Chapter 2549: Serious Accident

Otherwise, after the ancient Immortal-Demon War, when the world was full of wounds, how could the First Shore immortals have relied on it to search for lives in desperate need of rescue amidst the chaotic ruins?

He Lingchuan did indeed discover several dozen conscious life forms.

Hm, a dozen or so.

But none were the consciousness of Lord Yin; rather, they were the little tenants lodging in this warehouse — cockroaches, ladybugs, termites.

Based on differences in the strength and quality of consciousness, the "Yang Pass Way" can distinguish human and demon consciousness from other creatures, but the problem is that Lord Yin's nascent consciousness is also far too weak to be completely separated from other tiny organisms.

He Lingchuan could only check them one by one.

Until he had scanned the shelves of this room clean, He Lingchuan still had not found the consciousness body he was looking for.

At this moment, the "Yang Pass Way" displayed a red dot rushing straight at him at high speed.

He Lingchuan immediately stowed the treasure mirror.

A giant… eyeball soon appeared at the end of the shelves.

The Soul-Capturing Mirror blurted out: "Demon Eye!"

The Demon Eye is an ancient great demon, its whole body covered in signature giant eyeballs, numbering several hundred. After it died, the largest main eye was taken by Miao Zhantian and refined into the famous "Eye of Truth," bound together with a divine authority; the other lesser eyeballs scattered across the lands in the long river of time, and even Pánlóng City obtained one over a hundred years ago.

The Heavenly Demons and the Heavenly Palace hold even more, so it is not surprising.

This one before him had likewise been refined into a magic artifact; it looked like an oval large mirror with an eyeball suspended in the center, rotating up, down, left, and right — that bearing could truly be described as "shifty-eyed."

The Blood Demon zipped into He Lingchuan's back with a hiss, not daring to meet its gaze.

It was also worried for He Lingchuan: "Your disguise won't be exposed, will it?"

"No." He Lingchuan was calm and composed. "Trust in True Person Qianhuan."

He was disguised as Steward Wang, using a mirage horn from True Person Qianhuan's True Immortal period, capable of truly passing off the fake as real — even Miao Zhantian's Eye of Truth might not penetrate it, let alone a mere little Demon Eye.

Sure enough, that Demon Eye flew close, shot out a red light that scanned him from head to toe, showed no reaction at all, merely withdrew the beam, brushed past him, and continued on its patrol.

It seems this thing was arranged by the Spirit Accumulation Palace to patrol the storage warehouse, guarding against accidents.

Although Lord Yin's body was cut into countless fragments, the Spirit Accumulation Palace still wasn't entirely at ease.

Then, He Lingchuan switched to another warehouse.

Steward Wang originally had the duty of inspecting the storage warehouses; no matter when he came to check, the gate guards, no matter how tired or sleepy, dared not show any displeasure.

As a result, when he turned his head to look, he actually saw straight through the next five adjacent rooms —

Over a hundred little red dots.

The "Yang Pass Way's" ability to be free from obstacle interference is quite powerful. The reason it didn't let him see more and farther was because it judged that He Lingchuan needed to thoroughly investigate these red dots first.

Very intelligent; to this day He Lingchuan hasn't figured out all its uses.

Hm, there are one or two red dots moving extremely fast — likely Demon Eyes again.

Who knows how many Demon Eyes have been planted in the Million Mountains minor world.

Just like that, he inspected twenty warehouses in a row.

"My goodness, this really is finding a needle in a haystack." The mirror clicked its tongue. "No wonder the Heavenly Demons crave the 'Yang Pass Way' so much — odds of one in ten thousand are just too hard to find."

If the probability of Lord Yin's new consciousness being born were high, the Heavenly Demons might be easier to deal with; routine has routine methods, anyone who has done management knows that. Only this kind that pops up sporadically, unexpectedly rearing its head, is the most infuriating.

One wonders if the Fate Divine Authority finally woke up — when He Lingchuan was scanning the twenty-first large building from outside, the "Yang Pass Way's" mirror surface finally lit up with a faint trace of red!

This meant that this warehouse contained what they were looking for!

Although there was none within the mirror's range, the direction it was in would always flash on the mirror surface, prompting He Lingchuan.

He didn't enter yet, only asking: "Who is in charge of this storage warehouse?"

Ling Jinbao went to ask Steward Wang, then replied: "Steward Liu's."

There are a dozen or so stewards in the Million Mountains; this is the No. 3 storage warehouse under Steward Liu's charge.

He Lingchuan thought for a moment, took out Lord Boshan's skin, turned invisible, and entered.

He had previously used the "Yang Pass Way" to scout the Demon Eye's movements inside the warehouse, and easily avoided its patrol route — True Person Qianhuan's mirage horn could fool the Demon Eye, but Lord Boshan's skin might not, so he still had to act cautiously.

Passing by a dozen rows like this, he finally found that faint red glow on the highest shelf!

This speck of light was barely thicker than a silkworm thread, buried in a vast ocean of jars, not conspicuous in the slightest. Besides, the warehouse lighting was dim; anyone who could spot it would have to be a god among men.

The first to discover it was the Soul-Capturing Mirror. No minute difference escapes its dharma eye!

It immediately shouted:

"Found it, found it — the small single jar in the middle of the top row!"

This is a tiny jar of three liang capacity, only able to hold the smallest sea panche. He Lingchuan hadn't expected it either — after looking at so many large and medium wine vats, Lord Yin's newborn consciousness was actually hidden in such an inconspicuous little jar.

This also proves from the side that the Heavenly Demons' strategy of dividing Lord Yin was correct. Because the emergence of the new consciousness is completely random, but as long as it doesn't come into contact with other fragments, it can't stir up any trouble.

The isolation strategy has always been effective.

He Lingchuan's gaze naturally fell on the few large wine vats at the very bottom of the shelf.

These vats should contain the largest fragments of Lord Yin, right?

He Lingchuan rubbed his eyes. Overuse of his eyes, a bit sore and swollen.

But since he finally found it, then…

…

Lotus Valley.

Hu Xin received the message and once again stood at the mountain gate, looking at Steward Wang bowing so low his waist nearly touched the ground:

"What did you say?"

"An accident occurred at the No. 3 storage warehouse on Jishan — the sea panche in the large wine vats melted, melted together, and ate a gate guard! Steward Liu has already rushed over." Steward Wang's face was bitter enough to drip water. "Regulations require reporting, so I… I came to find you."

"Has it been captured?"

"N-not yet." Just then a few demon puppet masters passed by; Hu Xin waved his hand, signaling Steward Wang to stop talking.

After these people walked far away, Hu Xin said: "Continue."

It's really unlucky, he had just taken over from Chief Supervisor Deng less than three hours, and then something happened at Baiwan Mountain.

Managing the sea disk carts in the warehouse is his duty.

"The four jars in Warehouse No. 3 were shattered all over the floor, the sea disk cart fused into one piece, the first guard who rushed over was actually swallowed by it, and then it slipped out through the window. Manager Liu and I sent our subordinates and laborers out to search everywhere, but for now, for now we still haven't found it."

"How big are the jars?"

"The, the largest size."

(End of Chapter)