jun, he couldn’t help but step in. Even so, he wouldn’t force Xiao Yu; everything would go according to what Xiao Yu intended.The moment these guards saw how Huang Haitian had lowered himself, they fe...Chapter 3: Succession of the Celestial Master

"Xiao Yu......"

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Wei Jun hired over a dozen villagers from nearby villages to help him search for Xiao Yu in the cornfield.

In the early morning, as Xiao Yu woke up from his unconsciousness, he faintly heard Wei Jun calling out his name and immediately shouted towards the cave entrance: "Brother Jun, I'm here..."

"Brother Jun, I'm here..."

"Over there, it's coming from over there..." There were voices of conversation vaguely reaching them from above.

Hearing the voices not far away above him, Xiao Yu finally felt reassured. After all, who would want to stay in such a dark and damp pit It was only now that Xiao Yu had time to examine this pit properly. Using the leftover sunlight, he could vaguely make out that the pit was about 40 square meters in size with brick and stone walls around it. This is when Xiao Yu noticed the 'table' beneath him which he had inadvertently collapsed.

As he flipped over the table boards, a skeleton was discovered underneath it, startling Xiao Yu greatly.

After careful observation by Xiao Yu, he realized that what he had squashed was not a table but an old and decaying coffin. Recalling the coffin in the tomb where he spent a day lying down, all of his body hair stood on end, and he felt extremely uneasy.

In this tomb, apart from the skeleton and three items in his wooden box, there was nothing left. Xiao Yu looked up at the small hole above him and thought to himself: "This must be what they call a looted tunnel! Yunfeng City in Zhongnan Province truly is an ancient capital of several dynasties; even a random piece of land here contains ancient tombs."

"Xiao Yu, where are you..." Wei Jun's voice echoed from the entrance to the looted tunnel.

"Brother Jun, I'm here!" Hearing the call in the ancient tomb, Xiao Yu quickly answered.

"Xiao Yu Are you inside" At this moment, a head poked out of the hole and shouted into the tomb.

"Yes, Brother Jun, I’m right here. Did you see me" Seeing Wei Jun's head at the tunnel entrance, Xiao Yu waved his hands excitedly in response.

Upon hearing Xiao Yu's shout, a look of surprise appeared on Wei Jun's tired face as he said: "I saw you. Wait for a moment while I find a rope to pull you up!"

Wei Jun, who hadn't slept all night, instantly dispelled his fatigue and quickly called over the nearby villagers he had hired. At this point, Wei Jun's expression was tense; Xiao Yu was someone he asked to help him, and he also knew Xiao Yu’s mother and understood that she relied solely on her son. If anything happened to Xiao Yu, Wei Jun genuinely didn't know how he could explain it to his mother.

The Wei army found someone to pull Xiao Yu out of the pit. Seeing him covered in mud and dirt, with a bandage on his head but still stained with dark red dried blood all over his face and head, the Wei soldiers didn't care about the filth on Xiao Yu's body. They hugged him tightly, their eyes red as they said, "Good brother! Big brother is sorry to you!"

Xiao Yu had lost a lot of blood and hadn't eaten anything all night long, so he was completely drained of energy. When Wei Jiong suddenly hugged him, he saw black spots before his eyes and managed to force out a faint smile as he said, "Jiong哥, find me something to eat. Damn it, I'm starving." After saying this, he fainted.

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Xiao Yu felt like he had entered an enigmatic space that was pitch black. In the center of this space floated a large pen, a book, and a wooden sword, all outlined by countless glowing patterns. Looking at these three items, Xiao Yu froze; weren't they exactly what he had bought from the two moles The three luminescent objects suddenly moved, reflecting off each other as they circled around to form an image of a tall man holding a pen in his right hand and a book in his left, with a sword hanging diagonally across his waist.

Although it was just an outline, the figure seemed lifelike. As Xiao Yu looked at this figure, a name suddenly appeared in his mind: 'Zhong Kui'

Xiao Yu had been reading The Biography of Zhong Kui recently. According to legend, Zhong Kui was known as the Bestower of Blessings and Exterminator of Evil Spirits in Chinese folk tales. He was from Mount Zhongnan near Chang'an during the early Tang Dynasty. Though he looked fierce with a leopard head, ringed eyes, an iron-colored face, and whiskered beard, he was well-versed in literature, music, art, history, medicine, divination, etc., making him a versatile talent who despised evil spirits. In the year 712 AD when Emperor Xuanzong ascended to the throne, Zhong Kui went to Chang'an for the imperial examinations and wrote "Poems on Waiting at Yizhou" that impressed the examiner with its brilliance, earning him first place as a scholar candidate. However, during the palace examination, Chancellor Lu Qi slandered Zhong Kui due to his appearance, causing him to fail in becoming an imperial scholar. Enraged, Zhong Kui smashed his head against the pillar in the palace hall and died, shocking the entire court. The emperor posthumously honored him as a Jinshi laureate. In one of Emperor Xuanzong’s dreams, he saw a little ghost stealing from Yang Guifei's purple sachet and running around the palace with Tang Minghuang's jade flute until a big ghost caught and ate it. This big ghost had an extremely ugly appearance with a tattered hat, blue robe, and official belt on his waist, along with black court shoes; he introduced himself as a failed scholar candidate from Mount Zhongnan who vowed to eliminate all evil spirits in the world for the emperor.

As if sensing Xiao Yu's thoughts, the outlined figure subtly nodded. A voice directly imprinted in Xiao Yu’s mind said, "Yes, just as you were thinking, I am that Zhong Kui."

Xiao Yu was startled: "Holy cow, is this real He actually knows what I’m thinking"

The faint shadow in the air seemed to smile, and its voice echoed directly in his mind: "This is your識海, while I am merely a fragment of my True Spirit hidden within these three artifacts. These artifacts have already recognized you as their master, but they are more powerful than you, so I can read your thoughts. Of course, this only applies to your current thoughts; once you leave the識海, I won't be able to know what you're thinking."

After a brief pause, seemingly giving Xiao Yu time to process its words, it continued: "During the last great calamity between heaven and earth, my tribulation failed, leaving only a fragment of my True Spirit hidden within an artifact. I have been waiting for someone with a karmic connection to inherit my legacy. Several centuries have passed, and this fragment of my True Spirit is about to disperse. Fortunately, I encountered you; may you carry on my mantle and eradicate all the evil demons in this world!!!!!!"

After saying that, the faint shadow shattered and vanished, with a massive amount of information flooding Xiao Yu's mind: music, chess, calligraphy, painting, medical knowledge, divination, cultivation techniques—everything Zhong Kui had learned throughout his lifetime was passed on to Xiao Yu.

Zhong Kui's thousand years of memories were immense; Xiao Yu couldn't withstand the impact and fainted...

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Xiao Yu opened his eyes at the break of dawn on the second day, lying in a regular ward at Yunnan City People's Hospital, staring blankly at the fractured tree shadows on the windowsill.

Everything seemed like another world.

Last night, due to the massive amount of information left by Zhong Kui, Xiao Yu almost had his memories scrambled. Relying on his firm will and several hours of effort, he gradually integrated Zhong Kui's legacy into his own memory...e are still matters in my unit." After saying that, he walked to the roadside and got into a military Humvee. The vehicle roared and drove away towards the distance.Upon getting off the car, Li Shiron...