Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 188

"Welcome, honored True Disciple senior brothers, to Jade Spirit City. The banquet and dances have been prepared, please—"

Ding Ming, True Disciple disciple of Fierce Nether Peak, wore a raven-black fitted long robe, a black jade at his waist, a silver-iron fan in his hand, and a rather handsome face.

At this moment he was smiling broadly, cupping his hands in salute.

"Many thanks to City Lord Wang. Some time ago, Brother Wei and I went to the outskirts of the Eastern Extreme Capital to investigate information for a while, and came here to rest our feet."

"No need to be so polite. We are fellow disciples of the Exalted Sect, and when traveling outside we should naturally support one another. Since I am the host here, treating you both well is only proper. Senior Brother Ding, just call me junior brother. Calling me City Lord is too distant."

"Then Ding Ming shall respectfully accept, Junior Brother Wang~"

"Senior Brother Ding!"

Wang Yu had already mastered the art of speaking according to the situation, showing one face to a person and another to a ghost. At first glance there were no flaws, but it was obvious that Ding Ming too was a clever man who handled appearances with skill.

On the side, Wei Shanze, who felt ignored, gave a cold snort, shoved Wang Yu aside without courtesy, and strode straight toward the main hall.

"Enough with the false courtesy, you two smiling tigers."These days have been tiring. Quickly bring out the good stuff, and prepare three fine concubines for this True Disciple to accompany me tonight. Move along—"

Wei Shanze was a square-faced man, tiger-backed and bear-waisted, standing over nine feet tall. His clothing was rough and bold: short trousers with a tiger-head belt, upper body mostly bare save for a half-leather armor piece on the left side, with messy black hair draped over his shoulders.

He gave the impression of a big brute with a muddled brain.

"Junior Brother Wang, do not mind him. Brother Wei has always been like this. Let us head in as well."

"Hehe. Senior Brother Ding, please."

Wang Yu’s face remained calm, though inwardly he was quite displeased.

What kind of so-called temperament is this? If Wei Shanze acted like this before a Nascent Soul cultivator, would he not be beaten half to death? What kind of useless boorishness is that? It was nothing more than bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Once inside the main hall, the intentions of these two became increasingly clear.

Ding Ming spoke: "Junior Brother Wang, why is Brother Zhuo not here? I heard he came to you early."

Wei Shanze had already sat down, seemingly devouring meat and wine, but in truth his ears were focused entirely on this exchange.

Wang Yu felt a flicker of suspicion.

Why were they looking for Zhuo Shouqing? And even staging a show of intimidation? Was this meant for Zhuo himself? But there was no enmity between them...

Thinking for a moment, he replied.

"Brother Zhuo went to Cloud Dream Pavilion to amuse himself with Lady Yun. If you two wish, I can send someone to take you there."

"No need, no need, we only mentioned it casually. Why trouble Junior Brother Wang further? Since you prepared this banquet, let us eat first."

Ding Ming declined and truly sat down to drink.

Wang Yu had no choice but to suppress his doubts and join in. At such a feast there had to be conversation, and nowadays the Eastern Extreme Capital was the hottest topic.

Ding Ming took the lead, speaking of his recent gains at the ruins: "Junior Brother Wang, your city is so close to the ruins. Have you ever gone to see them?"

"Never."

"That is such a pity. Recently more and more people are gathering there. If you had set out earlier, perhaps you could have taken advantage of your proximity."

"I, Wang, do not have such fortune. Since Senior Brother Ding has arrived, those treasures naturally belong to you."

"Hahahaha, I shall borrow your good words, Junior Brother."

"Senior Brother is too polite."

Boom.

As the two exchanged courteous words, raising each other higher and higher, this testing back-and-forth had not yet borne fruit when Wei Shanze lost patience.

He slammed the table to pieces with one palm, roaring angrily.

"You two buzzing like flies, what are you droning on about! Can I not even eat in peace? What are you staring at me for, want to fight?"

Wang Yu quickly retreated, glancing from the corner of his eye at Ding Ming.

Seeing that he too revealed a trace of anger, Wang Yu realized with surprise: so Wei Shanze truly was not acting on Ding Ming’s orders? Could he really be just a reckless brute?

While he pondered, Wei Shanze suddenly lunged straight at him, shouting.

"I, Wei, have always hated pretty-faced weaklings like you. Today I am in foul spirits. Come here and let me vent my anger!"

"Ridiculous. Do you really take yourself so seriously?"

Fighting was impossible. Wang Yu could only rely on the city’s formation to preserve his dignity as City Lord.

In an instant, countless vajra chains formed by the formation wrapped tightly around Wei Shanze. The man, caught off guard, froze before exploding with brute force to break free.

But it was useless. Dozens, even hundreds, of chains forged by the formation bound him like a caterpillar.

Ding Ming suddenly burst into laughter, venting long-held frustration.

"Wei Shanze, I endured you all the way here. You fool, you do not even realize the City Lord’s residence is protected by a formation. And you dare call yourself a scion of the Wei clan."

From his tone, it seemed the Wei clan had produced many formidable figures. Wang Yu felt somewhat puzzled.

Wei Shanze froze too. "Ding Ming, was it not you who said to teach this brat a lesson? You said you were short on money, and since Jade Spirit City is fertile and rich, we came here to squeeze some benefit!"

"You speak nonsense. Even now you dare to slander me."

Ding Ming turned toward Wang Yu, about to explain, when he saw even more vajra chains pointing their sharp ends toward him.

The City Lord Wang’s expression was cold, and his words were equally blunt.

“I do not care what scheme you are plotting, nor what play you are acting.

“Ever since I came to Jade Spirit City, in the very first year I wiped out two clans, including families like the Bai Clan that possessed peak Foundation Establishment cultivators.

“I also once gave the order to exterminate Jade Spirit’s Golden Abundance Tower. Whoever offends me will not walk away intact today.”

Ding Ming was startled in his heart. Things were ruined. He had not expected this City Lord to be insane.

Wei Shanze’s eyes also widened.

“To destroy Golden Abundance Tower… younger martial brother Wang, your courage is extraordinary. This elder brother was momentarily confused, misled by villains. Quickly, release me.”

Their reactions left Wang Yu somewhat uncertain.

These two had been in Cloud Ridge Prefecture for several months, yet only managed to dig up such shallow information. The deeds he, Wang, had done were not only famous throughout the Crimson Kite Demonic Domain, but even within Cloud Ridge Prefecture alone he was widely known.

Especially in the storm center of Jade Spirit City. For a long period, almost everyone knew his name, and cultivators often discussed him as a hot topic.

Their appearances now did not look like they had been gathering information.

It seemed they had not even contacted the locals here, which would explain it.

Most likely… they had entered the ruins of Eastern Extreme Capital directly, encountered troublesome matters or discovered some mysterious unknown, and came to seek out Zhuo Shouqing.

Although Zhuo Shouqing’s strength was lacking, his identity was high and he knew many secrets.

As he pondered, Wang Yu gradually discerned the two men’s purpose. He grew more confident and looked toward Ding Ming.

“Xie Xie’an sent you, did he not.”

Ding Ming’s eyes flickered as he laughed awkwardly.

“How could that be. I only came to rest for a few days. This barbarian insisted on following me. I was unwilling, so I thought to make him suffer a little. Who would have expected that Brother Wei truly had no idea of the City Lord’s authority… ha.”

“You fart. It was you. You incited me to do this.”

Before Wang Yu could answer, Wei Shanze shouted angrily again. Even though his body was bound like a silkworm cocoon, he still stretched his neck as if to smash Ding Ming with his iron head.

“Enough.

“Speak. What does Xie Xie’an want to ask Zhuo Shouqing.

“If I am in a good mood, I will naturally help you ask. If not, do not think of leaving. Wait until the matters of the Eastern Extreme Capital ruins are over, then you may leave.”

The atmosphere in the hall fell silent. Wei Shanze did not speak again. Ding Ming pondered for a while, then finally smiled.

“I did not expect to be seen through by junior martial brother Wang. Shameful.”

The fact that Wang Yu could see through their purpose meant only that Zhuo Shouqing was trustworthy. Since he had said he bore no grudge against these two, then it was true.

But these three True Disciples had come across endless miles together. Their strength was not enough to dominate the ancient ruins alone, so the possibility of cooperation was extremely high.

The conflict between the two was mostly an act.

A small part, yes, was genuine, with Wei Shanze taking the chance to vent. His contempt for Wang Yu was planned, and cursing Ding Ming as well was simply his own little scheme.

This man was rather interesting, crude yet meticulous.

Wang Yu had to admit, once he understood, his opinion of Wei Shanze shifted slightly.

“Speak.”

Ding Ming nodded, pulled out a chair from the ruined woodpile, sat leisurely, and said.

“Xie Xie’an entrusted me to inquire at Zhuo Shouqing’s side. He wishes to ask about the ending of the Sword Cultivators and the Soul Demons. As for further details, I do not know.”

“The ending…”

A gleam flashed in Wang Yu’s eyes. So Xie Xie’an also knew of this story. Did he believe Zhuo Shouqing knew the outcome. Yet when Wang Yu asked last time, Zhou Shouqing said he did not know.

The reason for such a question must be that in the Eastern Extreme Capital they discovered traces left by that ancient era soul-path demonic cultivator. Quite possibly within the Jingzhao Evil Suppression Prison.

The Rakshasa True Demonic Scripture, the Asura Slaughter Sacred Scripture.

The two originated from the same source. If they somehow merged in a strange way, what then.

For example, those blood-forged shackles and chains, ancient treasures specially refined for sealing. No matter what, the fact that they could bewilder the mind was extremely illogical.

Ding Ming suddenly asked, “Junior martial brother Wang seems to know something.”

Wang Yu nodded. “Only a few speculations. Not necessarily the truth.”

“Can you tell me a little.”

“No.”

Ding Ming was instantly choked, his face stiff.

“Brother Ding and Brother Wei are both True Disciples of the two peaks. If you help us today, this favor will surely benefit you in the future.”

“These words are not false. But I, Wang, only care about the present. This matter we will speak of later. Since Brother Ding did not act, a fee of fifty thousand spirit stones will cover the damage. As for Wei Shanze…”

Wang Yu flexed his wrist. Under his divine sense control, the dense Vajra chains loosened, exposing most of Wei Shanze, leaving only his limbs and neck tightly bound.

In the next instant.

The Wind And Thunder Secret Art he had trained for several months suddenly burst forth on from his body. Thunder roared and wind howled, dazzling blue lightning and plain cyan gale force gathered upon his fist.

Dragon roars resounded, wind and thunder followed.

Wei Shanze felt pain throughout his body, his eyes nearly bulging out.

“Ah—”