Chapter 268: Crematorium
“Crematorium?”
Wu Xian was utterly confused.
“Although the Demon God doesn’t care about the lives of mortals, I still have some feelings for Yaoyang City, which you need not doubt.”
The elegant middle-aged man finished speaking, chuckled lightly, and disappeared.
The scene returned to his own small villa, as if nothing had happened.
Wu Xian looked around, trying to find traces of the other party, but detected no trace of his presence at all.
“Demon God of Knowledge and Truth?”
Wu Xian frowned tightly, baffled by the elegant middle-aged man’s riddle-like words.
He just hadn’t expected that this art studio’s evil incident was caused by that unremarkable art studio teacher from back then.
“Similar to Sister Tiao’s situation back then?”
Wu Xian couldn’t help but think of the time when Tang Tiaotiao summoned the Mechanical Creator.
This person must have gone through something similar.
However, compared to Sister Tiao’s Mechanical Creator, this god who called himself the 【Demon God of Knowledge and Truth】 didn’t sound like a proper god, more like a neutral one that was neither good nor evil, neither righteous nor wicked.
After some thought, he immediately began searching for information and data related to the elegant middle-aged man.
On the Dengfeng Art Studio official website, only some basic information could be found:
Yu Boling, forty-two years old, has been teaching at Dengfeng Art Studio for nearly ten years…
As for scroll painting works, he had seen them before—a creature similar to a demon, but a naturally kind little demon with combat power that couldn’t be said to be nonexistent, just average.
He then asked Brother Tang Beng about Yu Boling’s information.
Tang Beng was also a graduate of the art studio and had a very good impression of this Teacher Yu Boling, who had given him plenty of guidance.
“Why are you suddenly asking about this?” Tang Beng in the video couldn’t help but feel puzzled.
“Nothing,” Wu Xian quickly changed the subject, “By the way, how’s the progress on cracking that data core?”
“Not bad, feels promising.”
“That’s great.”
After ending the call with Tang Beng, he then indirectly asked Zhou Qi and Wang Xiaocong about it.
Without surprise, everyone spoke highly of Yu Boling: diligent and dutiful.
His scroll painting level might not be high, but he was absolutely the most responsible teacher in the art studio.
Yet such a teacher was ultimately fired by the art studio, becoming a scapegoat to quell the public opinion storm.
“No wonder it only targeted the principal and teachers, not students.”
As for family, it could only be considered an ordinary small family, not even really a family, at most a large household.
It was rare for such a person with scroll painting talent like Yu Boling to emerge, and the entire family’s hopes were pinned on him.
From the information provided by Du Yifan, Yu Boling went missing not long after being fired by the art studio.
Yu Boling’s family and relatives were still going about as usual, but they harbored deep resentment over Yu Boling’s disappearance.
After all, the family and relatives had invested large amounts of money and resources in Yu Boling over the years, all hoping he would lead the family to rise.
“From this, it seems Yu Boling really can’t be viewed as an Evil God Scroll Painter.”
If he were truly an Evil God Scroll Painter, Yu Boling’s relatives would probably have long become materials for the Evil God Scroll Painting.
After all, the “startup funds” for most Evil God Scroll Painters nowadays basically come from their own family and friends.
For now, as long as Yu Boling didn’t do anything heinous like an Evil God in the future, he wouldn’t expose Yu Boling’s situation.
“Crematorium?”
While pondering, he flew on his flying sword under the cover of night.
With doubts, he arrived at one of Yaoyang City’s three major crematoriums.
A nighttime crematorium naturally carried a terrifying atmosphere, with a few scattered staff on duty at their posts, dozing off boredly.
Wu Xian used Night Roaming God to probe around and found no abnormalities.
“Could it be a problem with one of the other two crematoriums?”
Yu Boling leaving him such a reminder naturally couldn’t be toying with him.
Moreover, the other party commanded the Demon God of Knowledge and Truth, not the Demon God of Lies and Deceit.
“What problem could a crematorium have?”
While thinking, Wu Xian controlled his flying sword, preparing to investigate the other two crematoriums.
Just then, an incinerator in the crematorium opened, and staff began clearing the ashes and residues inside.
“That’s… the aura of human spiritual substance…”
Yes, Wu Xian sensed in the incinerator those unique evil spiritual substances from human bodies; these human spiritual substances seemed to have been secretly collected and stored in a special device inside the incinerator.
“So that’s how it is!”
Wu Xian was greatly shocked, never expecting someone to be secretly using the crematorium to collect human evil spiritual substances.
Continuing to squat and observe, he saw a maintenance worker take away the device storing the human spiritual substances.
After secretly tracking for a while, the device passed through multiple hands and was ultimately brought by a Spirit Tamer adventurer into the Abyssal Realm’s 【Death Mountain Town】 outpost, and secretly delivered to a monster-dense location.
Wu Xian, who had followed all the way, squatted nearby for a moment and then saw an Evil God Follower take the device away.
“Phew—!”
Wu Xian took a deep breath, deeply shocked inside.
It seemed someone in Yaoyang City was secretly “supporting” an Evil Scroll Painter.
After returning to the North Street District Small Villa, it was already the early hours of the next morning.
The Night Roaming God split soul was still closely tracking everyone involved in each link—they were all people under Mayor Chen Shilong.
This left him utterly baffled.
After all, he had a pretty good impression of Chen Shilong, who had always been dutiful toward Yaoyang City.
…
Not long after, Wu Xian arrived at the city government with doubts in his heart.
Chen Shilong had been busy these past few days negotiating the Earth Temple Farm matter with surrounding brother cities, and the art studio incident yesterday had also made him highly vigilant.
Chen Shilong was somewhat surprised by Wu Xian’s arrival.
“Huh~ Master Xiao Wu, how come you’re here?” Chen Shilong stood up to greet him, “Sit~ sit.”
“What do you think of yesterday’s art studio incident?” Wu Xian’s mood was complicated.
“Don’t worry, I’ve already sent people to investigate,” Chen Shilong was slightly taken aback, clearly sensing something off, “We’ll definitely give the public a satisfactory explanation later.”
Wu Xian remained silent.
Seeing this, Chen Shilong thought for a moment and spoke, “Do you have something you want to tell me?”
“Sort of,” Wu Xian no longer held back, “Last night I went to the crematorium and accidentally discovered some things.”
Hearing this, Chen Shilong’s body jolted, his expression flickering uncertainly.
“To be honest, I don’t quite understand it,” Wu Xian said quietly, “The reason I didn’t come over with a big fuss is also out of my recognition and trust in the Mayor.
So, I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation.”
Chen Shilong’s expression was complex, ultimately turning into a helpless sigh, “To be honest, how did you discover the problem with the crematorium?”
“Call it a coincidence.” Wu Xian didn’t reveal Yu Boling’s matter.
“Fine,” Chen Shilong smiled wryly and sighed softly, slowly standing up, “Since that’s the case, many things should be laid out openly with Master Xiao Wu. You guessed right— the Evil God Scroll Painter active around Yaoyang City nowadays is indeed related to me.”
