Twilight's Threshold Chapter 638: The Divine Skills of the Zhao Family (Second Shift) - Novel Cool

Chapter 638: The Divine Skills of the Zhao Family (Second Shift)

Chapter 638: The Divine Skills of the Zhao Family (Second Shift)

"This is a matter of great importance, so you must not act rashly!"

"This isn't just about you. Even if I'm unreliable, I can't let you, my little brother, go in there alone. So, be patient and stay here. Don't move around, wait for me to go up and discuss with the others. After all, you are a physical Netherwalker, and it's troublesome to go up and down. As for me, I'm just a wandering ghost, so it's just a blink of an eye to go up and down..."

"..."

It was unclear what impact Hu Ma's words had on Erguotou, but they deeply moved this old man.

Without further delay, he instructed Hu Ma and then waved his hand to collect the surrounding incense.

Standing outside the house was Shen Shou Zhao Family's Zhao Sanyi, along with Jiangtou Chen Family's Chen Abao. Without saying much, he nodded slightly and floated out of the village.

With a wave of his wide sleeve, the dark wind surged, and he disappeared in an instant.

In his haste to return, he didn't even bother with his usual concealment. As his wandering soul returned to the living world, it was like a divine skill, and even the dark wind around him carried a faint purple aura.

"Truly remarkable..."

Shen Shou Zhao and Jiangtou Chen, sensing the faint purple aura in his reincarnation technique, nodded slightly and exchanged glances. They both returned to the courtyard.

At this moment, Hu Ma was also consuming a small piece of Blood Centipede, slowly practicing to restore his Dao Virtue.

As a physical Netherwalker, every moment he spent below reduced his Dao Virtue. However, in this living village in the Netherworld, he could take a short rest and recover his Dao Virtue.

"The Hall Magistrate is also a guest while staying here."

Shen Shou Zhao Family's Zhao Sanyi, seeing that Erguotou had left and only Hu Ma remained, assumed he was waiting for orders. Thus, he didn't consider discussing important matters with him.

Instead, seeing Hu Ma consuming the Blood Centipede to restore his Dao Virtue, and that it wasn't even made into a Blood Pill, he felt a bit sympathetic. He turned back into the house and brought out a small box.

Upon opening it, he saw several Purple Veined Blood Pills inside, resembling Silk Titans, but the veins were not golden; instead, they were strands of purple aura.

He smiled and said, "Don't be polite. Take these Blood Pills; they'll help restore your Dao Virtue faster and are quite filling."

"..."

Hu Ma opened his eyes and was surprised.

The Purple Great Guardian, or the Immortal Qi, was of utmost importance, and the most crucial aspect was its danger. Everyone he had seen consuming this, except for Erguotou, had gone insane.

But now, seeing the craftsmanship of the Shen Shou Zhao Family, so adept that not only did they consume it regularly but could even use it to treat guests, he was astonished. Of course, he could also tell that Zhao Sanyi was telling the truth—these Blood Pills were primarily made from Silk Titans, with just a hint of purple aura, not genuine Immortal Pills.

"As long as you don't dislike it, this isn't a real Immortal Pill; it's just infused with a bit of Purple Great Guardian's aura."

Shen Shou Zhao Family's Zhao Sanyi smiled and said, "Brother, you're also the main sword substitute for the Pacifying Evil Office. With such closeness to Young Master Hu, haven't you ever tried it?"

"Indeed, I haven't."

Hu Ma picked up a pill, examining it carefully. He sighed, "Not only have I never tried such a rare thing, but even Young Master Hu probably hasn't either..."

Jiangtou Chen Family's Chen Abao happened to float by and coldly remarked, "He has."

"?"

Hu Ma was taken aback by her certainty.

Zhao Sanyi also looked at Hu Ma sympathetically and said, "The Hu Family shouldn't lack this, so why are they so stingy with you?"

Thinking of something, he whispered, "Brother, have you considered seeking help from our Shen Shou Zhao Family?"

"Anyway, the New Year Guardian can perform the chest-crushing stone trick, and joining the Trickery School would be a way to make a living..."

"..."

"?"

Hu Ma was a bit confused by his train of thought. Why would he, a renowned Ghost Walker Clan member, join a trickery school? Furthermore, his public identity was a Ghost Walker Hall Magistrate. Wasn't this like directly poaching from the Exorcism Hu Family? But it was clear that Zhao Sanyi was just joking, so they chatted briefly.

Facing the box of Blood Pills, Hu Ma also pondered for a long time before picking up a pill and slowly consuming it. He had previously eaten green, white, red, golden-threaded, and even black pills without hesitation, but this time, he was hesitant due to witnessing the consequences of those who hastily consumed the Purple Great Guardian. He ate it cautiously, ready to spit it out if necessary.

Unexpectedly, he felt his Dao Virtue rapidly recovering, and his blood vessels warmed.

However, there was too little purple aura on this Blood Pill to notice any benefits for his Life Spirit Temple.

But sensing the restoration of his Dao Virtue, he felt relieved. He waited for Erguotou's message while silently considering various details.

His primary concern was whether he could bring the Pacifying Evil Office into the Netherworld. In theory, as long as he followed the instructions in the Year Guardian Book and summoned the Golden Armored Warriors, he could order them to deliver the Pacifying Demons Golden Cudgel to him. However, since this was the Netherworld and not the living realm, he had to consider the possibility of unexpected events.

But how should he attempt it?

"Wow, you're already feeling spirit-filled and satisfied after such a short time. Your technique seems pretty good..."

As Hu Ma was thinking, the young master of the Shen Shou Zhao Family, who had been wandering around the village out of boredom, approached again.

Hu Ma was merely a Sword Substitute for the Magistrate, and his status was ultimately inferior to Zhao Sanyi's. Thus, he didn't pay much attention, not even bothering to ask questions, and casually sat down next to Hu Ma.

Suddenly, he smiled at Hu Ma, squinting his eyes, "A drink?"

Hu Ma was taken aback, "Hmm?"

"We're both free anyway..."

Zhao Sanyi chuckled, reached under the stone bench, and effortlessly retrieved a pot of wine, placing it on the table. He then reached towards the ground and produced two cups.

"Oh my?"

Hu Ma quickly leaned over to look at the ground, clearly seeing that Zhao Sanyi's side was empty, with nothing at all.

He immediately realized that the Trickery School's young master was showing off, but who wouldn't want to watch a magic trick when bored? So, with a smile, he said, "If you can conjure wine, can you also conjure food?"

Zhao Sanyi's expression turned awkward, "Oh dear, these are all prepared in advance, how can I conjure them?"

As he spoke, he reached towards the ground again and produced a plate of roast chicken. "Is this enough?"

Hu Ma's eyes lit up, "Is there more?"

Zhao Sanyi's face seemed to show a hint of annoyance, "Being able to conjure one is already impressive, asking for more is really pushing it..."

As he spoke, his right hand swiftly descended, and a plate of smoked fish appeared on the stone table.

"Incredible, incredible..."

Hu Ma was full of admiration, and suddenly said, "If there was also a plate of peanuts, that would be even better..."

"Haha, is the Magistrate testing me?"

Zhao Sanyi waved his hands repeatedly, and suddenly, with a flick of his sleeve, an oil paper packet appeared on the stone table, containing peanuts.

Hu Ma's eyes lit up, and he looked rather proud, but he deliberately furrowed his brows, muttering to himself, "Three dishes, that doesn't sound good..."

Immediately, he took out a small bag from his waist, which surprisingly contained seeds, fruit kernels, and the like.

After selecting for a while, he smiled, "Then let's have a peach!"

He took out a peach kernel, dug a shallow pit in the ground, buried it, and then poured a cup of wine on top. He whispered an incantation towards the ground.

In no time, a sprout emerged from the soil, and within moments, it grew into a tree. The flowers bloomed and withered, and in the blink of an eye, the tree was laden with peaches.

He plucked two peaches and, looking at Hu Ma with a satisfied smile, said, "Four dishes, perfect for drinking!"

"Divine, truly divine..."

Hu Ma clapped his hands in admiration, praising repeatedly. After all, he didn't have to pay for the show, and the other party was even treating him to drinks, so why not offer some compliments?

Across from him, Zhao Sanyi's face turned slightly red from the praise, looking excited. He poured more wine into Hu Ma's cup and said with a smile, "Brother, don't be shy!"

'It seems like everyone in the Trickery School is a bit of a show-off. The more you praise them, the more they show off...'

Hu Ma thought to himself as he raised his cup and drank with Zhao Sanyi. He couldn't help but praise the Divine Hand Zhao family for their well-deserved reputation.

Just as the two were in high spirits, Chen Abao, who was standing nearby, brought over a basin and drifted past, suddenly saying, "Wasn't that peach just bought for two coppers?"

"..."

Zhao Sanyi's expression turned slightly embarrassed, and he looked at her with displeasure.

"How it came to be is none of our business, but I'm a Year Guardian, and my acuity is renowned. To not even see through Zhao Young Master's trick is truly worthy of the word 'divine'..."

Hu Ma smiled and said, "Moreover, what's so difficult about true techniques? I can even turn myself into a corpse!"

"Knowing it's fake but still being unable to tell, that's what real skill is..."

"..."

Zhao Sanyi was flattered by these words, nodding in agreement. He felt a sense of camaraderie with Hu Ma.

People of the Ten Surnames rarely complimented each other; they only wanted to take the opportunity to witness each other's skills. But Zhao Sanyi, the young master of the Divine Hand Zhao family, didn't care much for the praise of ordinary Jianghu people.

Hu Ma's identity as a Ghost Walker Magistrate was just right, and since Hu Ma didn't put on airs, his sincere admiration made Zhao Young Master couldn't help but feel delighted.

As they drank and chatted, Hu Ma's curiosity about the surrounding village grew. "But if we're talking about the most divine, it's this village."

"How can there be a living person's village in the Netherworld?"

"Even I... and the Second Brother Bao who came with me, couldn't help but praise it. I wonder whose handiwork is this?"

"..."

"I created it!!"

Zhao Sanyi's face turned red, and he said with a smile, "But we from the Trickery School have all sorts of sky-hiding sun-swapping tricks. To create this village, we first had to penetrate the secrets of Yin and Yang, and then..."

"..."

Just as he was about to explain in detail, Chen Abao drifted past again and said from behind, "It's the Purple Great Guardian..."

"The Ten Surnames all rely on the Purple Great Guardian to transform illusions into reality in the Netherworld, what does that have to do with the Trickery School?"

"If it weren't for the Purple Great Guardian, let him try to conjure something out of thin air..."

(End of Chapter)

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