Chapter 75 Carrot Essence
"Your Excellency...Your Excellency..." His hands were bound, and it took him some effort to get up and kneel properly on the ground: "How could you associate with righteous people! Have you forgotten how they plotted against Qianlun Mountain back then! If you have been bewitched, I will risk my life to take you away from this hellish place!"
A blood lotus pattern appeared on Yan Shiqun's forehead. He found a chair nearby and sat down. Everything else remained the same, except that his aura was even stronger: "If you truly acknowledge me as your venerable one, then introduce yourself and explain your origins."
Qingjue raised his hand with great interest: "If you need us to leave, we can..."
The wild goose, puzzled, asked, "We're all family, what's there to hide from?"
He's surprisingly straightforward in some ways.
The demonic cultivator was utterly bewildered to see his master acting like a completely different person.
This doesn't make sense, does it?
He felt that the geese, having lost their flock, must have been bewitched by something, baring their teeth as if determined to perish together with them.
But upon closer inspection, one can see the postures of the people around them.
It seems like he really can't afford to offend anyone.
Could it be that His Excellency is enduring humiliation and being watched by a group of high-level cultivators, so he can't tell him directly, but is actually biding his time and preparing to take action at any time?
I understand, I understand. No one understands the Demon Lord better than him.
Now that things have come to this, let's say something to calm them down.
"...My name is Bobo. I was transformed from a radish. Back then, you fought desperately against people, and in the end, I burrowed into the ground and ran away in the aftershocks."
Radish essence...
Radish essence...
Why is he such a carrot spirit of all people?!
Silently press the key during the day.
“Master, being picky about food is wrong, and you can’t eat monsters that have become spirits; you can only refine them into pills.”
"..."
His voice wasn't particularly loud, nor was it particularly soft; whether it was intentional or not, the radish spirit heard it nonetheless.
He trembled three times upon hearing that he could be refined into a pill.
Under Yan Shiqun's gaze, he continued, "In all these years since I escaped, I have devoted myself to cultivation and have never forgotten your kindness. Heaven has eyes, and you are still alive. You truly deserve to be called the Demon Lord!"
"I came here to escape the chaos, since demonic cultivators are still not tolerated by the world. So... but today I just happened to witness your great power. I recognized your flames at a glance. Your momentum is as strong as ever, even stronger than before...!"
He probably realized he was about to say something inappropriate, so he quickly stopped talking.
During this time, he kept observing Yan Shiqun's expression, ready to act immediately at the first sign of trouble, but... nothing happened.
Ruan Linglai: "Hey, he said he's a radish spirit. Can a radish spirit cultivate demonic arts?"
Yan Shiqun: "That's discrimination! What's wrong with the radish spirit? Doesn't the radish spirit rely on its own abilities?"
Aju: "How powerful is he? What level would he be considered among you demonic cultivators?"
Yan Shiqun: "It's so-so, it can't compare to me at all."
Qingjue said with a dark face, "Anyway, the more I look at him, the more annoyed I get."
Ruan Linglai: "That's right, Master doesn't like carrots, hahaha."
“Master…radish spirits can’t be eaten…” Wen Tianyu: “But Ayan, don’t you remember this little carrot spirit?”
Yan Shiqun: "There are still quite a few people in the Demonic Sect. It would be too difficult for me to remember them all."
Wen Tianyu: "That's true, after all, memorizing texts has never been your strong suit since you were little."
Yan Shiqun: "...You did this on purpose, didn't you?"
Jie Zhoujian: "Is it really okay for us to just chat like this, as if nothing's wrong?"
Aju: "Oh, what's wrong with that? Anyway, we've caught a demonic cultivator, which proves they haven't started their operation yet. And with a few of us here, how could we let him escape?"
Ruan Linglai: "By the way... quickly ask him if he received any instructions? For example, how did the people who want to rebel send them messages?"
This doesn't seem to be controlled...
They look like they really know each other.
"Your Excellency, what exactly have you been through all these years...?"
"Do I need to report my experiences to you?" Yan Shiqun raised his chin and then asked, "Didn't you hear me asking you? Tell me everything you know."
Bobo was completely confused. He thought he had found the original Demon Lord, but the Demon Lord seemed to be quite different from before.
But that mark, that raging inferno, could only have been done by the former Demon Lord.
It's definitely not something an imposter from the sealed place would do.
“...They would contact us via telepathy every Mid-Autumn Festival,” Bobo said cautiously, looking down. “And that person claimed to be yours... He said he was a lost goose possessing the body of another goose with memories.”
As expected, Yan Shiqun's expression changed.
Well, this isn't just about seizing power, it's about directly replacing someone else.
Qingjue originally thought that since the Demon Lord was dead in their eyes, it was normal for another Demon Lord to emerge.
Borrowing the prestige of predecessors is not a gentlemanly act, lad.
After much deliberation, Popo decided to inform them of the information.
First, the true Demon Lord is here; second, he can't defeat anyone present. If he doesn't speak, he's doomed.
If he had spoken up, and the Demon Lord had truly stayed here of his own volition, then he would certainly have been able to save his life, and perhaps even resolve the current problems of the Demonic Sect.
Yes, he really is a clever carrot spirit.
So he and his classmates dug out what they had heard over the years, and it was pretty much the same as what Qingjue and the others had guessed. Originally, the so-called new Demon Lord's plan was to spread the power of demonic cultivators to the outside world. Once the power had spread to a certain extent, they could attack the outside world and force the people outside to break the seal.
Back then, besides Bobo, there were a few other demonic cultivators who managed to escape. They had been hiding all along, and none of them wanted to die.
Over the years, I've heard some rumors about Qingjue and his group, but rumors are always half true and half false. Demonic cultivators also choose to spread information far away from cultivation families, since it's easy for them to be seen.
Therefore, they only know that there is a very powerful immortal lord whose disciples each have their own unique abilities, and they cannot make any conclusions about the others.
Because of the name "Qingjue," they were all even more afraid of the cultivation families, fearing that one day they would be caught and killed. If Fan Aotian hadn't run away to the mountains on his own, he wouldn't have been bewitched by the demonic cultivators hiding there.
As for how the creature inside the seal managed to transmit its voice through the seal, that remains unknown.
Secondly, Qingjue regretfully wanted to tell that self-righteous fellow that the person who set the seal was already dead, and that the person who set the seal probably didn't even know how to break it. They were currently looking for a solution to this problem.
However, it's not a loss for the people inside the seal either way. If their plan succeeds, even if they can't break the seal, the righteous people will be unhappy, and they will be happy.
In fact, Bobo had always been doing these things with some doubt, but since he came to Beishan, he found that the people here had almost no worldly desires, so he was always the one who completed the fewest tasks.
However, he didn't really care, because he didn't have much hope of breaking the seal. Life in Beishan was actually quite pleasant. Apart from cultivating every day, he didn't do much else.
Who knew he would have the good fortune to bump into the true Demon Lord?
Jie Zhoujian said, "So all of this was indeed the work of that guy in the seal... Actually, from his perspective, this plan wasn't entirely unreasonable; he's quite clever."
"..." Yan Shiqun disagreed: "It's just some petty tricks. I can't agree with the idea of defeating another petty person with the attitude of a petty person."
Bobo nodded repeatedly; this statement must have come from the Demon Lord, whom he admired most.
Qingjue added fuel to the fire: "After all, people are trapped inside, so they can only move their hands and feet a little."
Yan Shiqun closed his eyes, his tone arrogant: "If you can't break through the seal head-on, then admit your weakness. Threatening innocent lives is not the act of a strong person."
Wen Tianyu laughed and said, "That's why Ayan is worthy of the title of Demon Lord."
Ruan Linglai: "Yes, yes, although I really don't want to admit it, in terms of being open and aboveboard, our junior brother Yan is much better than that guy in the seal! He actually impersonated someone else. We must slap him a couple more times when the time comes."
Jie Zhoujian: "We can't just sit here and wait to die. Let's continue searching for documents. It concerns the future of the cultivation world. After all, if this matter is allowed to fester, it will be a lose-lose situation for both demonic cultivators and other cultivators."
Qingjue was secretly pleased; no wonder he raised them all by himself, he really has a great sense of the big picture.
Bobo: "Do you gentlemen want to break the seal? Then you'd better hurry. Last time he sent a message saying that if the seal is not broken from the inside by Mid-Autumn Festival this year, he will ask us to take action."
Although there is still a long time before the Mid-Autumn Festival, it proves that the people inside the seal are getting anxious. With Fan Aotian's disturbance as the beginning, more people cultivating the demonic path outside may appear one after another. The sooner this matter is resolved, the better.
Qingjue immediately sent a letter to both the Yun family and the Qing family, reminding them to pay attention to the recent changes in the cultivation world. If they really captured a demonic cultivator, they should not kill him but leave him alive.
Bobo was still tied up, somewhat bewildered: "Then...then...then I..."
While continuing to look at the ancient books, Wen Tianyu said, "This is Jingge after all. Not just anyone can rummage through things here. But we can't just let you leave. So you'll have to make do for now."
Bobo: "Okay..."
To rebuild the future of demonic cultivation, he can endure QAQ
And so another day and night passed. Apart from the tacit patrols and shift changes, the pavilion was almost completely silent.
They had never been this quiet even in the elders' classes; Qingjue was so quiet it was almost oppressive.
He wasn't affected by the atmosphere, except perhaps in the Jingge Pavilion, where it was a bit noisy.
At that moment, someone's voice finally rang out.
Jie Zhoujian stood up, the sound of the stool scraping against the floor: "Master, Tianyu, come and take a look quickly."
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Author's Note: I forgot to set a timer.
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