Chapter 3: Slaying Demons Amidst the Gale and Night Rain

“Hahahaha!”

The tiger demon couldn't help but laugh wildly upon hearing this. Its roar was like a thunderclap, startling the birds and beasts in the forest into scattering in all directions.

“Hahahaha! Daoist, you can’t even save your own life, yet you still think of taking mine?”

“Go to hell!”

Dozens of *chang gui* (vengeful ghosts of those killed by the tiger) surged forward one after another. No matter how powerful that Daoist at the Dao Foundation stage might be, how long could he possibly hold out?

It wasn't as if no cultivators had tried to slay the demon to make a name for themselves before, yet hadn't it remained here in Qingping Mountain, reigning supreme all the same?

Cold winds howled, and ghosts wailed!

The ghostly energy formed by dozens of *chang gui* was truly overwhelming!

That grim, twisted ghostly energy shrouded a radius of over a hundred *zhang*. One by one, the *chang gui* hid within the dense fog, revealing only glimpses of their claws and scales, making the surroundings of the Mountain God Temple look like a veritable ghost realm.

Seeing Jiang Sheng surrounded by so many *chang gui*, the old man’s spirit completely collapsed, and he slumped to the ground, utterly powerless.

“It’s over, it’s all over! The Daoist is dead, and we two are going to die too!”

The little grandson was so terrified that his face turned pale; he trembled all over, unable to utter a single word.

The tiger demon turned its head to look at the grandfather and grandson in the dilapidated Mountain God Temple, baring its bloody maw in a hideous grin. “You two human cattle, don’t be in such a hurry. Once I’ve eaten that tender-fleshed Daoist, I’ll eat your grandson, and you’ll be last!”

Hearing this, the old man’s face was streaked with tears, and he sobbed uncontrollably. “It’s all my fault! Grandson! It’s all Grandpa’s fault! If only Grandpa had listened to the Daoist!”

The old man truly regretted it. If he had believed Jiang Sheng earlier and taken his little grandson away safely, they wouldn't be trapped here now with no hope of escape.

Just as the old man was beating his chest and weeping in regret, Jiang Sheng’s voice suddenly rang out from within the ghost realm: “If you’re counting on these *chang gui* to exhaust me, then the Mountain Lord is overthinking it.”

The tiger demon turned its head in astonishment, only to see that the previously gloomy ghost realm now had cracks filled with light, looking just like a shattered glass sphere!

*Crack, crack, crack.*

As if glass were breaking, the grim ghost realm shattered in an instant!

The tiger demon was shocked to see Jiang Sheng standing in place like a green pine, having not moved an inch, his long sword unleashing streaks of cyan sword energy!

The sword energy pierced through the ghost realm, tearing the *chang gui* apart directly, causing them to dissipate into nothingness with painful wails.

As each *chang gui* was wiped out by the sword energy, one after another, they turned into ghostly energy and returned to the heavens and earth.

The tiger demon’s heart bled as it watched this!

Those were its *chang gui*, its capital, the very foundation of its dominance over Qingping Mountain!

The tiger demon could not stand by and watch its *chang gui* continue to be wiped out by Jiang Sheng.

It roared at the sky, its angry howl shaking the mountains and forests. The rolling sound waves tore through the air like an air cannon, heading straight for Jiang Sheng.

“Kill!”

With a roar, the demon tiger leaped up, its three-*zhang* body pouncing toward Jiang Sheng like a small mountain—a hungry tiger stalking its prey!

“Daoist, watch out!”

Seeing that Jiang Sheng was still alive, the old man was overjoyed, but seeing the demon tiger launch its attack, he hurriedly warned him in a panic.

Jiang Sheng remained calm and composed, completely unbothered by the tiger demon’s offensive. With a twist of his body, he dodged the tiger’s pounce as lightly as a swallow in flight.

When the tiger demon missed and turned to look for Jiang Sheng, it saw that he was already standing on its Mountain God altar!

That was its spot!

“You damned Daoist!”

The tiger demon was furious and ashamed. It opened its mouth to gather strength, and infinite demonic power converged within.

With the tiger demon’s roar, that demonic power transformed into a pillar of wind spewing from its mouth. In one shot, it churned through the night rain and wind, piercing through the curtain of rain with the momentum to shred everything in its path, heading straight for Jiang Sheng.

*The tiger follows the wind!*

The tiger demon was naturally aided by the wind, and after becoming a demon, it had mastered all sorts of wind arts. This move, "Wind Roar," could turn rolling demonic winds into a tornado that swept out to shred its enemies!

Jiang Sheng, however, remained indifferent, slowly raising his three-foot blue blade high toward the sky. “A mere trick.”

As the pillar of wind roared toward him, Jiang Sheng calmly swung his long sword down: “Slash!”

The cyan lotus flowers blooming around the pitch-black sword radiated pale cyan sword energy, spanning a hundred *zhang*!

The cyan sword energy collided with the tiger demon’s Wind Roar, and the tornado of demonic wind, condensed from rolling demonic energy, was instantly pierced through by the sword energy!

The violent, roaring demonic wind dissolved into the heavens and earth in the blink of an eye.

The old man and his little grandson stared with wide eyes: This Daoist is actually this powerful?!

Could he be an immortal descended to the mortal world?!

Jiang Sheng looked at the tiger demon and smiled slightly. “Mountain Lord, do you have any other tricks up your sleeve? If you’ve run out of skills, then you’re going to die!”

“Damn it! Damn it! Damn human cattle!” The tiger demon’s face was twisted, unable to tell if it was anger or fear!

The Daoist before it was too terrifying!

He had many methods, great skills, and a mysterious background!

It didn't even know when such a powerful Daoist had appeared in Qingshan County, and he even wanted to steal its territory!

Too terrifying!

The tiger demon was already fearful, but it knew even better that if it didn't kill Jiang Sheng, it wouldn't be able to escape at all!

Suddenly, the tiger demon’s eyes rolled, and it had an idea: it couldn't beat Jiang Sheng, but what about a sneak attack?

If it pretended to surrender first and then launched a sneak attack when Jiang Sheng was off guard, wouldn't it be able to eat this Daoist with its abilities?

Thinking of this, the tiger demon suddenly prostrated itself on the ground. “Daoist, your divine might is great! This little demon is willing to serve as your mount. Please spare this little demon’s life!”

The grandfather and grandson were overjoyed. “The Daoist has really subdued the tiger demon!”

The old man’s eyes were dim, and he couldn't tell the truth from the lie, but Jiang Sheng saw it clearly. The demon tiger appeared to lower its head in submission, but the cunning and ruthlessness in its eyes had not diminished in the slightest!

“Oh? In that case, I shall spare your life.” Jiang Sheng said, sheathing his sword and deliberately taking a few steps forward.

*Opportunity!*

The demon tiger knew the opportunity it had been waiting for had arrived. The seemingly defenseless Jiang Sheng before it could no longer escape!

“You mere human cattle, go to hell!”

The tiger demon roared and leaped up suddenly, its three-*zhang* tiger body erupting with infinite power!

Wrapped in rolling demonic wind, the massive tiger demon whistled as it pounced directly at Jiang Sheng.

Those dark green beast eyes were filled with hideousness and glee!

The old man’s heart jumped into his throat as he saw this; the tiger demon was playing a trick!

The tiger demon attacked with infinite momentum, a foul wind blowing in their faces, the tiger’s baleful aura suppressing the soul!

The tiger demon was clearly using all its strength to ambush and kill Jiang Sheng!

But at this moment, Jiang Sheng’s expression remained calm.

“I knew you would!”

“River Flow!”

The blue blade left its sheath, the sword like the waters of a river.

In a trance, one could see the full moon reflecting in the sky, and the river coming from the east.

The demon tiger only saw that sword energy surging like a great river!

The grandfather and grandson widened their eyes even further; it seemed as if a great river had truly appeared before everyone’s eyes, and there was even the sound of surging river water flowing eastward.

In an instant, the wind and rain stopped, and all was silent.

With a “boom,” the demon tiger’s massive body fell from mid-air to the ground, and it was already lifeless.

At this moment, the rain thinned and the wind died down, the dark clouds dispersed, and the cold moonlight spilled from the high heavens onto the world, illuminating the hundred-*zhang* radius clearly.

The Daoist stood holding his sword, his face as handsome as jade.

The old man, who had witnessed the entire process, couldn't help but mutter to himself: “The Daoist is truly an immortal descended to the mortal world!”

*Sigh, there really are so many artifacts unearthed in the gay community...*

(End of chapter)