I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night-Chapter 1202 - 636: The Legend of Huaizun

The scholar surnamed Zhu stood tall and proud, glanced again at the young girl opposite, and said, "This Huaizun is not an ordinary evil. Do you know why the Commander of Sky Hawk City has never taken action against Huaizun?"

"Oh?"

The girl raised her eyebrows and said, "It seems you’re privy to some inside information?"

"Of course! If Brother Zhu doesn’t know it, could you possibly know?"

The woman opposite expressed dissatisfaction.

"Alright, go on then."

The young girl couldn’t help but chuckle, looking towards the scholar opposite.

The young Martial Artist saw this and felt uncomfortable, his expression rather ugly.

"Do you all know that back in the day, Huaizun came from the vicinity of High Willow City!"

"High Willow City? Is it the High Willow City the Saint Master hails from?"

"That’s right."

The scholar surnamed Zhu nodded and said, "Back then, Huaizun faced our Human Race Saint Master head-on and fought ceaselessly..."

"Pfft!"

The girl promptly covered her mouth, suppressing the amusement in her eyes, and said, "Continue... continue..."

"What do you mean?"

Another woman angrily interjected.

"It’s nothing. This is indeed a secret of the Human Clan, not something the average person can know."

The scholar surnamed Zhu proudly stated, "But it is indeed true, as Huaizun taking root here was agreed upon by the higher-ups of the Human Clan... And his interaction with the Saint Master was verified in High Willow City, with approval from Lord Lu; it’s said the Saint Master owed him a favor."

"Is it the legendary Lord Lu, the guide of the Saint Master?" The young Martial Artist couldn’t help but speak solemnly.

"Indeed, the esteemed one."

The scholar surnamed Zhu said, "Therefore, Huaizun and the Saint Master’s battle is beyond a doubt."

"What about the battle’s details?"

The girl blinked and couldn’t help but ask.

"The battle was fought with heavens and earth darkened, sun and moon obscured, evil retreated, and all directions fell silent... The following day, it was High Willow City’s Temple that used a vast incense to send off the evil outside the city."

The man surnamed Zhu said, "It is said that during that battle, the Saint Master left a knife wound on Huaizun! And that night, the Saint Master lost an arm!"

The young Martial Artist took a deep breath, his face full of shock.

"Lost an arm?" The woman in a silk gown beside couldn’t help but exclaim, "This..."

"With the Saint Master’s skills, reattaching a severed limb is nothing."

The man surnamed Zhu said, "However, in the end, the Saint Master did lose the battle, and a few days later, he personally went out of the city with offerings to apologize to Huaizun; to this day, Huaizun still carries the power of incense bestowed by the Saint Master..."

Coming to this point, the man surnamed Zhu continued, "But later on, as the Saint Master visited repeatedly seeking answers, Huaizun grew weary and relocated to Wood King Ridge."

"..."

The girl’s expression became extremely complex.

She wanted to voice her opposition.

Yet it seemed every piece of the puzzle was correct?

That night, Huaizun indeed received incense from the Saint Master and endured a stab from him.

That night, the Saint Master truly lost an arm and reattached it.

Later the Saint Master indeed left the city to pay tribute to Huaizun.

Subsequently, High Willow City did use an enormous amount of incense to send away the evil from outside the city.

Yet, despite each fact being correct, why does the truth suddenly appear vastly different now?

The girl scratched her head, thinking, "It seems Xiao Nian has a better grasp of this; I just can’t untangle it."

With this thought, her expression suddenly changed, she swiftly stood up, lifted the curtain, and shouted, "Stop!"

Outside the carriage, two young caravan guards had stabbed through a retainer and a servant with knives.

And they looked over with faces full of fierceness.

"Young lady, just succumb to us! Brother is good to you..."