TRYMBPIETM 114: Revival of All Things (35)

The situation with the first great shaman of Linxi Village was extremely unique.

The vast majority of corpses that retain self-awareness and can move freely are evil entities, things that everyone in the Cultivation world would avoid at all costs.

But the great shaman of Linxi Village was not like this.

Perhaps because she was endowed with great merit, or perhaps due to her special bloodline, she was no different from an ordinary shaman from start to finish. If she hadn’t actively informed the authorities that she was not human, having already entered her coffin hundreds of years ago, no one would have suspected her true nature.

Shen Wenxu said, “This matter is only recorded in the Xuanxu Sect’s archives.”

From his master’s memories, he learned that it wasn’t that the authorities were being tight-lipped about it, but rather, thirty years ago, when the shocking Nanyao case occurred, the official records were stolen and damaged.

And the culprit behind the Nanyao case was Qu Feng, with his collaborator in attracting the attention of the authorities being his master, Qing Zhi.

Chi Qingzhou faintly sensed a subtle aura. After thinking for a moment, he interrupted Shen Wenxu.

“Do they have other goals? If it was just to steal the archives, Qing Zhi alone would have been enough.”

Shen Wenxu narrowed his eyes and smiled. “You’re really clever, Zhouzhou! Yes, their main target wasn’t the archives, but a monk who accidentally discovered the existence of the Wan Ying Temple.”

Chi Qingzhou’s mind immediately connected the dots, almost instantly thinking of Master Ji’e from the Paranormal Control Bureau.

“Does this monk have a special connection to Master Ji’e or his senior brother?”

Shen Wenxu clapped like a small seal, his eyes gleaming.

“Zhouzhou is brilliant! Yes, this monk’s name was Ji Fei, he was their senior brother and the former abbot of the Damingguang Temple.”

Why did the Nanyao case cause such an uproar in the Cultivation world?

While Qu Feng’s brutal methods played a part, the main reason was that the monk Ji Fei, who was already at the peak of the cultivation world, was killed by Qu Feng.

Even after his death, this virtuous and enlightened monk didn’t find peace for a long time. Qu Feng manipulated him to commit evil deeds, almost sending him to the hell of endless suffering.

Even though Master Ji’e and his senior brothers later managed to retrieve Ji Fei’s body, their feud with Qu Feng and Qing Zhi was sealed.

But before that, they only knew about Qu Feng on the surface and didn’t know Qing Zhi was behind him, nor did they realize that behind Qing Zhi stood a ghost deity.

Chi Qingzhou nodded, not surprised by Shen Wenxu’s story.

If it weren’t for the grudge against Qu Feng, Master Ji’e’s senior brothers wouldn’t have had a reason to cooperate with him.

Shen Wenxu shrugged. “Back then, the Cultivation world was quite tense. Qu Feng came from a wild background, yet he had the power to kill Ji Fei. If he kept causing chaos, who knows how many would die.”

The entire Cultivation world made countless efforts to stop Qu Feng, with many determined to kill him, accepting their inevitable death.

At that time, Qing Zhi still had a good reputation in the Paranormal Control Bureau. He argued against the majority and personally led a team to capture Qu Feng, but he ended up letting Qu Feng escape, which led to dissatisfaction from many people.

From then on, Qing Zhi went into a period of silence, actually using the opportunity to move the Wan Ying Temple into the shadows.

This time, if it weren’t for the ghost deity behind Qing Zhi wanting to delay time, they wouldn’t have intentionally exposed the Wan Ying Temple to Chi Qingzhou.

Chi Qingzhou fell silent again.

He turned his head and looked at Xing Shuangzhan, who wore a worried expression, his gaze inscrutable.

“Previously, He needed the Wan Ying Temple to create a god, right?”

Perhaps at the beginning, He wasn’t even a god, and might have been just an ordinary wandering ghost.

But after discovering that the Wan Ying Temple could gather incense and faith, His ambition began to swell.

Chi Qingzhou could even guess that the corpses gathered in those Wan Ying Temples were likely refined by the god.

He used this method to forge himself into a god.

Xing Shuangzhan paused for a moment, then chose not to hide the truth. “If the records from Linxi Village are accurate, it’s very likely.”

The smile on Chi Qingzhou’s lips faded. “He now chooses to use what He once valued to stall me because He no longer needs it.”

Xing Shuangzhan sighed. “Yes.”

Chi Qingzhou said, “The descendants who moved to Linxi Village were specially prepared for you, Su-ge, but you’ve never cared about them, so the decision to relocate has nothing to do with you.”

Xing Shuangzhan gazed at him gently. “Yes.”

Chi Qingzhou leaned against his shadow, both pairs of hazy peach blossom eyes devoid of any emotion.

He said, “It’s fine. I originally thought I’d be angry, but now I feel oddly unsurprised.”

After a long silence, Shen Wenxu clapped again. “Zhouzhou is amazing! You must have predicted this, didn’t you?”

Chi Qingzhou didn’t answer, just letting his smile return to his face.

Seeing this, Shen Wenxu didn’t ask further and continued discussing Qing Zhi’s memories.

“Not long after the Nanyao case, problems arose in Linxi Village. The bracelet used to suppress the Absolute Yin Land was taken, and the remaining yin, death, and resentment energies began to resurface.”

There was no need to elaborate. Everyone present already knew that the one who stole the bracelet was Chi Qingzhou’s mother, Fan Tao.

As for the first great shaman, she had already returned to the tomb after guiding her people to settle, falling into eternal slumber.

The relocation was the last thing she did before dissipating into the world.

Shen Wenxu said, “But when I checked my master’s memories, I was surprised to find that Fan Tao leaving Linxi Village was indeed her own choice, but stealing the bracelet was instigated by someone else.”

Undoubtedly, this “someone else” was referring to his master, Qing Zhi.

In other words, long before Chi Xiaoyuan introduced Qing Zhi to his parents, the Chi family had already met Qing Zhi more than once.

From the earliest time when Fan Tao fled with the bracelet, to Fan Tao and Chi Jianming choosing to settle in Hexing City, and then later when Chi Jianming decided to venture into real estate…

Most of the decisions made by the Chi family had a close connection to Qing Zhi.

Shen Wenxu muttered, “When I saw those memories, I even had the illusion that my master seemed to have been paying attention to you since before your birth.”

But this, of course, was impossible.

When Chi Qingzhou was ten, it was the first time Qing Zhi met him, and the strange and twisted joy he felt wasn’t faked.

Chi Qingzhou supported his cheek with one hand. “This only means that Qing Zhi really doesn’t understand my situation, but the one he follows might have had plans for me from the beginning.”

The shadow shifted its posture, the crimson pupils gleaming with intense desire, nearly overflowing.

Such a thing must smell very sweet, right?

Shen Wenxu sighed deeply, impressed by Chi Qingzhou’s ambition to use the ghost deity for an all-you-can-eat feast.

Seeing Chi Qingzhou’s longing, he too was a little tempted.

Xing Shuangzhan glanced over, speechless.

This Shen Wenxu, suddenly attacking his master, should have restored his memory. Is his mind truly fine now?

His mental state was clearly off.

Shen Wenxu shot a displeased glance at Xing Shuangzhan, covered in blood, and muttered, “What’s wrong with my mental state? I’m fine! Aren’t I, Qingzhou?”

Chi Qingzhou and his shadow both looked over, scanning Shen Wenxu up and down before nodding.

“Yeah, looks pretty normal.”

Just like them.

Xing Shuangzhan: “…”

Helpless, he rubbed his temples and, ignoring Chi Qingzhou’s cold stare, approached to coax him into resting.

…

Shen Wenxu stayed at Chi Qingzhou’s house until the afternoon, when he was finally called away by the Paranormal Control Bureau after something went wrong.

As soon as he left, Xing Shuangzhan half-coaxed, half-persuaded Chi Qingzhou to take an afternoon nap in his bedroom.

The deep sleep calmed Chi Qingzhou’s tense emotions, and half an hour later, his shadow returned to his side.

Xing Shuangzhan gently smoothed the furrow in Chi Qingzhou’s brow and decided to refine some yin energy to help stabilize his emotions.

Chi Qingzhou slept a bit longer this time. By the time he woke up, it was already past five in the afternoon.

He had taken the day off from work. Guan Xihua handled his business in the team while worrying about his health. Just after he woke up, Guan called to check in, only relaxing once assured.

After hanging up, he went out to buy ingredients for dinner, and it was almost seven when he returned.

Chi Qingzhou turned on the TV, listening to the news while cooking with Xing Shuangzhan.

On the program, the male and female hosts alternated reporting important news.

The elegant female voice spoke clearly: “Today, abnormal climate phenomena have appeared across the country. The spring flowers in northern provinces are blooming again, while temperatures in southern provinces have dropped significantly, returning to early spring levels. Experts have determined that the cause of these abnormal weather patterns is climate change …”

Chi Qingzhou’s hand holding the knife paused.

Xing Shuangzhan also looked up.

The female host on the TV continued her calm report: “Meteorologists are further studying the situation. In response, the government has initiated emergency plans and will introduce corresponding policies. Citizens are urged not to panic.”

“Don’t panic.”

Chi Qingzhou repeated the words, suddenly laughing in mockery.

“I thought it was just Hexing City, but it turns out the impact is much larger.”

The climate change had affected a vast area.

The most impacted and important sector was agriculture.

Many crops would lose their suitable growing environment due to the sudden shift in climate. If this continued, food production might decrease this year.

Furthermore, as mentioned in the news, other industries would undoubtedly be affected as well.

If only Hexing City had been hit by the disaster, emergency plans could have maintained the local population’s needs and kept society relatively stable.

But now, the entire Country was affected.

Chi Qingzhou’s gaze turned cold: “Such a grand scale, such heavy karma. What exactly does it want to do?”

It had once used the Wan Ying Temples to refine itself into a god, and now it was causing such a nationwide disaster.

Was this ghost deity planning to harvest faith amidst the disaster?