Museum of Deadly Beasts Chapter 657
Advertisement
Chapter 657: 657
Chapter 657: Disturbing
Black Water Taoist stammered as he provided everything he knew to Yan Shenjun, from Curator’s supernatural powers to the complete destruction of their cult. At this point, Lin Jin was already walking through the metal door of the Visitation Hall.
Truth be told, it wasn’t Lin Jin who slammed the door earlier. He just ran out of strength to keep it open. It was probably a defense mechanism that activated the moment he sensed Yan Shenjun’s profound immortal strength.
At the very least, Lin Jin suspected that this was the case.
Regardless, the moment the door creaked open just now, Lin Jin felt a wave of energy pouring out from the museum. Judging by the look on Yan Shenjun’s face, he seemed frightened by it.
Lin Jin considered this justice reclaimed.
Yet, he knew this wasn’t enough. He had acted too impulsively, but since it was already done, there was no longer any room for negotiation. For this week’s meeting, Lin Jin’s main goal was to liaise with Chen Xuankong and have him contact Miao Yan Zhenren.
The instant he entered the Visitation Hall, all his visitors were sullen-faced. Chen Xuankong bowed and said, “Curator, Appraiser Lin has been kidnapped. Every member of our Mystery Dao Sect was mobilized to search for him but we still don’t have any information on his whereabouts. Curator, please aid us.”
Lin Jin was dumbstruck.
Was Chen Xuankong asking Lin Jin to save himself?
On second thought, this was perfectly normal since he was blissfully unaware of Curator’s true identity. If Lin Jin was placed in his shoes, he would have immediately contacted Curator too.
Chen Xuankong’s anxiety appeared to be genuine. Lin Jin could tell from his battered appearance that he had been out and about this whole time.
That alone, told Lin Jin that their entire sect was combing the forest in search of him.
Advertisement
Lin Jin nodded. “Chen Xuankong, calm down. Rise first.”
Lin Jin conducted himself in a composed manner.
‘Curator seems confident despite the gravity of the matter,’ mused Chen Xuankong. It went without saying that he was thoroughly impressed by Curator’s reaction.
The other visitors had already heard the situation from Chen Xuankong just now, so everyone looked worried. However, most of them couldn’t be of help.
After all, this mission exceeded their range of competence.
Even experts like Madam Ghost Child, Black Crow, and Ye Yuzhou couldn’t do anything.
This incident was unfolding at the extraterritorial land and none of them could even get there in one piece, much less save Lin Jin. Qin Yunshang spoke up, “Curator, my master has led the disciples of our Immortal Cloud Sect to the Mystery Dao Sect to aid their search for Appraiser Lin.”
True enough, only Qin Yunshang and her sect were able to render assistance.
After a thought, Lin Jin figured he still didn’t know Yan Shenjun well enough. As the adage went, ‘know thy self and know thy enemy, one need not fear the result of a hundred battles’. Lin Jin couldn’t be bothered with anything else so he asked his two immortal guests if they had heard of Yan Shenjun before.
Both of them were surprised by his question.
They weren’t shocked by the name itself, but by the fact that Curator actually knew about Yan Shenjun. Wouldn’t this imply that Curator already knew Appraiser Lin was kidnapped by Yan Shenjun?
This was now a little magical.
Even the Mystery Dao Sect’s Miao Yan Zhenren only obtained this information not too long ago.
For Curator to already know about it was truly impressive.
“Since Curator knows about Yan Shenjun, you must already know quite a bit too. I’ve only heard my sect leader mention a little about this person before,” replied Chen Xuankong.
Advertisement
Next, he began explaining Yan Shenjun’s identity, which was supplemented by more information from Qin Yunshang. With this, Lin Jin came to learn more about the profound immortal, Yan Shenjun.
The man was already famous during the peak era of immortals for his expertise.
Yan Shenjun used to have a sect too, but he betrayed his sect before the great immortal tragedy ocurred. Since then, he became a loose immortal expert.
Of course, this would never sit well with his sect, so they sent immortals to eliminate him.
In the end, all pursuers were killed by Yan Shenjun. At one point, due to insurmountable opposition from Yan Shenjun, the sect crumbled under their own weight.
This was never heard of among sects.
As such, Yan Shenjun’s actions pushed many immortal experts into banding together to eliminate him.
However, before that could happen, the great immortal tragedy happened, saving his life at the cost of others. The path of immortality ended there and the handful of immortals who survived could only escape to the extraterritorial land to live out their lives.
Yan Shenjun himself went into hiding for a period of time. He then appeared again out of nowhere to destroy quite a few smaller sects. Since the unfettered immortals have all died off, the lone profound immortal proved more than what the smaller sects could handle. Yan Shenjun’s force kept growing, allowing him to win over many powerful experts and loose immortals. His faction was on par, if not stronger than other sects.
“Rumors say that Yan Shenjun is a man with peculiar tastes. He took in a monster as his disciple a while back, and to everyone’s surprise, he actually engaged in dual cultivation with this monster,” said Chen Xuankong.
Qin Yunshang’s face was flushed red upon hearing this. It was clearly a sensitive topic.
Lin Jin understood what he was trying to say. A suitable analogy for humans would be engaging in bestiality. Lin Jin didn’t think much of it because he knew that monsters commonly possessed divine looks after taking on human forms.
Lin Jin’s own disciple, Shang’er, was one such example. Though, Lin Jin wasn’t as despicable as Yan Shenjun to lay his hand on his disciple.
This alone demonstrated the different ideals he and Yan Shenjun subscribed to.
Lin Jin thought of one other thing.
Yan Shenjun mentioned capturing Lin Jin because he wanted him to treat a disciple of his.
Piecing the puzzle together, it appears that this disciple was most probably Yan Shenjun’s ‘lover’. It was no wonder he got so anxious.
Chen Xuankong continued speaking, “I also heard that Yan Shenjun holds this disciple in high regard, that he’s infatuated with the creature.”
Up until this point, Chen Xuankong had a strange look on his face. Lin Jin didn’t find this particularly strange because there would always be a handful of humans who were interested in beast girls. These monsters suited their taste so it wouldn’t be weird for them to be that infatuated. Lin Jin wouldn’t label someone as a weirdo because of this. However, Lin Jin almost choked up when he heard what Chen Xuankong said next.
“Hmph! To think a mighty profound immortal would fall in love with a monster. It’s a male monster for crying out loud!” exclaimed Chen Xuankong disdainfully.
Lin Jin felt as if he was struck by a bolt of lightning.
For a moment there, the image of Shang’er in his mind was replaced by White Ape.
He couldn’t imagine the scenes… No, he didn’t even want to imagine it. Lin Jin’s stomach churned as he struggled to stop himself from dry heaving.
Fortunately, he held it back.
He was Curator right now, so he shouldn’t puke no matter what.
Advertisement
- In Serial11 Chapters
The curse
Set in an unraveling world, Bran just keep on fighting and trying to survive his curse, knowing that his death is already set in stone. Bearing his sad past, he fights a desperate fight, while trying to uncover the secrets of his fate and curse. Theodore, a weird young man, uncover a great secret about Origin, a boring horror filled virtual game. Knowing that someone is trying to control him, he tries to understand what is awaiting him and prepare for it, while shedding light on the mysteries of this unraveling world.-------------------------------------------------------The cover picture was made by Ahmed ShalabyMy name is Jason BrowlerThis is a story with a proper beginning and ending, and I have most of the events mapped in my head, so don't expect things to go your way. I made the most original story and setting I could think of. Critics are very welcome. A missing tag is the mystery tag, and this story will be very very very very long story
8 177 - In Serial21 Chapters
The Last Journey
A slice of life litrpg story... or is it? It's burning slow, though. Moving on: War comes with a great cost. Lives and time wasted for most part. One could either be run with sword, be poisoned, be bowed, and sometimes meet their end with just a tiny speck of wood. With magic, it becomes even more colorful. From lightning, to worse poison, to hovering rocks, to weird bladed leaves, to whipping roots, and to a lot more odd things easily reasoned with magic. A wonderful creation. But once used to something more than wonder, more than tricks to gather laughs, it becomes worse. War becomes worse. For there is not only blood to be spilled. A particular town almost met the same end. Soldiers geared with swrords and bows came with mounts. Horses burning lush grasses as it cracked boulders and the soil alike with every step. The kind that only war ones could ever do. Even strange wheeled creations that oozed danger were towed, loaded with something meant to destroy. But not once had they acted upon what such devices should've done, nor what an an army is supposed to do. Siege never occurred, as much as a command to war. No. Magic existed so a simple little fire is all the worth the town has. No sword drawn, no arrows nocked, nothing. Just some mana spent and through the ash they march. That was how Nudius saw her end. It came not even as a surprise. She didn't have the moment to fully register what occurred before she found herself in an empty dark space. Life lost, time spent. All from a fire that had not even touched her. But she knew very well that it was magic. Something she wished to have and strived for to have. Yet it seemed that none of it would matter now. Nudius was well aware of what the color around meant, of the odd situation, of the unfeeling state of her being. It was death and that was it. She didn't have to worry or dream further. Although there wasn't what she truly wanted in what death to her is, but at least, Nudius was comforted to what she believed death is. Rest. But little did she know there's something more than that empty space. It wasn't only the promise of rest, but was also more than she could ever hope for. Another chance at life. Another chance to dream. ***Tags are there just in case. You never know! Umm... HI-MI-TSU. Story blurb+: This is slow burn, quite slice of life story about a girl learning magic. All the while as she fatten herself up. So yeah, progression fantasy. But there's Litrpg! Numbers! Magic! Spells! And of course! There's something more. But read on ahead, please. Oh yes. Plot! There is, too. Disclaimer: The cover isn't made by me. Just layered it with a text. I got it from a free website, if I correctly recall. I'll see to it. (Haven't worked on it.)
8 164 - In Serial25 Chapters
The God Crisis
Thaddius has found a safe haven. The Valley of Statues, but can he keep it from hordes of undead, devils, and creatures of the void. Or worse, the goddess who promised to help his friends. When your goddess isn't happy with you, you should be careful what you ask for. Arc 3 of the Thaddius Rockgrip Chronicles. Cover art: Mary Evans
8 144 - In Serial19 Chapters
Slade the Shade
What is your greatest fear in your life?Death, heights, or maybe the creepy mutations with eight legs.For Slade it is boredom ,so when the first VRMMRPG, called Limits, came out you can expect him to sell everything he owns to combat his fear.What will he do when the first thing he does is anger a goddess in game and start without a class. "As he was shivering and feeling cold sweat on his back, he can barely hold back his excitement as he thought that this is what he came here for, a change in life where he could feel his dead heart beating without caffeine to stimulate it." Cover art not mine DM if you want it removed
8 306 - In Serial37 Chapters
The chronicles of Tinker
When an average gamer comes into the world to find his own adventure. Along the way he discovers new places and meets many people. Little does he know that he and his friends will become of the most influential players in Royal Road.
8 176 - In Serial25 Chapters
Bekowe rozmowy || Supernatural ||
Będę wstawiała tu bekowe rozmowy postaci z Supernatural stworzone przeze mnie :DDD ________________________________________________ #134 Humor 3/8/2016 #123 Humor 14/8/2016 #105 Humor 16/8/2016
8 106

