nashuaworldcup Chapter 486 Tracing the Roots
Chapter 486 Tracing the Roots
"you guess."
"Heh." Gongsun Lian put away her smile. She knew that it was impossible to turn Bai Lan into a demon cultivator. If a righteous cultivator fell into the devil's way, his cultivation would definitely be reduced to a certain extent. She would never do such a self-destructive thing.
She was obviously doing evil things behind the scenes, but she insisted on taking the title of the leader of the righteous path. Could it be that she had a habit of saying one thing in front of others and another behind their backs? What a cunning woman.
"This spear is called Broken Soul. It was given to me by an unknown kind-hearted person. It looks like an ordinary magic weapon, but it has a lot of hidden secrets inside. It's like a living thing that feeds on blood. Every time it absorbs a certain amount of blood, it will increase the strength of the spear." Bai Lan gripped the spear in his hand, his expression a little colder: "If it were just this, it would be fine. If it can't absorb blood for a long time, this spear will..."
"Oh? How mysterious can a magic weapon be? Can it also turn around and kill its master?" Gongsun Lian frowned when she saw Bai Lan's serious attitude.
Bai Lan raised his eyebrows and immediately let go of his hand, allowing the Soul-Breaking Spear to break free from his restraints.
The spear sensed that Bai Lan had loosened the shackles, and it shook for a moment as if in surprise, and suddenly made a buzzing sound like the roar of a wild beast. The blood-red lines on the spear body suddenly lit up, and as the demonic energy surged, it turned the tip of the spear and attacked Bai Lan's forehead.
Bai Lan was naturally prepared for this and wrapped the protective spiritual energy of her Jindan cultivation around her body. No matter how frantically the spear attacked the shield, it could not get any closer to her and she could only struggle in vain.
"Look, it really is thinking about killing its master every day, and I'm not exaggerating." Bai Lan looked at Gongsun Lian with a smile, but saw that Gongsun Lian's face was pale and she took a few steps back.
Ever since she discovered that the Soul-Breaking Spear had self-awareness, Bai Lan rarely used it and sealed it away. She always disliked things that were beyond her control, such as the Soul-Breaking Spear that was no longer obedient.
This spear was originally Long Aotian's weapon. Long Aotian held this spear all the way from the Qi training stage to the God transformation stage. The system description only said that the spear in Long Aotian's hand became stronger and stronger, and it was a magic weapon that could be upgraded, but it did not explain its origin.
Gongsun Lian took a deep breath and said, "I don't know why, but the moment this spear broke free from its restraints, I felt a little frightened... Hurry, hurry and take it back..."
This feeling is like the awe that comes from the bottom of an ordinary monster's bones when it sees a monster with the blood of a divine beast, the kind of suppression based on the bloodline...Bai Lan glanced at Gongsun Lian thoughtfully and continued to speak.
"Yes, the Soul-Breaking Spear can be twice as effective with half the effort when dealing with evil demons and monsters, precisely because it has a restraining effect on monsters. Logically speaking, this demon-slaying weapon should have been made by some righteous great man, but if it was made by a righteous cultivator, it would definitely not be so weird and live by sucking blood." After Bai Lan finished speaking, he raised his hand and clamped the Soul-Breaking Spear that was constantly attacking him in front of him. He squeezed it hard, and the powerful force made the spear emit an unwilling and mournful cry, and then fell silent again.
"Wait...you suddenly told me all this, could it be that you want me to investigate this matter for you in the Demonic Path and find out where this spear came from?" Gongsun Lian reacted quickly. Bai Lan was not a person who liked to tell stories. He had told so many stories at this moment, so there must be something fishy.
In just a few words, didn't this woman forget to find something for her to do?
"Lian'er is really smart." Bai Lan nodded with a smile: "I guess this spear is probably from the devil's way. Go check and see if there have ever been any powerful cultivators, demon beasts, or even divine beasts in the devil's way who have absorbed qi and blood to increase their strength."
The "script" in the system's hands only records matters related to Xue'er and Long Aotian, and the content is limited to: who owns this thing, what it is used for, and where to get it.
As for mysterious objects like the Void Stone and the Soul-Breaking Spear, the system has no idea of their origins. If you want to trace them back to their source, you need to find them yourself. It seems that it would be more reassuring to leave matters of the magic path to Gongsun Lian.
Long Aotian didn't seem to care about the origin of the Soul-Breaking Spear, nor did he bother to study why the spear needed to absorb blood to enhance its strength. His mind was full of fighting, cool, getting stronger, cool! But Bai Lan couldn't help but care.
Turning the spear in his hand, Bai Lan raised his hand and drew a few forbidden symbols to seal the spear again, put it into the gun case, and then looked at Gongsun Lian: "I originally wanted to leave this spear with you temporarily and let you follow the clues to trace its source, but seeing your expression just now, I'd better forget it."
It would be safer for her to keep the gun herself, in case she goes crazy one day and accidentally kills Gongsun Lian. It would be a small matter, but it would be a waste of time for her to reload the game and get it back.
"You'd better keep this unfortunate thing yourself. I can't afford it. If any magic weapon dares to appear in my hand and do something like what it just did to kill its master, I will definitely find a way to melt it completely, so that I don't have to live in fear every day." Gongsun Lian glared at the gun box fiercely, causing the originally calm box to vibrate again.
Sure enough, after Bai Lan had used this spear for who knows how many months, the Soul-Breaking Spear could no longer maintain its previous benevolent attitude and began to show its fangs.
Seeing it like this now, Bai Lan became more and more certain that the Soul-Breaking Spear was not an ordinary gun, there must be a living thing inside it.
After Bai Lan issued a heavenly-level sect mission to Gongsun Lian, a Nascent Soul-level spiritual power fluctuation suddenly erupted in the Demon Palace in the distance.
Bai Lan was very familiar with that wave. It was obvious that Qiu Tian had used the second Nascent Soul cultivator's full-strength talisman. The impact of the talisman's explosion not only killed a Jindan guard at a large formation node, but also destroyed a corner of the defensive formation outside the Demon Palace.
Sure enough, the next moment, two figures walking hand in hand were seen from afar. They were Qiu Tian and Bai Ling.
The time has come, Bai Lan and Gongsun Lian looked at each other and nodded.
Gongsun Lian immediately flew after him, and pasted two Swift Wind Talismans on Qiu Tian's body, and then said loudly: "I am the Guard Commander Bai Lian, who are you? You are just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, how dare you trespass into my Demon Palace!"
Gongsun Lian said this in a domineering manner, but her movements showed no intention of chasing after anyone; all she did was just superficial effort.
"Alian, you..." Qiu Tian looked back at Gongsun Lian, then looked at Bai Ling who was about to say something. He raised his hand and a ban was hit on Bai Ling's mouth as she was about to speak, temporarily silencing her.
This action was smooth and flowing, as if it had been planned for a long time, making people suspect that Qiu had wanted to do this a long time ago. Bai Ling looked at Qiu in disbelief, blinking wildly, but found that Qiu's eyes were no longer glued to her as before, and he just grabbed her collar and ran towards a certain direction.