Edited by Molly and Chole

  ——Lin Shu would rather the Demon Lord be carried away by Immortal Lord Yuehua.

  At the very least, the answer could be guessed.

  But now there was only the word ‘Extinction’, which was very tricky.

  The secret collection left by the Demon Lord was indeed called 《Extinction》, and there were too many places in it that the word ‘Extinction’ was mentioned, such as Extinction Needle, Extinction Sword, Extinction Void Art…… yet there was no explicit explanation of the word.

  Lin Shu looked at the stone wall and began to speculate about the Demon Lord’s intentions.

  The three knocks of the Extinction Needle proved that he had inherited the secret script “Extinction”.

  And now he was confronted with the word ‘Extinction’, what is it for?

  Lin Shu thought that this should be a test of the disciple’s understanding. After all, as long as the corresponding materials were available, the Extinction Needle could be refined. It did not prove that the disciple who had obtained this secret collection truly understood the unique knowledge of the Demon Lord.

  Lin Shu seemed to have returned to his previous life, guessing the teacher’s intentions of testing the exam paper during his end-of-year examination.

  He said, “I’m not sure.”

  Xiao Shao said, “Since you have finished studying 《Extinction》, you must be able to match it.”

  Lin Shu: “Really.”

  Xiao Shao said, “You have always been very clever in martial arts.”

  Lin Shu: “.……”

  Xiao Shao meant that he seemed to be inept in other aspects, he knew clearly.

  He was thinking about ‘Extinction’, thinking about the meaning of the word itself.

  Extinction literally meant death.

  And this technique created by the Demon Lord was to dissipate all the skills of the opponent in an instant.

  People who use this technique also have no cultivation skills, and the Qi sea of their Dantian was empty.

  He pursed his lips and his fingers remained on the stone wall. After half a stick of incense time, his fingers slid on the stone wall and wrote ‘Nothingness’.

  There was a wave of fluctuations on the stone wall, like ripples, the original word “Extinction” disappeared, and two new words ‘Way of Heaven’ appeared.

  Lin Shu knew this.

  This was the core idea of 《Extinction》.

  He wrote ‘Sheer Nonsense’.

  The stone wall moved again. This time, it was changed into ‘Immortals and Demons’.

  Xiao Shao gave a soft smile.

  Lin Shu also smiled, for no other reason. They saw this when they flipped through the book last night.

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  He wrote, ‘Birds of the same feather’.

  The stone wall moved again, this time it was the ‘Extinction Void Art’.

  Lin Shu wrote, ‘To create something out of nothing’.

  The stone wall continued to move.

  This time, there were four words.

  It was impressively, ‘Qing Ming Demon Lord’.

  Lin Shu: “&#k2026;”

  Master, this is beyond the outline.

  He said, “Does he want us to guess?”

  Xiao Shao: “I guess it’s &#k2018;Invincible in the world’. “

  Lin Shu: “I think so too.”

  He stretched out his hand on the stone wall and wrote four big words, ‘Invincible in the World’.

  After a violent fluctuation, the stone wall was as smooth as before. A moment later, the handwriting of Qing Ming Demon Lord slowly appeared.

  His calligraphy had vigorous strokes that were bold and unrestrained, it was easy to recognize.

  ‘The understanding of Tao and Dharma was insufficient. Just because you acknowledged that this Lord is invincible, I will let you in for the time being.’

  Lin Shu: “.……”

  After this line of writing disappeared, another line appeared.

  ‘Qing Ming Cave is forbidden for outsiders to enter, one cannot bring others except for family members and direct disciples.’

  Lin Shu looked at Xiao Shao, then at the fruit.

  They were considered family members too.

  After this line of writing disappeared, the stone wall disintegrated and once again became the original odd-shaped pieces again, hidden in the mountain. A black vortex appeared in front of them.

  The whirlpool did not look realistic, it was extremely dark, as if it had swallowed all the light, making people feel that if you stepped in, you would directly enter the deepest depths of hell.

  Xiao Shao said, “Let’s go in.”

  Lin Shu: “Yeah.”

  Fruit reached out and took his hand.

  Xiao Shao observed the two of them. After a while, he reached out and took Lin Shu’s other hand.

  Lin Shu just stepped into the black hole with his family.

  In one step, the scene changed suddenly.

  He was wrapped in darkness and he could not even see his fingers. He could not see anything but he clearly felt that his hands were suddenly empty.

  “Xiao Shao?” He said.

  There was no response.

  He called again, but no one answered.

  Are we separated?

  Lin Shu calmed himself down and walked forward.

  This darkness, black in varying shades, seemed to turn into an invisible mist, gradually dissipating as he walked.

  Then he came close to a huge stone tablet in front of him.

  On the stone tablet was the handwriting of Qing Ming Demon Lord: “Qing Ming Cave, to not consider life or death.”


  Lin Shu looked up at the misty road ahead, and felt that it was very sinister.

  Qing Ming Cave, to not consider life or death, does this mean that there are still trials in the cave?

  Sure enough, when it came to being this unreliable, Qing Ming Demon Lord was still leading.

  It was conceivable that Xiao Shao and Fruit were also sent somewhere alone at this moment.

  Even though Xiao Shao had recovered his cultivation base, he had never learned the Demon Lord’s skills after all, and the fruit was still small, so he didn’t know if they could cope with this.

  Lin Shu drew out his Folding Bamboo sword, quickened his pace and walked forward.

  There was silence all around, only the sound of his own footsteps could be heard. He walked through the fog, and suddenly saw a white shadow appearing in the far front.

  ——It seemed to be a person.

  He continued to move forward, the white shadow became clearer, and it was indeed a person, a man in white.

  The closer he got, the more familiar he looked.

  When he finally approached, Lin Shu’s footsteps stopped suddenly.

  The man in front of him was dressed in white like snow, which seemed to be the style of the Sword Pavilion. One hand was empty, and the other hand was holding a sword.

  The sword was the Folding Bamboo sword.

  And that face was Lin Shu’s own face.

  However, it was an expressionless face.

  Lin Shu looked at him.

  The man also looked at him, his eyes clear and cold, as if in it there was nothing.

  The background was a snowfield, with the rolling mountains on the snowfield. Among the fine snow, this man was standing on the top of the mountain, with his white clothes swaying gently, as if he would disappear with the wind at any time.

  Lin Shu took a step forward.

  The man had no response.

  He went further forward, only to suddenly bump his head.

  Lin Shu: “.……”

  He stretched out his hand and felt a smooth object between himself and the man.

  The touch reminded him of a mirror.

  This is Qing Ming’s Cave mansion, so naturally there wouldn’t be another person who looked exactly like him.

  But if it was a mirror, why would it show such a picture?

  The next moment, he heard the sound of footsteps behind him.