Jiang Shumiao was living a very carefree life in the immortal realm.
The gods have no intention of attacking the immortal realm for the time being, so she spends her days patrolling around, picking spiritual fruits and capturing spiritual beasts.
Everything tastes delicious.
Fuqu and Qianli also emerged from the Qiankun Sleeve. Jiang Shumiao made no attempt to conceal their identities, since no one in the Immortal Realm dared to object anyway.
After all, they were her disciples and grand-disciples, so Jiang Shumiao would occasionally give them pointers on swordsmanship and alchemy. In particular, she would teach some of the younger disciples how to draw talismans before they had even reached the Golden Core stage.
The only thing that comforted her was that the five major immortal sects were closely connected and there was no discord between them.
Perhaps it was the indiscriminate suppression by the gods that made the various sects of the immortal realm lose their will to fight each other.
Wen Zhixuan didn't come for some reason.
Could it be that after meeting his father-in-law, he's rekindled his ambition to seize power? Is he preparing to return to court to continue serving as the imperial advisor?
She waited for several months until summer. One day, Jinxia Yuanjun came to tell her that there were mortals outside the mountain gate seeking an audience. They possessed extraordinary treasures, were likely cultivators, and had a four- or five-year-old child with them.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shumiao realized that Wen Zhixuan was definitely involved.
She drew a screen in the air and saw a father and son, one big and one small, talking across the distance, "You've been traveling for quite a long time. I thought you were going back to the capital to continue your official career."
Wen Yicheng was very happy to see her.
"Father, it's Auntie."
Wen Zhixuan's expression was somewhat solemn. "Let me in first."
Jiang Shumiao opened a gap in the barrier and let them in.
Knowing they were her guests, the sect leaders treated them with great hospitality.
After exchanging polite greetings with them, Wen Zhixuan said to Jiang Shumiao, "I have encountered many demons and monsters on my journey. I'm afraid the human world is about to be in turmoil."
Jiang Shumiao understood his unspoken meaning, "You mean, to live a normal life in the mortal world in human form?"
Wen Zhixuan nodded.
"Like the cat demon we encountered in Shenzhou, it possessed a mortal body and was so powerful that we couldn't even detect its demonic aura."
Jiang Shumiao asked again, "Living or dead?"
"Yes, we have both."
Wen Zhixuan's gaze was solemn. "But most of those who possess the dead are nameless people, and their identities are not easily exposed."
He paused for a moment, then said, "It's probably because cultivators have been exterminating demons in recent years, and the gods don't allow beings from the lower realms to ascend. Many demons who were cultivating the Dao have no way to survive. Although they can suppress their cultivation by taking the bodies of mortals, they can also cover up their demonic aura and thus live in peace."
Jinxia Yuanjun and the others remained silent.
In the early years, the immortal sects killed countless demons, nurturing many evil cultivators and corrupting the morals, but they also truly deterred the demon race.
However, demons who possess mortals violate the laws of nature and will not have a good end.
It's just a case of drinking poison to quench thirst.
Fuqu and Qianli couldn't help but sigh. If they hadn't been lucky enough to meet Jiang Shumiao, they might not have escaped the fate of being killed by their own kind or cultivators.
In ancient times, the demon realm was incredibly prosperous.
Now they've ended up like this.
When one's own kind is harmed, the lips are gone and the teeth are cold.
Fuqu couldn't help but say, "They just want to live."
Asagi didn't say anything, but her expression was somewhat lonely and desolate.
Jiang Shumiao did not have the prejudice that all demons are evil, and she understood their predicament, but she could not approve of the practice of possession.
Demons and humans are fundamentally different.
If, like Bai Heng, one falls in love with someone and ultimately loses all of one's cultivation, only to have Lin Tingwan's name disappear from the Book of Life and Death by some twist of fate...
The order of both the human world and the underworld has been disrupted.
If this continues, a major disaster is bound to happen sooner or later.
If that unscrupulous Heavenly Emperor were to use the pretext of exterminating demons to target the human race, that would be troublesome.
Wen Zhixuan likely encountered only a minority of cases.
This kind of thing can't be done by posting imperial edicts all over the world for people to report; if a demon enters the human world, it will cause panic.
The souls of the dead return to the underworld, but their physical bodies are not under the jurisdiction of Fengdu. If a living person is possessed, their soul should be sealed, remaining a living soul, and there will be no abnormality in the Book of Life and Death.
It's no use going to Fengdu.
Jiang Shumiao cursed the gods for their evil deeds in her heart, but she had no choice but to clean up the mess.
Jinxia Yuanjun said, "Your Excellency, why don't I send a few of my capable disciples down the mountain to eliminate the threat?"
Wen Zhixuan's eyes flickered slightly upon hearing the words "Your Excellency".
Jiang Shumiao pondered for a moment and said, "I have to handle this matter personally."
These demons must be found as soon as possible.
"The gods shouldn't cause trouble again anytime soon. Once I've found all these demons, I'll go to heaven and settle accounts with them."
Jinxia Yuanjun no longer insisted, and said, "Then let Qu Chen and Dao Wei go with you to experience the mortal world, is that alright?"
Jiang Shumiao nodded. "Okay."
Besides Ling Quchen and Zhang Daowei, the five sect leaders each sent several disciples to accompany her to the mortal realm to eliminate evil spirits.
Jiang Shumiao looked at Wen Zhixuan and his son, "Are you going to stay with your son, or come with me?"
Wen Zhixuan was silent for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, Wen Yicheng seemed to sense what he was about to say and hurriedly said, "I want to go with Father."
The words I wanted to say stuck in my throat.
He raised his son single-handedly, and having just lost his mother, he was inevitably sensitive and fearful, becoming increasingly dependent on him.
Throughout his arduous journey back and forth between the north and south, he never uttered a single complaint.
Now that he has reached his destination, his father is about to abandon him. How could he not be afraid?
Wen Yicheng was being held by him with one hand, while he was pulling at his sleeve with the other, his voice trembling with tears.
"Father, Yi Cheng will be a good boy and listen to me. Please don't abandon me."
Wen Zhixuan felt a dull ache in his heart.
He patted his son's head, then turned to Jiang Shumiao and said, "I'll stay in the East China Sea."
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