The Demon with Holy Radiance Chapter 49

"Junior Brother, save me!"

The final cry was laced with an obvious urgency, and even a tremor, as if the person outside was facing some kind of crisis.

But that wasn’t what Yang An was focused on. It was the person’s identity.

’Sixth Senior Brother?’

Lacking any information about the sect’s disciples, Yang An naturally couldn’t take the person at his word.

Who barges in on someone late at night, not to mention immediately begging for help?

There were no normal people in the Life Crane Sect. Even if this Sixth Senior Brother was real, he definitely wasn’t normal.

So, without a second thought, Yang An said:

"Since it’s Sixth Senior Brother who has come to visit, I should welcome you with open arms. However, it’s already late. How about we wait until dawn tomorrow to talk?"

If the person had any sense, he’d know this was a clear rejection and would leave.

If he didn’t take the hint, then Yang An would have no choice but to shout for help himself...

But upon hearing Yang An’s words, the person outside suddenly became very agitated and began pounding on the door with both hands.

"No! Junior Brother!"

"Only you can save me now! You have to save me! Master is trying to kill me! You can’t trust any of our fellow disciples. They’re all madmen, all puppets of our Master!

Please, save me, Junior Brother! I’m begging you!"

The person outside seemed desperate to get into the room, yet also seemed unable to enter, forced to resort to begging Yang An by pounding on the door.

The incessant, frantic knocking was starting to irritate Yang An, but more than that, it sent a chill down his spine.

’The things this guy is saying are just so unsettling.’

Although he didn’t know if the man’s words were true or false, Yang An’s first instinct was to remain skeptical.

He couldn’t even trust the man’s identity, so how could he possibly believe a word he said?

"Senior Brother! I know you’re in a hurry, but calm down first!

I’ve only just joined the sect under our Master. My Cultivation Level is still shallow. Even if I wanted to help, I’m simply not strong enough. Senior Brother, you’d be better off finding someone else."

In any case, until he could figure out the person’s identity and verify whether his words were true, Yang An wanted no part in this. He didn’t have the ability to get involved, either.

But even after Yang An said this, the man outside wouldn’t give up and continued to knock frantically.

"Junior Brother, listen to me, you can definitely help me. It’s very simple.

Master has placed a Seal on me inside a coffin. You just need to come over and erase the Curse Seal on the coffin to save me!

Please, I’m begging you, save me!"

"..."

’You said you were sealed in a coffin, so how are you out here knocking on my door? Isn’t that just giving yourself away?’

"Senior Brother, I’m powerless to help. You should really find someone else."

This time, Yang An refused without a second thought.

He prepared himself. If this guy kept it up, he was going to call for help.

Regardless of what he said, his current actions already made Yang An feel threatened. Therefore, Yang An simply couldn’t believe his words.

Yang An’s firm rejection seemed to have an effect.

After hearing Yang An’s words, the knocking gradually grew fainter, and it soon fell silent outside the door.

’He’s gone?’

Yang An waited quietly for a moment. When no other sound came, it seemed the man had really left. Only then did he slowly let out a breath of relief.

He couldn’t sleep before, and now after this incident, there was no way he could rest easy.

Now that he had calmed down a bit, free from the earlier sense of threat, he could think about what the man had said.

’Was that person really Sixth Senior Brother?’

’Maybe I should find Second Senior Brother tomorrow and try to ask about it indirectly?’

He wanted to be careful. The Life Crane Sect was just too strange.

With this in mind, Yang An decided to find something heavy to barricade the door, just in case.

He had to prevent that guy from coming back. Seeing the door rattling from the heavy blows had filled him with a sense of crisis, as if the person outside could force their way in at any moment.

It wouldn’t do much if the person really did break in, but it would at least give him some peace of mind.

Yang An first approached the door and pressed his ear against it to listen. The outside was indeed quiet again. Reassured, he decided to drag over a cabinet from the corner.

But just as he took two steps, a sudden THUD came from the door, as if someone had slammed their fist against it.

Yang An’s body tensed instantly. The firelight and Buddha’s Radiance that had dimmed around him flared up again in a flash.

’This guy didn’t leave?!!’

"Junior Brother! Are you really going to watch me die and do nothing?"

The voice from outside came again, but compared to before, its tone had turned icy cold.

The palpable sense of threat made Yang An’s heart skip a beat.

’This guy is definitely no good!’

’No, I have to call for help!’

It didn’t matter if anyone could hear his voice. As long as he could make enough noise, he might be able to draw someone here.

But just as he was about to shout.

BANG!

The door was suddenly struck with immense force. The bolt snapped, and even plaster rained down from the walls. The once-shut door was flung open from the outside.

"Junior Brother, if you’re going to be like this, then Senior Brother is coming in!"

As the voice sounded again, a black shadow with an obscured face stood in the doorway, framed by the deep, dark night.

The next moment, the black shadow lunged at Yang An!

...

FUCK!!

Yang An shot up in bed, gasping for air. He found himself drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked through.

He instinctively looked toward the door, only to find that daylight was streaming in from outside. The door was still shut tight. There was no one there.

’Was that... a dream?’

’When did I even fall asleep?’

His Heart was pounding wildly, as if he still hadn’t recovered from the nightmare.

The dream had been far too real. The sense of crisis had felt like a hand tightening around his throat. When the black shadow lunged at the end, he had nearly suffocated.

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

Yang An let out a long sigh of relief. He rubbed his temples, got out of bed, and intended to open the door for some fresh air.

’Wait!’

Something occurred to him, and he froze.

’I’ve never even met Sixth Senior Brother. I don’t even know who he is. Why would I dream about him for no reason?!’

’There’s something strange about this dream!’

He recalled every detail of the dream. The room’s layout was identical to reality, with no changes whatsoever.

But the voice of the Sixth Senior Brother in the dream was completely unfamiliar to him, and he never even saw what the man looked like.

No matter how bizarre a dream is, it should be based on things he’s seen in reality. There should be a corresponding point of reference.

Thinking of this, Yang An immediately became certain that this was no ordinary dream.

’No! I have to go ask Second Senior Brother!’

He pushed the door open. Outside at the courtyard gate, several Corpse Slaves were still standing guard, not having moved an inch from their positions.

"Fugui, do me a favor. Go and ask Second Senior Brother to come here."

Receiving Yang An’s order, the Corpse Slave he had named Fugui immediately set off to obey.

Before long, Second Senior Brother Fu Ming arrived at Yang An’s residence, his face as pale and sickly as ever, coughing as he walked.

He immediately saw that something was wrong with Yang An’s expression.

"What’s wrong with you? Did something happen?"