Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

Heart-eating demonThe High Priest nodded slightly: ”Please follow me.”

The High Priest led Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing to the Scripture Pavilion.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, a strong smell of mildew assailed them.

Xiao Feng couldn’t help but frown. Before him was a spacious hall, with bookshelves lining the walls, each filled with ancient texts.

Dim candlelight flickered in the corners, adding a touch of mystery to this ancient Library Pavilion.

”This is our Ming Cult’s Scripture Pavilion,” the High Priest explained in a low voice. ”All records about the sect’s history are kept here.”

Xiao Feng nodded, his gaze scanning the bookshelves.

He noticed that some books were covered in thick dust, clearly not having been opened for a long time.

”Where is the text that records the turmoil from thirty years ago?” Xiao Feng asked impatiently.

The High Priest pointed to a row of bookshelves on the right: ”It should be over there.”

Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing immediately walked in that direction and began to search carefully.

However, after searching through the entire bookshelf, they still couldn’t find the crucial record.

”Strange,” Su Xueqing frowned. ”By rights, it should be here.”

Just then, Xiao Feng’s gaze fell upon a volume that looked particularly old.

He carefully took it down, opened it, and his expression immediately changed drastically.

”Xueqing, come and look!” Xiao Feng called out eagerly.

Xueqing came closer to look and couldn’t help but gasp.

On that volume, the record about the demonic energy outbreak thirty years ago had been deliberately erased, leaving only a blurry trace.

”This... what’s going on?” Su Xueqing said in surprise. ”Who would do such a thing?”

Xiao Feng frowned and said in a deep voice, ”It seems someone doesn’t want us to know the truth.”

Just as the two were confused, Su Xueqing suddenly noticed a detail.

”Huh? Xiao Feng, the bookshelf you’re standing next to seems a bit different from mine.”

Hearing this, Xiao Feng began to observe carefully.

Indeed, the way the books were arranged on the bookshelf he was next to was slightly different from other places.

”What’s going on?” Xiao Feng asked curiously.

Su Xueqing explained, ”Our Ming Cult has special rules for storing texts. Books of different importance are placed in different locations. The bookshelf you’re next to should be where some confidential documents are kept.”

Just then, Su Xueqing’s gaze was drawn to a strange symbol in the corner.

”Xiao Feng, look there!”

Xiao Feng looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a strange rune carved in the corner of the wall.

The rune was composed of complex lines, faintly emitting a faint light.

”This is...” Xiao Feng leaned closer to examine it.

”I’ve seen similar runes in books,” Su Xueqing said in surprise. ”If I’m not mistaken, this should be some kind of Jade Jue rune.”

”Jade Jue rune? What’s that?” Xiao Feng pressed on.

Su Xueqing shook her head: ”I’m not entirely sure about the specifics, I only know that this kind of rune usually doesn’t appear in a place like this. It’s usually related to some ancient secret techniques.”

Xiao Feng nodded thoughtfully: ”It seems there’s more to this than meets the eye.”

Clearly, they realized that this discovery might have a close connection to the turmoil thirty years ago and the demonic energy within Su Mo.

”We need to investigate this rune thoroughly,” Xiao Feng said in a low voice. ”Perhaps we can find some clues from it.”

Just as the two were preparing to investigate further, the High Priest’s voice came from behind: ”Have you two found anything?”

Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing exchanged glances, tacitly deciding to keep this secret for now.

”Not yet,” Xiao Feng said, feigning disappointment. ”But we’ll keep looking.”

The High Priest nodded: ”Then continue. If you need help, tell me anytime.”

Looking at the Jade Jue rune that appeared before her, a hint of curiosity flashed in Su Xueqing’s eyes, and she couldn’t help but reach out to touch it.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch the rune, a strong hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

”Be careful, don’t touch it randomly,” Xiao Feng reminded in a low voice, his brows slightly furrowed, appearing somewhat worried.

Su Xueqing came back to her senses and smiled at Xiao Feng: ”Don’t worry, I’ll be careful.”

Saying this, she gently pulled her hand free from Xiao Feng’s grasp and continued to reach towards the Jade Jue rune.

The moment Su Xueqing’s fingertip lightly touched the Jade Jue, a strange current of air suddenly surged on the seventh floor of the Library Pavilion.

Dust accumulated over many years was stirred up, swirling in the air.

A heavy volume of the ’Records of Southern Xinjiang’ flipped open by itself, its pages rustling.

With a ’click’, it sounded like some mechanism was triggered.

Immediately after, a ’grinding’ sound was particularly harsh in the silent Library Pavilion.

”There really is a hidden compartment,” Xiao Feng’s eyes lit up. He quickly joined his fingers like a sword, and a sharp sword energy sliced across the wall.

Broken bricks crumbled to the ground, and the entire wall suddenly flipped over at an incredible speed.

A gust of foul wind rushed towards them, mixed with a heavy smell of mildew and a faint hint of blood.

Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing simultaneously held their breath.

In the darkness, thirty-six Merman lamps lit up one after another, their eerie blue light illuminating the scene before them.

The walls were densely covered with claw marks, each one deep enough to show bone.

The marks crisscrossed, some straight as if cut by a knife, others curved as if torn by claws.

The edges were crusted with dark brown blood, gleaming eerily under the eerie blue light.

Seeing this scene, Su Xueqing felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

Her fair face instantly lost all color, her pupils contracted violently, and her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

Her lips parted slightly, but no sound came out, as if the terrifying scene before her had robbed her of the ability to speak.

”This... this is...” Su Xueqing uttered a few words with difficulty, her voice trembling almost inaudibly.

She subconsciously took a step back, but was supported by Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng’s expression also became exceptionally solemn. He tightly held Su Xueqing’s shoulders and said in a low voice, ”Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

Su Xueqing nodded reluctantly.

As her gaze swept over those horrifying claw marks, her heart couldn’t stop pounding violently, and a chill rose from her spine, spreading throughout her body.

”What... what exactly happened here?” Su Xueqing murmured to herself.

Suddenly, her gaze was attracted by a cushion in the corner.

There, a familiar object was flickering with a faint light.

”That’s...” Su Xueqing’s eyes widened, unable to believe what she was seeing. She quickly walked over and picked up the object with trembling hands.

It was a jade pendant.

Not an ordinary jade pendant, but the one her Wu Yang’s Father often wore.

Su Xueqing held the jade pendant, and tears welled up uncontrollably.