The bedroom of the young monk, ZhiFei, was simply like a dog's kennel, cluttered and sloppy.

However, what XiaoMu cared about was not this. As soon as he entered ZhiFei's bedroom, he smelled a stronger scent of blood.

This scent of blood undoubtedly emanated from the Blood Demon.

Oh!

Subsequently, XiaoMu couldn't help but look down at the floor.

Traces of corrosion!

Surprisingly, several small, pitch-black pits had appeared on the stones set into the floor.

Based on XiaoMu's experience, he could tell at a glance that these pits were corroded by drops of Blood Demon's ghost blood.

Was the Blood Demon wounded?

What was going on?

XiaoMu was somewhat surprised, with such a scene involuntarily appearing before his eyes.

A Blood Demon slipped into ZhiFei's bedroom under the cover of night, trying to consume the young monk. However, unknown circumstances led to the Blood Demon being wounded, shedding ghost blood which corroded the floor. As this happened, the Blood Demon swiftly fled.

The reason for assuming the Blood Demon ran away was because XiaoMu noticed that a desk by the door showed signs of collision. Correspondingly, there was a scent of ghost blood corrosion on one corner of the desk.

Apparently, when the Blood Demon was fleeing in panic, it accidentally bumped into the desk, causing it to swerve while splattering ghost blood onto the corner.

Surprisingly, he looked at the young monk once more.

ZhiFei was indeed an ordinary person, who hadn't practiced any martial arts methods, Buddhist cultivation methods, Taoist Cultivation methods, or showed any signs of mutation.

This immediately made XiaoMu, who initially suspected that ZhiFei had injured the Blood Demon, abandon that thought.

If not the young monk, then who could it be?

Could it be that there is a formidable master hiding in this temple?

Or could it be some incredibly powerful treasure?

Was it this powerful master or this treasure that injured the Blood Demon?

If it was a powerful master, why would they hide and not reveal themselves? This was illogical.

Could it be a treasure?

XiaoMu developed such a notion.

If it was a treasure, a treasure with autonomous spiritual perception that could injure the Blood Demon, that would be astonishing.

So far, XiaoMu hadn't come across any treasure of this level, even his Seal of the Heavenly Emperor couldn't do it.

If it was indeed a treasure, where could it be?

Where did the Blood Demon come from?

Where did it escape to?

What was the motive of the Blood Demon's appearance here? Was it simply to consume the young monk, or was there another objective?

XiaoMu believed the likelihood of the Blood Demon being here purely to consume ZhiFei was small.

After all, ZhiFei was just an ordinary person. Eating such an ordinary person held no significance for an existence of the Blood Demon's level.

By the time one becomes a Blood Demon, in order to achieve advancement, one must consume something of a significantly higher level.

Since it wasn't to consume ZhiFei, that implied that eating the young monk was merely incidental.

This suggested that the Blood Demon being here was certainly for some other purpose.

Since it was for other purpose, would the Blood Demon leave before fulfilling this objective?

Placing himself in the same situation, XiaoMu decisively believed it wouldn't.

After all, considering from his perspective, he had come to the Green Mountain Temple today to vanquish the evil ghost. Having discovered traces of the evil ghost but not having vanquished it yet, would he leave?

The same logic applied here.

Since the Blood Demon had some motives for coming here, it certainly wouldn't leave before fulfilling that purpose.

So, where was the Blood Demon hiding?

XiaoMu began to inspect the room, trying to find some kind of clue.

His first focus was the various objects in the room, from which XiaoMu tried to find the treasure.

If the Blood Demon had a specific goal, it was likely to be after some treasure. Could this treasure be in the young monk's room?

In the end, Xiao Mu was disappointed. There were no treasures to be found in the young monk's room.

He continued searching.

Huh!

Soon, Xiao Mu made a new discovery.

He bent down and picked something up off the ground.

It was a small scrap of paper, it seemed to belong to some book, its edges bearing the marks of a ghost's bite.

This little scrap of paper faintly radiated a kind of spiritual energy.

Could this be a mutated secret manual?

This guess immediately popped up in Xiao Mu's mind.

Immediately after, he couldn't help but shake his head with regret.

If it were a mutated secret manual, it would be a pity because it was quite clear that the manual was eaten by the Blood Demon.

Or perhaps, it was because the Blood Demon ate it that it evolved into a Blood Demon, having been just an evil ghost or a fierce ghost before.

A secret manual!?

Xiao Mu realized something and couldn't help but turn to the young monk, ZhiFei, who was once again engrossed in his game. "Junior Master, does your temple have a place like a Scripture Pavilion?"

"Scripture Pavilion?"

The young monk ZhiFei paused his game, seemed to guess something, and looked at Xiao Mu, "A Wild Mountain Temple, where would we get a Scripture Pavilion? We do have a study with a few old Buddhist scriptures. However…"

Upon saying this, he glanced at Xiao Mu and hinted, "Donor, don't think too much. They are just normal Buddhist scriptures, there are no mutated secret manuals. If there were secret manuals, would I still stay here? I would have practiced long ago, left the mountains, became a hero, married a rich beauty, and played games with my girlfriend."

Xiao Mu: "..."

The young monk's words made Xiao Mu embarrassed. Who would have thought that despite his young age, he had such lofty ambitions?

He pinched the small corner of the mutated book remnant in his hand, "Junior Master, do you check the study every day?"

"Not really, I just checked once after the mutation not long ago and I didn't find any mutated books."

ZhiFei, the young monk said.

Xiao Mu nodded his head.

That was it. This young monk probably didn't know that mutations in the secret manuscript could occur at any time. He didn't check every day, hence why the secret manual that mutated not long ago got eaten by the Blood Demon.

He did not tell the young monk this.

"Junior Master, can you take me to the study for a look?"

Xiao Mu asked again.

"Alright, but let me make this clear, even if we can't find the evil ghost, you still need to pay me the agreed amount! I delayed my team battle to accompany you in this search."

ZhiFei, the young monk said.

"Rest assured, I won't shortchange you. Well, to assure you, I'll give you the money first."

Xiao Mu said as he took out his cell phone.

ZhiFei, the young monk, excitedly took out his cell phone.

After scanning the QR code, Xiao Mu transferred a thousand dollars to the young monk, "Is it okay now?"

"Haha! Now I can recharge and buy more skins."

Riding high on his joy, ZhiFei, the young monk, put away his cellphone, completely ignoring his ongoing team battle, quit the game directly, and led Xiao Mu to the study, "Donor, please follow me."

The study wasn't big, just a couple of rooms. Upon entering, Xiao Mu couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.

The study had quite a lot of books, probably around a hundred or two.

The key was these one or two hundred books, they were all Buddhist scriptures, and it was easy to tell at first glance that they were antique books that had been kept for many years.

These were ancient books, ancient Buddhist scriptures.

After the World mutation, all books had a certain probability of mutating, but the probability of mutation was actually directly proportional to the age of the book.

The older the book, the greater the probability of mutation.

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