242: Chapter 241 The Purple-Gold Key

Inside the main hall of the Flowing Fire Sect.

Shen Guhong sat upright on a sandalwood chair in the center of the main hall, dressed in a vermilion brocade robe, with faint spiritual power fluctuations swirling around him, exuding an imposing air without anger.

Below the steps, Wang Cheng stood with his head bowed.

After a moment of silence, Shen Guhong spoke slowly, "Wang Cheng, how long have you been my Disciple?"

Wang Cheng quickly bowed, his tone respectful, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent, "Reporting to Revered Master, it has been over a year."

Hearing this, Shen Guhong nodded slightly, then fell into silence.

After a long while, Shen Guhong finally spoke slowly, "Are you a member of the Blood Demon Sect?"

Upon hearing these words, Wang Cheng quickly took out a black token from his bosom, held it with both hands, stepped forward rapidly, and bowed to present it before Shen Guhong.

Shen Guhong raised his hand to take the token, a smile appearing on his face.

"Your Young Lord was killed by the Human Race, and I am also deeply pained!"

"In the future, I will definitely avenge your Young Lord!" After saying this, Shen Guhong sighed.

"Thank you, Revered Master!" Wang Cheng cupped his hands.

Shen Guhong waved his hand and said, "Do you know why I summoned you today?"

Wang Cheng said with his head lowered, "This Disciple does not know!"

Shen Guhong glanced at Wang Cheng, then said, "I am a member of the Yao Race. I summoned you today to ask if you are willing to join my Yao Race and conspire with me to achieve great things?"

Far away in the Heavenly Sword Sect, Qin Changsheng heard Shen Guhong's words clearly.

He was not surprised that Shen Guhong was a member of the Yao Race.

After all, last year, when Shen Guhong placed a curse on Hu Nan, he had already guessed that Shen Guhong was a member of the Yao Race.

Moreover, his status within the Yao Race was not low at all.

Qin Changsheng did not hesitate at all and agreed to let Wang Cheng join the Yao Race.

After all, Wang Cheng was his External Incarnation.

With Wang Cheng as an undercover agent, he could also understand some of the Yao Race's actions.

He could also make some deployments.

Wang Cheng stepped forward and said, "This Disciple is willing to join the Yao Race; I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Seeing him answer so readily, a flash of approval crossed Shen Guhong's eyes. He then raised his hand to take out a crimson Medicinal Pill from his bosom, which was wreathed in faint demonic power fluctuations and exuded a fragrant scent.

He handed the Medicinal Pill to Wang Cheng and said with a smile, "Good! Good! This pill is called the Demon Spirit Pill. Once you consume it, you can completely integrate into the Yao Race and truly become a member of our Yao Race."

Without the slightest hesitation in his eyes, Wang Cheng quickly stepped forward, received the Medicinal Pill with both hands, tilted his head back, and swallowed it.

The Medicinal Pill melted upon entering his throat, and a manic force instantly spread through his entire body.

Watching his unhesitating actions, a gratified smile appeared on Shen Guhong's face, and he immediately burst into laughter.

"Do you know what the effect of this Medicinal Pill is?" Shen Guhong asked.

Wang Cheng quickly bowed and said, "Reporting to Revered Master, this Disciple does not know!"

"But this Disciple is single-mindedly devoted to joining the Yao Race. Being favored by Revered Master, I am willing to go through fire and water."

His tone was open and honest, without the slightest hesitation, as if this unknown Medicinal Pill was just a common threshold for joining the Yao Race.

Hearing this, Shen Guhong chuckled, his smile carrying a hint of deeper meaning, "This pill is named the Demon Spirit Pill, and it is a secret medicine of our Yao Race."

"Under normal circumstances, this Medicinal Pill has no side effects!"

"If you betray the Yao Race in the future, this pill will immediately take effect, causing your heart meridians to rupture, Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, leaving you with no chance of survival."

Far away in the small courtyard of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Qin Changsheng did not take Shen Guhong's words to heart.

This Wang Cheng was merely Qin Changsheng's External Incarnation.

The Yao Race's secret medicine in Shen Guhong's mouth, even if powerful, could not harm his main body in the slightest.

Even if this Incarnation really died due to the Medicinal Pill taking effect, he only needed to spend one Spirit Stone to summon it back. Such restrictions were merely a formality to him and not worth mentioning.

"Revered Master, please rest assured, this Disciple will never betray the Yao Race!" Wang Cheng quickly declared his loyalty.

Seeing Wang Cheng's respectful and earnest appearance, an expression of approval appeared in Shen Guhong's eyes.

"Good, I believe you. You have just joined the Yao Race, so I naturally will not treat you unfairly. Tell me, what treasure do you want?"

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes, "Reporting to Revered Master, this Disciple has recently been Cultivating thunder techniques, but is troubled by the lack of a suitable Cultivation Technique to support it, resulting in slow progress. I implore Revered Master to bestow a thunder-type Spell!"

Hearing this, Shen Guhong frowned slightly, completely unable to understand why Wang Cheng liked thunder techniques.

However, Shen Guhong did not suspect anything.

After all, Wang Cheng had just consumed his Yao Race's secret medicine.

He was loyal to their Yao Race.

Shen Guhong did not ask further. He raised his hand, took out a glistening white Jade Slip from his sleeve, handed it to Wang Cheng, and said, "This is the Medium Grade Xuan-level Spell 'Falling Thunder Spell'. It has decent power and is suitable for thunder technique Cultivation. Take it and study it diligently; do not be slack."

"Thank you, Revered Master!" Wang Cheng quickly put away the Jade Slip.

Far away in the small courtyard of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a flash of joy crossed Qin Changsheng's eyes.

He had just obtained the Heavenly Dao Trait: Thunder God.

He had been wanting a thunder-type Cultivation Technique.

Unexpectedly, before he had even taken action, the Flowing Fire Sect Sect Head had actually given him a thunder-type Cultivation Technique.

With this Medium Grade Xuan-level thunder-type Cultivation Technique, Qin Changsheng's strength would be greatly improved.

Shen Guhong in the main hall stood up, stared at Wang Cheng for a while, and then said, "Wang Cheng, remember this: within ten years, you must not attempt to break through to the Core Formation realm."

Upon hearing these words, Wang Cheng's eyes were filled with confusion.

"Revered Master, why must I wait until after ten years to form a Core?"

Hearing this, Shen Guhong did not answer immediately. He just slowly raised his eyes, his gaze passing over Wang Cheng, and looked towards the Trial Tower outside the main hall that stood deep within the Sect, entirely pitch-black, exuding an ancient and heavy aura.

A complex light flashed in his eyes, containing both anticipation and solemnity.

After a long while, he withdrew his gaze, looked at Wang Cheng again, and slowly said, "Do you know about the Trial Tower deep within the Sect?!"

"This Disciple is naturally aware of it!" Wang Cheng nodded slightly.

Shen Guhong then said, "Hidden within that Trial Tower is a purple-gold key of our Yao Race. I want you to enter the Trial Tower ten years from now and bring that purple-gold key down."

Wang Cheng's confusion grew even deeper, and he quickly cupped his hands again to ask, "Revered Master, what is the purpose of this purple-gold key? Why must this Disciple specifically go to the Trial Tower to retrieve it?"

Qin Changsheng, far away in the small courtyard of the Heavenly Sword Sect, was also very curious.

When the Trial Tower opened back then, Chen Erniu had asked Qin Changsheng to bring that key down.

Now, Shen Guhong was also asking Wang Cheng to bring that key down.

It was evident that the key was far from simple.

Shen Guhong was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "This purple-gold key is not an ordinary treasure; it concerns the rise, fall, and survival of our Yao Race."

"Only with this purple-gold key can we rescue the sealed Demon Empress."

Hearing this, Wang Cheng trembled, his eyes full of shock. He had never expected that this purple-gold key would have such a significant purpose, nor did he expect that Shen Guhong asking him to retrieve the key in ten years was actually to rescue the Demon Empress.

"Revered Master, who is this Demon Empress?" Wang Cheng asked cautiously.

As soon as these words left his mouth, Shen Guhong's expression darkened instantly. His originally deep and gentle gaze suddenly became sharp as a knife. He glared fiercely at Wang Cheng. The chill and majesty in that gaze made Wang Cheng stiffen, and an invisible pressure instantly enveloped him.

"Do not ask what you should not ask! Do your job, and just retrieve the purple-gold key in ten years. As for the rest, it is not your place to intervene, nor is it your place to inquire!" Shen Guhong's voice was very cold.

Wang Cheng quickly reined in all his curiosity, "This Disciple knows his mistake! This Disciple will never dare to ask again!"

Having said this, he obediently stepped aside, still standing with his head bowed, not daring to breathe loudly. There was no longer any curiosity in his eyes, only awe and restraint.

Shen Guhong's gaze just now let him clearly know that the identity of the Demon Empress was an absolute taboo that could not be touched. Asking one more question would likely only provoke Shen Guhong's rage.

Seeing his sensible appearance, Shen Guhong's expression softened slightly. He waved his hand and said, "One month from now, you will accompany Manager Ma Yingjie to Qingfeng County and wipe out the Jiang Family in Qingfeng County!"

"Understood!" Wang Cheng quickly retreated to the side.

Far away in the small courtyard of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Qin Changsheng was filled with astonishment.

He had not expected that the key he had seized from the Trial Tower was actually the key to unsealing the Demon Empress.

Only now did Qin Changsheng understand why Chen Erniu wanted that key.

He just didn't know who this Demon Empress really was.

Or what kind of cultivation she possessed.

Qin Changsheng waved his hand and summoned the Heavenly Dao Trait: Intelligence.

"purple-gold key."

In the next instant, a golden light erupted from the attribute panel.

Clear lines of text information slowly emerged.

[purple-gold key: Special treasure, the key to Seal the Demon Empress, a total of six keys. After collecting all six keys, the Demon Empress's Seal can be opened, and the Demon Empress can be rescued.]

[Holder 1: Qin Changsheng, located at Heavenly Sword Sect]

[Holder 2: Chen Erniu, located at Flowing Fire Sect]

[Holder 3: Shen Guhong, located at Flowing Fire Sect]

[Holder 4: Fairy Qingling, located at Heavenly Sword Sect]

Looking at the information on the light screen, Qin Changsheng instantly thought of the Liuhuo Secret Realm.