Chapter 6: Dual Approach (7)
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Lin Nan, “……”
No wonder everyone, including the Masked Man, obediently listened to her history lecture. It turns out the system burns through her luck value every few seconds to keep the storytelling ambiance just right. She better hurry; wasting luck value here is clearly not a wise investment!
As night fell, the folks of the mountain stronghold hurriedly lit torches.
A gentle breeze wafted through, the flames crackled, and the faint scent of pine oil filled the air, making Lin Nan, clad in red, look all the more magnificent and out of place.
Narrating history had its perks; this was quite the thrill.
But… if her storytelling brushed against living individuals, would the system intervene?
Lin Nan decided to test the limits of the system.
“I can’t say the Martial Arts Alliance specially kept me around for any particular reason. The reason I survived back then probably hinged on my role as the Demon Sect’s Saintess, who cataloged history. All the tales of suppressing demons are locked in my noggin.
When the Martial Arts Alliance stormed the Demon Sect’s headquarters, I activated a forbidden spell and summoned four demons from the depths of the main hall.
And guess who was leading the charge? None other than the Martial Arts Alliance Leader, Shi Jinghai.
He witnessed the entire summoning process in awe.
Unfortunately, those four demons had been suppressed for too long and had lost much of their strength, getting swiftly dispatched by Shi Jinghai before anyone else from the Martial World could even catch a glimpse of them.
After that, Shi Jinghai made an exception and spared my life, allowing me to set up this mountain stronghold right atop the site where the Human Emperor was suppressed.”
“Boom! Boom!”
No sooner had Lin Nan finished her tale when a string of thunder erupted in the pitch-black sky.
Lightning struck, illuminating the stunned faces of her audience in a flash.
It goes without saying; what Lin Nan shared was fresh news to everyone.
Especially when they learned that a demoness from the Demon Sect had literally gone under their noses to become the leader of a mountain stronghold and maintained it for several years. They initially thought this was simply an oversight by the Martial Arts Alliance or a strategic move to keep a reminder of their enemy alive.
But Lin Nan’s account painted a different picture; it seemed Shi Jinghai had orchestrated this intentionally. Did he uncover the secret of the Human Emperor’s suppression site, allowing that demoness to establish a stronghold here?
Just when the crowd was reeling from Lin Nan’s shocking revelations, a figure suddenly leaped out from the ranks of the Demon-Subduing Alliance.
He threw his hat down forcefully and stomped on it, then let out a howl that sounded more like a wolf than a human.
Everyone turned, puzzled by this guy’s apparent psychotic episode.
Lin Nan’s face remained stoic, but internally, her heart skipped a beat.
She recognized him—wasn’t he the Lingnan Sword Demon from the tea house bet with her earlier?
Could it be that her fanciful version of demon sect history clashed with his memories, and that’s why he was suddenly here?
She hadn’t imagined that he’d hide among the Demon-Subduing Alliance. Had she spotted the Lingnan Sword Demon earlier, she certainly wouldn’t be engaging in such an impromptu historical retelling about the demon sect’s past.
Oh no, he wasn’t going to expose her, was he?
Despite keeping her cool, Lin Nan couldn’t help but dig her fingers into her palm.
The Lingnan Sword Demon started wailing, completely breaking down into tears.
This left the audience, still oblivious to his identity, utterly baffled. Was this guy out of his mind?
Here they were, engrossed in the Saintess’s account of Shi Jinghai from the Martial Arts Alliance, and this lunatic suddenly pops up crying like a baby. What in the world was going on?
Even the Masked Man was ready to teach this troublemaker a lesson, fingers poised to strike.
But just then, the Lingnan Sword Demon stood upright and, out of the blue, knelt before Lin Nan.
“Oh no, it’s him, the Lingnan Sword Demon!”
“Yup, that’s the one!
I heard this old guy bailed on the Demon Sect ages ago to avoid the massacre. What the heck is he doing here now?”
Under the flickering torchlight, someone finally recognized him.
“Your Holiness, I’m filled with shame! I’m so ashamed!” the Lingnan Sword Demon Feng Yichun cried out repeatedly.
Lin Nan, “……”
“System, what’s this guy’s name?”
【Feng Yichun, former Protector of the Demon Sect. You may set him as unaware of the core secrets of the sect.】
“That’s the best-case scenario.”
【You need to pay 50 luck points to complete this modification.】
“Hold on, I think this guy has already mentally prepared himself. No extra luck points are necessary, right?”
【Ding! It’s been detected that under the influence of your lv7 luck level, he has already accepted the past you unconsciously assigned to him. No additional payment is required.】
Awesome.
With a lv7 luck level, it’s like I wield a magic wand! If I max it out, maybe I could reshape the very fabric of this small world!
Seeing Feng Yichun kneeling there, Lin Nan quickly drew her thoughts back.
“Protector Feng, why so formal? Please, get up, get up!”
Feng Yichun shook his head, “It’s entirely my fault! I didn’t recognize your importance within the sect. If I had known sooner, I would’ve rushed here to help instead of letting you face danger alone!
Moreover, as an outer disciple, I turned my back on the sect, squabbling over positions and blades with fellow disciples, when compared to your resilience and burden. I’m just a useless fool!”
Lin Nan, “……”
Dude, that was a solid stab at yourself.
If only there weren’t so many people watching; I’d give you a round of applause!
“Protector Feng, please stand! You’re not to blame. After all, the Demon Sect has been around for over a century, muddled with various factions. Real disciples capable of exterminating demons are hardly in the double digits.
Sadly, after the conflict with the Martial Arts Alliance, I’m the only one barely hanging on,
with demon energy growing stronger; I can’t hold out much longer.”
From within the crowd, someone blurted out, “Then why did Shi Jinghai put you here? What’s his purpose?”
“Right? Letting the stronghold grow unchecked? There’s got to be something we don’t know going on here.”
With Feng Yichun making a case and the atmosphere growing more dramatic thanks to the dwindling luck values,
hardly anyone doubted Lin Nan’s words.
Some even felt a spark of realization, as if their buried memories mingled, forming a brand new narrative in their minds.
“No wonder Shi Jinghai has been acting vague and elusive lately! It’s been a while since we’ve seen him. Could it be he’s been possessed by some demon?”
