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Chapter 119: Demon Hunters' Misfortune and My Personal Escort's Involvement
Chapter 119: Demon Hunters' Misfortune and My Personal Escort's Involvement
Outside Yong'an City, in the muddy countryside, a middle-aged man with broad shoulders stood with his hands hanging by his sides. Mist swirled around his arms, and his fingertips trembled slightly, indicating that he had exerted himself hastily.
"Tsk tsk, Cloud Crane True Intention."
Across from him, a ferocious beast with slightly mottled fur raised its neck. It was only about ten feet long and looked like an ordinary, aged tiger.
The beast leisurely paced back and forth, "You know, I just wanted to eat a few ordinary Condensation Core Perfection cultivators, like him. Why is my luck so bad that I encountered the two of you?"
Hearing this, Xiao Qiangwei's expression showed a hint of helplessness as she glanced to the side.
A thin, old man sat on the ground, panting heavily with a "huff huff" sound. His face was covered in wounds, one arm was broken, and half of his foot was missing.
To an outsider, they might think that he was the main fighter.
"How did you manage to break through to the Condensation Core Realm?"
Jiang Chengyun turned his head, his eyebrows furrowed tightly. His sweeping gaze could have left anyone in such a state.
"Not every warrior has the background you two have, and you've been nurtured by demon hunters who spare no effort."
The Mountain Lord slowed its pace slightly, trying to hide its limp, but its front leg still showed signs of injury.
It was a Condensation Core Perfection Demon Lord, yet it had been forced out of Yong'an City by two junior cultivators. Its words seemed to make up for Deng Jianyuan's shortcomings, but they were also filled with mockery, seeking to save face for itself.
After speaking, the Mountain Lord shook its head. After a whole night of entanglement, neither side could claim victory, and it already had thoughts of retreat, "It's about time. If we continue fighting, both of you will surely die here."
"You're talking as if you can just walk away," Xiao Qiangwei said with a cold smile.
"Exactly," the Mountain Lord didn't refute. A demon that had lived for three to four thousand years would not easily risk its life, even if its chances of winning were much higher. After all, this was one of the twelve counties of Qingzhou, and powerful cultivators could arrive at any moment.
"Take out the breath you hid in your bell, the one you just took from me, and let's call it quits."
Seeing that the other party was still hesitating, the Mountain Lord bared its fangs and smiled, "Demon hunters are still people of the court. If you two continue to delay, Yong'an City will be devoured by my three unfilial children... I know you don't plan to take this back for credit."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Qiangwei's pretty face finally showed some emotion.
"You want to give it to your nephew and ask the famous Marshal You to come and exterminate me? Let me tell you, since I dared to come here, I naturally have a place to recover. My brother, the White Deer, has already prepared a feast and is waiting for my return."
The Mountain Lord licked its claws arrogantly, "If you want to reduce the number of Demon Subduing Generals in Qingzhou by one, then go ahead and try."
Hearing the name of the White Deer, Jiang Chengyun's weakened palm tightened again.
Among the seventeen Demon Lords who had obtained the Embracing Core to Nurture Spirit technique, the White Deer Demon Lord held a position.
Of course, the White Deer was not famous for its cultivation alone.
It was known for joining forces with various sects in Yushan Prefecture and ambushing a Demon Subduing General, and more shockingly, it had escaped from Jiang Qiulan.
"..."
Jiang Chengyun remained silent for a long time before speaking in a deep voice, "I'll pinch it."
The two of them had a hard time just holding this powerful demon at bay, let alone defeating it. The gap between the Core Formation Realm and the Perfection Realm was simply too vast. Even though they were among the strongest in their respective realms, this was the best they could do.
Moreover, even if they had two more cultivators of equal strength, the Mountain Lord would still be able to escape.
The Mountain Lord was right; if they didn't leave soon, Yong'an City would indeed become an empty city.
"You're the one teaching us."
Xiao Qiangwei released a strand of golden aura and, in front of the Mountain Lord, coldly pinched it out.
This also signified that the demon hunters had fully acknowledged this setback.
Not only had they gained nothing, but they had also caused heavy casualties in a major city...
"Can we leave now?"
Jiang Chengyun narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressing the anger in his heart.
"Oh no, a child is planning to return to Qingzhou to ask his grandmother to intervene! What should I do now?"
Although the Mountain Lord didn't get to eat a human body medicine from a Condensation Core Realm cultivator, and its trip was essentially fruitless, it still felt better than the few people across from it who had suffered heavy losses.
As he left, he couldn't resist mocking once more, and seeing Jiang Chengyun's discomfited expression, he turned away satisfied. Soon, he disappeared into the forest.
All jokes aside, if he had to wait here for You Longtao or that old granny, he'd be a fool.
Standing atop the mountain peak, he raised his head and let out a long howl, "Roar!"
Then, growing impatient, he dug into the dirt with his claws, preparing a feast for himself, but instead, those three kids ate until they were stuffed.
A long time passed without a response.
The Mountain Lord's extended claw paused, and then he let out an even louder roar, "Roar!"
Startled birds fell from the sky, and the beasts on the ground trembled and crawled.
The Mountain Lord turned around anxiously, a suspicion forming in his mind, yet he found it hard to believe.
His eyes filled with ferocity, and he took a step towards Yong'an City, but soon, he slowly retreated...
Letting out a low howl of sorrow, the Mountain Lord suddenly leaped and rushed towards his White Deer sworn brother's cave! He wanted that person dead, no matter who it was!
"Hmm?"
Jiang Chengyun's body froze, and he turned around in confusion.
Three tiger roars echoed, each carrying a different meaning.
"Let's go first."
Xiao Qiangwei's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she urged in a slightly hurried tone, her lips then turning red.
She quickly wiped it away.
Showing weakness at this moment might even draw the Mountain Lord back.
Without needing her reminder, Deng Jianyuan hobbled forward, his body covered in blood and injuries, rushing towards Yong'an City.
Even if Jiang Chengyun looked down on him.
The old man had fought with all his might, he was weak in the Condensation Core Realm, but in the eyes of the people of Yong'an City, he was their only pillar of strength.
Unlike the Demon Hunters who had a broader perspective, Deng Jianyuan had always been laid-back in his youth, unconcerned about Qingzhou's affairs, content to stay in Yong'an City and maintain the lively atmosphere of his youth.
Now, he only hoped that when he returned to the Deng Clan, he wouldn't find a courtyard full of corpses.
He stepped through the city gates.
On the long street, city watchmen bustled about, while the common folk stayed indoors.
Instead, wails of sorrow echoed from the grand courtyards with their shiny plaques.
"Still have the energy to cry... that means they're safe..."
Deng Jianyuan breathed a sigh of relief. Yong'an City had been peaceful for centuries, but that didn't mean other places were as fortunate; demon disasters were common.
Leaving a trail of blood behind him, he finally reached the familiar courtyard gate.
Two constables emerged, and upon seeing his pitiful state, they trembled and bowed, "Sir, you're a true hero!"
"Go to your mother's hero."
Deng Jianyuan's voice was barely audible. He pushed past them and finally stumbled into the hall.
Over a hundred familiar faces turned to look at him, their faces still carrying traces of fear.
Deng Jianyuan leaned on his knees, and as he scanned the room, his eyes widened in surprise, "Not... not a single one missing?"
He stared at the young girl sitting in the main seat.
"Um, so..."
Lin Rou stood up awkwardly and waved her hand, "It really has nothing to do with me."
She had simply sat here for the whole night and, due to her nervousness, had drunk seven or eight bowls of clear soup.
Just then, two figures strode in.
Jiang Chengyun looked around, "Why are you still here? Where's Shen Yi?"
Lin Rou rubbed her temples and said with a slight headache, "He said he was going out... for a walk."
As her words fell, Jiang Chengyun looked on in confusion, "Just left?"
"Cough, cough." Lin Rou pinched her fingertips and whispered, "It's probably been four hours now."
Hearing this, Xiao Qiangwei couldn't help but smile wryly. She found a spot and sat down, pressing her hand against the wound beneath her red robe. She had advised the youth not to worry about the Deng Clan, but she hadn't expected him to abandon Lin Rou as well.
People like him were truly suited to be Demon Hunters, fearless and resilient.
I thought I wouldn't be able to post today, but I revised Chapter 3, and I'll post two chapters now and continue this afternoon.
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