Chapter 1380: Chapter 1339 Kappa
“You, huh, still haven’t spent enough ti with . You’ll get used to it slowly. I’ve got a lot of secrets, and similar situations will only beco more frequent in the future.”
“Co on, lift up your butt. You’re sitting on my clothes.”
Xiu Niang begrudgingly shifted her body, and Lu Chuan gave her a light smack.
“As for what I need to do, I can’t disclose it for now. You just need to know that if I don’t do it, I might not even be able to keep this little life of mine. Be a good girl, sleep tight, and wait for to return.”
“Oh, and rember to change the bedsheets—they’re already soaking wet.”
“If you’re going to leave, then leave already! Stop nagging, it’s annoying!”
Xiu Niang’s cheeks flushed red as she swung a pillow at Lu Chuan, but he had already anticipated her reaction and darted away.
“Bastard… running ragged without even a hint of tenderness.”
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anwhile, after leaving the room, Lu Chuan mulled things over and still believed that releasing the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint within the Liang Palace was not viable.
Although this physical vessel could only withstand the power of the Foundation Establishnt Realm at most, and any power exceeding that limit would lead to its obliteration, during that ti, it would still be sufficient for the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint to raze the entire Suzumiya family to the ground.
After contemplating repeatedly, Lu Chuan decided it was best to release the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint in the outskirts.
With this resolution, he wasted no ti and streaked through the sky as a flowing light. In under thirty minutes, he arrived at a remote and deserted location in the countryside and retrieved the paper effigy vessel he had prepared in advance. With the aid of the Tower Spirit, he guided the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint’s Divine Sense into the vessel.
Before his very eyes, the paper effigy’s vessel began to swell and gain fullness rapidly. After a brief adjustnt, the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
“Is this… the taste of freedom?”
“Senior, I’ve fulfilled my promise to you. This vessel can only last for twenty-four hours before automatically disintegrating when the ti cos, and your Divine Sense will return to the Demon Suppression Pagoda. As for actions prohibited by the Pagoda, please refrain.”
“With the limited power of the Foundation Establishnt Realm, even if I wanted to attempt sothing, it’s unlikely to succeed.”
“If I may ask, Senior, what do you intend to do? As long as it doesn’t violate the Tower Spirit’s limits, I might be able to assist you.”
“It won’t be necessary.”
The Nine Spirits Primordial Saint clasped his hands behind his back and walked straight to a bench, where he reclined and let out a deep breath.
“Spending just one quiet day lying here, savoring this hard-earned freedom, is already more than enough.”
The Nine Spirits Primordial Saint’s response surprised Lu Chuan.
Yet, upon further reflection, if he had been suppressed in the dark confines of the Demon Suppression Pagoda with no daylight, and finally had the chance to leave—even if only for a brief twenty-four hours—he would likely spend the entire ti savoring freedom and tranquility as well.
With that thought, Lu Chuan chose not to disturb the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint and rose to leave.
“Lu Chuan, do you truly trust him?”
The Tower Spirit asked in confusion, “If he were to harden his resolve, forcibly sever this thread of Divine Sense, and destroy his main body’s life force within the Pagoda, he could survive as a re residual soul and once again wreak havoc upon the world.”
“If he genuinely possesses such determination, I’d almost admire him. Moreover, if he really took such asures, his cultivation at the Foundation Establishnt Realm wouldn’t be enough to cause harm in the short term, and I could suppress him again before then.”
“Besides, I choose to trust him. I believe he won’t disappoint .”
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anwhile, by the Lingying River.
Since rumors began circulating, few dared to approach this area. Once a famously renowned landmark, it had suddenly beco desolate, with almost no one willing to step foot here.
However, there were still a few who refused to believe the rumors and insisted on gambling their lives to ascertain the truth.
Miyamoto Yuta was one such individual.
Looking at the pale-pink petals floating on the river’s surface, it seed entirely devoid of danger.
“I told you—this whole kappa nonsense is nothing more than hearsay.”
Miyamoto Yuta scoffed and squatted by the riverbank to scoop up so water and splash his face.
“Bunch of cowards, rambling on about nonsense without even knowing what they saw. Where’s the kappa? There’s nothing here at all! ”
“Well, it works out for —no one’s around to disturb , so I’ll enjoy all this beauty by myself!”
The Lingying River flowed from the mountains, passing through a cherry blossom forest. Countless falling blossoms floated on the river’s surface, creating a pale-pink tapestry that lent the river its na. It was a globally famous attraction—even beyond the Island Country—and unquestionably a stunningly beautiful sight.
“Let take so photos and show them later. I’ll prove there’s absolutely no kappa!”
With this thought, Miyamoto Yuta’s eyes lit up, and he quickly set up his cara before plunging into the river with a splash. He waded to the center, flashing a radiant smile.
Little did he know, danger was stealthily approaching.
A shadow surged up from beneath the water, concealed beneath the cherry blossom petals, making it impossible for Miyamoto Yuta to notice the imminent peril behind him.
Until a ghastly, ink-green hand suddenly clasped Miyamoto Yuta’s shoulder, forcefully dragging him down into the water. In the instant the cara’s tid shutter went off, a crystal-clear photograph was saved.
As for the boy, he had already been pulled into the depths of the river by that claw and never resurfaced.
Two days later, as the Liang family’s patrol passed near Lingying River, they finally noticed a cara set up nearby. At first, they assud it belonged to a tourist who had snuck in and forgotten to take it away.
But when one of them walked forward to check the cara’s records, an imdiate sense of dread overwheld them!
“Quick… quickly take the cara to Miss Suzumiya Setsuna!”
Thus, this cara, along with the damning evidence it contained, was promptly delivered to Lu Chuan and Suzumiya Setsuna.
Staring at the photo of the ink-green hand, its webbed fingers extending unnaturally, it clearly transcended human realms and bore an undeniable resemblance to the rumored demons.
“Is… this photo real?”
“It’s already been inspected, and there’s no sign of fabrication. Additionally, the tistamp shows that the photo was taken two days ago. During these past two days, the Miyamoto family has indeed reported the mysterious disappearance of their young master—and the boy shown in the photo is none other than Miyamoto Yuta, the Miyamoto family’s young master.”
Hearing this, Lu Chuan furrowed his brows deeply and sighed.
“So it’s true?”
“Although I don’t want to believe it, there’s no doubt about it—this is the evidence we’ve been searching for. Those lunatics from the Yin Ghost Sect have actually managed to summon the legendary demonic monster!
But… how did they pull it off?”
“We’ll only find out when we see it for ourselves. Setsuna, I plan to visit Lingying River. There’s a chance I could capture that thing and uncover its true nature.”
“Lu Chuan, isn’t that too reckless? After all, you don’t even know how powerful this kappa might be.”
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