Chapter 61: Neither Demon nor Immortal 1

[On the night of July 15th, a fire suddenly broke out in the Demon Suppression Tower at the center of the Wanjian Sect’s formation.]

This fire alarmed most of the cultivators in Yuzhou. Countless elders and disciples of the Wanjian Sect who were away were summoned to the sect overnight because of this fire. Even nearby sects rushed over, ready to help the Wanjian Sect suppress the demons at any time.

Fortunately, everything was resolved in time, and the seal of the Demon Suppression Tower was not destroyed by the magic fire. The three thousand demons that were eager to try in the tower were still locked in the tower.

However, one of the demons finally escaped.

Having said this, the white-haired old man stopped.

The tea drinkers around were just getting excited when they heard this and immediately urged him on unhappily.

"Hurry up and tell us, Dr. Tea! Stop keeping us in suspense!"

"Yeah yeah!"

There were protests all around, but the old man stroked his long beard and smiled, not in a hurry. After the people around him gradually calmed down, he slowly took the tea from the boy beside him and took a sip before continuing to speak.

"Do you know what this demon-suppressing tower is used for?"

"You said it was a place to suppress demons, so it must be a place to suppress demons."

Hearing this answer, the old man chuckled and shook his head, "Yes and no."

"You should know that the demon-suppressing tower contains not only demons, but also many human cultivators who have gone astray and violated the sect's orders and committed heinous crimes."

"The one who took the opportunity to escape during this fire is the only cultivator who has been imprisoned on the 81st floor of the Demon Suppression Tower for a full thousand years!"

Hiss—the tea drinkers around him were stunned by the old man's loud narration, and they all gasped. At this time, a young man sitting at the head raised his hand in confusion and said, "Old man, I don't understand. The human life span is only a short hundred years. What ability does that man have to survive in the tower for a thousand years?"

The others around him stopped talking and smiled, "You are young and don't understand. You should know that cultivators can come into contact with immortals. They can see immortals every day, absorb immortal energy, improve their cultivation, and learn immortal methods. Naturally, they can live a long and blessed life, and live as long as the gods."

The young man nodded, not quite understanding, and then asked, "But what crime did he commit to be imprisoned on the 81st floor of the Demon Suppression Tower? Old man, didn't you say that the higher up in the Demon Suppression Tower the more vicious and evil the demons are, and the more they endanger the human world?"

The old man stopped laughing when he got to this point. He seemed not to want to continue talking. However, looking at the expectant crowd around him, he continued talking. "Not only was he extremely vicious, that man-xiu once... Later, he colluded with the demons to slaughter the Tiandi Sect, the largest sect in Jiuzhou a thousand years ago. Except for the disciples who were traveling outside, the entire sect was a sea of ​​blood and no one was alive. Later, the demon-xiu evacuated but left him behind. The remaining disciples of the Tiandi Sect captured him together and sent him to the Supreme Court where the three sects and four schools jointly dealt with the criminals. As a result, that man-xiu was sentenced to be imprisoned in the Demon-Suppressing Tower, where he endured countless punishments day and night and could never be reborn. Since then, a war between humans and demons that lasted for a full hundred years was also caused by him."

The story of Dr. Tea was over, but the people around were still immersed in the shock of the story and were in a trance.

At this time, Wu Ling, who was sitting in the private room upstairs, sneered, "What nonsense! How could such a big disaster be caused by just one person?"

After saying this, he caught a glimpse of Yan Xi in his peripheral vision, who was looking at the downstairs with an interested expression.

Seeing him looking over, Yan Xi also retracted his gaze, and said with a smile on his face, "What's wrong, Brother Wu? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I just can't understand." Wu Ling sighed, "Why have I never seen a man of extraordinary bearing and outstanding ability like Fellow Daoist Yan in Jiuzhou before?"

Yan Xi gently put down the teacup in his hand and remained silent as he pondered.

So Wu Ling came over again with great interest, "I have been walking with you all this way, and I found that you are quite different from my fellow disciples."

"Oh - how is it different?" Yan Xi asked casually with his eyes slightly lowered.

Seeing his response, Wu Ling's face suddenly broke into a brilliant smile, "When I first met Daoist Fellow Yan, I felt that Daoist Fellow was very extraordinary. There was not a single ordinary thing on his body, even the white hairband on his head was woven from heavenly silk."

[This protagonist looks carefree, but I didn't expect him to be so meticulous. Who would stare at a hairband for no reason?] Yan Xi adjusted his sleeves and complained to the system in his mind.

The system made a series of grunting sounds and did not respond to him.

Seeing that he had no reaction, Wu Ling continued, "But Brother Yan is obviously extraordinary, but he doesn't even have a spiritual stone to trade with. Moreover, along the way, no matter what ordinary things he saw, he was very interested in them. He even played with the most ordinary magic tools on the stall for half a day. Just now, he even listened to the rumors that were told in the teahouse and the wine shop with relish. All these signs show that Brother Yan——"

He suddenly stopped talking here, and saw the young man opposite him, who was dressed in white without any ornaments, but had a divine appearance that could overwhelm all vulgar things, slowly raised his head. When his black bamboo-like eyes met his, even though Wu Ling had a profound cultivation and extraordinary concentration, he couldn't help but be dazed for a moment.

"So what should Yan be? Fellow Daoist Wu? What's wrong?"

A slender white hand stretched out in front of him and waved, and Wu Ling suddenly reacted.

"Ah, ah, Fellow Daoist Yan, where were we just talking about?" Wu Ling felt that his behavior just now was embarrassing, and he suddenly forgot what he had said.

"Just now, Fellow Daoist Wu mentioned my origins." Seeing that he had come to his senses, Yan Xi slowly put his hands back into his sleeves, and his voice sounded like the sound of jade colliding when he spoke with a smile.

"Oh, oh, actually, it's okay not to talk about that." Wu Ling lowered his head in embarrassment.

Yan Xi did not force him to speak out his reasoning, "If that's the case, then Brother Wu should take a good rest. You and I will go to Wuhai Mountain tomorrow, so I will not disturb you."

After saying that, he left the room.

-

The moment he closed the door, a subtle change immediately took place in Yan Xi's body, a change so subtle that it was barely noticeable to the naked eye, but it gave people a different feeling.

[Huh... It's really tiring to play this role.] Yan Xi took off his shoes and socks and sat cross-legged on the only bed in the room. This possessed villain was different from the ones he had encountered before. He was always tense and didn't dare to relax even when he was alone. After all, this was a world of immortal cultivation where one could fly, escape through the earth, pass through walls, and ascend to become an immortal. The original owner was a ruthless person who could even kill immortal messengers with his sword.

The villain in the original novel, after slaughtering a sect, was suppressed by the three sects and four factions in the Demon-Suppressing Tower and suffered punishment for a thousand years. Therefore, when he finally broke the seal and returned to the human world one day, in order to take revenge on the righteous monks, he stole the human race's treasure, the Lingxiao Sword, and provoked disputes between humans, demons, and monsters. In the end, he resurrected the ancient demon with blood sacrifices, and then he obtained the power of the ancient demon, killed the immortal messenger who came from the upper realm to help the lower realm survive the disaster, and finally due to lack of willpower, he was controlled by the ancient demon and overthrew countless lives in the entire world.

[It is really a serious sin. However, in fact, most of these sins are probably not committed by him. Based on our experience of clearing the previous two worlds, Yanxi is most likely just a scapegoat. ]

Hearing the system say this, Yan Sifang nodded in agreement, "It's strange no matter how you look at it, but the plot we got is incomplete, so we can piece together the complete truth. Let's take a look at this mission first."

[Okay, the main mission is still to prevent the destruction of the small world. ]

[Why can't I just give up summoning the ancient god? Wouldn't that solve everything? ]

[It's not that simple.] The last time I returned to the fast-through game, the system gave me a new voice to match the background of the new world, so at this time he deliberately spoke slowly with a deep old man's voice, [The resurrection of the ancient demon is a disaster that is bound to happen in this small world. Even if we don't do it, there are people who will do it. So we can't solve the crisis of the small world without summoning the ancient god, but we have to help the real protagonist Wu Ling grow up to be able to defeat the ancient demon and seal the ancient demon again to be considered to have completed the task.]

[What about the side quest? Is it to help the original owner clear his name? ] Yan Xi nodded, not dwelling on it too much, and asked about other things instead.

[No.] The system shook its head again in its unfathomable voice, [This side quest is not to help the original owner clear his name, on the contrary, we are going to help him avenge himself!]

[Revenge?] Yan Xi couldn't help but frown. [Who should he take revenge on? What does it mean to take revenge? Does he have many enemies?]

[No, this mission was extracted from the original owner's consciousness. Because his soul was too weak, we can't get any more information. But we can still see some subtle clues from the original story. The original owner probably cared about and hated the torture of being locked up in the Demon Suppression Tower for a thousand years. So the target of revenge and the reason for hatred are probably in there.]

[But a thousand years have passed, and we don’t even know if his enemies are still alive. How can I get a list of enemies that would satisfy the original owner?] Yan Sifang was very confused.

The system thought for a moment and said, "Actually, regarding this special situation, we have also obtained a special prop this time."

[What prop is it?] Upon hearing the word "prop", Yan Sifang, who was originally drowsy, suddenly woke up. You know, the prop that helped Xiao Yanbei's vision in the last world was also redeemed by Yan Sifang using his clearance points. So if the magical effect is placed in the fairy world, I wonder if it will be more powerful.

The system did not keep him in suspense and directly showed it to Yan Sifang, "Here, look, this is it, a one-time limited item that can only be used in this world."

Yan Sifang looked over and saw a bright red blood bead floating in front of him.

He reached out to touch it, and immediately the information about this item entered his brain. [Dripping Water: This item can only be activated when the user is on the verge of death. After activation, it will pass through all the causal lines of the user to achieve the effect of cursing and marking all enemies.]

[A limited item in this world that can curse all enemies when dying. However, you need to be close to the place where the original owner died, and also close to their enemies. ]

After hearing this, the system said, "There is only one place like this."

【Where? 】

【The execution platform of the three sects and four schools.】