Chapter 1489: I'm Going to Kill Someone
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Chapter 1487: I’m Going to Kill Someone
The underground prison of Jade Fragrance Pavilion was instantly flooded with powerful demon-beast qi, demonic qi, and Corpse Qi. The air congealed like mud, as if it were a Demonic Path purgatory.
Huā Yīnkè, the Incense Master of the Joyous-Union Sect; Lady Rui, the Demonic Cultivator of the Joyous-Union Sect; Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord, the great Yāo Cultivator of Myriad Demons Mountain; Kugu Sanren, one of the three great hermits of the Skeleton Cave; and Green Corpse Master, the guardian of the Yin Corpse Valley.
These figures were usually impossible to encounter even one of, yet now, for some reason, they had all gathered at Jade Fragrance Pavilion.
It was as if Jade Fragrance Pavilion was not a Joyous-Union Sect stronghold, but rather the headquarters of the Demonic Path.
The rampant and brutal Demonic Path aura filling the air made Yu Cangming’s hair stand on end, and his heart felt as if weighed down by a thousand-pound boulder, making it hard to breathe.
As the Deputy Chief of the Demon Suppression Division, he had weathered countless storms in his life, slain many great Demonic Cultivators, and survived numerous ambushes by powerful demonic leaders. Yet he had never encountered a scene as “grand” as the one before him.
Five Peak Golden Core Demonic Path giants, nearly at the Half-Step Feathered Ascension stage, their murderous auras surging—each one was a blood-soaked, sinister, and ruthless figure.
These great demonic leaders were all giants wanted by the Dao Court. Killing even one would be a great merit.
Yet now, they had all openly appeared in the most prosperous area of Houtu City, on the land of Kun Province.
And he, to kill a mere Incense Master like Huā Yīnkè, had to plan meticulously in advance, set up layers of bait, strike first with assassination, seize the initiative, and only after everything went smoothly would there be a twenty to thirty percent chance of beheading the wicked Huā Yīnkè and eliminating this scourge.
But in the blink of an eye, the situation had changed. Demonic leaders like Huā Yīnkè had inexplicably increased by four, each with different Demonic Path inheritances—demonic beasts, ghosts, and corpses—and none weaker than Huā Yīnkè.
Yu Cangming found it absurd, yet also felt a deep sorrow:
This world had truly changed. The Demonic Path beasts lurking in the shadows dared to be so rampant.
Man’s plans are no match for Heaven’s designs. Perhaps this was fate.
Having spent years suppressing and slaying demons, how could he not fall into a Demonic Path killing trap?
Yu Cangming turned to Gu Changhuai, his face filled with remorse, and said, “Magistrate Gu, I’m sorry.”
Having fought life-and-death battles against the Demonic Path for years, how could he not know that this was a dead end?
Surrounded by demons as they were now, even with his profound cultivation and mastery of concealment, he had at most a ten to twenty percent chance of barely escaping with his life.
Afterward, he would inevitably be severely injured and on the brink of death, and whether he could survive remained uncertain.
As for Magistrate Gu, who was at the Golden Core middle stage, and his two Early Golden Core Stage helpers, they were one hundred percent certain to die.
This was the fate of those who exorcised demons to protect the Dao.
Gu Changhuai’s gaze was cold and stern, but his tone was calm. “Exorcising demons to protect the Dao inevitably leads to death. There’s no need for you to blame yourself, Senior.”
However, as if thinking of someone, a trace of longing flickered in his eyes.
Gu An and Gu Quan also tightened their grips on their swords, ready to face death without fear.
Yu Cangming looked at Gu Changhuai with both regret and remorse.
Mo Hua, watching from afar, couldn’t help but sigh.
Uncle Gù truly lived up to being a big fool. Who knew how much salary he received from the Dao Court Division? With his life-risking determination, he would eventually get himself killed.
Seeing this, Lady Rui couldn’t help but look at Gu Changhuai and smile: “Magistrate Gu, your integrity is truly admirable. It makes this humble woman look at you in a new light.”
The more demonic a seductress was, the more she liked righteous men of the orthodox path, unyielding in character and filled with integrity.
To take him as her Forbidden plaything, toy with him at will, and shatter his Dao Heart, for Lady Rui, this was the most delightful amusement.
Seeing Lady Rui gaze at Gu Changhuai with a seductive and alluring demeanor, the towering Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord of the Myriad Demons Mountain flashed a fierce glint in his eyes. Pointing a finger at Gu Changhuai, he rasped: “This Archive Officer, I want to eat him.”
Lady Rui frowned slightly.
But Kugu Sanren said, “This man is filled with righteous energy and must possess unyielding pride. I want his bones to refine my Magical Treasure.”
Green Corpse Master also spoke, “No, keep him for Corpse Refinement. The corpse of an Archive Officer will be very useful for the upcoming scheme.”
Seeing these demonic figures act without the slightest courtesy, Huā Yīnkè sneered coldly: “Gentlemen, do not forget, this is the territory of my Joyous-Union Sect. Do you intend to fight my sect for this person?”
The Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord looked at Lady Rui and chuckled darkly: “Isn’t Lady Rui also a member of the Joyous-Union Sect? Yet she invited us here to share in the spoils.”
Huā Yīnkè glared darkly at Lady Rui, inwardly cursing this matchmaking bitch for her promiscuity, gathering a crowd of lovers as her backing, truly detestable to the extreme.
Green Corpse Master said, “The Demonic Path is one family, why distinguish between Joyous-Union or not?”
Huā Yīnkè’s expression turned icy, but he was severely injured, and Lady Rui had so many supporters. He could only admit his misfortune.
Kugu Sanren, being inherently cautions, spoke up, “Let us seize him sooner rather than later, to avoid complications.”
Green Corpse Master nodded, “First seize him, then decide how to divide… that works.”
Lady Rui said with a charming smile, “We each cultivate different aspects of the Demonic Path—yang, blood, flesh, corpse, bones… Each can take what suits them. There is no conflict.”
The Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord nodded, “Exactly.”
Green Corpse Master said, “One day, all paths of the demonic way will unite as one, indistinguishable from each other.”
As they spoke, the several demonic figures reached an agreement. Their gazes—some alluring, some ferocious—turned toward Yu Cangming and Gu Changhuai, as if looking at birds in a cage or fish on a chopping block, ready to carve them up and devour them.
At the same time, surges of powerful demonic qi began to churn and swell.
The blood qi of the flood dragon, the seductive essence of desire, pale white skeletal remains, and bluish-green Corpse Poison—all manner of strange phenomena filled the chamber.
A cold, murderous aura spread, and the atmosphere in the room instantly grew tense to the extreme.
Gu Changhuai and the others knew this would inevitably be a fight to the death, and each gritted their teeth.
But just as the demonic qi swelled to its peak, the atmosphere grew oppressive to the limit, and the bloody, brutal battle was about to begin, in that instant, a voice as gentle and smooth as clear jade rang out:
“Enough. Stop fighting.”
The voice seemed mild, but at this critical moment, it made everyone’s hearts skip a beat.
The previously murderous atmosphere also faltered.
The demonic figures followed the sound and finally noticed the two handsome young masters in the corner who had been overlooked until now.
These words had come from the mouth of the young master wearing the bronze mask.
Seeing this young master, who clearly only possessed Early Golden Core Stage cultivation, everyone present wore expressions of sheer astonishment.
Some laughed, some sneered, some found it absurd, while others showed cold indifference and killing intent.
Even Yu Cangming, Gu Changhuai, and the others nearby were stunned, feeling both admiration and amazement. This young man truly had the courage of a bear and the heart of a leopard, his boldness knew no bounds.
When Lady Rui first saw the handsome young master, a smile graced her face, her eyes sparkling like autumn waters. But as she looked closer, she caught a faint, familiar shadow in the young man’s features, and her smile vanished.
The unbelievable scene from years ago gradually surfaced in her mind, and Lady Rui’s face slowly paled: “It’s you…”
With matters having reached this point, Mo Hua slowly removed the mask from his face, revealing his picturesque, delicate features.
Upon seeing this face, the elders of the Joyous-Union Sect, regardless of gender, felt their hearts skip a beat, their breaths catching for a moment.
Seeing this face, Gu Changhuai gradually recognized who it was and instantly drew a sharp breath, his heart filled with both shock and worry.
Gu An and Gu Quan stared wide-eyed, thinking to themselves, could this be… the young Master Mo from back then?!
As for the Demonic Path side, Yu Cangming, Huā Yīnkè, the Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord, Kugu Sanren, and the Green Corpse Master merely frowned slightly, unaware of who this mysterious youth was.
Only Lady Rui’s face was drained of all color, as if she had seen a living ghost.
The Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord frowned and asked, “Lady Rui, who is this boy?”
Lady Rui breathed heavily, her voice trembling, “He is…” She suddenly hesitated, afraid to utter that name directly.
Kugu Sanren pressed, “Lady Rui, who exactly is this boy?”
“Mo Hua.”
The expressions of Gu Changhuai and the other two changed.
Hearing this long-unheard name, memories of the past gradually resurfaced.
In their minds, the clever little disciple of the Great Void Sect from back then slowly overlapped with the gentle, jade-like handsome young man before them.
For a moment, Gu Changhuai and the other two were lost in thought. But then their hearts tightened, wondering why Mo Hua would suddenly risk his life and appear in the prison of the Jade Fragrance Pavilion.
Upon hearing the name Mo Hua, the Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord and Kugu Sanren remained unimpressed.
In contrast, the Green Corpse Master’s pupils suddenly contracted.
The Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord sneered, “No matter where this pretty boy comes from, a mere Early Golden Core Stage cultivator, I could crush him with one hand and swallow him whole in three bites.”
A flood dragon materialized on his arm, and he was about to strike Mo Hua down when Lady Rui suddenly grabbed him, urgently saying: “You must not!”
The Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord frowned, “Why not?”
The other Peak Golden Core great demons also turned to look at Lady Rui, puzzled as to why she would stop them from killing a mere Early Golden Core Stage youth.
Lady Rui was reluctant to speak, but seeing the situation, she could only say with a pale face, “You can’t kill him… If you kill him, you will die…”
Everyone was shocked by her words.
The Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord was so angry he laughed, his gaze icy, “You say… I will die?”
“I, a Peak Golden Core, Half-Step Feathered Ascension cultivator, will die from killing an Early Golden Core Stage boy?”
Lady Rui hesitated for a long time, her gaze complex as she looked at the Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord, and slowly said: “Several years ago, your cousin, the Demonic Flood Dragon Great Lord, died… at the hands of this youth.”
“Not only the Demonic Flood Dragon Great Lord, but also the Late Golden Core Stage Ghost-Child Wanderer of the Skeleton Cave and the Silver Corpse Elder of the Yin Corpse Valley were killed by him as well.”
Upon hearing this, not only the Demonic Path cultivators but also Yu Cangming and Gu Changhuai’s group were stunned, finding it utterly absurd and chaotic.
Had Lady Rui of the Joyous-Union Sect lost her mind? Was she telling some outrageous joke?
Bai Zixi also looked at her Little Junior Brother with a strange expression.
The Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord was first stunned, then erupted in fury, sneering coldly: “What nonsense are you talking about? During the Great Wilderness Transformation back then, my cousin, the Demonic Flood Dragon Mountain Lord, clearly died at the hands of that Strange… that Daoist. Only that Daoist, with his transcendent cultivation, could have killed my cousin.”
Kugu Sanren also sneered coldly, “Indeed, Brother Ghost-Child Wanderer and I were both among the three great Sanren of the Skeleton Cave. He perished in the Great Wilderness Strange Disaster, also at the hands of that unmentionable Daoist. What kind of thing is this youth? Lady Rui, are you perhaps just amusing yourself at our expense?”
Only Green Corpse Master remained silent, his eyes flickering.
Lady Rui was momentarily speechless. It was difficult for her to explain, and she had no reason to explain.
How could a righteous youth who had just entered the Early Golden Core Stage possibly kill three great demonic heads at the Late Golden Core Stage, or even Peak Golden Core?
Even though she had witnessed it with her own eyes back then, she still found it somewhat hard to believe.
Let alone spreading such ‘rumors’ to others.
As for the Demonic Flood Dragon Mountain Lord and the other two, dying at the hands of the terrifying Strange Daoist was understandable, even honorable.
After all, the Strange Daoist was a fearsome figure who had trapped and killed six Profound-Hollow-Void cultivators, single-handedly caused the Great Wilderness Strange Transformation, and brought the Strange Dao into the world.
Dying at the hands of such a terrifying Daoist was nothing, but if… they died at the hands of an unknown righteous youth, that would be an utter disgrace.
Seeing Lady Rui remain silent, the Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord also frowned slightly, unsure of what motive Lady Rui had for fabricating such an absurd lie.
The atmosphere in the room grew subtly tense for a moment.
Mo Hua glanced around, surveying the crowd, and largely grasped the thoughts of these demonic heads.
But he didn’t mind and still spoke gently: “I’m in a good mood today and don’t want to kill anyone. All of you, disperse.”
“If you don’t leave, I’ll start killing.”
The Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord was momentarily angered into laughter by Mo Hua’s words.
You, a mere Golden Core Little Ghost, say you don’t want to kill anyone and tell us to disperse?
Do you really think you’re someone important? Who do you think you are?
But Lady Rui, upon hearing Mo Hua’s words, felt a sudden tremor in her heart.
Seeing that the other demonic path giants didn’t believe her, Lady Rui only pondered for a moment before making a decision.
“This concubine is feeling unwell and will take her leave first.”
Better for others to die than for this concubine to perish.
During the Great Wilderness calamity and the Dragon Pool transformation back then, the Strange Daoist was indeed terrifying, but this Young Master Mo was also an unfathomable monster.
If they truly angered this little monster, life and death would be a matter of a blink.
If you want to die, die yourselves. This concubine won’t accompany you.
Lady Rui thought to herself, then swept up a sky full of red petals and swiftly retreated into the shadows, her figure vanishing from the prison.
Though her demeanor was elegant, her retreat was extremely fast.
Her bewildering behavior left the other demonic heads stunned and confused.
Even more absurdly, seeing Lady Rui leave without hesitation, Green Corpse Master seemed to confirm something as well and said: “There are matters to attend to in my sect. I shall not accompany you further.”
Then he, too, vanished in a gust of corpse wind.
Leaving Huā Yīnkè, the Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord, and Kugu Sanren behind, the three of them stared at each other in bewilderment.
Kugu Sanren, who had no flesh and only white bones, cultivated the Ghost Dao. He was suspicious and cautious by nature, knowing that words meant nothing, but actions spoke volumes.
Seeing Lady Rui and Green Corpse Master retreat without hesitation, and retreat faster than the wind, he was unwilling to take risks. Without even saying a word, he transformed into skeletal bones and burrowed underground.
In the blink of an eye, only the Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord remained among the great demonic masters.
In his heart, the Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord cursed Kugu Sanren to the heavens.
Though his nature was cruel and reckless, he was no fool.
Lady Rui dared not lay a hand on this Young Master Mo.
Green Corpse Master had also left without hesitation.
This clearly indicated that this pretty-faced young master, even if his own cultivation was lacking, must have a formidable background—perhaps backed by several Ancestor or Daoist-level figures.
If all the demonic masters had been present, he might have risked testing Young Master Mo’s limits.
But now that everyone else had withdrawn, for him to make a move would be sheer foolishness.
What if testing him truly meant meeting his end? That would be utterly laughable.
Better to first uncover this kid’s background, then decide whether to kill or spare him.
The Bloody Flood Dragon Mountain Lord cast a cold, sneering glance at Mo Hua, his voice hoarse as he said: “Next time we meet, I will devour you alive.”
With that, he too strode away, dragging his mountain-like frame into the darkness.
In an instant, only Huā Yīnkè remained among the Peak Golden Core demonic cultivators in the entire area.
Huā Yīnkè was utterly dumbfounded.
Mo Hua glanced at him and said, “You should leave as well. If you don’t go, I’ll have to kill you.”
If he stayed any longer, even if Mo Hua didn’t act, Yu Cangming would surely kill him.
For a moment, the prestigious Peak Golden Core, Half-Step Feathered Ascension demonic master and Joyous-Union Sect incense master, Huā Yīnkè, was left speechless. Gritting his teeth, he waved his hand and led the group of Joyous-Union Sect elders in a hasty retreat.
The surroundings fell silent in an instant.
In the short span of an incense stick’s time, the five demonic giants who had just been raging with demonic flames, rampant in their arrogance, and devouring people without leaving a trace, were all ‘persuaded’ to retreat by Mo Hua’s single sentence: “If you don’t leave, I’ll have to kill you.”
Yu Cangming, Gu Changhuai, Gu An, and Gu Quan all stared blankly at Mo Hua, feeling as if the scene before them was as absurd as a dream, utterly baffled by what had gone wrong in these demonic masters’ minds.
Only Bai Zixi gazed intently at her gentle yet “overbearing” Little Junior Brother, her eyes sparkling brightly.