Chapter 12: This Girl is Really Hot

Luoxian Sect, above the main hall.

The masters of the five peaks stared, dumbfounded, at the scene within the ancient bronze mirror.

"This, this, this... just how many explosive spirit talismans did this kid bury underground? This level of caution is just ridiculous!"

Yun Ding frowned, feeling as though his worldview had been shaken.

"It’s all just petty tricks; nothing that will amount to greatness."

Yun Qianli was extremely disdainful of Zheng Tuo’s methods.

In front of a powerful cultivator, any petty trick is merely a paper tiger.

Even if you bury countless explosive spirit talismans, the opponent only needs one sword strike to cut you down.

Therefore, only true personal strength can provide a foothold in the cultivation world.

Victory gained through external objects is never a long-term solution.

"Qianli is right. If this person passes the assessment, you can take him if you want; my Law Enforcement Hall will not have him."

Lei Xing kept a straight face, expressing his thoughts.

"My thoughts are the same as Old Lei’s. We must not let one rat turd ruin the whole pot of soup. If we let such a disciple join my Xianding Peak, I fear we would be mocked by other sects."

Yun Ding reacted quickly, following Lei Xing’s lead to continue negating the issue of Zheng Tuo.

"Pfft! You two are also peak masters, yet targeting a junior like this is truly pathetic. It’s no wonder your cultivation has remained stagnant; it’s not without reason."

Yun Qianli was very unhappy with Yun Ding and took the opportunity to mock him.

"Oh my... Junior Brother Qianli, if you’ve got the guts, if you’ve got the guts to take him as your disciple, I, Yun Ding, will admire you."

Yun Qianli fell silent.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

Yun Ding continued to escalate the matter.

"Senior Brother Yun Ding, if you have the ability to take him as your disciple, I will admire you too."

Yun Qianli turned the tables; he was the junior brother anyway, so what could they do if he acted shamelessly?

Seeing the two of them about to argue again.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing, both of you."

Hong Niang stepped in to mediate.

"The appearance of the Demon race is not a good omen. Especially at this special time, it must have been premeditated."

"Hmm, Junior Sister is right."

Yun Ding and Yun Qianli stopped arguing.

"I hope the Senior Brother can capture him alive for questioning; otherwise, I fear it will be very troublesome."

Inside the ancient bronze mirror.

The smoke and dust dissipated.

The scene of Mo Jiu being finished off, as imagined, did not occur.

Furthermore, the handsome Mo Jiu had also disappeared.

What remained was a Demon with rolling demonic energy, two horns on his head, wings on his back, and a long tail dragging from his tailbone.

"True Demon bloodline. It’s actually a royal member of the Demon race."

Hong Niang couldn't help but speak in surprise.

"Don't the Demon Emperor clans reside in the depths of the Demon Realm? They are rarely seen even on the Golden Battlefield. How could one appear near our Luoxian Sect?"

Yun Qianli’s words carried confusion.

"I fear the visitor is not here with good intentions! Old Lei, send people to investigate. The humans and the Demon race have been at war for a thousand years, and never has a Demon broken through the World Wall. Now that a Demon has suddenly appeared in the heart of the Eastern Region, I fear it is no coincidence. If it comes to it, send a message to those above and have them send people to investigate."

"Hmm! I have the same intention."

Old Lei nodded and issued a secret order.

Several figures in black from Luoxian Peak set off to investigate the matter.

——

"Kid, what is your name?"

Blood-colored flames burned in Mo Jiu’s eyes.

As a royal member of the Demon race, he possessed True Demon blood in his body.

His nobility was no less than that of a True Immortal.

He was one of the few ancient bloodlines remaining in the world.

Zheng Tuo looked at Mo Jiu, who had transformed because he couldn't win, and suddenly blurted out two words: "So handsome!"

Mo Jiu...

Yun Ding...

Yun Qianli...

Lei Xing...

Hong Niang...

Wudao...

The onlookers...

"Kid, although you are a mortal, you have wounded me three times. You are worthy of having a name."

Mo Jiu did not release any killing intent.

But the feeling he gave off was terrifying.

The way he seemed to have everything under control made Zheng Tuo envious.

"Pfft!" Zheng Tuo retorted: "Do you think I’m stupid? If I tell you my name, what if I run away and you come back to take revenge on me?"

"You..."

"You what? You think you’ve got me cornered? I might as well tell you, there are thirty-six more explosive spirit talisman arrays around you, and each one has no fewer than three hundred explosive spirit talismans. Try moving and see what happens; I guarantee you’ll be blown into pieces so small even your second aunt’s third uncle won't recognize you."

Zheng Tuo wasn't panicking at all, though his heart rate was at 220.

"Kid, do you think I’m stupid? Look at this."

Mo Jiu flapped the wings on his back and soared into the air like a bird.

"Let’s see how you blow me up now."

Mo Jiu crossed his arms, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction seeing this guy restrained by him.

Zheng Tuo...

This is too hard for me.

However...

"Mo Jiu, the Immortal Masters of my Luoxian Sect are already on their way. Even if you can finish me off, you won't be able to escape."

Zheng Tuo began to stall.

He knew the Luoxian Sect’s Immortal Masters were watching, so he had to buy time.

Honestly, it’s been ten minutes already, why haven't they come to the rescue yet?

"Don't try to stall for time. Since I dared to come and capture you, I already have full confidence. Just die obediently."

Mo Jiu saw through Zheng Tuo’s tricks.

The demonic wings behind him trembled, and he lunged at Zheng Tuo.

Seeing this.

Zheng Tuo steeled his heart.

There was no other way; he had to use his final trump card.

In a trance!

A strange spirit pattern appeared on the palm of his left hand.

The spirit pattern was in the shape of a black and white Taiji.

It flickered, dim and bright.

It seemed to be activated.

"Whoosh..."

The sound of something piercing the air rang out before he could strike.

A zhang-eight fire-tipped spear, carrying scorching fiery spirit energy, slammed fiercely toward Mo Jiu.

"Boom..."

The explosive shockwave sent Zheng Tuo flying on the spot.

Falling to the ground, Zheng Tuo felt his internal organs rupturing, a wave of dizziness washing over him, and he nearly fainted.

A woman walked over from the distance.

The woman was none other than the round-faced girl, Chi Xiao.

"Such pure fiery spirit energy. Interesting, interesting."

Mo Jiu was not injured.

In his True Demon form, his physical body was comparable to a magic treasure of the same rank.

Chi Xiao was surrounded by burning crimson-gold divine flames, her long fiery red hair dancing, and her red-feathered battle armor looked vivid and lifelike.

Her entire being exuded an incomparably powerful aura.

"Senior Sister, do you need help?"

Zheng Tuo asked politely, though he was actually preparing to run.

"I do."

Chi Xiao spat out two words coldly.

"How can I help!"

"Get lost!"

"Uh..."

Zheng Tuo stumbled.

Fine.

Fine.

You’re the boss, I’ll listen to you. He turned and ran.

"Little girl, you have courage, a hundred times better than that guy who only knows how to run."

Zheng Tuo’s shoulders trembled as he ran.

"Damn it, that’s obvious. You’re a third-rank demon cultivator using a True Demon form to bully a mortal like me. If I don't run, am I supposed to have tea with you? If we were both at the third rank of Qi Refining, you would have been blown into liquid by my explosive spirit talisman arrays long ago, instead of standing there yapping."

Zheng Tuo complained in his heart, running fast to get away from this place of trouble.

Chi Xiao held the zhang-eight fire-tipped spear in one hand, her heroic spirit imposing.

She was only at the second rank of Qi Refining, while the opponent was a third-rank demon cultivator—a natural disadvantage.

But she was Chi Xiao, not Zheng Tuo.

Even a third-rank wolf king hadn't gained any advantage in her hands, so what did a demon cultivator matter?

"I originally planned to join the Golden Legion after Foundation Establishment to eradicate you hateful demon cultivators. Since I’ve met you here, consider yourself unlucky. You should feel proud to be the first demon cultivator to die under my spear."

Chi Xiao’s arrogance was no less than Mo Jiu’s.

There was even a tiny bit of suppression.

After speaking.

Without waiting for Mo Jiu to reply.

She transformed into a female war god and charged at Mo Jiu.

"What a spicy little girl, I like it. I happen to be missing a wife for my mountain stronghold, so you’ll do."

Mo Jiu’s demonic wings trembled, and he charged at Chi Xiao.