Chapter 407: The Supreme and Infinite Origin Immortal Art! (1/2)
Chapter 407: The Supreme and Infinite Origin Immortal Art1!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”This is Qilin hide!”
The scent of incense inundated the air of the spirit vein mountain. In the center of a hall, the Demonic Emperor Old Man looked at the black hide on the table and gave an assessment that not even Wang Chong expected.
”Qilin hide? Let me see!”
The moment the Demonic Emperor Old Man spoke, a curious and tender little hand shot out from the side of the table, aiming for the black hide.
”Don't!”
”Careful!”
……
The faces of Wang Chong and the Demonic Emperor Old Man flickered, but they were too late to do anything. The little lady of the Wang Clan had always been one to act on impulse, and always without the slightest warning.
Roooaaar!
The energy in the hall suddenly changed as the scene Wang Chong had experienced earlier replayed itself: at almost the same moment that Wang Xiaoyao grabbed the hide, the resounding roar of a beast, brimming with cruelty and bloodthirst, suddenly exploded within the hall.
An invisible and ruthless energy swept through the hall like a fierce gale, also sweeping up the three people inside.
Plop!
The hide dropped the ground as Wang Xiaoyao loosened her grip. Her face was pale from fright.
”I already told you not to lightly touch it.”
Wang Chong bitterly smiled. His little sister had always had such a rash nature. This hide was quite evil. Just by sitting on the side, he and his master had felt a psychological attack. One could imagine what sort of blow his sister had received by directly touching it.
”Little rascal, if you continue to be so impulsive and disobedient, don't blame your master for being rude in the future.”
The Demonic Emperor Old Man glanced at the Wang Clan's little lady, a solemn expression on his face.
Wang Xiaoyao acted more disciplined this time, not even daring to speak.
Although she had a rebellious nature that not even Wang Chong could handle, she was extremely afraid of the Demonic Emperor Old Man. And this time, the psychological blow from the Qilin hide had truly given her a beating, and she still hadn't recovered, so she didn't dare to say a word.
”Master, the Qilin is a beast of auspicious omens, so why is this hide so evil? And besides, do things like Qilins really exist in this world?” Wang Chong asked.
Dragons, Qilins, and their ilk were all legends. In this life or the last, Wang Chong had never seen one, but he had seen all sorts of birds, beasts, bugs, and fish.
Crocodiles, lions, tigers, elephants, orangutans… Wang Chong was sure that the roar from that hide was none of these beasts.
It didn't even sound like a sound an ordinary beast could make.
”Hehe, Chong-er. Just because we can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Since we warriors can obtain the strength of myths through cultivation, why would it be strange for something like a Qilin to appear? When I was young, I once saw an Earth Python. Its tail was on one end of the mountain while its head was at the other.
”Though rare, these mystical creatures do exist.”
The Demonic Emperor Old Man fiddled his beard and smiled as he gave this astonishing statement. But after thinking about it, Wang Chong found that he couldn't argue.
It was true. Since warriors could surpass mortals to become sage-like existences, why would it be strange if something like a Qilin existed?
And besides, weren't those foreign invaders that were going to descend on the Central Plains in the future even more strange?
”…I've never seen a Qilin, but you've read the Book of Songs2. You should know that the records of antiquity in the ancient books speak of the Qilin. If there's black in the world, there's also white, and where there's good, there's evil. If there are Qilins who represent auspicious signs, there are naturally Qilins who represent the evil and dark.” (The Book of Songs, also known as the Classic of Poetry or Shijing, is a collection of Chinese poetry that is touted as one of the 'Five Classics' said to be compiled by Confucius. Reading and memorizing these classics formed a key part of the curriculum for any person who aspired to be an official in ancient China.)
The Demonic Emperor Old Man spoke very calmly.
Wang Chong had nothing to say. Wang Chong knew that the ancient books had records of Qilins. During the Spring and Autumn period, there was a saying that when a sage appeared, a Qilin would follow.
And these records had even found their way into the history books.
But such records were far too unreliable, and Wang Chong had always treated them as myths. Until he encountered this hide.
”But I don't actually care if this is Qilin hide or not. What I care about is this!”