Chapter 621: Shock! The Wangchuan Art Academy Is the Mastermind Behind It All!?

Li Ang's words undoubtedly had a profound impact on Zhao Yan.

To him, his senior sister was the softest of soft spots, and the owner of these characters had just claimed a way to reunite with them early—how could he not be tempted?

But the man's origins were unknown, and he certainly wouldn't believe anything just because the man said it.

Besides, if he simply continued waiting according to plan, he would eventually see his senior sister awaken.

Thus, after a moment of silence, the former Great Divine Ability seeker ultimately chose to refuse: "I appreciate your kindness, but I'd rather not trouble you with this matter."

As he spoke, the blood-red figure behind Zhao Yan raised its hands once more.

Since he had rejected the man's proposal, he certainly wouldn't let him walk away unscathed.

As for taking the little girl beside him as a disciple—

Zhao Yan's heart wasn't large enough to entrust his sect's legacy to someone of unknown origin, let alone someone who had come knocking on his door uninvited.

Yet just as the Huantian Blood Body was about to act, new characters appeared before his eyes.

【Under normal circumstances, you won't live to see your senior sister awaken.】

When Zhao Yan read the characters, he immediately frowned: "What do you mean by that?"

【Literal meaning. I can't reveal more. I assume you understand.】

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Another karmic punishment?

Zhao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, momentarily puzzled by the identity of the character's owner.

But if the man was telling the truth, didn't that mean he truly wouldn't see his senior sister again?

Realizing this, the Supreme of the Wangchuan Art Academy's expression flickered between light and shadow.

As he hesitated, the characters changed again.

【You don't have to believe me—it's coming soon, according to the timeline.】

【In the meantime, you might as well teach this little girl some basics of the Divine Ability world.】

【You've waited this long—surely you can spare a little more time?】

Staring at the characters, Zhao Yan fell silent.

After a moment, he dispersed the Huantian Blood Body and rubbed the back of his head with a laugh: "Hahaha, please don't take those earlier actions to heart."

"It's about my senior sister—I can't afford to be careless."

After careful consideration, he decided to take the little girl in and see if the man's words were true—that he truly wouldn't live to see his senior sister awaken.

But this time, the characters offered no reply, as if the entire exchange had been an illusion.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan paid it no mind—he knew the man was almost certainly still watching from the shadows.

Still, such an ability was incredibly convenient. If he had it, he wouldn't have spent years pretending to be an ordinary man in San Chuan Town.

With a tinge of envy, Zhao Yan turned to Bai Xiaoxiao, who stood tense beside him.

He scratched his cheek, then asked awkwardly: "How about I make you a clay figurine?"

It wasn't surprising he acted this way—he'd just been threatening to kill her.

Seeing the girl shake her head, Zhao Yan sighed helplessly: "Fine. Come with me. We need to deal with the trouble you've brought."

He hadn't forgotten that the gang of thugs had already targeted her—if they weren't eliminated, peace would be impossible for some time.

Though eliminating them wouldn't be difficult for his Divine Abilities, it would increase the risk of exposure.

Fortunately, there was another Corpse of Art in San Chuan Town—let that one handle it.

With this thought, Zhao Yan began searching for his kind.

Soon, he found the other in a secluded alley.

But when he saw what the other was doing, his expression turned icy: "Follow closely."

Before Bai Xiaoxiao could react, he moved toward the location.

Soon, the two arrived at the alley.

Yet when Bai Xiaoxiao saw the scene inside, a flicker of revulsion passed through her eyes.

Before her, a creature with an eagle's body and a human face was devouring two children's corpses.

Without doubt, this monster was the Corpse of Art the man had mentioned.

Only now did Bai Xiaoxiao realize not all Corpses of Art had limits like San Yan and Zhao Yan—most were monsters like this one.

Sensing something amiss, the eagle-bodied, human-faced Corpse of Art lifted its head, glancing curiously toward the alley's entrance.

At the same time, a voice devoid of any emotion echoed through the alley.

"It seems you've forgotten my instructions."

Hearing this, the unnamed Corpse of Art stared at the cold-faced youth at the alley's mouth, beads of sweat rolling down his grotesque face as he stammered: "I-I'm Brother Yan!"

"S-Sorry, I forgot—"

"Please spare me! Just this once!"

Before he could finish, a blood-red figure appeared behind him and seized his head.

Feeling the crushing force on his skull, the Corpse of Art's fear surged like wild grass.

As Bai Xiaoxiao stared in shock at the Corpse of Art's internal conflict, Zhao Yan's voice cut into her ears: "Since you'll be staying with me for a while, you might as well learn my rules."

Better to clarify things before cooperation—avoid unpleasantness later.

With this thought, Zhao Yan continued: "I won't take the life force of children, the elderly, or women."

"Even if I'm truly starving, I'll only take the life force of the wicked. I hope you can do the same."

Yet as he spoke, he fell silent.

He had always upheld this code, but over time, his limits had grown lower.

From killing only the most heinous criminals, he now took life force from those whose crimes didn't warrant death—his Ten Thousand Karmas True Blood seemed to be turning him into the very thing he once despised.

But as long as he still retained self-awareness, he would not actively break this set of rules.

Just as Zhao Yan felt a complex mix of emotions over this, the girl beside him spoke up: "But I'm not a Fa Shi."

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Hearing this, the supreme master of the Wangchuan Art Academy instinctively turned his head to look at Bai Xiaoxiao.

Seeing that her demeanor did not seem like deception, he felt a faint sense of confusion.

Not a Fa Shi? Then where did this innate spiritual ability—something only a Fa Shi can awaken—come from?

And why can an ordinary person transform into a Fa Shi?!

At this thought, Zhao Yan instantly realized something was amiss.

Before he could ask, Bai Xiaoxiao volunteered the events that had occurred in Heishan Village.

After hearing the girl's account, Zhao Yan was at a loss for words.

This little girl has suffered terribly.

He did not believe those villagers were innocent; if he had passed by there himself, most of them would have died too.

But if that were the case, it could explain why this little girl had no trace of Fa Shi aura yet still possessed an innate spiritual ability.

At this thought, a string deep within Zhao Yan's heart loosened slightly.

Given this little girl's condition, in the vast majority of Qiufazhe Sects, she would be heavily nurtured.