the conversation, so he stood up, ready to kill the seven seniors.

The seven members exchanged glances, and Shen Longhu spoke to Wu Xian, saying, "We would like to ask you for a favor, but time is running out, so let's leave it for another time. We hope you won't refuse us."

Wu Xian thought about it seriously for a few seconds: "If this favor does not affect my own safety, is not too complicated, and does not violate my wishes and bottom line, I will help."

Shen Longhu smiled and nodded: "You have quite a few conditions. Don't worry, this favor is very simple."

"Then, see you next time."

Wu Xian raised the Burning Dream Blade, which resembled a spear.

(End of this chapter)