Chapter 8 Quickly Transmigrate! Conquer the Handsome Demon King (14)
My heart was pounding so hard it almost jumped out of my throat.
The people around me seemed like frozen sculptures; only the sound of Butler Chen's approaching footsteps struck my eardrums.
At the critical moment, I caught a glimpse of an inconspicuous stall on the roadside. The stall owner was an old man who looked well-informed, and an idea flashed through my mind.
I dodged into the stall and whispered to the stall owner, "Mr. Liu, do me a favor. After the job is done, these herbs will be yours." I stuffed a few precious herbs into his hands.
Old Liu's eyes lit up and he immediately understood. He shouted at the top of his voice: "Butler Chen, I saw Xiao Lin running in that direction!" As expected, Butler Chen was attracted by Old Liu's words and turned around to chase in the opposite direction.
I breathed a sigh of relief and took the opportunity to slip away from the other side of the stall.
Mr. Liu is indeed a well-informed person. The clues he gave me actually pointed directly to the evidence that Sect Leader Wang and Steward Chen secretly colluded with the demons and harmed their fellow disciples.
I was overjoyed. With these evidences, I could completely clear myself of the charges!
I carefully hid these clues and deliberately left my traces in places where Butler Chen might appear.
Sure enough, not long after, I felt a strong murderous aura locking onto me.
I knew that the mysterious killer had arrived.
I followed the plan and led the killer to the secret cave in the back mountain.
The terrain of this secret cave is complex, and I have set up many traps here in advance.
The killer was obviously not familiar with the terrain here. He stepped into my trap step by step without noticing it.
"Do you think you can trap me with these little tricks?" The killer's voice came from the darkness, with a hint of mockery.
I sneered and said nothing.
Suddenly, a huge rock fell from the top of the cave...
"you……"
The huge rock fell, stirring up dust all over the sky.
I held my breath, waiting for the final result.
When the dust settled, I saw that the killer had one leg pinned by a huge rock, unable to move.
He roared angrily, demonic energy surging around him as he tried to break free from his restraints.
How could I give him this opportunity?
The spiritual sword in his hand shone brightly and pierced straight into his heart.
"Don't even think about succeeding!" He roared, and slapped the ground with his other hand. A powerful force blew away the surrounding rubble, and I was blown back several steps by the shock wave.
He took the opportunity to break free from the boulder, with a bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes.
I didn't dare to be careless and immediately became alert.
After he was injured, his attacks became more frantic and each move was fatal.
I tried to hold on, but gradually I felt overwhelmed.
The magic blade in his hand cut through my sleeve, leaving a bloody mark.
My heart sank. If this continued, I would definitely fail.
Suddenly, I felt a strange spiritual power wave coming from him.
This feeling...
It was familiar, just like the hidden clues I had sensed before.
I concentrated and carefully sensed the fluctuations of spiritual power, and found that although his attack was fierce, there was a slight flaw.
I was delighted and seized the opportunity, concentrating all my spiritual power on one point and attacking his weak spot fiercely.
The surrounding rocks were blown everywhere by the impact of spiritual energy, and the trees nearby were also knocked down. I seemed to hear the exclamations of the disciples who were watching the battle from afar.
"Ah!" The killer let out a scream. His body was blown away by my spiritual power and hit the stone wall heavily, with blood spurting out of his mouth.
He struggled to stand up, but eventually fell down helplessly.
I walked up to him and searched a black token from him.
The pattern on this token seems familiar to me...
I returned to the world of cultivation with the token I got from the killer and the clues I had collected before.
I presented all the evidence to everyone and exposed the entire conspiracy of Master Wang and Steward Chen.
Their faces were pale, their eyes were flickering, but they couldn't utter a word.
I looked at the token in my hand, and suddenly I felt uneasy. This pattern...
Why are you here?
I slowly raised my head, my eyes fell on Master Wang, and said word by word: "This token... you should be very familiar with it, right?"
Sect Leader Wang's face suddenly changed, and a hint of panic flashed across his eyes, but he quickly calmed down and said calmly, "I don't know what you are talking about. I have never seen this token before." However, his shaking hands and evasive eyes betrayed him.
I sneered and threw the token into the air. With a flash of light, the pattern on the token suddenly enlarged and projected onto the wall of the council hall.
It was a distorted symbol, emitting a disturbing aura.
"What is this?" someone in the crowd asked.
"This is the forbidden mark of the demons." I said slowly, my voice deep and powerful, "Only demons who practice forbidden techniques will have such a mark."
There was an uproar in the meeting hall, and everyone looked at Master Wang with eyes full of shock and suspicion.
Sect Leader Wang's face turned pale, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.
He opened his mouth, trying to explain, but found that any explanation seemed pale and powerless.
"What else do you have to say?" I stared at Master Wang with a cold tone.
He slumped in the chair with a hollow look in his eyes, as if he had lost all hope.
Seeing this, Butler Chen gave up resistance, fell to his knees, and admitted his crime in tears.
The truth is revealed. Sect Leader Wang and Steward Chen colluded with the demons to kill their fellow disciples in an attempt to subvert the world of immortal cultivation.
The people in the world of immortal cultivation were extremely angry about their actions. They were stripped of all their power and imprisoned, awaiting the punishment they deserved.
A flash of light suddenly appeared. Michael was hiding in the sunlight. He had been secretly following Feng Ziang since he entered this world to train. He didn't understand why he was like this. Logically, he was just an intelligent being created by God and had no emotions. But since God gave him a human body and a name, Michael changed. He found that he actually had an affair.
Michael felt bad looking at Feng Ziang and Demon King Liang Xu. He could easily crush such a low-level Demon King to death and end his training, but he couldn't.
But Michael didn't know that he had also been noticed by Liang Xu.
The noisy meeting hall gradually quieted down, but it was not peaceful.
I could feel those gazes falling on me, like countless tiny needles, pricking me with suspicion and inquiry, making me feel uncomfortable.
Although I have proven my innocence, the defensiveness and alienation in their eyes are like an invisible wall separating me from them.
I looked around and saw that most of my fellow disciples kept their heads down, avoiding my sight. Occasionally, a few glances were cast towards me, also filled with complicated emotions.
I smiled bitterly, and the helplessness in my heart surged like a tide.
I saved them and cleared their names, but they still couldn't believe me and couldn't accept the fact that I was connected to the demons.
I took a deep breath and told myself that I must not fall down and must not let them see me showing weakness.
I must be strong and prove my worth through my actions.
I straightened my back and scanned the crowd with a cold gaze, trying to use my aura to suppress their groundless suspicions.
But their questioning did not stop there.
"Feng Ziang, although you have been cleared of all charges, the relationship between you and the Demon King is still unconvincing." An old voice broke the silence of the meeting hall. It was the most conservative elder Li in the sect.
He walked slowly towards me with a cane, a look of scrutiny in his eyes.
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