Chapter 115 Demon Transformation
"Could it be six inches tall? A paper doll?"
"What else could it be but height? It can't be strength, can it?"
"...Pah! Do you think our boss looks like someone who would talk dirty? Stop spouting nonsense!"
However, the demons whispered amongst themselves, but none of them dared to ask their leader any further questions.
The ghost general's aura was so intense, and his expression so sinister and terrifying, that his subordinates were filled with both fear and dread, but mostly with admiration. They immediately promised to capture this reckless brat and bring him back to their boss to avenge him!
So the subordinates grabbed any golden-eyed creatures they saw, regardless of whether they were human, ghost, or demon, and brought them all back to the underground palace for the ghost general to examine. This caused quite a stir in the outside world.
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He slept without any dreams, but when he woke up, he felt even more tired than when he was possessed by a demon. So he got up and sat down to meditate and regulate his breathing. At that moment, the dim red and green light from outside poured in through the window frame, shining on his back and head, and the rest spilled onto the bedding.
Without having to look down, Shinjuku saw his own shadow cast on the bedding, with two triangular shadows rising above his head.
He subconsciously glanced back at the window frame, but didn't find anything triangular. Then a strange thought popped into his head.
"...No way..." Shinju raised his hand and scratched his head, but unexpectedly yet logically, he touched a soft, furry thing.
He pulled harder, and a sharp pain shot straight into Shinjuku's bone marrow.
Shinjuku couldn't help but get out of bed. When he stood up, he inexplicably felt that the ceiling had become much lower, but he didn't have time to think about it and hurriedly walked to the bronze mirror.
Unexpectedly, the mirror did not reflect his entire body. After taking several steps back, Shinjuku was able to see his reflection in the mirror.
On the head of the person in the mirror stood a pair of frosty white animal ears, thick with triangular outer edges and small dark brown triangular inner tufts. With a gentle twitch, the dandelion-like downy hairs at the tips of the ears seemed to flow. The soft, cloud-like feel I had felt earlier must have come from that spot.
The animal ears of the person in the mirror reached straight to the ceiling, and that godlike golden physique easily filled the entire mirror surface. The inverted triangle upper body stretched the loose inner garment to its limit, and the power contained within seemed to be about to burst out of the garment. As for the lower body, it had become too long, and the trousers that could have covered the insteps were now just past the knees, which made it look a bit frivolous.
Before Shinju could even ponder why the suppression on his body had failed and he had reverted to his True Immortal form, the restriction beside the bed suddenly sensed being triggered. With a flick of his finger, the flowing light emanating from the restriction spun around like a whirlwind. A moment later, the figures of the snow fox and the big-eared fox courtesan appeared beside the bed, their stunned expressions catching Shinju's eye.
Shinju immediately turned his back to straighten his clothes and tighten his belt before turning back to ask them, "How long have you been watching?"
Xue Li and Qian Mo's fox-like eyes suddenly widened, staring intently at a certain spot behind Zhen Su, their excitement almost causing them to interlock their fingers.
Confused, Shinjuku followed their gaze and looked down, only to find a large shadow flashing past between his legs. Shinjuku reached behind him and grabbed a thick, brown and white furry tail.
"..." Upon closer inspection, there are nine brown and white ring patterns on it.
Shinju finally realized what he had become as a demon, and that their words about becoming a demon upon entering the underworld were true. Although the streets outside were filled with demonized ghost soldiers and spirits, he hadn't been the one to be demonized yet, so he didn't really feel it.
And now we have it.
Perhaps it was the striking contrast between Shinjuku's handsome appearance and his rather unkempt and clumsy beast-eared tail that made him so visually impactful.
Seeing this, Xue Li subconsciously touched her burning ears. Usually, she was the most sweet-talking, but now she stammered and couldn't answer. In her heart, she was screaming: How can someone be both sweet and handsome? That's too unfair!
Qianmo was utterly speechless, his cheeks flushed crimson with overwhelming emotion. He almost cried out his innermost thoughts: "I want to touch it so badly!! What?! What?! The Nine-Section Wolf is so cute!!"
Seeing that they looked like they wanted to pounce on him, Shinju frowned slightly and took a half step back.
After retreating, the two regained their senses slightly. They exchanged glances and reassured each other, "This servant is only here on Mr. Bai's orders to remind you, sir, that the Ghost Market will open at midnight tomorrow."
"My lord, do not be afraid. If there are no other orders, we will return now."
Shinjuku shook his head decisively, and they left the room, looking back every few steps.
In the end, Shinjuku still didn't understand why they had informed him, but why they had hidden themselves in his room. However, as long as they weren't the demon's people, they weren't anything to fear.
At this time, Mr. Bai was not in the Earthly Fiend Courtyard, but in the Changhun Tower, the highest tower in Fengdu, where he met with a strange Taoist priest whose body was wrapped in strips of cloth.
Mr. Bai, who usually presented a gentle demeanor, could not hide his anger as he questioned, "Didn't you say that this information would never be given to anyone else, and that I, Bai, was the only one to keep an eye on it?!"
The strange Taoist's mouth was also covered by a strip of cloth, so his voice sounded muffled. "When did I leak that information? Do you have any evidence?"
"Ha, evidence? What need is there for evidence? Go out and ask around, and you'll find that everyone is looking for a golden-eyed youth." Mr. Bai's eyes flashed with disdain, but out of fear of the person behind him, he suppressed his dissatisfaction. "Aren't you all doing this because you think I've overpaid?"
The strange Taoist priest was silent for a moment. He wanted to explain that he knew nothing about the matter, but Mr. Bai's aggressive manner was truly infuriating. As a dignified member of the demonic path, working for the Phoenix Feather Demon Lord and having a name and reputation in the martial world, he naturally couldn't tolerate a mere steward of a courtyard speaking to him in such a sarcastic manner.
Mr. Bai's words also reminded him that when it comes to finding someone, it doesn't matter who you ask. More people means faster results, and you don't have to worry about anyone's attitude.
Just as the strange Taoist was about to leave, Mr. Bai said, "I have found the person. If you want the information I have, you don't need to pay me. Let the Demon Lord come to me in person."
The strange Taoist couldn't help but turn around and glance at the other party. Seeing that Mr. Bai's eyes were not teasing but serious, and considering Mr. Bai's reputation, he finally nodded.
A hint of smugness flashed across Mr. Bai's eyes.
With the Ghost Market about to open, Masaki's pockets were empty, so he plunged into the mines and dug like crazy to save up money.
The evil spirits within the Three Corpses also need to be fed with earth crystals; otherwise, the yin energy cannot be continuously supplied to their "ultimate yin body."
Unfortunately, although Earth Crystal Stones are not uncommon, they are an extremely important resource for Yin Soldiers. Earth Crystal Stones can be used to repair the loss of soul energy, which is equivalent to medicine for Yin Soldiers.
Therefore, the price of Earth Crystal Stones is not low, and Earth Crystal Stone mines are heavily guarded. A ghost soldier of his level cannot enter to mine without permission.
Fortunately, the appearance of Majutsu after his transformation into a demon sparked quite a bit of discussion among the spirits.
"Hey, see that miner over there? His body...tsk tsk!"
"Although he's not exactly good-looking, to be honest, the fact that he controls his demonic transformation so well shows that he's definitely not weak!"
"It's just recently transformed into a demon. In a while, it'll be covered in fur, fangs, claws, and carapace. It'll look cool, but back when we first grew ears and tails, we looked about the same as it!"
"...Come on! How many people can have a physique like that? Looks aren't that important, it's the presence that's truly great! That arm strength, just looking at it is unbearable! If only he could lift me up..."
Although Shinju could hear the chatter of the other miners around him, he was initially quite pleased with himself, swaying his large tail. However, as the lewd and aggressive talk reached his ears, Shinju's white, erect ears began to turn red. He had no choice but to block out his hearing and focus on swinging his pickaxe.
While Shinju could keep his own ears shut, he couldn't stop others from talking. So, word spread like wildfire, and the news of his mining activities eventually reached the ears of Bai Wuchang.
Then, Majutsu's application was suddenly approved, and he was granted special permission to participate in mining crystals.
After digging for nearly two days, Shinju earned a full ten taels of silver. He then spent only one tael of silver to exchange for enough earth crystals to feed the evil spirits for half a month. These were all scattered and fragmented, and because they didn't look good, they weren't expensive. As a first-hand miner, he was very good at bargaining and acquiring them. In the end, he bought them for less than half the market price.
Finally free, Bai Wuchang rushed to the mine, only to be told that Zhen Su had already left. Bai Wuchang's eyes darkened, but he didn't linger and turned to leave.
Fengdu is located in an inconspicuous corner of the southwest. Between two walls hangs a gray curtain. If you touch it, you will find that there is a real wall underneath, solid and indestructible.
At midnight, a group of ghosts carrying bags or peddlers walked towards the wall without looking up. The moment they passed through the wall, both the curtain and the wall became transparent.
Shinjuku walked in the middle of the horde of spirits. His perfect figure and thick, nine-ringed tail were quite eye-catching. Many people in front and behind him secretly glanced at him, their eyes filled with either curiosity or envy, until they witnessed Shinjuku crashing hard into the wall.
"?!" All the ghosts who witnessed this scene gasped in astonishment.
Majutsu was also stunned by the impact, covering his reddened nose and standing still.
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