The cherry blossom trees at Qingyang City First Middle School trembled in the morning breeze. Pink and white petals drifted onto Su Yao’s desk, yet they could not mask the gravity etched between her brows. Three days had passed since the battle with the Nether Demonic Flood Dragon. While the campus appeared to have returned to tranquility, she could still catch glimpses of stray demonic energy lingering in the corners—like vipers lurking in wait, flicking their tongues as they watched their prey.
"Su Yao, the library just received a new batch of Ancient Tome. There might be clues about the Soul-Devouring Lamp." Lin Yu placed a warm cup of soy milk beside her. The young man’s sword-like brows were slightly furrowed, and a patch remained visible on his sleeve. Zhao Ya hurried in through the classroom’s back door, her long golden hair pulled into a sharp ponytail. "My Master sent word! A fluctuation suspected to be from the Nether Temple has appeared in the antique street in the west of the city!"
When the trio arrived at the antique street, the twilight was heavy. Old signboards creaked in the wind. A shop called "Treasures Pavilion" was surrounded by curious passersby. In the display window, a bronze oil lamp sat quietly. The runes wrapped around its body were identical to those of the Soul-Devouring Lamp, and as its flame flickered, it vaguely cast the shadow of a ferocious ghostly face.
Chapter 242