My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor's Corpse Chapter 81 - 81 Origin Treasure Map

Chapter 81 - 81 Origin Treasure Map

81 Origin Treasure Map

As Lin Wudao walked on the street, the pedestrians quickly backed away.

It was as if they were hiding from a demon!

In response, Lin Wudao’s expression was calm, and there were no fluctuations in his eyes.

“The sect master of the Netherworld Devil Sect is called Fan Tianjue, right?”

Suddenly, Lin Wudao seemed to have thought of something and asked Han Qingshan without turning his head.

“Yes, young master!” Han Qingshan nodded.

“What is his relationship with Fan Wujiu?”

“They’re father and son!”

“I see.”

Lin Wudao fell into deep thought upon hearing this.

Then, he raised his head.

“Li Zangtian, immediately send Fan Wujiu’s body to the Netherworld Devil Sect. Just say that this is my greeting gift.”

“Yes!”

Li Zangtian turned around and found a coffin. He put Fan Wujiu’s body in it, then carried it on his shoulder and strode toward the Netherworld Devil Sect.

Seeing this, a trace of horror flashed through Han Qingshan’s eyes.

“Young master, what are you…”

“Naturally, I’m here to avenge you! The ones who hung you on the city tower were Gongsun Mang of the Gongsun family and Fan Wujiu of the Netherworld Devil Sect. Although they’re dead, my hatred for the Netherworld Devil Sect has not ended. Since we’ve already shed all pretenses of cordiality, let’s do this to the end,” His nonchalant voice sounded.

Hearing this, Han Qingshan and Zhao Mang looked at each other and saw the shock in each other’s eyes.

To think Lin Wudao was going to declare war on the Netherworld Devil Sect!

“What did I do to make young master do this for me?”

Han Qingshan was extremely touched.

He clenched his fists tightly and felt extremely guilty.

Zhao Mang felt the same!

Ever since he had followed Lin Wudao, he had not made any contributions. Instead, his incompetence caused Lin Wudao to form monstrous enmities.

Zhao Mang was filled with guilt and unease.

“A man will die for his bosom friend! Governor, I will repay you with my life!” Zhao Mang swore to himself.

…

Lin Wudao did not care about their reactions and thoughts.

At this moment, he was thinking about his future development.

He definitely couldn’t stay in the Demon Subduing Division any longer.

The limitations were too great!

Currently, it could not keep up with his pace at all. Furthermore, it had no effect on the improvement of his strength.

“It’s time to leave the Demon Subduing Division. Maybe I can take control of the City of Sin and form my own force. After I grow stronger, I can gather all the forces in the world to worship me,” Lin Wudao thought to himself.

After some consideration, he felt that he could give it a try!

“Zhao Mang, bring some men to the Gongsun family and go through all their resources. Then, bring them back to me.”

“Yes!” Zhao Mang bowed and left.

“Uncle Han, if there’s nothing else, you can go and help too.”

“Alright!” Han Qingshan nodded.

He immediately followed behind Zhao Mang.

After they left, Lin Wudao walked alone on the ancient Street, heading straight for the Demon Subduing Division.

…

The Netherworld Devil Sect was located 3000 miles west of the City of Sin.

At this moment, in a quiet and elegant courtyard on Netherworld Mountain, two figures were leisurely drinking tea and playing chess. They seemed to have become one with the surrounding environment.

At first glance, the scene seemed very harmonious!

“Saint Qing Ming, it’s been almost thirty years since we last met, right?”

There was a long silence before the black-robed man with a dignified face and a cold temperament broke the silence first. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He had the bearing of a superior!

He was Fan Tianjue, the current sect master of the Netherworld Devil Sect, an expert who had reached the perfection of the Origin Return realm.

It was even rumored that he had already taken one step into the Tribulation Transcendence realm.

In the huge City of Sin, he was definitely one of the most powerful existences.

The person playing chess with him was a man in green who had an elegant face and a peaceful temperament.

At first glance, people couldn’t help but want to get close to him. His cultivation and strength had also reached the peak of the Origin Return realm, making him no weaker than Fan Tianjue.

However, compared to Fan Tianjue, who was showing off his power, Saint Qing Ming’s aura was extremely calm, giving people a magical feeling like a spring breeze.

“It’s been thirty years, eight months, and twelve days!” Saint Qing Ming placed a piece down and replied unhurriedly.

“Ha, you remember it quite clearly.”

Fan Tianjue snorted and immediately placed a piece on the board, stopping Saint Qing Ming’s attack on the board.

“You won’t come to the Netherworld Devil Sect without a reason. I’m afraid you’re not here to reminisce about the old days, right? Perhaps it’s related to Sunset Battlefield that’s about to open?”

“Yes. In another twelve days, Sunset Battlefield will open. I have indeed come back for this matter. I need your help to retrieve something from Sunset Battlefield.”

His help?

Hearing this, Fan Tianjue sneered secretly.

“30 years ago, you left the Netherworld Devil Sect and joined the Dari Demonic Sect. So many years have pa.s.sed, but you’re still not stronger than me in terms of cultivation and strength. It seems like you aren’t doing well there.”

“Indeed! I spent thirty years in the Dari Demonic Sect wasting my days. However, I did get something. Under some coincidences, I found an ancient treasure map in the sect’s library. A great opportunity is recorded on it! This time, I’ve come to find you to go to Sunset Battlefield with me and obtain that fortune and opportunity.”

An opportunity?

Fan Tianjue narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

His interest was piqued.

“Would you tell me such a good thing?”

“Ha, if you don’t believe me, you can see for yourself.”

Whoosh!

With a wave of Saint Qing Ming’s sleeve, an ancient and mysterious treasure map instantly appeared on the chessboard. It recorded the route of a secret realm in detail.

Furthermore, markings had been made along the way!

“This treasure map records a mysterious substance called the origin auspicious energy. It was condensed by an ancient powerhouse who set up an Origin Great Array. Every thousand years, one strand can be formed! The main use of the beginnings auspicious energy is to cleanse one’s body and improve one’s apt.i.tude and apt.i.tude bone. If refined, one’s apt.i.tude can be improved by a hundred times.”

“The compet.i.tion to be the outer sect core disciple of the Dari Demonic Sect will be held soon. If I have the origin auspicious energy, I’ll definitely be able to break through to the Tribulation Transcendence realm. At that time, there will be hope for me to be an outer sect core disciple! As for you, if your apt.i.tude is enhanced by a hundred times, would you still have to worry about not being able to reach the next realm? At that time, who in this huge City of Sin would be your match?” Saint Qing Ming said in a low voice.

The origin auspicious energy? Increase one’s apt.i.tude by a hundred times?

Hearing this, Fan Tianjue’s eyes lit up.

He picked up the treasure map on the chessboard and looked at it carefully, but he couldn’t see any clues.

That was because there was only half of the treasure map.

“Why me? There are tens of thousands of people in the Dari Demonic Sect, and G.o.d knows how many of them are stronger than me. Why do you have to give up what’s near and seek what’s far?” Fan Tianjue frowned.

In response, Saint Qing Ming sighed.

“Although the Dari Demonic Sect is strong, the compet.i.tion is too fierce and cruel. If I expose the information about the treasure map, I will definitely die without a burial place. In the entire Jiuzhou, you are the only one I can trust. That Origin Great Array has been around for thousands of years. I’m sure it has condensed a lot of the origin auspicious energy. To prevent any accidents, we can find a few more people whose cultivation must at least be at the perfection of the Origin Return realm.”

Upon hearing this, Fan Tianjue stared at the other party for a long time before he finally nodded thoughtfully.

“If what you said is true, then this matter does indeed have some room for handling. The leaders of the Seven Kills Alliance and the Villain Valley are all at the perfection of the Origin Return realm. We can invite them to join us. There’s no way they’ll reject a heaven-defying divine item like the origin auspicious energy. At that time, perhaps I can get rid of them once and for all…”

His eyes flickered with an ominous glint.

Seeing this, the corner of Saint Qing Ming’s mouth lifted into a smile as if he had already guessed Fan Tianjue’s plan.

“If that’s the case, then let’s make preparations. When Sunset Battlefield opens, I’ll come and find you.”

After he said that, Saint Qing Ming left the other half of the treasure map behind, then left on the spiritual boat.

Whoosh!

As soon as he left, a disciple of the Netherworld Devil Sect came to the courtyard with a panicked expression.

“Sect master, the eldest young master was killed by Lin Wudao. Now, the corpse has been sent to the sect…”

What? His son, Fan Wujiu, was dead?

Fan Tianjue was shocked when he heard this.

He immediately rushed to the Netherworld Hall as fast as he could.