Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 977 Sun and Moon Under the Same Sky (End of the main plot of the "Living Until Dawn" arc)

When Wu Xian entered the blessed land, he brought with him a True Fire Talisman of the Sun.

The True Fire Talisman of the Sun comes with two uses of True Fire. Once the True Fire is used up, it can be restored by prolonged exposure to sunlight.

The museum is always dark, but the special effect of the Burning Dream Blade, 'Sunlight', can charge the True Fire of the Sun.

Even so, Wu Xian still did not intend to use the True Fire of the Sun in the final battle.

Because time is too late.

Unfortunately, Meng Longtu secretly moved the time forward by one hour in order to trick Wu Xian.

This led to the fact that the deadline Wu Xian believed for the blessed land was not the actual deadline, thus giving the Sun True Fire Talisman a third chance to be used!

This is why Wu Xian delayed his attack on Meng Longtu for a while!

Besides the True Sun Fire Talisman, Wu Xian also has a full moon mark on the back of his hand. Through this full moon, he can unleash the 'Full Moon Slash,' which, although not as powerful as the True Sun Fire, surpasses the vast majority of rare talismans.

More importantly, Full Moon Slash can turn the True Fire of the Sun into a ranged attack!

……

As he spoke, Wu Xian's aura had already reached its peak.

He was like a blazing sun that had fallen into the earth, the terrifying heat distorting the surrounding air, like a golden crow descending to earth, a god descending to earth!
Meng Longtu's face changed drastically; an indescribable fear gripped his heart. He pointed at Wu Xian and shouted:

"Hurry, hurry..."

But fear prevented him from uttering a complete sentence.

The two vicious creatures, however, reacted and launched an attack on Wu Xian at the same time.

The eight-armed demon with crimson armor wielded eight blood-red weapons, which hurtled towards Wu Xian like cannonballs.

On the floating ball of flesh, countless arms made hand seals and chanted incantations, and hundreds of twisted streams of purplish-black energy shot out from different tricky angles.

But Wu Xian drew his sword first!

call……

The blade unleashed a stream of intensely hot, golden-blue flames that engulfed the two fiends.

The crimson carapace melted like butter, the purplish-black energy shield was easily pierced, and the two evil spirits did not have time to put up any decent resistance. They howled in the flames and turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Golden and blue flames swirled rapidly, creating a fiery storm that burned through the soil several meters above, shooting upwards...

The flames died down, and the basement fell dark again.

Wu Xian blinked: "That's it?"

The power of his strike was undeniable; it instantly killed two vicious beasts.

But Wu Xian wanted to kill Meng Longtu as well, so how did the power fly into the sky? What's going on?

"Was it him who did this?"

Wu Xian looked at Meng Longtu, only to see that he had already summoned the last Demonic Ghost.

This demon is roughly humanoid, with a neck slightly longer than normal, hair that is all thin and long like pencils, eight arms that grow from its back like wings, and sharp spikes on its heels...

But Wu Xian could only see the back of this demonic ghost; it wasn't that he was aloof and turned his back, but that he was lying on the ground!
This evil spirit, which was theoretically stronger than the two combined, collapsed to the ground powerlessly as soon as it appeared.

Not only him, but Meng Longtu was also lying down, as if he was being suppressed by some powerful force, unable to lift even a finger.

Wu Xian looked down at the Burning Dream Dance Blade in his hand, then suddenly his eyes widened.

The flames trailing from the blade's end were burning fiercely and growing shorter and shorter, while the names of the people of Xuanling County were gradually disappearing one by one.

The name on the ribbon represents the 'Virtual Fire Seed,' which can increase Wu Xian's sword-wielding power through a one-time consumption.

But Wu Xian had never used it before, and he never expected it to be activated here!
Looking at the miserable state of the demon ghost and Meng Longtu, Wu Xian instantly realized that the slash he had just unleashed was probably not just a simple superposition of the True Sun Fire and the Full Moon Slash!
"Who knows, I might have accidentally unleashed some incredible technique..."

Just then, a reminder came from the Burning Dream Blade.

"leave here!"

Upon hearing the prisoner's voice, Wu Xian immediately turned and ran away.

When Wu Xian ran out of the basement, he found that it was bright outside, just like daytime. The newlyweds were all standing there, staring at the sky in disbelief.

When Wu Xian looked back, he saw two celestial bodies that shouldn't exist floating in the sky, which should have been filled with stars.

One is a dim sun.

One is a bright full moon.

Above the night sky, the sun and moon shine together!
This extraordinary sight is deeply etched in everyone's mind.

The sun and moon lingered in the sky for a while, and then... the sun and the full moon fell at the same time!

boom!
An indescribable muffled sound echoed between heaven and earth, followed by a violent tremor of the earth. At the location where Meng Longtu stood, a golden-blue fireball with a diameter of tens of meters suddenly appeared!
Soil, gravel, buildings...

These elements swirled and rose around the fireball, which eventually exploded in a spectacular burst, transforming into a deadly mushroom cloud that soared into the sky...

A moment later, a strong gust of hot wind swept in.

Wu Xian quickly covered his face, but the hot wind turned his curly hair into a slicked-back style...

……

The light of dawn appeared on the horizon.

Wu Xian helped a slender woman wearing a mask out of the water dungeon. The woman was named Miao Qiansi and was one of the seven dependents in the water dungeon.

At this point, the blessed land was coming to an end.

After the explosion, Wu Xian ran over to take a look and saw that a huge lava crater had been blasted out. Under such tremendous power, there would definitely not be a case of smoke without injury, so Meng Longtu was indeed dead without even a trace.

Of the surviving newcomers, seven have safely left the blessed land.

They are Hao Ze, Lei Weiguo, Hu Zhongjian, Fang Aimin, Feng Yu, An Guiying, and Lin Xianglan, all of whom were once newcomers who were hung on the ceiling.

Six others, including Qi Liang, Wang Wei, Luo Caixia, Shi Yan, Chen Chao, and Liu Nana, stayed behind to help Wu Xian with the last matter.

The remaining newcomers all died in the final battle during the demonic attack. Some were beheaded, some bled to death from their injuries, and some were scared to death...

The only person Wu Xian felt sorry for was Miao Yue. She had the courage to commit suicide, but she didn't have the chance to survive.

Then Wu Xian, along with the six men who remained, helped all the dependents out of the water prison.

After leaving the water dungeon, the dependents all plopped down on the ground, greedily breathing in the outside air, their eyes filled with novelty no matter what they saw.

After a short rest, Shen Longhu said to Wu Xian, "Congratulations on winning this bet. Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Wu Xian frowned slightly: "You've only just escaped, why don't you try experiencing some new things before deciding whether you want to die? You all seem to be enjoying yourselves right now..."

Miao Qiansi removed her mask, revealing a pale but beautiful face. She squinted her eyes, trying to feel the dawn sunlight through her face.

"Yes, we all enjoyed it."

"Flowers, grass, trees, wind, clouds, sky... we love everything about them and are reluctant to let go of them, but this does not conflict with our demands."

“You can’t understand us, and we can’t explain it to you. For us, living itself is painful… Eternal peace is what we want most.”

Wu Xian knew that there was no need for him to persuade him any further.

He sighed and asked, "Then, would you mind doing one last thing before you die?"

Shen Longhu asked curiously, "What is it?"

Wu Xian took out a tea canister.

"Time for tea!"

……

Despite the surprised and uncertain looks from his family, Wu Xian calmly set up a folding table and placed tea sets on it.

Long before rescuing his family from the water prison, Wu Xian had already boiled water and prepared teacups and a teapot.

By this time, the main structure of the museum had long since fallen apart, so they could easily collect these items from the surrounding residential houses.

As for the can of tea, Wu Xian found it in a secret room in the teahouse on the second floor of the museum when he was searching for treasures.

Hot water bubbled in the iron pot. Wu Xian poured the entire can of tea into it. The dark green leaves unfurled and tumbled in the water, releasing a refreshing fragrance.

Then Wu Xian poured seven cups of tea for each member of the household, and the rich aroma of the tea filled the air with the rising steam...

"Seven cups per person."

Wu Xian pointed to the teacups.

"After you finish drinking, I will see you all on your way."

"Is this really true?" asked Cheng Mo, a member of the family.

Wu Xian nodded: "It's true."

After a brief hesitation, the seven family members picked up their teacups and began to sip their tea.

After drinking the first cup of tea, they immediately felt extremely comfortable from their lips to their throats, so they couldn't wait to drink the second cup. After finishing this cup of tea, they felt even better.

So one cup after another, seven cups of tea were quickly finished.

As Wu Xian watched them drink tea, he opened a tattered book. This book had been obtained along with the can of tea. It contained a poem called "Seven Bowls of Tea Song" written by a poet who had drunk tea at the teahouse.

"One bowl moistens the throat and lips, two bowls dispel loneliness and boredom."

"Three bowls cleanse the parched intestines, four bowls make a slight sweat."

"Five bowls cleanse the muscles and bones, six bowls connect with the immortals and gods."

"Sharing seven bowls of tea, we break free from our cocoons and are reborn, forgetting the past; we no longer dwell on our regrets and sorrows..."

(End of this chapter)