Chapter 448: The Hidden Mastermind

The little Monkey is a code name.

Since the Fighting Holy Monkey lineage was cursed, all its offspring have perished in the womb.

The only one whose life was successfully preserved was a little Monkey transferred into the ancestral treasure, the Five-Colored Stone.

He is the hope of the entire clan.

The sense of crisis in the Holy Monkey clan grows ever more urgent; after all, the old wanderer is dying, and if this clan's pillar falls,

the Holy Monkey clan will likely collapse completely and never rise again.

This is the final dance.

"There is hope."

The old wanderer sighs inwardly, utterly uncertain, yet must comfort the clan.

The Holy Monkey clan has battled heaven and earth, living proudly; never before have they known such decadence, but under Heaven's Mandate they must bow their heads.

"Lord, let us go."

The old wanderer leads Lin Chuan deeper into the Ancestral Land.

The other members of the Holy Monkey clan are all curious: the old ancestor tried so many methods, and in the end actually brought back a Human?

A matter that even Demon Tribe great powers could not resolve…

Could the Human race handle it?

They are puzzled inside, yet dare not question the old ancestor's decision face‑to‑face.

Soon Lin Chuan and the old wanderer arrive at the deep part of the Ancestral Land, where a strange stone lies.

Five divine lights intertwine.

Red as cinnabar fire, burning with endless heat; orange like sunset clouds, bearing a flash of brilliance; yellow as the scorching sun, dazzlingly bright; green like jade, teeming with vitality; blue like the deep sea, unfathomably mysterious.

The five hues interweave and flow, as if containing the most primal forces of heaven and earth.

Lin Chuan feels a slight stir in his heart.

At a glance he can tell this is an extraordinary treasure, its full power still untapped.

If truly awakened, it would likely not be inferior to the Dragon‑Origin Yin‑Yang Pearl.

However, this treasure does not suit him, and he has no intention of pursuing such ideas.

His gaze concentrates, piercing the divine light.

Lin Chuan sees the scene inside the Five-Colored Stone: within, a little Monkey whose golden fur shines like sunlight, each hair seemingly meticulously carved, supple and lustrous.

"Indeed."

The moment he sees the little Monkey, Lin Chuan's hypothesis is confirmed.

That Monkey is the disciple he gathered in the Fo Zi Jing Shi dream‑reincarnation; he was able to emerge from that life's dream cycle, and the Monkey's contribution was indispensable.

Karmic destiny intertwined, causing them to meet again in this life that was never meant to intersect.

"Lord Lin, is there a way to break it?"

The old wanderer asks.

"Yes."

Lin Chuan nods again.

He can feel that the Monkey's life force, sealed within the Five-Colored Stone, has not waned; its tiny body harbors immense energy, as if awaiting the moment it bursts forth from the stone.

"Give me some time, and I will deduce the curse here."

Lin Chuan is confident he can break the curse.

He goes to a tranquil spot and enters a dream‑cultivation space.

【You entered the dream‑cultivation space carrying a trace of mysterious misfortune, and you wish to deduce a way to dispel it.】

【Year One: Using the Way of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams you attempt to trace Karma, but find it vague, obscured by a mysterious giant hand, leaving you nowhere to search.】

【Year Two: Following the Path of the Nether Reincarnation, you begin multi‑faceted deductions from the fate line; this time you gain some perception.】

【Year Three: You grasp a strand of the curse's origin.】

【The curse's source stems from a Demon, a mysterious great Demon.】

【You seek more information, but are again blocked by an unseen force; the great Demon lurking behind the scenes is evidently adept at the ways of Karma and destiny.】

【You begin to gamble with it.】

【Year Seven: You capture a second strand of the curse's origin.】

【In the end he is merely rootless floating weed, unable to match your relentless deductions; you already have a decision in mind.】

【You exit the dream‑cultivation space.】

Returning to the real world, only seven days have passed.

Lin Chuan finds the old wanderer again and asks:

"Old wanderer, has your clan ever offended any major forces among the Demons, or some reclusive ancient great Demons?"

"No," the old wanderer shakes his head, "the Holy Monkey clan has not clashed with other great Demon factions for a long time."

"Then has your Five-Colored Stone ever been exposed?" Lin Chuan asks again.

"It has, indeed."

The old wanderer says, "I have invited many Demon great powers to devise a cure for the curse; they have all seen the Five-Colored Stone, but only after my clan had already been infected by the curse."

"Before the curse infection, no great Demon had truly seen the Five-Colored Stone."

"That is precisely why I cannot comprehend it."

With nowhere to investigate and no starting point, even though he possesses great strength, he does not know where to apply it.

Lin Chuan, thoughtful, says, "I have deduced some faint clues."

Having spoken, he materializes that strand of the curse's origin.

"This is the aura of the mastermind behind the murder; are you familiar with it?"

"This... this this this..."

The Old Wanderer's complexion changed completely, his body staggered, "Is this the source of the curse?"

Lin Chuan frowned, "It seems you have seen it?"

"Hmm."

The Old Wanderer said, "It's too similar. I sensed a comparable aura on a mysterious great demon before; perhaps it's him!"

The Old Wanderer dared not be certain.

Is it that the mysterious great demon who calls himself Yang set a trap to harm the Holy Monkey Clan, or is Lin Chuan trying to sow discord, using this chance to make the Holy Monkey Clan resent 'Yang'?

"I know what you're hesitating about."

Lin Chuan smiled faintly, "But I don't mind; whatever ties you have with the mastermind, or whatever deal, you may keep it unsaid."

"As long as the transaction between us can be completed, that's enough."

He cares not for outsiders' love and hatred.

Before the grand picture, all is fleeting.

The Old Wanderer fell silent.

Lin Chuan said, "Now I will help you cut off the source of the curse; the rest, whether to speak or not, is your own choice."

When his words ended, Lin Chuan arrived before the Five-colored Stone.

Beside him, another Lin Chuan appeared, clad in a blue robe, radiating immortal aura.

"Another duplicate?"

The Old Wanderer's pupils narrowed; from the Yang Demon he learned that Lin Chuan had cultivated the supreme Daoist method One Breath Unifies the Three Purities, yet in battle he only saw a single law-body.

He did not expect that here Lin Chuan also employed a second law-body.

The power of this law-body seemed even more profound.

In his gaze, Lin Chuan reached out to touch the Five-colored Stone; the curse's power surged instantly, colliding and contending with Lin Chuan amid the vast heavenly mechanisms.

"The true form dares not come? What is this petty trick?"

Lin Chuan snorted coldly.

On the third principal body, aura surged, the Mediating Creation method attached, reversing the curse's power directly, even pursuing along Karma.

A muffled hum sounded across the Heavenly Dome; the mysterious great demon was shaken by the Mediating Creation, voluntarily severed the link, and fled.

The curse on the Holy Monkey lineage dissipated.

At that moment, the Old Wanderer's complexion turned a steely blue with anger.

Just now, he also sensed the aura of the curse's source.

"It's him! It really is him!"

The Old Wanderer, grief and fury, roared to the heavens, "Yang Demon! Cursing my Holy Monkey lineage, scheming to harm the races, you shall not die a good death!"