Redemption of a Born Demon

Chapter 142 - 141: Secretly Coveting, Malice Meets Opportunity

"Once I’ve perfected this technique, I’ll come looking for you again."

Moncalis took a deep breath, pushed himself up from the ground, and stared at Yi Beidou as he spoke.

This man’s strength was far beyond his estimations.

He was a man who stood at the pinnacle of the world. As a former high-ranking member of the ancient Church Court, he had witnessed countless powerful beings and learned many secrets.

Once, when he defected from the Church Court, there was even a true Angel among the experts sent to hunt him down.

He had originally thought there was nothing left in this world that could shock him, but he discovered he was wrong.

That person was standing right in front of him.

It was truly a stroke of luck to encounter such a figure on this trip to Donghua.

"It was an honor to fight you, Moncalis. Until we meet again."

His clothes were torn to shreds, and blood seeped from the pores on his skin. He looked utterly wretched, yet when he performed a gentleman’s bow, he still appeared incredibly elegant.

Then, he turned and left, heading to the other side of the street.

He had already gotten what he wanted. Whatever else happened in Modu no longer concerned him.

Yi Beidou watched the man depart. The aura around him slowly dissipated as he deactivated Celestial Slaughter Seven Stars, his body returning to its normal state.

Faint traces of blood seeped from his pores, a result of his capillaries rupturing from the high-speed circulation of his Qi and blood.

Not only that, but Yi Beidou also felt his internal organs churning as if a blazing fire were burning inside him, creating a strong sense of discomfort.

The power of Celestial Slaughter Seven Stars was growing stronger, but its side effects had intensified as well.

With Seven Stars Appear Together, his body was damaged. He was no longer in his peak condition and would need some time to recover.

Under these circumstances, it wasn’t a good idea to go looking for another opponent.

His gaze swept across the city, seeming to pierce through the towering skyscrapers to see what was happening in the distance.

He could read the world by Observing Qi.

Countless auras were entangled, clashing and churning against one another.

Battles were breaking out all over the city.

Among them were many familiar auras.

Zhou Qingchen, Huang Tianhu, Yue Ming...

He wasn’t the only one fighting.

Moreover, the situation in Modu this time was different from what had happened in Dragon Tiger Town.

In Dragon Tiger Town, it had merely been an exchange of Taoist Skills, not a true life-or-death battle. Everyone had held back, so the injuries weren’t serious. It had been possible to face all the experts in a single day.

But in the Modu Street Fight, the foreign Martial Artists had malicious intentions. While it might not escalate to a fight to the death, the duels would inevitably cause significant injuries. They couldn’t possibly end quickly and would surely last for a considerable period.

’There’s no need to rush.’

Yi Beidou withdrew his gaze. He glanced at Elena, who stood silently amidst the ruins, but paid her no mind and walked toward Zhu Zi’Er instead.

"Where are you heading next?"

Yi Beidou asked Zhu Zi’Er.

"I’m going to keep wandering around the city. Thanks for your help this time. Here."

Zhu Zi’Er reached into the satchel at her waist, pulled out a lollipop, and handed it to Yi Beidou.

"This will help you recover from your injuries."

Zhu Zi’Er said, then waved her hand and left without another moment’s delay.

"Let’s go. We’ll head to the hotel first, then you can all do as you please."

Yi Beidou said to Meng Qianyuan and the others.

He needed to recuperate first and recover to his peak condition before seeking out other opponents.

According to his Celestial Demon Sensing, Moncalis wasn’t even the most threatening "prey" in the city.

Elena watched as Yi Beidou’s group got into an oversized SUV and sped off, and she let out a small sigh of relief.

That single glance from Yi Beidou had sent a genuine shiver of fear down her spine.

’Donghua... it seems quite dangerous. I need to change my plan. Becoming an observer seems like a good choice.’

’I wonder what would happen if he went up against those three from the Starry Sky Country. I’m really looking forward to it...’

Elena muttered to herself and also turned to leave.

For a moment, tranquility returned to the street. Only the half-collapsed wall, the street surface that looked as if it had been plowed, and the shattered fountain in front of the commercial plaza remained to tell the tale of what had just transpired.

Only after all the Saint Experts had left the scene did the staff from the Special Security Bureau swarm in to handle the aftermath.

They recorded what needed to be recorded. The relevant penalties would be sent to the consulates of the respective countries afterward. All damages would have to be compensated for twofold, and could even be used as bargaining chips in future diplomatic relations.

Although this fine was just a drop in the bucket for Saint Level experts and national powers, not a single cent of the money owed would be overlooked.

The onlookers who had been hiding in nearby buildings poured onto the streets, erupting into a clamor of discussion.

The battles that had just taken place could no longer be described by the term Martial Arts Dao.

Especially the final battle between the two men with their Blue and Golden Flames. Many people had actually managed to capture photos and videos. Although the footage was incredibly blurry, it still proved that it hadn’t been a hallucination.

It was a shock that was hard to put into words.

The images and news of these battles would inevitably spread, and the relevant departments were already prepared for it.

After all, Yi Beidou’s wasn’t the only clash between Saints in the city today. No matter how many personnel were deployed, it would be impossible to cover it all up.

The world should know the power of Body Ascension.

Among these onlookers, an Asian man of average build picked up his phone and began muttering rapidly into it.

The man wasn’t speaking the Donghua Language, but Japanese.

「Meanwhile.」

In a room at the top of Modu’s Global Financial Mansion.

The entire room was decorated in a pure Japanese style. Its main structure resembled a torii gate, and red threads were wound across the ceiling.

Hanging from these red threads were wooden plaques covered in red patterns, ears of wheat, shide paper streamers, tomoe, bells, and other objects. On the wall was a bright yellow pattern resembling a blooming chrysanthemum.

Red candles were lit inside the room, and incense smoke curled upwards. As the candlelight flickered, it cast blurry shadows on the walls, creating a strange and unsettling atmosphere.

At this moment, a man in a Kendo Uniform was sitting cross-legged on a tatami mat in the center of the room, his eyes tightly closed.

A tachi lay across his lap.

The tachi was simple and archaic in design. Its scabbard was pure black, without any extra ornamentation, but it exuded a sense of ancient history.

The man’s aura gradually calmed and diminished until it was almost non-existent, as if he had merged with his surroundings. The candlelight in the room also stopped flickering.

ZING!!

Just then, the man drew the tachi.

The long blade left its sheath, revealing a mottled edge. Although it was extremely well-maintained, such an ancient weapon was no longer suitable for combat.

It couldn’t even cut through a Saint’s body, and its edge would likely dull after striking just a few ordinary people.

However, this tachi’s purpose was not for combat.

The moment the tachi was drawn...

BUZZ!!

Inside the sealed room, the steady candlelight suddenly flickered as if a cold, sinister wind had begun to blow.

TING-A-LING!

The wind chimes hanging from the red threads on the ceiling chimed crisply. The wooden plaques covered in red patterns knocked against each other, and the shide, ears of wheat, and tomoe all began to sway.

Even the curling incense smoke began to warp bizarrely in mid-air.

On the wall painted with the bright yellow chrysanthemum pattern, the man’s shadow flickered with the candlelight and the twisting incense smoke, creating a strange scene.

Faintly, the shadow of the incense smoke seemed to coalesce into the shape of an Evil Ghost, as if it were about to lunge at the man.

Just then, the man suddenly opened his eyes.

The ghostly shadow formed by the incense smoke instantly exploded, and a glint of a blade flashed in the man’s eyes before vanishing.

The tachi in his hand also seemed to grow calm in an instant, losing its ferocious aura.

It was as if some kind of True Intent from within the tachi had been absorbed into his mind.

"I will borrow you to serve as my ’Heart Blade’."

The man said in a low voice, sheathing the tachi.

This tachi was similar to the Silent Heart Sword that Fang Xiuyuan once wore. Although it was no longer practical for real combat, it contained an immense magnetic field of True Intent, making it an extremely powerful Dharma Artifact.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

Just then, there was a knock on the room’s door.

"Come in," the man said.

The door was pushed open, and a woman with a graceful figure walked into the room.

Her hair was pinned up, her lips were fiery red, and a small beauty mark graced the corner of her mouth, giving her a very mature charm.

"Mr. Ooshima, we just received word. Donghua’s Yi Beidou has fought three Saints in a row and is now on his way to his hotel. The time for you to act has arrived."

The woman’s voice was soft and gentle, seeping into one’s very bones and sending a tingle through their entire body.

But Ooshima Junichi’s expression was completely calm.

He knew full well that the women of the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect were no simple characters.

"I understand."

Ooshima Junichi nodded slightly and slowly stood up.

For this trip, they had conducted a detailed investigation into Donghua’s new generation of experts. They had carefully assessed each person’s importance and threat level to derive a comprehensive index.

Among them, Yi Beidou had the highest score, ranking first among the known new-generation Saint Experts from Donghua.

He was Donghua’s youngest Saint, and possibly the world’s. His strength had grown by leaps and bounds in just half a year, and he had once cornered a Corpse Dissolving Immortal in a direct confrontation. His personality was domineering and his actions aggressive, making him an extreme threat in terms of both strength and potential.

The Donghua Martial Arts Realm and the Japan Martial Arts Realm had a deep-seated grudge that could not be easily resolved. Therefore, if the opportunity arose, they needed to weaken this threat as much as possible.

"Mr. Ooshima, please be careful. In a short period, this man has fought and defeated three Saints in a row: Li Taiyu of Goryeo’s Sky-Splitting Daoist School, the Crimson Queen of Italy, and even the defector from the Church Court, Moncalis, the strongest of Western Europe’s new generation."

"This man’s ferocity is at its peak. Although we cannot kill him on Donghua’s soil, we must break his Daoxin to neutralize this great threat. However, according to our intelligence, he should be in a weakened state right now. The rest is up to you, Mr. Ooshima."

A brilliant smile appeared on the woman’s face.

"Keep this blade safe for me."

Ooshima Junichi’s expression was calm, showing neither joy nor sorrow. He said nothing more, simply handing the sheathed tachi to the woman.

"The Demon Blade, ’Three Generations Cut’. I will certainly keep it safe for you, sir."

The expression on the woman’s face grew serious as she solemnly accepted the blade.