Cultivation Chat Group

“Plup~”

A beautiful flower bloomed in the air.

This was a flower that only bloomed from creatures with blood in their body, and it was known as a “blood flower.”

In the eyes of some people with particularly twisted characters, this was the most beautiful flower in the world.

At this moment, the blood flower was blooming on a large monument made of black stone.

“Aaahhhh!” A scream came from the monument.

The disposable flying sword that Senior White had launched was stuck in the back of the monument, and blood was constantly pouring out from the crack. It was as if a Coca-Cola bottle had been stabbed with a knife after being shaken violently.

The stone monument spoke again. “Ahhh! Where did this sword come from? Who shot it here? Why didn’t I notice it?”

As long as someone in this world locks onto me and has the intention of attacking me, I should sense it right away.

After all, this stone monument had been made with this function in mind.

Wait a minute… Right, this is not the Netherworld Realm.

“This damn world.” The voice coming from the stone monument said while sounding like it was gnashing its teeth.

Then, the stone monument released a strange wave of energy.

After sensing the fluctuation, the crows around and inside the ruins flew over. They grabbed the flying sword with their claws and flapped their wings vigorously, trying to pull it out of the stone monument.

However, the flying sword was inserted very firmly inside the stone monument. It was impossible for these crows to pull the sword out in a short period of time with the strength they had.

“Ouch, that hurts!” The stone monument screamed again and again.

After a long while, the crows finally managed to pull out the flying sword inserted into the stone monument.

Strangely enough, when the flying sword was pulled out, blood immediately stopped flowing out of the stone monument.

The crows grabbed the wooden flying sword and placed it in front of the stone monument.

A pair of spheres formed before the monument, which seemed to act as its eyes.

The stone monument said, “Why does this thing look so familiar?”

The more it looked at the wooden sword, the more it felt that it was familiar. Yet, it could not find any detailed data on the sword in its database even after searching for a good while.

“Caw~ Caw~” The crows were circling above the stone monument.

Still, what would happen if these crows that were circling above the monument were to suddenly want to defecate? Would they be killed by the stone monument should that happen?

Anyway, the two “eyeballs” of the stone monument started moving, and after a while, something that looked like a nose emerged underneath the two eyes.

A retractable nose!

Unexpectedly, the stone monument had such an advanced feature.

Everyone had to keep up with the times in this era. To achieve true perfection, creativity was indispensable.

A crow flew down, grabbed the flying sword, and brought it to the nose of the stone monument.

The stone monument sniffed the flying sword. “Overall, the smell of this sword feels unfamiliar. I can’t tell what wood it’s made of, but there is a faint but very familiar smell coming from it… I’ll extract the smell and begin analyzing it through a cross-reference method.”

The stone monument went through its vast database, comparing the scent coming from the sword with the information stored in its database.

A string of garbled runes flashed across the stone monument.

After five or six minutes, the stone monument finally found the corresponding information.

It took so long to find the data because this string of information had been moved to the “recycle bin”.

If it were half a month later, this information would have been deleted.

“This scent is… Tyrannical Song’s.” The stone monument had confirmed whose scent it was.

The stone monument fell silent for a moment.

“Caw~ Caw~ Caw~” The crows that were circling above the stone monument cawed loudly.

The stone monument mused, “According to the information in the database, Tyrannical Song was annihilated under the Heavenly Punishment. There should be nothing wrong with this information, and Tyrannical Song should be really dead.”

Any creature that died under the Heavenly Punishment would be obliterated and erased from existence. No matter what means of resurrection they had prepared, there was no way for them to revive after dying under the Heavenly Punishment.

Even if Tyrannical Song had countless means of resurrection, after being reduced to ashes under the Heavenly Punishment, he would stay dead. This was why all the information it had on Tyrannical Song had been moved to the recycle bin, because that information no longer had any value and was just taking up space.

So, what was going on with this wooden flying sword stained with Tyrannical Song’s smell?

After some thought, the stone monument felt that the truth might be pretty simple.

“Perhaps this sword is a magical treasure that Tyrannical Song forged when he was alive, and it has been obtained by someone else now,” the stone monument concluded.

After much deliberation, it could only think of this possibility.

Tyrannical Song must have forged some magical treasures before dying. After his death, his items and equipment would surely be inherited or acquired by other cultivators.

The stone monument continued, “What a troublesome guy. Even after his death, he’s still causing trouble.”

Then, a small grid was ejected from the back of the stone monument, where the flying sword had pierced it before. Inside the grid was a round bead.

Beads were great tools for storing information.

The stone monument stored all the information on the wooden flying sword and Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s scent in the bead.

A crow landed and swallowed the bead into its belly.

Then, it spread its wings and flew into the air, where there was a temporary passage that led to the Netherworld Realm. The crow took the bead and drilled into the passage to enter the Netherworld Realm.

The stone monument said, “Send this flying sword back to my main body as well. Perhaps it can figure out more things about it.”

Two more crows came down, grabbed the flying sword, and flew toward the passage.

The disposable flying sword vibrated slightly, and before it was brought into the passage, it sent a secret message to Senior White.

After the bead and the flying sword disappeared, the stone monument began considering another matter.

Who was the person that launched this flying sword all the way to its location?

It did not have a clue.

The flying sword had appeared out of nowhere and inserted itself into its body.

There was a chance that the person who shot the flying sword may be acquainted with the deceased Profound Sage Tyrannical Song. In addition, the style of the wooden sword was very familiar, which was another clue.

Just as the stone monument was deliberating, a crow returned from the Netherworld Realm.

The crow brought back two pieces of information.

[White.]

[Change locations.]

❄️❄️❄️

On the golden moon.

Senior White took out his notebook and wrote down some coordinates on it.

These coordinates were exactly where the stone monument was located.

“That stone monument looks very advanced.” Senior White twirled the pen with his fingers. He wanted to dismantle the stone monument and see its internal structure.

At this time, the divine dragon brought Song Shuhang and Sixteen back to the surveillance area.

“Shuhang, congratulations,” Senior White said. “According to the records, you are dead.”

Song Shuhang was baffled.