Chapter 110 The cunning fox demon was imprisoned by the pure-hearted Taoist priest. (24 chapters)

How come he didn't know Lin Muhan had such a silver tongue before?

There was a palpable tension between the two.

Meanwhile, the surrounding major sects were all observing.

Their plan was to let the demon race weaken each other first, and then they could reap the benefits.

How could Yu Sheng let them succeed?

"Looks like everyone's here. Wasn't it said that a great treasure would be unearthed? Why is there only one altar?"

Yu Sheng and Yun Heng walked down the steps to the center of the altar and casually touched around.

Suddenly, the ground beneath the altar shook as if it were about to crack open.

Yu Sheng quickly escaped from the altar.

The others followed suit and moved away from the altar.

After a brief tremor, the altar finally calmed down.

An aged voice rang out, "Who dares to trespass into my Star Moon Cave?"

Everyone saw a figure fly out from under the altar. The old man had cloudy eyes, white hair, a hunched back, and a cane in his hand. He looked like bones wrapped in skin, and his whole body was covered with a thick aura of blood. He looked creepy and dangerous.

After the altar was opened, a strong smell of blood and the stench of rotting corpses spread out.

Some people couldn't stand it and covered their mouths and noses.

The old man seemed to have not expected so many people to come. He looked around and found that almost all of them were prominent figures from various sects and the demon race.

He even spotted several familiar faces among them.

The old man's heart skipped a beat, knowing that this matter was unlikely to end well.

"Hiss—isn't this the former abbot of Xingyue Temple who died long ago? How did he come back to life?"

"Who can argue with that? I remember I even went to his funeral! And I must say, the food at his funeral was quite delicious."

"But, but what exactly happened? It can't really be a case of the dead coming back to life, can it?"

"Could it be that he's acquired some kind of treasure?"

All eyes had turned to Xingyue Temple. Being stared at like that, the abbot of Xingyue Temple, Shi Xiong, felt somewhat embarrassed.

At the same time, he couldn't help but have some doubts.

He remembered... his master was indeed dead!

How could this be...?

Compared to Shi Xiong's composure, Yun Heng was much more excited. "Master—?!"

The old man smiled at Yun Heng and said, "Heng'er, you've come too."

But when he noticed Yun Heng and Yu Sheng's hands clasped together, his expression immediately darkened.

"Heng'er, have you forgotten everything I taught you?"

"You have fallen so low as to be so close to the demon race. You have truly disappointed me greatly!"

Yun Muzhuo angrily flicked his sleeve and then ordered, "Heng'er, kill him."

Yu Sheng looked at him with amusement, "Old Deng, what are you pretending for? Extremely disappointed? It's Yun Heng who should be extremely disappointed to have a master like you!"

Yu Sheng didn't give him a friendly look at all.

It's just an old man, no need for that.

"Yunheng! Have you actually aligned yourself with the demon race?"

Instead of answering, Yunheng asked, "Then Master, can you tell me why you came back to life? I remember you were truly dead back then!"

Yun Muzhuo's face was terribly gloomy.

"Yunheng, is this how you speak to your teacher?"

Yunheng bowed respectfully. "Disciple begs Master to enlighten me. Master, why have you come back to life..."

Clearly, Yun Muzhuo did not want to explain the reasons behind this.

But the major sects have no intention of letting him go.

"That's right, Brother Yun, that's not fair of you. If there's any way to bring someone back to life, you can't keep it a secret!"

The speaker was Xiong Guan, the abbot of Bai Xiong Temple, the arch-rival of Xingyue Temple.

“Amitabha Buddha, this old monk agrees with Abbot Xiong’s statement. If Abbot Yun were to present this method, it would be a great act of merit, and Buddha will bless Abbot Yun.”

"Master Xiong and Master Liaode are right. In this way, our human race will surely be able to exterminate all the monsters in the world."

The speaker was an unfamiliar face; judging from his clothes, it was impossible to tell which sect or school he belonged to.

He kept fawning over and praising the White Bear Temple and the Cold Yin Temple, seemingly a sycophant.

Yu Sheng's way of dealing with sycophants... is to beat them up.

Yu Sheng suddenly appeared in front of the man and struck him with both hands, leaving him dizzy and disoriented. "What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly. Why don't you say it again in front of me?"

"No, no, I didn't say anything, please let me go, please let me go..."

But Yu Sheng wasn't about to let him go; she snapped the man's neck with a single hand.

"Help...help me—"

Unfortunately, no one came to his rescue, and he could only let his wrists hang down heavily, completely lifeless.

"You beast, dare to act so presumptuously here—"

Yun Muzhuo exuded a terrifying aura and wielded his cane as he charged toward Yu Sheng's face.

Yun Heng's pupils contracted, and she rushed to Yu Sheng's side as fast as she could, shielding him from the fatal blow.

In that attack, Yun Muzhuo showed no mercy to Yu Sheng. After taking the blow head-on, Yun Heng felt her blood surging and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He casually wiped the blood from his lips, then tightly shielded Yu Sheng behind him.

“Master, if you want to deal with him, then come at me.”

His posture clearly indicated that he was going to protect Yu Sheng.

The cloud-like eyes were terribly murky.

"Yunheng! Are you sure you want to make enemies of your former sect for this demon wretch?"

Yunheng lowered her head in silence.

"If... if Master is truly so ruthless, then let's pretend I'm no longer his disciple today. Yu Sheng, I will protect him to the very end!"

Yunheng's words resounded as she struck the ground.

But everyone around him thought he was crazy.

"No, what is the junior master of Xingyue Temple thinking? Is he really going to betray his sect for him?"

"Does he seem to be just saying that offhand?"

"No, what's so good about Yu Sheng that he's acting like he's lost his mind? Could he be under some kind of sorcery?"

"I heard... fox demons are most skilled in bewitching arts, could it be that their minds have been controlled?"

These words were naturally overheard by those who were interested.

The person with a heart is, of course, Lin Baiwei, who had just woken up from Xiao Qingsi's embrace.

When he overheard people around him discussing whether Yun Heng had been bewitched by Yu Sheng, he suddenly spoke up, "That's right!"

His voice immediately drew everyone's attention.

Everyone looked at him, puzzled and unable to understand what he was saying.

Xiao Qingsi wanted to stop him, but Lin Baiwei broke free from her grasp.

"Junior Uncle was bewitched by Yu Sheng, otherwise Junior Uncle would never have betrayed his sect!"

Lin Baiwei spoke with a resounding tone, as if he had long ago determined that Yu Sheng possessed some kind of sorcery.

Yunheng wanted to say something, but Yu Sheng stopped her.

"Listen to what shocking things his thought process will say."

Lin Bai turned to look at Yu Sheng, her face pale and her eyes filled with fear. "Yu Sheng used magic on me before. After I was bewitched by him, I took him back to Xingyue Temple. I never expected him to..."