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Chapter 119: Demon Catchers Take a Loss, What Does It Have to Do With My Close Companion, the Genera
Chapter 119: Demon Catchers Take a Loss, What Does It Have to Do With My Close Companion, the General?
Outside Yong'an City, in the muddy countryside.
A middle-aged man with broad shoulders stood with his hands hanging down, clouds and mist swirling between his arms, and his fingertips slightly trembling, obviously from exerting himself too hastily.
"Tsk tsk, Yunhe Zhenyi."
Facing him, a ferocious beast with slightly mottled fur raised its neck. It was only about ten feet long and looked like an old ordinary tiger.
It strolled casually on the spot, "You tell me, I just wanted to eat a few ordinary Condensation Realm cultivators. Why was his luck so bad that he encountered the two of you?"
At these words, Xiao Qiangwei's expression showed a hint of helplessness as she glanced to the side.
A skinny old man sat on the ground, panting heavily, his face bruised and battered, with a broken arm and half a missing foot.
Someone who didn't know better might have thought he was the main fighter.
"How did you manage to break through to the Condensation Realm?"
Jiang Chengyun turned his head, his eyebrows furrowed in a tight knot, his aura sweeping technique having such a devastating effect.
"Not every brute has your backgrounds, nor the Demon Catchers' relentless cultivation."
The Mountain Lord slowed his pace, trying to hide it, but his front legs still showed a slight limp.
As a perfected Condensation Realm demon lord, he had been forced out of Yong'an City by two Ingot Realm juniors. His words seemed to be making up for Deng Jianyuan's loss, but they were heavily laced with sarcasm and were also meant to save face for himself.
After speaking, the Mountain Lord shook his head, "That's about enough. If you continue, the two of you will surely die here."
"You make it sound like you can leave," Xiao Qiangwei scoffed.
"Exactly," the Mountain Lord didn't argue. Demons who had lived for three to four thousand years would not easily risk their lives, even if their odds of winning were much higher. After all, this place was within the jurisdiction of the Twelve Counties of Qingzhou, and a powerful expert could arrive at any moment.
"Take out the aura you stole from me and hid in your bell, and we'll call it quits."
Seeing the other party still hesitating.
The Mountain Lord bared its fangs and smiled, "The Demon Catchers are, after all, part of the court. If you two continue to delay, Yong'an City will be devoured by my three unfilial sons... I know you're not thinking of taking this plaything back for credit."
As these words came out.
A hint of emotion finally flickered across Xiao Qiangwei's delicate face.
"You plan to give it to your grand-nephew and have that famous General You come to exterminate me? Let me tell you, since I dared to come here, I naturally have a place to recuperate. My sworn brother, the White Deer, has already prepared a feast, awaiting my return."
The Mountain Lord arrogantly licked its claws, "If you want Qingzhou to lose another Demon-Subduing General, go ahead and try."
Hearing the name White Deer, Jiang Chengyun's hand, which had relaxed slightly, clenched into a fist once more.
Among the seventeen known Pill-Holding Demon Lords, the White Deer Demon Lord held a seat.
Of course, the other party was not famous for their cultivation.
But rather for joining forces with various sects in Yushan County, ambushing and killing a Demon-Subduing General, and even more astonishingly, escaping from Jiang Qiuluan's grasp.
"..."
Jiang Chengyun remained silent for a long while before speaking in a deep voice, "Very well, I'll erase it."
The two of them were already struggling to hold off this powerful demon, let alone defeat it. The gap between the perfected and the initial stages of the Condensation Realm was simply too vast, even though they were among the strongest in their realm.
Moreover, even if they had two more people of the same caliber, the Mountain Lord would still be able to escape.
What the demon said was true; if they didn't return soon, Yong'an City would be left empty.
"Who asked you to teach me?"
Xiao Qiangwei took out a strand of golden aura and, in front of the Mountain Lord, coldly extinguished it.
This also represented the Demon Catchers taking a definite loss.
Not only had they gained nothing, but they had also left a city heavily damaged...
"Can you leave now?"
Jiang Chengyun narrowed his eyes, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.
"Oh no, some brats are planning to return to Qingzhou to ask their grandmother to deal with me! What should I do now?"
The Mountain Lord hadn't gotten to devour any Condensation Realm cultivators, so his trip had been in vain. However, compared to the severe losses suffered by the people in front of him, his mood was still relatively good.
Standing atop a mountain peak, it threw back its head and let out a long roar, "Roar!"
Then, with a hint of impatience, it dug its claws into the mud, preparing a feast for itself. Ironically, it was those three brats who ended up with full bellies.
For a long time, there was no response.
The Mountain Lord's outstretched paw paused slightly, then it let out an even louder roar, "ROAR!!"
Birds scattered in fright, and beasts trembled and prostrated themselves.
The Mountain Lord turned anxiously, a guess forming in its mind, though it found it hard to believe.
A fierce light appeared in its eyes as it took a step towards Yong'an City, but after a moment, it slowly retracted its step...
Leaving behind a low howl tinged with sorrow, the Mountain Lord suddenly leaped and rushed towards the cave mansion of its sworn brother, the White Deer! It didn't care who it was; it wanted that person dead!
"Hmm?"
Jiang Chengyun halted, a puzzled look on his face as he glanced back.
Three tiger roars in succession, each carrying a different implication.
"Let's go first."
Xiao Qiangwei furrowed her brows, her voice slightly urgent as she reminded them. Then, a trace of red appeared at the corner of her lips.
She quickly wiped it away.
Showing weakness at this moment might even draw the Mountain Lord back.
Without needing her reminder, Deng Jianyuan, with only half a foot left, dragged his heavily injured body and stumbled towards Yong'an City.
Even if Jiang Chengyun looked down on him.
The old man had also fought with his life on the line. Though he was considered weak in the Ingot Realm, in the eyes of the people of Yong'an City, he was their only spiritual pillar.
Without the Demon Catchers' far-sightedness, Deng Jianyuan had been lazy in his youth, uninterested in the affairs of Qingzhou. He was content to stay in Yong'an City, keeping the city as lively as it had been in his younger days.
Now, he just hoped that when he returned to the Deng family, he wouldn't find a yard full of corpses.
Stepping through the city gates.
On the long street, yamen runners bustled about, while most of the common folk stayed indoors.
On the contrary, wails of grief emanated from several well-appointed compounds with shiny plaques.
"Still having the energy to cry... means they're alright..."
Deng Jianyuan heaved a sigh of relief. Yong'an City had been peaceful for hundreds of years, but that didn't mean other places were so lucky. Demon calamities were a common occurrence.
He left a trail of blood as he walked, finally reaching the familiar gate of his compound.
Two constables happened to be walking out, and seeing his pitiful state, they tremblingly bowed, "Old Master, your selflessness is admirable!"
"Go to your mother's selflessness."
Deng Jianyuan's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz. He pushed past the two men and finally stumbled into the main hall.
Over a hundred familiar faces turned to look at him, and though their faces still carried a hint of fear, he recognized them all.
Deng Jianyuan bent over, supporting himself on his knees, and slowly counted the number of people. As his gaze swept the room, a look of surprise gradually appeared in his eyes, "Not... not a single one missing?"
He stared blankly at the little girl sitting in the master's seat.
"Uh, well..."
Lin Rou stood up awkwardly, waving her hands, "It really has nothing to do with me."
She had simply sat here all night, and because of her nervousness, she had drunk seven or eight bowls of tea.
Just then, two figures stepped in simultaneously.
Jiang Chengyun circled left and right, "Why are you still here? Where's Shen Yi?"
Lin Rou rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on, "He said he was going... for a walk."
As soon as he heard this, Jiang Chengyun looked at her in confusion, "Just now?"
"Cough cough." Lin Rou pinched her fingertips, speaking softly, "It's probably been about four hours."
Hearing this, Xiao Qiangwei couldn't help but smile wryly. She found a place to sit down, pressing her hand against the wound hidden under her red robe. She had advised the young man not to bother with the Deng family, but she hadn't expected him to abandon Lin Rou as well.
Such a person was truly suited to be a demon catcher; he wouldn't die easily.
I thought I wouldn't be able to update today... I rewrote Chapter 3, and it's almost done. I'll post two chapters first, and continue this afternoon.
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