Chapter 231: So Many Shadow Demon Cultivators
The intense battle between the shadow demon cultivators and Yang Chanyu triggered explosions that sounded like thunder, awakening the entire Puppet Immortal City.
Unexpectedly for everyone, the battle suddenly unfolded, turning the whole Puppet Immortal City into a battlefield.
Tonight was destined to be a night of fierce turmoil.
The incident happened abruptly, while Fei Si was still handling official duties at his desk.
Upon hearing the news, he immediately grabbed the seal on his desk, infused it with mana, and activated part of the city's defensive formation to observe the battle's situation.
He even reviewed the scenes from the earlier battle.
Fei Si narrowed his eyes, with flashes of brilliance flickering unpredictably within them. From Yang Chanyu's appearance and subsequent behavior, he sensed the thick scent of conspiracy.
His reaction was swift, and he immediately ordered the full activation of the City Lord's Mansion's defensive formation, turning its power to maximum.
Then, he promptly sent someone to report the emergency situation to Meng Kui.
Finally, he issued a command to contact the city guards, gather the people from the City Lord's Mansion, and instruct them not to act rashly.
With the current unclear situation, he needed to assess things before taking action.
Yang Chanyu had suddenly appeared near the City Lord's Mansion, and she carried the true scripture of the Demon Sect.
This Demon Sect's scripture was clearly the key treasure that the entire city had been fiercely discussing in recent days.
Yang Chanyu was being relentlessly pursued by the shadow demon cultivators, and the latter deliberately revealed that Yang Chanyu had the Demon Sect's true scripture. It gave the impression that Yang Chanyu had just stolen the scripture from the City Lord's Mansion, only to be intercepted by the shadow demon cultivators midway.
"This is clearly an attempt to frame someone!" Fei Si remained expressionless.
He silently reminded himself, "The enemy is in the dark while we are in the light. The enemy has planned numerous plots, and it’s impossible they didn’t calculate our response."
"So, we cannot act hastily, to avoid falling into their trap."
Just as Fei Si finalized his strategy, in the next moment, he heard an enraged roar he was very familiar with.
"Shadow demon cultivators, you finally show yourselves! Let’s see where you can run this time!"
A short middle-aged man with one blind eye, his muscles bulging like a stone block, shot into the sky, charging fiercely toward the shadow demon cultivators.
The person was none other than Chi Dun, Meng Kui's right-hand man.
Fei Si's vision momentarily blacked out, and he ground his teeth in frustration. "That brute!"
Chi Dun's momentum was unstoppable.
He had no interest in the Demon Sect's true scripture, focusing entirely on attacking the shadow demon cultivators.
The shadow demon cultivator was none other than Sun Lingtong in disguise.
Seeing Chi Dun, a Golden Core cultivator, chasing him down with the intent to devour him whole, even Sun Lingtong felt a chill, sensing immense psychological pressure.
"What’s going on?"
On the other side, near Ning Zhuo’s residence.
Zheng Shuanggou and Zhou Nongying hid themselves, communicating through sound transmission.
Tonight, it was their turn to be on duty, guarding Ning Zhuo.
Neither of them rushed to take action.
After exchanging thoughts, they also worried that this might be a ploy by the enemy to lure them out, creating a defense gap around Ning Zhuo.
Boom!
Just as Chi Dun was about to catch up with him, Sun Lingtong, still disguised as the shadow demon cultivator, quickly took out a bottle of pills and smashed it onto the ground.
Instantly, the dark medicinal powder transformed into a massive black fog, rapidly spreading and obscuring everyone’s vision.
Chi Dun didn’t hesitate for a moment, charging headlong into the thick, heavy smoke like a rampaging bull.
Near Ning Zhuo’s residence.
"Is that the shadow demon cultivator?" Zhou Nongying inquired.
Zheng Shuanggou frowned deeply, casting a detection spell as he fully investigated the rapidly spreading black fog. "I’m not sure. This black fog is somewhat ambiguous."
As he spoke, he drew out his signature weapons—the Sun-Moon Dual Hooks—and held them in both hands.
Seeing his companion eager to join the battle, Zhou Nongying quickly stopped him. "Calm down, we need to wait until Lord Zhu Xuanji and the other Golden Core cultivators arrive before taking action."
"If you’re uncertain, then this shadow demon cultivator might not be real; it could very well be Fei Si’s trick!"
Previously, Yang Chanyu had launched a surprise attack on Ning Zhuo.
After that incident, Zhu Xuanji and the others discussed the possibility that Yang Chanyu might be colluding with the City Lord’s Mansion and was hired by Fei Si.
If this were the case, then the current battle between Yang Chanyu and the shadow demon cultivators would be a play staged by the City Lord’s Mansion to deal with Zhu Xuanji’s faction and spread a third-layer rumor.
The likely intent would be this: Since everyone is suspecting that the City Lord’s Mansion has taken the Demon Sect’s true scripture, they would now stage a performance where the scripture is taken by someone else, proving once and for all that the City Lord’s Mansion no longer holds the scripture.
Boom, boom, boom!
Deep within the rapidly spreading black fog, a series of terrifying explosions erupted.
Clearly, within the black fog, Yang Chanyu and the shadow demon cultivators were engaged in an even more intense battle.
Yang Chanyu let out a cold snort, seemingly severely wounded, and shouted, "Shadow demon cultivators, I’ll remember you! Since you want this true scripture so badly, go ahead and take it."
As she spoke, everyone saw a streak of pink light shoot out from within the thick black fog.
Within the pink light was a stone tablet.
Not long after, the shadow demon cultivators suddenly burst out of the black fog, flying at full speed, chasing after the Demon Sect's true scripture.
In that instant, all the Golden Core cultivators watching felt their hearts skip a beat.
Who wouldn’t want to obtain the Demon Sect's true scripture?
Even though they had already formed their Golden Cores and couldn’t change their cultivation techniques, this Demon Sect's true scripture was connected to the Lava Immortal Palace and the Three Sect Laws, making it incredibly valuable.
Even if they couldn’t use it themselves, it would still be valuable to contribute to other factions or use it for trade, guaranteeing immense rewards.
For a moment, everyone’s eyes were fixed on the true scripture as it shot through the sky above Puppet Immortal City, drawing a long arc before falling toward a corner.
And this corner was near Ning Zhuo's residence.
This made both Zhou Nongying and the restless Zheng Shuanggou feel a sense of unease.
"This is likely the City Lord's Mansion's scheme," Zhou Nongying muttered, "Brother Zheng, quickly retrieve this true scripture to prevent it from causing chaos and drawing the battle here, endangering Ning Zhuo’s life."
Zheng Shuanggou flew into the sky, dual hooks in hand, directly rushing toward the Demon Sect's true scripture.
In a nearby house.
A Golden Core disciple of the True Transmission from the Taiqing Palace also felt a jolt in his heart.
He had been lurking near Ning Zhuo’s residence for some time, investigating the source of rumors and eyeing the Demon Sect's true scripture.
The Taiqing Palace's True Transmission Golden Core cultivator believed that if he could obtain the true scripture, it would be beneficial for his future takeover of the Lava Immortal Palace!
Even if he couldn’t acquire the Lava Immortal Palace in the future, the Demon Sect's true scripture would still be valuable to him.
Whether for cultivating his own power or contributing to the Taiqing Palace, it would be useful.
So when he saw the true scripture flying near him, he felt an overwhelming urge to seize it.
He immediately took out a set of pitch-black clothing from his storage ring.
"Fortunately, I prepared in advance."
If Ning Zhuo, Zheng Shuanggou, or Chi Dun had been present, they would have noticed that this pitch-black clothing was almost identical to that worn by the shadow demon cultivators.
It turned out that the True Transmission disciple of the Taiqing Palace, due to his identity as a righteous cultivator, found it inconvenient to act openly.
Upon hearing about the shadow demon cultivators, he immediately set out to forge these garments.
After all, what did the shadow demon cultivators' actions have to do with a True Transmission disciple of the Taiqing Palace?
Zheng Shuanggou charged forward, seeing the true scripture within reach, and reached out to grab it.
A pitch-black figure suddenly collided with him.
Boom!
Zheng Shuanggou swung a fierce strike with one hook.
He clashed with the shadow demon cultivator—the True Transmission disciple from the Taiqing Palace—and both were forced to retreat, the blast of their exchange sending the Demon Sect's true scripture flying into the air.
"How is there another shadow demon cultivator?!" Zheng Shuanggou was shocked.
The Taiqing Palace's Golden Core True Transmission landed on the ground, quickly rose, and flew into the sky again.
With a casual wave, he condensed a large hand of mana to grab the falling true scripture.
"Don’t even
think about it!" This time, Zheng Shuanggou intercepted the True Transmission disciple.
With a swift strike, he shattered the large hand of mana.
The shadow demon cultivator—Sun Lingtong—was also rushing toward the true scripture, but he was farther away.
Chi Dun was following closely behind, keeping his eyes firmly locked on him.
Sun Lingtong was frustrated. "This brute Chi Dun is completely brainless. The true scripture is right there, yet he’s fixated on me."
Sun Lingtong glanced at the chaotic battle and felt puzzled as well—who was this second shadow demon cultivator?
Chi Dun’s thoughts were far simpler: "It doesn’t matter who the real shadow demon cultivator is. I’ll just catch the closest one and beat them up."
Sun Lingtong gave it his all, running and using the various buildings in Puppet Immortal City to hinder Chi Dun’s pursuit.
Since Chi Dun was part of the City Lord's Mansion, he couldn’t act recklessly, which allowed Sun Lingtong to delay him for quite some time.
Zheng Shuanggou and the shadow demon cultivator—the Taiqing Palace True Transmission—were locked in an intense battle.
Seeing that Sun Lingtong was about to reach the true scripture, Yang Chanyu suddenly flashed into view, appearing directly where the true scripture was.
Yang Chanyu once again grabbed the Demon Sect’s true scripture, chuckling as her face blossomed with a smile.
She flew off with the true scripture, about to slip through the Puppet Immortal City’s formation gap and enter a hidden passage to escape the battlefield.
Suddenly, a golden light shone down!
Yang Chanyu was caught in the golden light, her speed drastically reduced.
Within the golden light, Zhu Xuanji’s figure appeared, descending from the sky.
Yang Chanyu repeated her old trick. "You want the true scripture? Take it, then!"
This time, she threw the true scripture directly at the shadow demon cultivator—the Taiqing Palace’s Golden Core True Transmission.
But Zhu Xuanji paid no attention to the true scripture, still charging straight at Yang Chanyu.
Yang Chanyu, unable to retreat into the hidden passage in time, had to temporarily change direction, fleeing while casting spells to attack Zhu Xuanji.
The shadow demon cultivator—the Taiqing Palace’s True Transmission—did not expect the "good fortune" to fall into his hands!
He slightly stepped back and grabbed the true scripture.
The moment he touched the true scripture, he felt as if he had instantly comprehended many profound techniques.
"The Demonic Blood Tendon Technique!" The Taiqing Palace’s True Transmission’s eyes widened, his face showing ecstatic delight.
At that moment, he was absolutely certain—this was a genuine Demon Sect true scripture!
(End of chapter)