Chapter 80 Mentally Retarded
The person brought before the hall was covered in wounds and whip marks. The casual conversation from before vanished instantly. Wen Tianyu and Xie Zhoujian rushed forward to check on him. Xie Zhoujian turned back and said:
"His spiritual veins are all damaged, his cultivation is ruined... his golden core... is shattered..."
Ruan Linglai covered her mouth; just hearing the description made her feel that it was extremely cruel.
Yan Shiqun gritted her teeth and walked forward. Although Xi Jing was covered in wounds, she still had a breath left, but her face was pale and almost bloodless.
The Demon Lord was furious: "Who did this...!"
Qingjue frowned and looked at the location of his wounds, mostly on his chest and wrists.
If that person intentionally did not kill Xi Jing, then it must be because Xi Jing still needed to be used by him.
Yan Shiqun did not deny that the Demonic Sect had many opportunistic and unorthodox methods, some of which were truly heinous and were despised by the righteous immortal sects.
Just because Yan Shiqun doesn't think much of these things doesn't mean that all these people think much of them.
Cultivating demonic powers gives an opportunity to those with average talent, and also provides a shortcut for those who are unwilling to work hard.
After Yan Shiqun took office, the Demonic Sect could indeed be described as peaceful and undisturbed by the world, but it was inevitable that some people harbored ill intentions.
"Tianyu," Qingjue said decisively, "I'll give it to you."
"good."
Qingjue: "If you feel unwell, just look at your memories from before today."
Anyway, the plot changed afterward.
A few moments later, Wen Tianyu's eye regained its normal luster.
Qingjue said, "Ten miles away, the moon and clouds are watching over us. Bobo brings the spirit of Aju to send people out for treatment."
"yes!"
The wild goose, separated from its flock, asked the heavens, "How is it? What exactly happened?"
"..."
Wen Tianyu described the scene he witnessed: decades ago, Yan died after losing his flock, and the Demonic Sect was leaderless and chaotic like ants in a pot within the seal.
Xi Jing, as the former Demon Lord's most trusted subordinate, was originally slated to be nominated as the next Demon Lord to lead the people.
However, a few days later he was ambushed and suffered a severe attack, resulting in the complete loss of his meridians.
The reason that person was able to transform into him was not because he had a powerful ability to disguise or deceive, but because he drank Xijing's blood every year.
After transforming into Vita, this person impersonated Goose Lost and possessed another body. The first decree he issued was that no one was allowed to approach the dungeon, because the real Xijing would be imprisoned there.
In order to maintain his magic, he would kill and eat a member of the Demonic Cult every Mid-Autumn Festival, and then mix the food with Xi Jing's blood to deceive everyone.
The death of a demonic cultivator is nothing; the Demon Lord can easily pin a crime on him, and no one will seek justice.
Besides, they're trapped in these mountains and have no way out. If they don't listen to him, who else can they listen to?
Jie Zhoujian: "Could it be..."
Wen Tianyu: "Alive and breathing."
Qingjue: "..."
Xi Jing cannot die, because he still needs his fresh blood.
After eating people, his power would temporarily increase. Every time he ate someone and came to the dungeon to have Xi Jing bleed him, Xi Jing could hear him issuing orders in his hazy consciousness.
"You are not His Excellency... You are despicable and shameless..."
“Your Majesty? How laughable. If I weren’t afraid of his power, I would have overthrown him long ago,” he said, slashing Xi Jing’s wrist. “You people who believe in him are just like him. Your hypocritical attitude makes me nauseous.”
“Look at what happened to him when he was separated from his flock! He perished along with everyone else, leaving not even ashes. So what if he left with a clear conscience? Now all his subordinates look to me and regard me as the supreme ruler.”
"To tell you the truth, Xijing, I really like the Demonic Sect led by the former Demon Lord. Don't worry, although my plan will take a long time to implement, I will definitely restore the Demonic Cultivators to the way a Demonic Sect should be."
Xi Jing looked up at him: "In your eyes, the Demonic Sect should be like this: killing without consequence, devouring people without spitting out the bones... brandishing knives at the weak... even trying to use his own son, and killing his own subordinates without even blinking an eye...?"
"The world is a dog-eat-dog world. The weak cannot be used by our demonic sect and should die. You should be glad that your blood is still useful, otherwise you should die too."
Xi Jing: "Aren't you the weak one? The former Demon Lord who failed was also weak, but he wasn't strong enough and was killed. The strong set new rules, but you don't really accept them because they are not in your favor, so you think he was wrong... Otherwise, you could have just killed me directly, and you wouldn't have needed to use the title of Your Excellency to do things."
"...You have no right to speak here! Just behave yourself as a prisoner. You're so loyal, one day when I send you down to see him, he will surely praise you."
This was their only relatively clear conversation.
After Wen Tianyu recounted the clearest account he had ever heard, everyone's expressions became very solemn.
Wen Tianyu: "It's alright, I've already seen through that person's true colors, we just need to wait a little while..."
Several hidden weapons flew from behind him, and Qingjue Jie Zhoujian simultaneously raised his hands, wielding a fan and a long sword, and stepped forward to firmly protect the man.
Yan Shiqun also made his move at that instant. The three of them reacted so seamlessly that not even a fly could get in.
Turning around behind Wen Tianyu, he said, "It seems he didn't expect things to turn out this way."
Qingjue closed Wanlifeng's mouth and said, "I really didn't expect this, but there's no need to get angry. My friend Xijing has already pointed out the truth. The real weakling is someone else. Even if it were a one-on-one fight among the people here, who could you beat?"
Yan Shiqun snorted coldly, and in the blink of an eye, a figure was pulled in from outside the hall.
"So it was you. You really can't hold your temper. But at least it saves me and them the trouble of searching for people." Yan Shiqun glared at him fiercely and said, "Summon the entire Demonic Sect. I will give the order in public."
The person on the ground was named Zhu Ri, and he was indeed one of the few people Yan Shiqun had said were efficient workers.
Qingjue knew that the person who immediately thought of using the face of someone who trusted their subordinate must be someone they knew well.
His plan seemed foolproof, but he never expected the Demon Lord to be reborn, nor did he expect that their team's configuration was basically invincible.
Who could blame him for having such a keen eye, cultivating half of the cultivation world from a young age? Now the children are so close, you can't even stir them up.
It turns out that Zhu Ri had harbored ulterior motives ever since he started following Yan Shiqun; he had always wanted to restore the once corrupt demonic sect.
Ultimately, the current rules and the monarch are against him.
Yan Shiqun is upright and disdains all petty behavior. Although he is high and mighty, he is loyal to his subordinates. Even when he uses violence to suppress violence, it is always a fair and square one-on-one fight. Most people approve of him because this kind of demonic sect is gentler than the demonic sect of the past. Yan Shiqun allows them to live in their own way, and he will not stop them as long as they do not do anything immoral.
But a small number of people like Zhu Ri harbored ulterior motives.
They didn't want to improve their demonic cultivation through normal training; in their eyes, it was foolish not to take the shortcut.
But they dared not speak out against it, because no one could defeat a goose that had broken away from its flock.
Until it was attacked by the so-called righteous path, Yan lost his flock and died, and Qianlun Mountain was sealed off.
The opportunity to stir up public opinion has arrived.
Zhu Ri realized almost immediately that this was a decisive opportunity for him to seize power.
Given his level of cultivation, he certainly cannot become the next Demon Lord from a positive perspective.
Then we might as well take a risky and despicable approach.
As a result, hundreds of people were imprisoned in Qianlun Mountain, and he killed one of them every year for decades.
If we keep killing like this, the probability of being discovered will only increase.
Fortunately, his carefully planned scheme was about to begin.
He sent a message to the escaped demonic cultivators, instructing them to follow his orders, survive while expanding their influence, and that when the time came, the cultivation world would be turned upside down, and breaking the seal would be inevitable.
Although he couldn't communicate with people outside normally, he would spend three hours every day using spies to monitor the outside world. This curse was vicious, but extremely useful, as it allowed him to see the outside world through the person he was connected to, which made his killing of so many people worthwhile.
But at this moment, what he never expected was that Beishan Jingge...
Absolutely...absolutely impossible...
The wild goose has gone missing... Is the wild goose coming back?
Impossible... Impossible...
No, no ...!
We can't let him come back!!
I'll die, I'll die, I'll die, I'll die, I'll die, I'll die, I'll die, I'll die, I'll die, I'll die, I'll die, I'll die...
Yan Shiqun will definitely kill him if he finds out about these things!
Before that, kill the goose and scare it away from the flock!
Zhu Riben wanted to repeat his previous tactics and once again join forces with the treacherous cultivation families, but who knew that things were different now and he could only summon a second-rate family.
And it was because his son, possessed by a demon, robbed other families and was killed in retaliation.
With just a few mediocre demonic cultivators and a second-rate cultivation family outside, there's absolutely no way they could stop Yan Shiqun.
In addition, the unfamiliar faces around Yan Shiqun were also terrifyingly strong.
Zhu Ri couldn't understand how this could have happened.
The Demon Lord and the righteous families? Shouldn't they be mortal enemies, locked in a life-or-death struggle?
What exactly happened during those years of his meticulous planning? Where exactly did things go wrong?
"Where exactly did things go wrong? Why did the dead Demon Lord return? And why was he able to receive so much help?" Outside the hall, in front of all the demon cultivators, Qingjue said to him, "You must be thinking about these things."
Zhu Ri let out a low growl like a vicious dog.
"Then you'll probably never figure it out in your entire life," Wen Tianyu said. "After all, you've already supported the former Demon Lord, so what kind of brain can you expect from you? You should know that the only reason someone like you is alive is because you're worthless enough to be refined into a pill by the former Demon Lord. Otherwise, would he not need you?"
"If the former Demon Lord had been in power on the day of the attack, do you demon cultivators here still think you could have survived? I bet he wouldn't have risked his life to protect you, but would have abandoned you to save himself. Just the fact that you're standing here waiting for someone to rescue you is enough for you all to kowtow to Ayan."
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