Chapter 111: Last Words and Testament
Shen Luo’s gaze fell on the ordinary-looking circular jade pendant. After a brief inspection, a look of disbelief suddenly lit up in his eyes.
“Senior Ancestor, could this be the ‘Pure Yang Scripture’?” Shen Luo asked in surprise.
The old Daoist nodded his head, his hands consecutively forming mysterious magic spells, continuously imprinting them onto the jade pendant in Shen Luo’s palm.
Following a flash of white light from the jade pendant, a light curtain emerged, projecting large and continuously changing text. The content of the projected text was the verses of the ‘Pure Yang Scripture’ technique.
Right when Shen Luo was about to clearly read the text, the white light on the jade pendant suddenly flashed and abruptly shrank back. The changing text disappeared instantly.
“Shen Luo, there is one last thing you need to do to inherit the scripture.” The Senior Ancestor said solemnly.
“Senior Ancestor, please elaborate.” Shen Luo took a deep breath and replied.
“I need you to take a venomous oath using your Daoist heart and in the name of the Three Purities. Regardless of whether it’s for yourself or for finding others, you must ensure the continuation of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion. And, you must absolutely never teach the techniques and spells contained in the ‘Pure Yang Scripture’ to anyone outside the Little Straw Mountain lineage.” The thin old Daoist looked at Shen Luo, a hint of barely-detectable murderous intent appearing in his eyes.
Shen Luo shuddered slightly, deducing from the situation that if he didn’t agree, this Senior Ancestor would probably rather kill him and destroy the scripture than let it be passed on outside.