Chapter 92
Jiang Ziya instinctively gripped Tonglin tightly and surveyed his surroundings.
As the poisonous qi that had been circulating in his body disappeared, his vision cleared, and the surrounding environment began to enter his two eyes.
Although there was something that looked like medicinal herbs hanging from the ceiling, it was a desolate space with no other decorations or furniture.
"Who are you?"
Someone, who was crouched on the altar and had wrapped his whole body in a thick cloth, was looking at Jiang Ziya with his two eyes shining.
The person of unknown identity, with his eyes shaking anxiously, did not answer Jiang Ziya's question and turned his body sideways, avoiding his gaze.
"Get out."
Although his voice was very hoarse, judging by his young voice and small build, he seemed to be a boy who had not yet reached puberty.
It was a question how such a young boy could be in such a dangerous place.
Moreover, in this room, the energy of the magic that Jiang Ziya had been chasing was clearly being felt.
"Are you here alone?"
"Get... out."
The boy's voice became more hostile.
Jiang Ziya, for a moment, thought that the boy in front of him might be a member of the Non-Duality Gate that he was looking for.
But he had never heard that there was such a young child among Sheng Wang's group.
This was because Daji, who was on the younger side in the Non-Duality Gate, had grown much faster than Jiang Ziya, and he had heard that her younger sisters were no different.
Jiang Ziya was confused. Although he would have to investigate this area a little more, the mansion itself was not very large, and there did not seem to be any other place that could be called a room besides this place.
Moreover, the biggest problem was that the boy who had been crouching was gradually beginning to show hostility.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The cloth that was wrapped around the boy began to move, emitting a bewitching light.
Jiang Ziya, instinctively feeling a threat, turned Tonglin and took a defensive stance.
The cloth that was wrapped around the boy, like a coiled snake gradually raising its head, began to soar upwards, swaying.
Although he hadn't known when it was wrapped around the boy, the cloth boasted a considerable length and width.
As the blue cloth fluttered and its body grew, the boy's gaunt and shabby body was revealed.
The boy, with his skin cracked like a snake's scales and his eyes emitting a blue light, was throwing a warning with just his gaze.
The boy who had turned the Tang Clan upside down.
Tang Yizheng's child, Nezha, was hiding here.
Jiang Ziya could realize that a small but clear amount of magic was flowing from Nezha in front of him.
It was a completely incomprehensible thing.
It was impossible for the people of the Non-Duality Gate, who possessed magic, to be anywhere other than the Hermit's Valley.
But how could such a boy in Sichuan, and in the Sichuan Tang Clan at that, emit magic?
"You... what is your relationship with the Non-Duality Gate?"
"Last... warning... leave!"
Nezha, with tears welling up in his eyes, shouted with a hoarse voice and quickly threw the Heavenly Silk that was wrapped around his body.
The Heavenly Silk, which flew towards Jiang Ziya like a snake aiming for its prey, was emitting a terrifying momentum.
Although there was no murderous intent, it was a movement that showed a will to subdue Jiang Ziya.
Jiang Ziya, who saw the Heavenly Silk approaching, wrapping around him, stood Tonglin up and stretched its end towards the Heavenly Silk.
Six Arts and Three Strategies.
The chapter of the Demonic Strategy.
The Six Arts Hand.
The Six Arts Hand, which was displayed by transforming the Heavenly Demon Hand of the Manifest Demon True Art, was a martial art that did not deviate much from the strong and ever-changing power of the original Heavenly Demon Hand.
As Tonglin emitted a blue light and stretched towards the Heavenly Silk, the Heavenly Silk, instead of wrapping around Jiang Ziya, stretched towards Tonglin and began to wrap around the upper part of Tonglin.
"Ugh!"
As the situation became like a tug-of-war over the Heavenly Silk, the crouching Nezha got up and pulled the Heavenly Silk with all his might.
An enormous force, to the extent that he didn't know how such a monstrous strength could come from that gaunt body, was felt on Jiang Ziya's palm.
If he had not been displaying his divine art, his palm might have been torn, and he might have even lost the Tonglin he was holding to Nezha.
'This is, poison?'
Jiang Ziya, at the pungent and stinging sensation that was felt on his mouth, hurriedly stopped his breathing and gathered his internal qi.
This was because as Nezha displayed the Heavenly Silk, he could feel the poisonous qi that had given him such a hard time before he had entered the mansion.
Jiang Ziya, who had been greatly scolded by the poison once, hurriedly stopped the circulation of the Crouching Frog Art and thoroughly defended against the external poisonous qi with his internal energy.
Sizzle!
A poisonous mist rose between Jiang Ziya's Tonglin, which was surrounded by sword qi, and the Heavenly Silk that was wrapped around Tonglin.
It was a phenomenon of vaporization that had occurred as the qi and the poison were entangled.
The poisonous mist that had soared to the ceiling burned the roof of the building and soared into the sky.
The fact that it not only burned the qi but also made the wooden building decay in an instant meant that it was a great poisonous qi.
Moreover, the fact that a small haze was rising outside the skin that was surrounded by Jiang Ziya's protective qi meant that the room was already full of a poisonous qi of unknown identity.
It was a poison that was so strong that it made him tense even though he thought he was perfectly prepared.
'By any chance... is this why the poisonous things didn't come in here?'
The reason why the poisonous things that filled the forbidden zone had scattered like a swarm of ants as soon as they had entered the mansion.
In this place where poisonous things ate poisonous things, it could be said that it was the instinct of a beast to avoid the territory of the top predator.
The opponent was not just a simple boy.
The poison that filled the mansion and the unbelievable power, even though he was not displaying a martial art.
Moreover, even though he was facing the qi-surrounded Tonglin, it was a mysterious artifact that boasted a strength like steel that could not be cut.
"You are the culprit who killed Dao Weibu!"
All the circumstances that he had seen when he had examined the scene where Wu Guang's explanation and Dao Weibu's body had been, were pointing to the boy in front of him as the culprit.
Perhaps it was a very natural result.
Since he had come here, chasing the traces, and the only person here was the boy in front of him.
But at that moment, Nezha's eyes, who had heard Jiang Ziya's shout, shook greatly.
As if he had received a great shock, as Nezha staggered, the power of the Heavenly Silk that was wrapped around Tonglin also became loose.
"Ki... kill? That person... is he dead?"
Nezha stuttered as if he were confused and asked Jiang Ziya again.
"Since you killed him, you should know well, shouldn't you?"
"N-no... I just... ran away in a hurry..."
Thump!
"Ah, ah!"
Jiang Ziya immediately stepped on his footwork and lifted the Heavenly Silk as if he were fishing a fish with a fishing line.
At that, the Heavenly Silk, which had not moved as if it were caught on a rock, left Nezha's embrace and was pulled into Jiang Ziya.
"Gi... give it back!"
Nezha, as soon as he had lost the Heavenly Silk, was fidgeting as if he were naked and did not know what to do.
Nezha's appearance, without the Heavenly Silk, was shabby.
His clothes were in rags and were half-rotten, and his body, which had been hidden by the Heavenly Silk, was so small and thin that his appearance was pitiful.
"My Heavenly Silk... give it back!"
The appearance of Nezha, who was trembling and rushing at Jiang Ziya, was the movement of a commoner who did not know the 'mu' of martial arts.
Unlike when he had thrown this strange cloth called the Heavenly Silk, his appearance was not threatening at all.
Jiang Ziya could easily subdue the rushing Nezha with the technique of using the opponent's strength to subdue the enemy.
Thump!
Nezha, who had been rushing at Jiang Ziya with all his might, fell to the ground.
Although it seemed that he had received a great shock as much as his great strength, Nezha did not stop and got up again.
"Is this the Heavenly Silk?"
"Give it back!"
Thump!
Although Nezha rushed at him again, he was still helplessly defeated by Jiang Ziya.
Jiang Ziya, while competing with the boy, could realize two things.
The boy's skin had a strong poisonous qi that could be called a deadly poison.
The more the boy got angry, the stronger he became, and it seemed that there was no limit to it.
Secondly, it was too naive and his character was too weak to have committed the murder of a person of the Wudang Sect intentionally.
Since he seemed to have made this forbidden zone of the Tang Clan his home, and considering that he used poison, it was clear that he was a child related to the Tang Clan.
Thump!
Nezha, who was trying to get back the Heavenly Silk without giving up, rolled on the ground again.
But this time, he did not fall easily and almost grabbed the Heavenly Silk that was held in Jiang Ziya's hand.
It was a surprising thing.
Although the technique of using the opponent's strength that Jiang Ziya was displaying had a certain amount of leeway in it, it was something that came from the subtlety of the Six Arts Hand.
No matter how strange a power he had, it was not something that a boy who did not know martial arts could catch up with.
Jiang Ziya realized that the boy was frighteningly adapting to the technique of using the opponent's strength.
Thump!
But how could a move have only one form?
As Jiang Ziya immediately changed his technique and turned his hand, Nezha once again rolled on the ground miserably.
As his lips were burst, drops of blood fell down his chin.
Although he would have given up by now, Nezha's two eyes did not show any sign of his momentum being easily broken.
Nezha's obsession with the Heavenly Silk was frightening.
"What's your name?"
"My... Heavenly Silk."
"The Heavenly Silk is not your name, is it? If you tell me your name, I will return this thing called the Heavenly Silk."
Nezha, as if he were angry at the situation that was not going as he wished, looked back and forth between Jiang Ziya and the Heavenly Silk that was held in his hand, and then soon frowned and twitched his lips.
"Ne... zha."
"Nezha? My name is Jiang Ziya."
Jiang Ziya, as promised, threw the Heavenly Silk to Nezha.
Nezha hurriedly received the Heavenly Silk and hurriedly wrapped his body tightly.
After covering his body with the Heavenly Silk, as if he had regained his stability, Nezha's fierce momentum decreased noticeably.
"Is that such a precious thing?"
"My mother... gave it to me..."
The back of Nezha's hand, who was holding the Heavenly Silk tightly with his small fist as if he would never lose it again, showed a blue vein.
Seeing him cherish it so much, saying that it was his mother's thing, Jiang Ziya, who had wrestled with Nezha over the Heavenly Silk, even felt sorry for Nezha.
"Is this the house you live in?"
"..."
"If you don't answer, I'll take the Heavenly Silk back."
As Jiang Ziya lifted the Tonglin that he had been carrying on his back again and aimed it, Nezha hurriedly stepped back and nodded his head.
"Then did you kill Dao Weibu of Wudang?"
"N-no... I just... kill..."
Nezha could not hide his bewilderment this time either.
Although he was hiding his body with the Heavenly Silk, he was trembling so much that the shaking of the Heavenly Silk could be seen.
It was clear that Nezha did not know that Dao Weibu was dead.
Nezha, as if he were in pain, avoided Jiang Ziya's gaze and stepped back even more.
It seemed that he had received a great shock about the unintentional murder.
Although he could not know exactly what had happened between Dao Weibu and Nezha, he could guess that there had been a quarrel.
And it was clear that Nezha had left the fallen Dao Weibu and had run away and had been hiding here, holding his breath, until now.
Although it was a sorry thing for Nezha, Jiang Ziya had more things to find out from Nezha.
"Alright. Then do you know the Non-Duality Gate?"
(End of Chapter)