Chapter 1518 – Taking Down Nie Liang and Yang Tao, Aiming for the World (57)
“Since they’re bound together, why not go to hell together?”
After bumping around for a long time, Nie Yang heard the voices of another group.
“Is the person here?”
“Yes, but should we inspect the goods?”
“Mm.”
After a brief exchange, the sack covering Nie Yang was untied.
Before he could adjust to the sudden sunlight, someone stepped forward and placed something around his neck.
Looking down, he saw it was a talisman used by Daoists to summon spirits.
This talisman was made of jade, uniquely shaped and exquisitely crafted, measuring about two and a half inches in width and length, sparkling like snow.
Even though he couldn’t touch it with his hands, he could feel the faint chilling aura emanating from it.
What was this process?
Furrowing his brow, Nie Yang turned to the other group, his gaze landing on their attire, and his pupils shrank sharply.
Aren’t these the soldiers from the enemy’s camp?
“Is everything in order?”
The person pinching Nie Yang’s face grinned, “Top-quality goods. Relay the message to your master, settle it before sunset.”
“Hmph, we hope you won’t pull any tricks.”
The person chuckled, “As long as this monster is alive, my master won’t be able to rest easy. Our positions align on this.”
Nie Yang had his suspicions, piecing things together, but the System wasn’t so calm.
Its voice was almost desperate, 【Why is it the Fire Yang Talisman?】
Fire Yang Talisman?
Hearing this unfamiliar term, Nie Yang felt curious and asked, 【You mean… the thing hanging around my neck?】
He could tell the System was frightened, and this realization brightened his mood.
He searched through everything he knew but found nothing related to “Fire Yang Talisman.”
【With the Fire Yang Talisman, could there also be the Water Yin Talisman?】
The System scoffed coldly but stayed silent.
Nie Yang asked it, 【There are actually things in this world that you fear?】
The System retorted with a scoff, 【If it were during my heyday, of course, I wouldn’t fear this broken thing. It was almost destroyed entirely until that pathetic thing repaired it again. That couple was generous enough to use even the ten ancient divine artifacts to catch me…】
The Fire Yang and Water Yin Talismans were a pair of complementary divine artifacts, capable of shaking both the yin and yang realms with terrifying power.
Though their master had fallen for many years, their strength was still more than enough to suppress the System’s shards.
In the thick silence, Nie Yang was brought before Jiang Pengji.
“Just as I expected, it’s you.”
The System had mentioned before that the knife in Jiang Pengji’s hands was terrifying, and now seeing her, Nie Yang wasn’t surprised at all.
Jiang Pengji smiled, “You don’t seem surprised at all; your mental fortitude is commendable, but unfortunately, your luck with people is poor.”
Nie Yang asked, “Poor luck with people?”
Jiang Pengji continued, “The thing inside you, it calls itself a System, right? Do you know how black-hearted that thing is? What it brings you is nowhere near as precious as what it steals from you. If it hadn’t interfered behind the scenes, Nie Yang, your future would be much brighter than it is now.”
Had Nie Yang not been pushed into poisoning early, Nie Liang wouldn’t be on the stage, let alone controlling the Nie Clan.
Zixiao had indeed mentioned that the one who led the Nie Clan in his past life was this low-key, cunning little brat.
Nie Yang forced a smile, “I never thought Lord Lan Ting was such a cordial person.”
He was clearly a prisoner, yet the other party spoke without any high-handed or aloof air.
Jiang Pengji pressed her thumb against the knife guard as the long knife slipped slightly from its sheath, its blade gleaming with white light.
“Do you have any final words?”
Nie Yang replied, “What will happen to it?”
“Have you seen my knife? If my knife were a person, that thing would be little more than edible flesh. What happens when people eat meat? That’s its fate,” Jiang Pengji replied. “Besides that, do you have anything else to say?”
Seeing her calm demeanor, Nie Yang felt a little less anxious about facing death.
“I just have one thing I hope Lord Lan Ting will grant,” Nie Yang said, “I believe I’m honest enough before heaven and earth, but I owe one person. After I die, I hope Lord Lan Ting will burn my corpse. Reducing it to ashes might ease that person’s hatred a little.”
Since he couldn’t escape death, he might as well do it cleanly and decisively, explaining his last words clearly.
Jiang Pengji said, “I’ve heard people say that when one is about to die, their words are sincere. Whether what you say is true or not, at least it shows some accountability.”
Nie Yang saw her draw the long knife, his lips turned pale, and cold sweat began to trickle down his forehead.
“And… please, Lord Lan Ting, don’t let that monster escape!”
The moment the words left his mouth, a bright light lit up, and Nie Yang felt a chill around his neck; then everything went black, and he knew nothing more.
As Jiang Pengji saw Nie Yang’s head roll on the ground, his skin undulated and transformed into an unfamiliar face, a hint of disgust flitted through her eyes.
The System… this thing was truly a source of trouble.
To the God-slaying Knife, fresh blood was far less delicious than the System.
Due to the suppression of the talisman, it couldn’t part from Nie Yang’s body; as the God-slaying Knife swept past, the System was forcibly drawn into the blade, its solidified spiritual energy transforming into countless blue lights, devoured clean by the God-slaying Knife like a dragon swallowing.
Jiang Pengji lifted the God-slaying Knife to inspect it, noting that the patterns on the blade had regained some of their form, looking to be about three-fifths complete.
She probed the knife with her spirit, discovering that the white, mist-like substance within had changed from a gaseous state to a solid, flesh-like form.
The tubes connecting the deconstructed spiritual energy of the System and the white substance were now several times thicker than before.
Each time it absorbed, the white substance quivered, emitting faint “popping” sounds, like a beating heart.
Just as this thought crossed her mind, she withdrew her spirit and exclaimed in surprise, “I heard some knives have spirits. Could it be that this one does too?”
Unable to contain her curiosity, Jiang Pengji inquired of the Old Commander, waiting a long while for his reply.
Your Dad: The God-slaying Knife you speak of is the key to the Federation’s crisis; what’s within it isn’t a knife spirit.
Jiang Pengji asked, “Old Commander, could you be a little more specific?”
Your Dad: I signed a confidentiality agreement.
Jiang Pengji retorted, “You’re not even in the Federation, what does a confidentiality agreement matter?”
Your Dad: …
The Federation has a prospective marshal like this, truly a fiasco, leading the way in ignoring confidentiality agreements.
Annoyed by Jiang Pengji’s inquiries, he dodged the questions with a few vague replies and signed off.
Resting her chin on her hand, Jiang Pengji pondered, snorting, is being evasive just going to solve the issue?
Looking at the God-slaying Knife, she murmured, “The God-slaying Knife is indeed capable of suppressing the System, but constantly treating the System as food to devour… it’s all so bizarre… making me feel like an old mother, chasing the System just to find food for my child…”
The God-slaying Knife lay quietly across her lap, completely unresponsive.
Jiang Pengji sighed, “Well, it seems these mysteries will have to wait until I return to find someone to clear them up.”
