Revelation of the Way of Heaven

Chapter 359 Investigation

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Deep within the Netherworld Mountains lies the highest peak, teeming with high-level demonic beasts both above and below. These beasts battle fiercely, with the strongest being known as the Demon King, who monopolizes a vast territory. There are ten such Demon Kings. Above them all is a Demon Lord, whose true strength remains unknown even to the Demon Kings, and none dare to challenge its majesty.

This is the most dangerous place in the entire Netherworld Mountain Range, known by the Blood Witch Clan as the royal court of the demon race. No human dares to venture here alone, so in addition to being dangerous, this place is also shrouded in mystery for the Blood Witch Clan.

In a place filled with the aura of killing, a woman in a yellow tracksuit slowly walked through the forest, climbing towards the highest peak. It was said to be the dwelling place of the Demon Lord, and even the Demon King dared not approach it easily. If Qin Xiaochuan saw this person, he would immediately recognize her as Cheng Xiaoman, with whom he had crossed paths several times.

"Roar~" A low growl suddenly came from all around Cheng Xiaoman. Several pairs of large green eyes appeared in the dense forest, staring intently at her. Clearly, she had been surrounded by a group of high-level demonic beasts.

Despite being surrounded, Cheng Xiaoman remained calm. She took out a flute and gently played a few notes. As the music spread through the woods, the demonic beasts surrounding her immediately lowered their fierce gazes. The woman then said, "Take me to see the Demon Lord. I have something very important to tell him."

Upon hearing Cheng Xiaoman's words, the monsters in the forest dispersed, leaving only one that walked up to her. It was a tiger-shaped monster called the Cloud Tiger. The Cloud Tiger lowered its body, allowing Cheng Xiaoman to ride on its back, and then quickly carried her up the mountainside.

Yun Yihu led Cheng Xiaoman into a huge cave, where they saw her target, the Demon Lord Qiongqi, on a stone platform.

Qiongqi was entirely black with dark blue patterns interspersed throughout. It lay lazily on the high platform, its pair of icy blue eyes coldly scrutinizing Cheng Xiaoman.

"Your subordinate pays respects to the Demon Lord." Facing Qiongqi, Cheng Xiaoman dared not be negligent and quickly bowed respectfully.

"Are you from the fox clan, from Huaxu Village?" Qiongqi's majestic voice came down from the high platform.

"I am indeed from Huaxu Village, and I am here to report the latest situation in Huaxu Village to the Demon Lord," Cheng Xiaoman said.

"Oh, what happened in Huaxu?" Qiongqi asked.

"Lord Fuyou and Lord Xiangliu have both been found by Lord Lucifer and are now recovering their strength. They will soon be able to carry out the trial plan again. Lord Demon Lord, you will also be able to return to Huaxu soon," Cheng Xiaoman said excitedly.

"That sounds like good news, but I hope you don't mess it up again." The trial plan is crucial for the demon race's return to Huaxu, but Qiongqi's eyes didn't seem to show much change in expression.

"Demon Lord, shouldn't you also take some action?" Cheng Xiaoman asked.

Qiongqi narrowed its eyes and asked, "What action are you referring to?"

"Of course, we should attack Crescent City."

"We've been thinking about breaching Crescent City all along, if it weren't for that damned barrier. That barrier was set up by Nuwa herself, containing the power of heaven and earth; otherwise, why would we be willing to be trapped here?"

A sly glint flashed in Cheng Xiaoman's eyes. "What if that barrier could be broken now?"

"Hmm?" Qiongqi's eyes narrowed as he stared intently at Cheng Xiaoman. "How is that possible? That barrier was set up by Nuwa. Unless the Blood Witch Clan reverses the barrier's fate themselves, there is no way it can be broken."

"This barrier doesn't just trap our demon race, it also traps the Blood Witch race. For thousands of years, they have been bound by the Blood Witch curse. For freedom, we will guide them to reverse the fortune of the Crescent Moon City's barrier. This is the best time to attack them," Cheng Xiaoman said confidently.

"If that's the case, I'll immediately summon the Demon King to attack Crescent Moon City." Qiongqi propped himself up and looked at Cheng Xiaoman coldly, continuing, "If your intelligence is wrong, don't think you can escape punishment in Huaxu Village."

"I think Lord Lucifer will definitely welcome the Demon Lord in Huaxu then," Cheng Xiaoman said with a smile.

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Life in Crescent City is actually very simple. To survive, an ordinary blood witch only needs to hunt monsters regularly and extract their blood to replenish her energy. The flesh of some monsters can also be used as food, the fur of monsters can be used to make clothes and decorations, and the bones can be used as medicine or to refine magical artifacts.

Therefore, after hunting monsters, the Blood Witch would bring them back to a place called Blood Manor in Crescent City. Blood Manor is a place that specializes in extracting and storing the blood of monsters. After the blood is extracted, customers can choose to take the blood away directly and pay one silver coin as a processing fee, or they can choose to sell the blood to Blood Manor and receive a considerable reward. Blood Manor will freeze some of the blood and use the rest to make drinks to sell in bars and shops.

The meat, hides, and bones of the monsters could also be sold to various processing stations. After receiving their payment, the blood witches could squander the money in New Moon City. When they ran out of silver coins, they would once again go hunting in the Netherworld Mountains.

Therefore, in Crescent City, besides blood farms and various processing stations, the most common places were various entertainment venues. Two hundred years ago, life in Crescent City was always so simple and plain, but also somewhat monotonous and boring.

Since modern times, the human world has undergone earth-shattering changes, and entertainment has become more and more diverse. The newly added blood witches could not adapt to the monotonous life in Crescent City. Relying on the skills they learned in the human world, they were constantly transforming the lifestyle in Crescent City. As a result, all kinds of new entertainment methods sprang up in Crescent City like mushrooms after rain, making life in Crescent City more colorful.

Crescent City has now become a paradise. They spend their days laughing and joking in various entertainment venues, living a life of debauchery. However, no matter how colorful their lives are, they cannot fill the emptiness and loneliness in their hearts. Every time they sober up, it is as if they have fallen into an abyss of nothingness. In order to get rid of this emptiness, they can only fall into an even deeper abyss, endlessly, with no way out.

Han Kexin flapped her wings and flew over Crescent City. There were many other blood witches in the air, some of whom were simply drunk and acting crazy, while others were traveling between Crescent City and the Netherworld Mountains to earn money to continue their decadent lifestyle.

She finally landed on Shisong Street near the alley where the crime scene was located. By then, it was already bright daylight, and the shops on the street had all opened. The street was bustling with people. Although it was morning, the pub was already full of people. Some were hungover, and some had come early in the morning to have a glass of scarlet beer to perk themselves up. The neon lights of the arcade had been on all night and were now gradually going out.

Today is the Repentance Day, a day of repentance held every ten days in Crescent City. This special festival has existed since the Blood Witch Clan's inception and is said to have been personally established by the Goddess Nuwa. On this day, the Blood Witches gather at various Nuwa temples to reflect on their recent mistakes to the Goddess Nuwa, and only in this way can they achieve true liberation.

When the previous Blood Witch King was still alive, seeing the gradual decline of the city of Crescent Moon, he decreed that from the evening before the Day of Repentance until the end of the Day of Repentance, everyone was forbidden from drinking alcohol, and all residents should repent before the statue of the Goddess Nuwa. However, only twenty years have passed, and the original decree has long since become a dead letter. The entire Blood Witch Clan has become increasingly divided, with some yearning for the salvation of the Goddess Nuwa, while others continue to fall into depravity in despair.

Han Kexin frowned as she looked at the shops lining the street, recalling the man's often-repeated words—"Protecting is our mission, and also the path to redemption." She just didn't understand; if he saw the Blood Witch Clan as they were now, would he still protect them with the same unwavering dedication as before?

As for that alley, perhaps due to the curse case, it was very deserted. Only a few shops on both sides of the alley were open, but they were almost empty. The shop owners sat bored in their shops, waiting for customers to come in.

This wasn't Han Kexin's first day searching for intelligence. Over the past few days, she had gone door-to-door asking shop owners in the alley, hoping to find some clues. However, the security team had already done this before. That morning, no one heard a sound, so conventional investigative methods were useless. She had to break through from other angles.

The only breakthrough right now is the rumors. The person spreading the rumors must be connected to the murderer. If we can find the person spreading the rumors, we might be able to find clues about the murderer. However, with rumors flying everywhere, finding the person who originally spread the rumors is like looking for a needle in a haystack. The hope is slim, but even if the hope is slim, she will continue to search.

She walked into the tavern closest to the crime scene. The tavern was called Floating Life Tavern. Taverns were the perfect place to spread rumors and gather intelligence.

As soon as she stepped into the tavern, a strong smell of alcohol and blood filled her nostrils. Upon smelling this, she felt something awakening within her—the instinctive craving for fresh blood that was unique to the Blood Witch bloodline. Everyone who entered the tavern couldn't help but first have a glass of scarlet beer to moisten their throat.

Han Kexin was walking down the aisle of the tavern when a drunken patron staggered toward her. Seeing her cold and beautiful face, he instinctively reached out to greet her. But as soon as he got close to Han Kexin and was about to put his hand on her shoulder, a powerful aura emanated from her, instantly filling him with terror. He sobered up considerably in an instant and fled the tavern in a disheveled state.

The tavern's style blends modern bar aesthetics with traditional country tavern features. In the center of the tavern's main hall is a long table over two meters long, around which sit people who have just come for a drink. Around the long table are individual booths, mostly occupied by groups of three or four people. Normally, the booths are usually empty in the morning, but today was an exception. In addition to two booths where hungover patrons were asleep at their tables, there were two other tables where a few young people were drinking and joking around.

Han Kexin picked up a glass of specially made Margarita from the bar and slowly walked into the tavern. She easily found people talking about the rumors. In fact, many people in the tavern were talking about the worst curse case recently.

She glanced at the long table, the gathering place for all the rumors and gossip. Sitting there, you could hear different people chatting about interesting news from different places and worlds. At this moment, the most talked-about topic was naturally the rumors in the city.

However, when she saw the boisterous, drunken guests at the long table, Han Kexin frowned. Just then, she overheard a discussion about the curse case coming from a private room. After a moment's thought, she finally headed towards that room.

Inside the booth sat two men and a woman, all dressed in their twenties or thirties. One of the men, dressed in white, sat on a bench with a woman, while the other man, dressed in yellow, sat on a bench on the other side of the table. The two men were teasing the young woman with the rumors.