Chapter 98: Strange Demons in the Ancient Temple

Su Yuanshan did not show any reaction, appearing completely indifferent.

Sima Wuhen, however, felt a bit embarrassed by the yellow-clad young girl's gaze; he hesitated for a moment, sighed, and said to Su Yuanshan.

"Fellow Daoist, look... how about we go in and take a look?"

Hearing Sima Wuhen say this, the young girl's eyes lit up, and she looked at them imploringly.

The group only then remembered that it was Su Yuanshan who had pointed out the existence of the strange, eerie plants on the disciples of the Return to Origin Sect earlier, wasn't it?

Lv Qingshan's heart stirred, thinking that perhaps he really could be relied upon; after all, this dark-faced man's background was extremely mysterious.

Thinking of this, Lv Qingshan hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have any good strategies? Being trapped here like this isn't a solution, right?"

Seeing Lv Qingshan actually take the initiative to ask Su Yuanshan, the gazes of the others also couldn't help but fall upon Su Yuanshan.

They seemed to want to see how he would choose, whether he truly had ability or was just bluffing and spouting nonsense.

Even the middle-aged scholar from the Opening Origin Academy felt that it was worth a gamble; he felt that he was finding it increasingly difficult to gauge the depth of Su Yuanshan.

Seeing the gazes of the crowd focused on these three rogue cultivators, especially Sima Wuhen and Su Yuanshan, the suspicion the monks from the Five Yang Temple held toward Su Yuanshan began to waver.

The old monk was seen chanting a Buddhist name before saying to Su Yuanshan.

"Benefactor, this poor monk has always been puzzled as to how you knew earlier that the Return to Origin Sect disciple had been parasitized by a strange flower! Since you do not wish to tell the truth, this poor monk will not ask further, but I wish to say now that we are all in the same boat and must work together."

In truth, he was thinking that the temple was currently extremely dangerous and no one had any good solutions, so they could only treat a dead horse as a living one and pin their hopes on this mysterious dark-faced man.

In fact, how could Su Yuanshan not know what they were thinking?

Although his ultimate goal was not consistent with theirs, for now, the objective remained the same: to pass through this Zhoutian Si.

His greatest reliance now was the Purple Star Astrology; compared to everyone else who was blind to the situation, it was naturally most reliable for him to take the lead.

In fact, even if these people hadn't asked him, he had long intended to enter this Zhoutian Si.

Thinking of this, Su Yuanshan finally spoke, saying to Sima Wuhen.

"Fine, let's go in and take a look!"

He then reached out and summoned a small yellow bell, held it in his hand, and strode into the gate of Zhoutian Si.

Seeing the small bell in Su Yuanshan's hand, Lv Qingshan's eyes lit up, and even Xie Lingyu, the middle-aged scholar, and the old monk from the Five Yang Temple couldn't help but have their eyes brighten.

Although they didn't know the name of the object, they could tell it was an extraordinary magical treasure.

In fact, their guess was correct; this item was Su Yuanshan's newly acquired magical treasure, the Yellow Path Purple Gold Bell, which could channel the righteous sounds of heaven and earth to dispel the power of demons and evil, and was even more powerful when activated on an auspicious day or hour.

Although Huang Yang still held a skeptical attitude toward Su Yuanshan, feeling that he was just grandstanding.

But the thoughts of the Yaoguang Sword Sect Master, Xie Lingyu, seemed to differ from hers.

Seeing Su Yuanshan, Sima Wuhen, and the purple-clad young girl step through the temple gate and enter Zhoutian Si, Xie Lingyu hesitated for a moment before saying to Tian Ruoyun and Huang Yang.

"Let's go, we should enter too!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Yang was stunned for a moment and said.

"Senior Sister, this isn't appropriate! It's so dangerous inside, we should wait..."

However, unexpectedly, as soon as his voice fell, Lv Qingshan led Cai Lian into Zhoutian Si, and immediately after, the monks from the Five Yang Temple followed as well.

"These guys, do they lose their sense of direction just because someone takes the lead? They don't even think about how Palace Master Ciyan died! Sigh, forget it, forget it, I'll risk my life to accompany the gentleman!"

Huang Yang flicked his sleeves and helplessly entered the temple as well; the middle-aged scholar from the Opening Origin Academy also followed after hesitating for a while.

Now, only the young girls from Yunu Gong remained outside, looking at each other, not knowing where to go.

Holding the Yellow Path Gold Bell, Su Yuanshan felt the deathly stillness as soon as he entered Zhoutian Si, a sense of gloom and terror.

The entire temple seemed to be surrounded by wild grass and vines; compared to Su Yuanshan's ease, Sima Wuhen appeared quite cautious and seemed somewhat nervous, while the purple-clad young girl appeared much more relaxed.

Without turning his head, Su Yuanshan suddenly asked.

"Have you two been here before?"

He was naturally asking the purple-clad young girl, but the girl did not answer him, merely glancing at him coldly.

Sima Wuhen was somewhat confused and couldn't help but ask.

"Fellow Daoist, why do you ask? How could this young lady and I have been here before?"

However, the corner of Su Yuanshan's mouth curled up, and without turning back, he said faintly.

"You'll have to ask yourselves; what are you panicking for!"

Because Su Yuanshan had just avoided a trap, and out of testing them, he had not told the purple-clad young girl and Sima Wuhen.

But strangely, the girl and Sima Wuhen had also avoided it as if nothing had happened; although it could be a coincidence, it could also be for other reasons, which was why Su Yuanshan asked this.

Seeing that they were unwilling to answer, Su Yuanshan did not dwell on it, but quickened his pace and continued walking forward.

Soon, he saw a huge rectangular incense burner; perhaps because of its age and exposure to the elements, the burner appeared somewhat rusty, and even the incense ash inside had turned into black soil, mixed with some withered branches and fallen leaves.

The three of them walked in front, while the monks from the Five Yang Temple, Xie Lingyu, Lv Qingshan, and the others followed behind them.

Soon, Su Yuanshan discovered a person lying not far from the incense burner; he walked over to take a look and recognized this person as the Palace Master of Yunu Gong, that old woman who was not very well-liked.

At this moment, her face was already blue and purple, and even somewhat swollen, clearly having been poisoned by something.

Sima Wuhen had sharp eyes and seemed to notice something; he pointed to the area beneath the old woman and said to Su Yuanshan.

"Fellow Daoist, look quickly, there seems to be a vine beneath her!"

However, Su Yuanshan said without even looking.

"That is no vine; that is a branch of Danchang Cao!"

"A branch of Danchang Cao?" Sima Wuhen was shocked upon hearing this.

"Are you saying that someone used this branch of Danchang Cao to kill Palace Master Yan Ci? Then the force of that throw was truly astonishing to be able to pierce through a person's back!"

However, Su Yuanshan's attention was not on the Yunu Gong Palace Master, and he said faintly.

"Who knows if it was thrown by someone? But..."

Sima Wuhen was stunned upon hearing this and asked suspiciously.

"But what?"

Su Yuanshan suddenly narrowed his eyes and issued a warning to the crowd.

"Everyone be careful, they are about to come over!"

Come over? What is coming over?

Sima Wuhen looked baffled; not only Sima Wuhen, but Cailian, Tian Ruoyun, Lv Qingshan, Xie Lingyu, and even those monks from the Five Suns Temple all looked confused and had no idea what was going on.

However, the middle-aged scholar from the Open Origin Academy and those disciples had their expressions change drastically, each looking tense as they successively brought out their magical treasures.