Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

Demonic Gu Gnawing Heart RecordShe looked at the jade pendant in her hand in disbelief, countless questions flashing through her mind.

How did Wu Yang’s Father come to this place?

Was he safe? Why did he leave the jade pendant?

Just then, Su Xueqing’s gaze was drawn to a book on the shelf next to her.

She carefully put away the jade pendant and walked towards the book.

”’Record of the Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu’?” Su Xueqing softly read out the book title, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart.

She opened the book and found that the most frequently turned page was the section introducing the ”Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu”.

Su Xueqing’s hands couldn’t help but tremble.

Why would Wu Yang’s Father read such terrifying content?

Just then, a totem on the page caught her attention.

That totem... was exactly the same as the pattern on Wu Yang’s Father’s shoulder!

”No... this isn’t possible...” Su Xueqing took a step back in horror, almost falling.

She finally understood the meaning of that totem.

It represented being afflicted by the Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu.

Countless terrifying conjectures flashed through Su Xueqing’s mind.

Why was Wu Yang’s Father afflicted by the Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu? Who poisoned him?

Where was he now? Was he still alive?

Her hands tightly gripped the ”Record of the Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu”, her knuckles turning white from the force.

Su Xueqing felt a wave of dizziness, her world seemed to collapse at that moment.

Xiao Feng quickly walked to Su Xueqing’s side and supported her swaying body.

He looked at the book in her hand, then at her pale face, his brows tightly furrowed.

Xiao Feng pondered for a moment, then slowly said, ”Since I joined the Ming Cult, I have not seen the Sect Leader show any abnormalities. As for when the Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu entered the Sect Leader’s body, I truly have no way of knowing.”

Upon hearing this, Su Xueqing’s brows furrowed tightly, and her tone carried a hint of dissatisfaction, ”Even I, his own daughter, don’t know Wu Yang’s Father’s situation, how could you, an outsider, possibly know?” She sized up Xiao Feng, a trace of suspicion flashing in her eyes, ”Speaking of which, who exactly are you? Why are you here?”

Xiao Feng was caught a little off guard by this sudden questioning. He opened his mouth, unsure how to answer for a moment.

Just then, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from behind them.

Xiao Feng turned his head vigilantly, his hand already on the sword at his waist, his sharp gaze sweeping the surroundings.

They saw a man in a gray robe walking slowly towards them; it was Wu Hai.

His face was haggard, and his eyes held a hint of helplessness. He sighed softly, ”You still found this place.”

Hearing this, Su Xueqing immediately took a step forward and eagerly asked, ”Uncle Wu, you must know something, right? Why was Wu Yang’s Father afflicted by the Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu? What exactly happened?”

Wu Hai let out a long sigh, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing. Finally, he nodded helplessly, ”Alright, it’s time I told you about this matter.”

Saying this, he walked to one side of the secret room and pushed open a hidden dark door.

The three of them filed in, immediately feeling a biting cold air rush towards them.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng silently circulated the Immortal Power within his body and sent a stream of warmth to Su Xueqing.

Feeling this warmth, her heart felt slightly settled, and she cast a grateful look towards Xiao Feng.

Wu Hai led the two through the narrow passage, finally arriving at a spacious secret chamber.

Inside were placed seven jade coffins, entirely white. The lids were half-open, and the seven frozen corpses lying inside were faintly visible.

Each corpse was wearing ancient-style Elder robes, and a chilling white bone nail was inserted into their Dantian.

Su Xueqing gasped, her face turning deathly pale.

Xiao Feng couldn’t help but frown as well, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

Wu Hai stood before the coffins, his expression solemn as he spoke, ”Those lying here are the Elders of my Ming Cult.”

Upon hearing these words, Su Xueqing felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

Her face instantly turned ghastly pale, her eyes wide, her lips trembling, unable to speak.

She stumbled back a few steps, almost falling, but luckily Xiao Feng was quick-witted and supported her.

”This... this is impossible?” Su Xueqing’s voice was hoarse, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Wu Hai sighed, deep sorrow showing in his eyes, ”Xueqing, the truth of the matter is even crueler than you imagined. These people did indeed die for Wu Yang’s Father, but not in the way you think.”

Su Xueqing suddenly turned around, her eyes red as she stared at Wu Hai, ”Uncle Wu, what exactly happened? Please tell me!”

Her voice was choked with sobs, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Wu Hai was silent for a moment, then slowly began, ”Actually, the Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu in Wu Yang’s Father’s body was planted by himself.”

”What?!” Su Xueqing and Xiao Feng exclaimed simultaneously.

Wu Hai continued, ”Twenty years ago, in order to gain powerful strength, Wu Yang’s Father did not hesitate to risk his life and Cultivate a forbidden technique. That technique required the vital blood of seven Elders as a guide to refine the Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu.” He pointed to the seven coffins, ”Those lying here are those seven Elders.”

Su Xueqing’s legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground.

Her eyes were vacant, and she muttered to herself, ”Impossible... this is impossible...”

Wu Hai looked at Su Xueqing with a complex expression and continued, ”Wu Yang’s Father used the power of the Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu to quickly rise and become the Sect Leader of the Ming Cult. But he didn’t expect this power to come at a price. The Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu would flare up every so often, requiring the swallowing of living people’s vital blood to calm it down.”

Hearing this, Xiao Feng couldn’t help but gasp.

Wu Hai let out a heavy sigh and slowly began, ”Actually, Su Mo’s condition is more complicated than we imagined. Previously, due to the Evil Qi entering his body, it was suppressed along with the Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu. Now, the Divine Fire brought back by Xiao Feng has purified the Evil Qi, but it has also freed the Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu from its restraint.”

Xiao Feng frowned and pressed, ”Doesn’t that mean the Demonic Gu might have already controlled Su Mo now?”

Wu Hai nodded, a worried look appearing on his face, ”That’s right. The Heart-Devouring Demonic Gu will flare up when the host is weakest. It’s just...”

He paused, ”If the people of the Ming Cult knew that their Sect Leader used this kind of demonic thing, Su Mo’s position as Sect Leader would likely be over. That’s why we haven’t known about it until now.”

After listening, Su Xueqing’s face changed drastically.

She suddenly stood up, her voice filled with determination, ”No matter what, I must find Wu Yang’s Father!”

After speaking, she turned and was about to leave the secret chamber.

Wu Hai looked at Xiao Feng, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

Suddenly, he bent his knees and knelt before Xiao Feng.

This action startled Xiao Feng. He quickly stepped forward to help him up, ”Foster Father, what are you doing? Get up quickly!”

Wu Hai remained motionless, looking up at Xiao Feng, his eyes filled with pleading, ”Xiao Feng, I beg you, you must help me find Su Mo! In my entire life, I only recognize this one Sect Leader of the Ming Cult!”

Xiao Feng was stunned by Wu Hai’s action.