Three days later, outside the city gate on the outskirts of the capital.
A Taoist priest dressed in a white robe, looking ethereal and otherworldly, slowly walked towards the city gate.
He seemed to be walking slowly, but he arrived at the city gate in the blink of an eye.
After their initial surprise, the gatekeeper recognized the newcomer and excitedly exclaimed, "It's the Imperial Preceptor! The Imperial Preceptor has returned from his travels!"
"Only the Grand Preceptor possesses such a supernatural ability to shrink the distance to an inch; he truly deserves to be called a living immortal."
"The Grand Preceptor's magical power seems to have increased again. He's amazing."
Soldiers and onlookers knelt down in fervor, bowing and saying, "Greetings, Your Excellency, the Imperial Preceptor."
Ordinary people are always in awe of abilities that are beyond their comprehension, just as they often pray to gods and spirits for protection when things go wrong.
Clearly, in the eyes of these soldiers and civilians, the revered Imperial Preceptor, Master Xianyun, was such a figure.
This Taoist priest was none other than the savior Yun Zhihong had been longing for... the Great Master Xianyun.
Looking down at the kneeling mortals at his feet, Master Xianyun's eyes flashed with smugness.
The human realm suits him better.
Before these mortals who were powerless to even kill a chicken, he was an omnipotent god.
The lives and deaths of these mortals were all in his hands; he was utterly captivated by this feeling of being high above, of crushing everything in his path.
With one hand behind his back and the other stroking his beard, Xianyun exuded the air of a reclusive sage.
Having shown off enough, he slowly said, "No need for formalities, please rise."
The people got up as instructed, but did not leave. They remained where they were, looking at him with reverence.
Even hearing a few words from a deity is good; if you're incredibly lucky, you might even get the chance to be enlightened.
A soldier asked obsequiously, "How come the Grand Preceptor has returned after only three months of traveling?"
The people of the capital all know that the Imperial Preceptor leaves the capital every now and then to travel and cultivate.
Their travels can last from six months to a year, but their magical power always increases significantly upon their return.
Upon hearing the soldier's question, a glint of light flashed in Master Xianyun's eyes.
When he received Yun Zhihong's message halfway there, he felt that this was another great opportunity that had come knocking on his door.
—An opportunity to further enhance his prestige, just like the last flood.
Let's use these people as an opportunity to create some momentum here in advance.
That way, when things finally come to light, it will make him seem even more unfathomable and incredibly capable.
Having made up his mind, Xianyun raised his right hand, making a hand seal gesture, then frowned slightly, his face full of compassion.
"I was cultivating far away when I suddenly had a premonition and cast a divination. The divination showed that a demon was about to descend upon my Great Completion, and it would likely bring disaster to the people."
"What?"
The onlookers were shocked and, after the initial panic subsided, erupted into chaos.
"There really are monsters in this world? I thought they were just stories made up in folk tales."
"Where...where is the monster? Will it come to harm us?"
"Don't worry, with the Imperial Advisor here, no matter what kind of demon it is, it can't cause any trouble. The Imperial Advisor can subdue it with a wave of his hand."
The people suddenly realized.
Yes, since the Imperial Advisor has already discovered that demon, what is there to be afraid of?
Xianyun was very satisfied with everyone's reaction.
Yes, that's how it should be.
These mortals need to know that it was because of his intervention, Master Xianyun, that the demons were spared from harming them.
Even if this monster is just something he made up, as long as he says it exists, these people will believe it.
However, Xianyun never dreamed that he would actually be able to predict the future this time, and that the words he made up were exactly the same as the truth.
There's only one thing: he overestimated himself.
Xianyun continued to create panic: "This wicked creature possesses profound magical power. Only after repeated calculations was I able to determine her location, which is within this capital city."
What? A monster is so close to them?
The panic that had just subsided among the people rose again, leaving them bewildered and at a loss.
Xianyun raised his hand to stop the noise: "Everyone, there is no need to be afraid. I have come here specifically for this matter. No matter how powerful that demon is, it cannot escape my grasp."
The implication was that although the demon was powerful, the Imperial Preceptor was even more powerful and could easily deal with her.
The people lived up to expectations and began to praise him, expressing their emotional support to the fullest extent possible.
"Luckily, the Imperial Advisor is here, otherwise we would be in big trouble."
"Yes, the Imperial Advisor is a living god. Any monster that sees him must reveal its true form and kneel down to beg for mercy."
"The Imperial Preceptor is mighty."
...
Feeling comfortable from the flattery, Xianyun strolled into the city with his hands behind his back, drawing admiring glances from the people of the capital along the way.
Within an hour, the two pieces of news spread rapidly throughout the capital.
First, the Imperial Preceptor, who had been traveling, has returned to the capital.
Secondly, there is a demon hiding in the capital that may harm people, which is why the Imperial Preceptor interrupted his travels and returned to the capital to subdue the demon.
The capital city was instantly thrown into chaos, with everyone living in fear, constantly worried that the monster would suddenly appear and devour people.
Butterfly Courtyard.
Qi An nestled on the couch like a boneless person, while Fu Gui sat cross-legged beside him, holding a bunch of iced grapes in his hand.
He would eat one himself and then feed one to Qi An.
Suddenly, Qi An stopped chewing, opened his closed eyes, and a look of surprise flashed in them.
Just now, she actually sensed a very faint demonic aura?
"What's wrong, Sister An'an?" Fugui asked.
"There's an eerie aura about it."
"What? How can there be demonic energy in this world?" Fu Gui frowned. This shouldn't be the case.
"Feel it for yourself."
Fu Gui nodded obediently, closed his eyes, and released his powerful divine sense, quickly sweeping across the sky above the capital.
A moment later, Fugui opened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "It really is demonic energy, right here in the capital! But it wasn't here before!"
Qi An explained, "It just appeared. It must have just arrived in the capital, which is why we didn't notice it before."
Fu Gui asked in bewilderment, "But how could demons appear here?"
Qi An shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it's some kind of coincidence, just like us. But..."
She chuckled and said, "The aura is very shallow, with only a slight fluctuation of magical power, at most five hundred years of cultivation."
"Oh." Fu Gui instantly lost interest.
Five hundred years is more than five hundred years if they just go into seclusion and take a nap during their cultivation.
The two ignored it and were about to continue eating grapes when they heard the servants talking outside.
“I just went to the street to buy some snacks for my master. I heard that the Imperial Advisor has returned.”
"Yes, I've heard about it too. It's said that there's a monster hiding in our capital, and the Imperial Advisor came back specifically to subdue it."
"Oh my god, how scary! Where do you think the monster might be hiding?"
"What are you afraid of? With the Imperial Advisor here, monsters will only beg for mercy."
...
Inside the room, Qi An and Fu Gui's expressions grew increasingly strange as they listened; it turned out they were after her.
They exchanged a glance, and then burst into loud, uncontrollable laughter, as if their funny bone had been tickled.
Well, after all this time, it turns out to be a case of the thief crying "stop thief!" or rather, the petty thief crying "stop thief, ancestor!"
Qi Laoda never dreamed that he, a mighty ancient ferocious beast, would become the Demon God, whom even the Heavenly Dao feared.
One day, he might be used as a stepping stone to gain fame and prestige by a novice demon.
Imagine the scene: the little demon points at the demon god and shouts, "Hey, where do you think you're going, you monster? Quickly kneel down and beg for mercy, and I'll spare your whole corpse."
"Hahahaha..."
No, no, they're going to die laughing.
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