My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again - Chapter 213: The Execution of the Emperor’s Nine Clans

The liangfen was delicious – fresh, sweet, and smooth. Having finished their meal and did what needed to be done, the next day greeted Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu with a curious sight.

Looking at the array of assorted items on the table, Lu Xuan felt as if he had stumbled into a night market stall. Cheng Lingzhu picked up a wave drum from the table, shaking it twice to produce a crisp sound. “Seems like it’s made from the hide of some powerful creature,” she commented, plucking at the drumskin.

“It’s a sacred artifact of [Tianmo BoxunO], named after the being in the Buddhist scriptures,” Lu Xuan explained.

He had sealed the spirituality of these items, making them no different from ordinary objects. He counted the items on the table: “Deep Sea Shield, crafted from the scales of [Dagon]… The Spear of Longinus, tainted with the true blood of [Jingxian]… It’s said to have once pierced the saint of the Ming family of

Yingzhou…”

“Aphrodite’s Dice, from the [Golden Throne], if you can roll two sixes in a row, you become an apostle of this being… The Eternal Heart, a creation of [Father of Machines], turns the user’s lifespan into kinetic energy… So, if the user has an infinite lifespan, is this thing a perpetual motion machine?”

In total, there were twelve items, each closely related to the Taboo Masters. With a sweep of his hand, Lu Xuan stowed these relics into his sleeve, leaving only a bone dice in his hand. Deciding to start with his area of expertise, he casually tossed it twice, both rolls landing on six.

The room twisted and warped, golden light flickering, painting everything in a golden hue. Lu Xuan reached out, anchoring his spirit in the void, locking onto the existence somewhere in the unknown. Moments later, he held a palm-sized golden throne in his hand, with a little figure sitting on it resembling a golden Buddha. He had refined and subdued the ruler of the [Golden Throne].

On Yuan Xing.

Above the vast ocean, Lu Xuan cast his fishing rod, cleaving a four-limbed mermaid monster in two, vanquishing it. In the desert of yellow sands, a young man with black hair entered a temple with an axe, felling nine pillar gods, their divine realms collapsing behind him.

On the snow-covered mountains, a rainbow streaked across the sky, decapitating an eight-legged beast and its master in one swift move, the sword sheath remaining unstained by blood. In the Blissful Buddha Realm, as grand chanting echoed from outside the hall, the seated Buddha hurriedly rose to flee, only to have his kasaya stripped away, revealing his true demonic form.

With each fallen Taboo Master, a unique essence returned to Yuan Xing. Lu Xuan took a week to accomplish this feat. He could have done it faster, but considering Cheng Lingzhu’s need to practice the Great Slaughter Technique, he slowed his pace.

On the seventh night, by the lakeside, Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu sat side by side, gazing at the tranquil night sky. The stars twinkled, blinking like eyes. Lu Xuan reached up, plucking a star-sized eyeball from the sky, refining and crushing it. With this, all the Taboo Masters had been slain.

“Jing Xian and Hydra have fallen… That means, in one week, ten Masters!”

“It’s unbelievable…”

“We need to reassess the [Silent Master]…”

In the Tianshu Administration, reports were compiled and sent to the Senate. The twelve Elders fell into silence. Even with their estimations of this entity’s power, such a terrifying record of victories sent chills down their spines.

But they had no intention of altering their plan. “The Dayan Dragon Vein is about to emerge. No one can stop us,” the Grand Elder declared.

Three days later.

“The time is almost upon us,” Lu Xuan mused, holding a crystal. This was the

Drive Core fragment given by Nuwa, one of three that powered the [Heavenly Path] battleship. Part of it had fallen on Yuan Xing, influencing the planet’s natural laws. The Taboo era had begun from this fragment, but now, it was all coming to an end. With the fall of the Taboo Masters and their essences returning, the Drive Core was about to emerge.

Just then, Lu Xuan frowned. Someone was praying to him, the [Silent Master], sending a message. One of the eight War Gods of Dayan, Mu Feng, had been captured.

The news came from Mu Feng’s family. At first, they were worried when they learned he had become an adherent of a Taboo Master. Generally, contact with a Taboo existence demanded a price, enduring a corruption that others couldn’t bear. Fortunately, Lu Xuan wasn’t a typical Taboo Master. He had only contacted Mu Feng, who didn’t suffer corruption or mutation, much to his family’s relief.

Through his family’s description, Lu Xuan understood the situation. Mu Feng was the first of the eight War Gods to be captured. He had received a summons to attend a War God meeting and had just entered the Senate building, leaving his golden armor and silver spear outside, when he sensed something amiss. As he approached the council hall, the First War God, specifically tasked to deal with him, approached. Several War Gods cornered him in the corridor. Panicking, Mu Feng shouted, “I’m here to see the Elders, what are you doing?” as he struggled desperately…