Chapter 565

"Qiusheng died a tragic death, my heart turned to ashes, so I severed both my own arms and confined myself within this Shengsi Sect."

"How could you have seen Qiusheng?"

The matter of personally killing his own son that day remained vivid in Di Yi Xiehuang's mind even to this day.

Clearly he had already killed his own flesh and blood, cut clean in two with a single blade.

How could they possibly still have seen Di Yi Qiusheng?

"It seems there's something fishy going on here."

Only now did Dugu Qiubai and the others notice the problem within.

Di Yi Xiehuang had not lied—those two severed arms were clear proof.

Wushuang City's Di Yi Qiusheng was clearly also alive and real; Di Er Meng had no reason to misrecognize him.

Yet the strangeness within it all was something none of them could fathom.

"Di Yi Xiehuang, since Di Yi Qiusheng may not be dead, would you be willing to regrow both arms and seek out your son?"

Dugu Qiubai's first thought was to use this opportunity to recruit Di Yi Xiehuang.

"Severed arms cannot possibly regrow…"

Di Yi Xiehuang's face turned deathly pale; hearing that his son had died twice, he truly wished to leave the mountain and seek the truth.

But with both arms severed, his strength was at most half of what it once was.

With such bizarre circumstances, relying on only half his strength, he feared it would be very difficult to investigate clearly.

"I once heard the Grand Dragon Head mention that Great Ming's Yunzhou Shaolin has a Gao Seng named Luo Mo."

"This man's internal cultivation can regenerate what is lost and mend what is missing."

"As long as Xiehuang is willing to join the Qinglong Society, we will certainly find this unique internal cultivation for you."

Dugu Qiubai offered a tempting condition.

"Oh? Such a peculiar internal cultivation truly exists?"

Di Yi Xiehuang was instantly intrigued and immediately nodded,

"If you can make me regrow both arms and uncover the truth of my son's tragic death, I will join the Qinglong Society."

"It's just that this demonic corruption of mine…"

The Demonic Blade's power was overwhelmingly domineering, but once cultivated, it made one extremely prone to falling into demonic corruption.

After falling into demonic corruption, one would no longer recognize even their own kin.

Only after Di Yi Xiehuang severed both his arms could he suppress the demonic nature.

If his arms regrew and the demonic nature returned, he feared it would bring no small calamity.

"That's simple too! Set your mind at ease—the Grand Dragon Head can resolve this for you."

Dugu Qiubai once again pushed this matter onto Ximen Wudi.

"Exactly! The Grand Dragon Head's learning reaches the heavens and mankind; my comprehension of Sword Twenty-Three was all thanks to his guidance."

Dugu Jian chimed in.

"That's right! Uncle Xiehuang, although I have never seen the Qinglong Society's Grand Dragon Head,"

"under his invisible guidance, I actually joined hands with Miss Ming Yue to comprehend the sword dao of 'Mount Qingcheng's Love.'"

Di Er Meng said.

Seeing Nie Feng heard this and could not help but purse his lips.

The Grand Dragon Head had clearly instructed that he was to marry Miss Ming Yue, and only then could he comprehend "Mount Qingcheng's Love."

But just as he thought of this, his heart suddenly tightened.

Everything under heaven seemed to be within the Grand Dragon Head's expectations.

His own mission had been bizarre to begin with.

How could one possibly fall in love at first sight with someone just met, and thereby comprehend "Mount Qingcheng's Love"?

Could it be that the Grand Dragon Head knew of his blood of madness, and calculated that Di Er Meng would appear?

That after driving him mad, he would pressure Di Er Meng and Miss Ming Yue, allowing them to comprehend "Mount Qingcheng's Love"?

Right!

It must be exactly like this!

At this moment, under Seeing Nie Feng's wild imagination, Ximen Wudi had already become like an immortal, capable of calculating everything!.

"Good!"

At this moment, Di Yi Xiehuang also developed a strong interest in Ximen Wudi.

Sword Twenty-Three, Mount Qingcheng's Love—these could be called the supreme sword dao of the present age.

Compared to the Demonic Blade, they were in no way inferior.

Since the Grand Dragon Head could enable people to comprehend such sword dao, mending the flaws of the Demonic Blade should not be difficult either.

"Then why has this September Hall Master Ding come here to follow Senior Xiehuang and learn the Demonic Blade?"

Fu Hongxue, who had remained silent all this while, could not help but speak up at this point.

Right!

Since Ximen Wudi's calculations left nothing unaccounted for, able to deduce everything,

why would he let the Qinglong Society's September Hall Master Ding Peng come follow Di Yi Xiehuang to cultivate the Demonic Blade?

Ding Peng, upon hearing this, also found it somewhat strange.

"Is Senior Di Yi Xiehuang inside?"

Just at this moment, a voice came from outside the cave, interrupting the group's conversation.

"Scram!"

Elder Leng let out a cold shout and refused outright.

Then the sound of fighting came from outside.

Not long after, Elder Leng was hurled heavily from outside the cave into its interior.

The next moment, a group of Ghost Luo Sha, clustered around a band of people, walked into the cave.

"Ghost Luo Sha? Godless Palace? What is your relationship with Jue Wushen?"

Dugu Qiubai asked coldly.

Last time, outside the War God Hall, Jue Wushen had made a dazzling entrance with the Ghost Luo Sha.

But Li Taibai had struck him down on the spot, setting the record for the fastest descent onto the Heavenly Dao Golden List.

Now that the Ghost Luo Sha had reappeared, these people were clearly connected to Jue Wushen.

"I am Jue Xin! That dead old ghost is my father!"

The leader, gripping a strange weapon, directly revealed his identity.

"Which one of you is the Evil Emperor? Step forward! Though I have just returned from You Dongying."

"What an arrogant brat!"

Dugu Qiubai's face changed; with a casual flick, evil Qi took shape.

It formed into a sharp sword and thrust toward Jue Xin.

Jue Xin neither dodged nor flinched, raising that strange weapon to block before him.

As the sword arrived, a bizarre monster suddenly flashed out from atop the strange weapon.

It opened its great maw and, in one bite, swallowed whole the sword condensed from that evil Qi.

Then it immediately dissipated atop the weapon.

"This is… the Great Evil King?"

Dugu Qiubai had heard Ximen Wudi's description; after a moment's thought, he recognized the strange weapon before him at a glance.

"You do have a good eye, to recognize the Great Evil King?"

Jue Xin was somewhat surprised; he had not obtained this Great Evil King long ago.

He had not expected the man before him to recognize it as well.

"Then how many tribulations have you comprehended?"

Dugu Qiubai had heard Ximen Wudi mention it.

The Great Evil King is the foremost of Yunzhou's hundred weapons, and also the most evil and strange divine weapon.

This divine weapon contains the Evil King's Ten Tribulations.