Inner Demons

Chapter 176: Fury Share Comments

The old man thought about his words for a while, and he didn't know if he was convinced. But in the end, he still raised his saber and walked forward, announcing his name in a hoarse voice. "I am Killer Ghost Meng'e. I do not kill those who are nameless. Who are you, sir? State your name!"

By now, the situation had become uninteresting to the two cultivators. They had originally just thought of him as an amusing fellow to toy with. But now the situation had inevitably devolved into the vulgar plot of "fighting and killing." Cultivators had no interest in sparring with people from the martial arts world.

They were also too lazy to talk nonsense with some "Killer Ghost Meng'e." That Ziguzi casually pulled a Talisman from his sleeve and, with a flick of his wrist, activated it.

Then he took a big step toward Black Saber Ying Jueran and Killer Ghost Meng'e and reached out.

As soon as the Talisman was activated, the two martial arts experts were immediately enveloped by a sudden sense of weakness, and they thought to themselves that this was not good!

It was not the kind of weakness that came from a fierce battle or the kind of exhaustion from physical labor. At that time, there would still be a fire in their hearts. They would know their bodies were tired, but their hearts would still want to keep going.

But this feeling now was the kind of weakness you would feel on a rainy, breezy night in spring, lying on a bamboo mat by the window listening to the sound of falling flowers. The body didn't want to move, and the heart didn't want to move even more.

They didn't even want to hold their sabers.

A Talisman that an Illusory Realm cultivator could easily write with a casual flick of his hand instantly subdued the two martial arts experts.

Ziguzi walked up to them and reached out, grabbing them by the neck like he was catching chickens and easily lifting them into the air. He shook them hard.There was a series of clanging, crashing, and rattling noises. Sabers, short knives, daggers, flying darts, hook claws, iron caltrops, fine hemp ropes, cow tendon ropes, copper coins, broken silver, and gold leaves...

They all fell to the ground.

Then the cultivator pressed down on their bodies and casually threw them on the ground.

The Spiritual Power that was domineering to the secular people and more powerful than the most profound internal energy sealed the two men's pressure points. They could only move their mouths and eyes, but nothing else.

It was only then that Zhi Youzi, who had been watching coldly from behind, spoke. "Black Saber Ying Jueran. Killer Ghost Meng'e... what is your status in this secular martial arts world?"

Ying Jueran now clearly understood what kind of people he had encountered.

According to legends, only the most unfortunate and ignorant martial arts practitioners would provoke a cultivator on a road or in the wilderness, which would happen perhaps once every decade.

However, this was his second time this year.

Although the feeling of fatigue on his body had not yet faded, and his pressure points and blood flow were now sealed with an incomparably domineering force, he still tried to speak. "I have a great reputation in the Weicheng prefecture... Most ordinary martial arts practitioners will show me respect... In the Great Qing Dynasty, um... I am also quite... quite prominent in the southeast..."

"You just said that if the golden statue of the Divine Dragon Cult were stolen, the cult members would scatter like birds. Are you sure?" Zhi Youzi asked again.

"...Ah, yes, I am! Huh?" Ying Jueran's eyes widened in surprise. "Are you two immortals not..."

"Why are you so sure?"

The other party did not respond to his question. He just exchanged a few words with Ziguzi and then came to ask again, as if he were just a talking book.

Ying Jueran was not angry about this contempt. In fact, anyone who could easily make a second-rate martial arts expert, who had already touched the boundary of the first-rate, instantly lose his fighting ability was enough to make him forget all other emotions in his heart.

He just wanted to know...

If there was a chance to obtain such a technique!

So he said again, "Because those... believers... are actually all for, for... for..."

He repeated it many times but still couldn't say the next sentence. In the end, he couldn't even speak clearly, and his face turned purple.

It was only then that Ziguzi realized that even though he had tried his best to reduce his power to avoid killing the two of them, the Spiritual Power was still too domineering for secular martial artists.

He snorted coldly and stomped his foot lightly on the ground, shaking up two small stones. He kicked them, and the stones shot out quickly, unsealing the two men's pressure points.

Ying Jueran's speech finally became clear. But he was not in a hurry to stand up. He just finished his sentence. "Those believers are not truly devout; they are just in it for their own benefits. If the golden statue is stolen, they will quickly realize—"

He tried to say his words as clearly as possible and saw that the two cultivators were starting to think about something.

The expressions on their faces were calm and indifferent, and they hardly ever looked at him and Meng'e.

Therefore, Ying Jueran knew that this was not a good sign. When people like this killed, they would not hold back.

He gently touched Meng'e, who was not speaking next to him. The old man understood that Great Hero Ying meant to "wait for the opportunity, and if something goes wrong, immediately retreat."

Then Ying Jueran thought for a while and said:

"I was blind just now and unintentionally offended you two immortals. But I have also met another immortal in Weicheng before, at the Qiao Family's residence..."

He spoke while observing the expressions on the two cultivators' faces.

He found that their eyes lit up, and they turned to look at him in unison.

He felt slightly relieved and organized his words to be more concise. "...That loyal servant is the Killer Ghost Meng'e next to me. Because that Daoist Li Yunxin's martial arts skills were extraordinary at the time, I paid attention to news about him. Later, I learned that another Daoist Lingkong had come to Weicheng, and the two were friends."

"You two immortals are also from the immortal world and are now in Weicheng, so you must be familiar with Daoist Lingkong. Then... you probably also know that Daoist Li Yunxin—"

When Ying Jueran said this, his tone had lost all its martial arts flavor, which made the two cultivators a little surprised. This person... didn't seem to be a complete ruffian.

But what they cared about was not this detail, but "Daoist Li Yunxin" in Ying Jueran's words.

After he had finally finished saying what he knew, Zhi Youzi and Ziguzi looked at each other and frowned slightly.

"You saw that Li Yunxin in the Qiao Family's courtyard that day, and so you paid attention to him," Zhi Youzi said, thinking about Ying Jueran's words as he asked him slowly and carefully. "So you inquired about him in the following days. You originally thought he was a reclusive master, and then you found out... that he was a cultivator. It is precisely because you paid attention to him and inquired about him that you know he speaks in a very strange way. What do you mean by 'strange'?"

Ying Jueran suddenly realized that he had made his second mistake of the night.

These two cultivators and that Li Yunxin... were not on the same side.

But for secular people, it seemed they couldn't be blamed for making this kind of mistake. It was like how the people in the marketplace all believed that the big officials in the capital city protected each other and worked together to assist the emperor.

Knowledgeable people naturally knew that this was not the case. There was infighting in the officialdom, and the emperor was not supreme. However, when it came to the Mystical Gate and immortals, even the most knowledgeable secular people were not much more enlightened than the ignorant common people's views on the officials of the capital.

...Not to mention him.

But Zhi Youzi's eyes were full of serious and heavy curiosity at this moment, and he had to answer.

Ying Jueran took a deep breath. "This strangeness... is that he has a very unique way of speaking... A few strange words and curse words he likes to say—it is said that he likes to curse and has a bad temper—are words that others have never heard before. For example, he says things like 'mentally retarded,' 'brain damaged,' 'insane,' and so on... um..."

"You also said that a friend of yours saw Li Yunxin again a few days ago. And you have seen him again these past few days. Neither your friend nor you have noticed any difference between this Li Yunxin and the previous one. Does this mean—" Zhi Youzi leaned forward slightly, staring at Ying Jueran. "That the current Li Yunxin is the same person as the Li Yunxin you saw in the Qiao Family's courtyard? Because his way of speaking is something no one else in this world has?"

"Think carefully before you answer me."

There was nothing to think about. The only thing that was unclear was what the other party would do after he answered.

Ying Jueran's mind was racing, and in the end... he still couldn't think of a good solution.

So he could only secretly gather his strength, ready to retreat at any moment. He said in a deep voice, "Yes. He should be the same person."

Zhi Youzi immediately straightened up and turned to Ziguzi. "Master's side has a problem. Li Yunxin is not dead. Things are not what we thought."

"At that time, Fairy Lingkong had news that Li Yunxin was a Painting Daoist who could make a Precious Scroll. This kind of person is now the Divine Dragon Cult Master. This Divine Dragon Cult is not as simple as Master thought." Ziguzi also frowned. "Chiwen, Yazi, Lord of Dongting... these things might not be what we thought. This news is—"

The two cultivators looked at each other. The next moment, a smile suddenly appeared on their faces at the same time. "—What a great deed!"

They were not nervous at all, not in the slightest.

They believed they had the capital for this. A True Realm cultivator was in charge, and thirty-six Intent Realm and Illusory Realm cultivators were gathered in Weicheng. With such a magnificent lineup, they could level the Weicheng prefecture in three months. Even if things went wrong, it meant that it would be their credit, not a crisis.

"The young man we saw during the day was Li Yunxin. A Painting Daoist. Hmm... I seem to have heard from senior cultivators that they are not good at fighting..."

"No. Precisely because he is a Painting Daoist."

"What do you mean by that?"

"We are good at close-quarters combat, while a Painting Daoist is good at planning and then acting. Li Yunxin must be prepared. We cannot be careless. A Painting Daoist is also a cultivator, so it is not wrong to be cautious."

"Alas. That is true. But a Painting Daoist... also doesn't have much of a legacy, so he probably isn't that clever. It's a pity we don't have any handy treasures. If we did—"

"That's right. If we had some treasures, alas, if we could capture that Li Yunxin, it would be an even greater deed!"

The two of them spoke very quickly, saying so much in the blink of an eye and leaving Ying Jueran and Meng'e on the side. The two martial arts experts looked at each other in the dark alley and wished they could block their own ears.

Although they didn't understand, they knew that the other party was talking about secrets of the cultivation world. If the two of them heard them, how could they be allowed to leave?

In the end, Zhi Youzi sighed. "Speaking of treasures. Alas. The year before last, on the Celestial Emperor's birthday, I went to the Kongyun Sect. Do you remember Daoist Hongxia of the Kongyun Three Sons? He had Intent Realm cultivation, and his Daoist Arts were quite ordinary. However, he had a Ruyi in his sleeve, and when he activated it, the light was so dazzling that no Yin Spirit would dare to come near. I asked about it, and you know what?"

"That Ruyi is something that every personal disciple of the Kongyun Sect leader has. I was so envious."

Ziguzi also sighed with him but then shook his head. "Brother, you don't need to be envious of them. Let's just talk about this Dragon's Son Yazi. He is a Dragon's Son! Once we kill him, his dragon horn, dragon scales, dragon tendons, and dragon soul will all be treasures. Master is a generous person, so we will certainly get some benefits. And that Li Yunxin... tsk, tsk, if we capture him, we can make him draw some paintings for us, and Master probably won't say anything—"

"That's right. But let's talk about these things tomorrow." Zhi Youzi stopped talking and glanced at Ying Jueran and Meng'e, suddenly remembering something.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood after just getting a great deed, he asked. "Listening to your words just now, it seems you have a grudge against the Yu Manor and that Eagle King Fort. But why did you come to Weicheng to provoke the Divine Dragon Cult now?"

Ying Jueran hesitated for a while and said in a deep voice, "To right a wrong for a friend."

Zhi Youzi thought this was an uninteresting reason. "Tsk. You would do such a thing? What friend?"

After saying this, he was about to walk away. The two martial arts experts thought that since they had heard secrets, the other party would surely kill them to keep them silent. However, in the cultivators' minds, there was no need to. Although killing them with a single finger was a simple matter, it would create a killing karma, and secondly, if someone later found a reason to cause trouble for them for "indiscriminate killing," it wouldn't be worth it. They had all heard about Fairy Lingkong killing Pu Nanzi.

It was like just sweeping the ants on the table onto the floor because you didn't want to get your fingers dirty, rather than crushing them. A single Talisman would make these two people fall asleep for half a month, and the matter would be resolved.

After all, they were just two secular people...

In the eyes of the cultivators, they were just "people."

But after casually asking this question and taking two steps, he didn't hear an answer.

Zhi Youzi turned his head to look.

If they were too scared to speak, or if the injury had delayed their answer, or if they were thinking about how to answer, Zhi Youzi would have continued walking. It was just a casual question, and he didn't care about the answer.

But what he saw was Ying Jueran leaning back against the dark corner, with only a pale chin showing. His lips were tightly pressed into a line.

He refused to answer.

"How tactless," Zhi Youzi raised his hand.

Since he refused to answer, he didn't want to listen. The transition between one thought and another could be easy and fast. He had not wanted to kill them just now because he was afraid of trouble. But at this moment, just because the other party "didn't want to answer," he suddenly felt a little unhappy and realized that "killing them" was actually a valid reason.

Not wanting to get your hands dirty and just sweeping the ants off the table, and thinking of something else and crushing the ants with a casual flick—for the ants, it was a matter of life and death, but for the person, it was not even a matter at all.

A hint of green light appeared on his fingertip. Li Yunxin could release spiritual energy to shatter an Illusory Realm cultivator's Snow Mountain Qi Sea. An Illusory Realm cultivator could also release a small amount of Spiritual Power that was almost nothing to other cultivators but was a fatal blow to a secular person.

Ying Jueran saw that hint of green light and subconsciously raised his hand as if to block it.

Killer Ghost Meng'e also saw the green light and slightly rose up, as if wanting to pounce forward and stand in front of Ying Jueran.

It was at this moment that they heard a light voice:

"I suddenly feel that this person is not bad. What do you think?"

Then a sweet, sugary, delicate voice said, "What the King says must be right."

Then a thin, gentle voice said, "Hehe, that old man, oh, my King, that old man from the Qiao Family!"

Before Ying Jueran and Meng'e could figure out what was happening, Ziguzi and Zhi Youzi's hearts were filled with a sudden sense of alarm!

They hadn't even discovered that there were people hiding nearby!

Several Talismans were immediately activated in their hands, and layer after layer of light flashed on their bodies. Then Ziguzi guarded the front, and Zhi Youzi held a brush in the back, leaning against the wall that had already been stamped with a yellow Talisman. He yelled sharply, "Who is there?"

A moment later, the "important people" revealed themselves.

A young man in a white robe was sitting on the top of the wall on one side of the alley, with one leg on the wall and the other dangling down, swinging. He was holding a Tear Bamboo Bone folding fan and was smiling non-committally. He was not looking at the two of them but at Ying Jueran and Meng'e.

A good-looking woman in black was sitting next to him, with her legs tucked in, gently massaging his shoulders with her two small, white fists.

There were also three other men standing on the top of the wall next to the woman in black. They were well-behaved and did not speak. Their faces were shrouded in darkness, making them hard to see clearly.

There seemed to be another figure farther away.

But... the other party must have used some kind of spell before. In fact, these people had been sitting and standing on the wall the whole time...

Watching what had just happened.

Now that they had revealed themselves, they no longer concealed their aura. Zhi Youzi and Ziguzi looked at each other, and their faces didn't look very good. Because at this moment, the alley was filled with...

Demon energy!

It was the Divine Dragon Cult leader Li Yunxin.

The two Daoist Orthodoxy cultivators' minds were racing, trying to figure out what this sudden event meant and whether the two of them could escape from the group of demons. And on the other side, Li Yunxin had already spoken to Black Saber Ying Jueran. "So you're a fan of mine. Then let me ask you: for whom are you trying to right a wrong?"

Ying Jueran's mind was filled with a hundred things he couldn't understand. But he only knew one thing: this group of people on the wall was extremely arrogant. And seeing the two cultivators' reactions, he realized that this group of people... was terrifyingly strong.

He no longer needed to think about other problems. He knew that today, only these demonic people could save him and Meng'e.

However, even so, he paused for a moment and did not answer immediately.

That Li Yunxin was not annoyed. He just looked at him with great interest. "What, you still don't want to say?"

Ying Jueran took a deep breath. "Immortal master, your power is great, but you do not know our martial arts affairs. That person... once the news is leaked..."

"Okay." Li Yunxin raised his fan to interrupt him, as if he didn't care about the answer.

He pointed at Ying Jueran and Meng'e and turned to Zhi Youzi and Ziguzi.

"I am protecting these two people."