Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?-Chapter 81 - 80.5 I am the Younger Brother of Chapter
Chapter 81: Chapter 80.5: I am the Younger Brother of Chapter 80_1
Chapter 81: Chapter 80.5: I am the Younger Brother of Chapter 80_1
“Seems like you’re not convinced yet?” Peng Fulai chuckled coldly, looking at Zhang Jin with a mocking gaze, “No need to wait, if you want to seek revenge, just come at us, we’ll be waiting.”
Zhang Jin was clearly impulsive, but looking at Li Xuan who was quietly holding his blade and Zhang Yue, who was flexing his biceps, he swallowed his saliva and wisely backed down.
The former single-handedly defeated more than a hundred soldiers from Jingying and nearly a hundred servants, not even two Wu cultivators from the fourth house level were his match. As for Zhang Yue, he has always been known for his fierce fighting power in Nanjing.
However, Zhang Jin was still unwilling, “Don’t be so smug, once the mid-autumn festival is over, someone will arrive in Nanjing City. I will return to you everything that you’ve done!”
At this time, Li Xuan noticed a pretty young woman dressed as a man amongst the group of knights across them. It turned out to be Xi Xuer, the second daughter of deputy Zuodu Yushi Xi Ying’s family, with whom he was acquainted.
Upon seeing Li Xuan, Xuer instinctively turned her head away, perhaps feeling embarrassed about being discovered at the Qinhuai River at night. Yet, she soon turned her gaze back, glaring at Li Xuan with fury.
Li Xuan gave a cold snort, not caring one bit.
This woman proved to be a real nuisance. He’d just met her, and had done nothing wrong, yet she seemed to despise him.
He was considering whether he should deal with her before she becomes a hassle, when he sensed something stir behind him—the red-clad female ghost.
“Who’s ‘that one’? So, you still need someone to scare us, huh?”
Peng Fulai, with a sarcastic tone, watched as Li Xuan reeled in his steed and placed his hand on his blade, his eyes scanning ahead sharply.
“What’s wrong?” Peng Fulai asked, as he quickly took out the Demon Revealing Mirror, and looked ahead, “Anything unusual?”
Zhang Yue opened his Spirit Eye—he was a Wu cultivator at the fourth house level, with the ability to see ghosts merely by channelling Zhenyuan into his eyes.
But after a sweep, he saw nothing unusual.
The streets ahead were as busy as ever, with people bustling about, stallholders hawking their wares along the street.
Due to the approaching mid-autumn festival, the whole of Nanjing City was incredibly lively, with nearly every street crowded with people.
“I didn’t see anything,” Zhang Yue said with a puzzled look, “Qianzhi, could you have made a mistake? Don’t get jumpy.”
Yue Qianqian however knew that Li Xuan possessed an extremely powerful Guardian Spirit—there must be something happening for him to react such a way. Without any hesitation, she started casting a spell, causing a bright light to fall onto Li Xuan.
At that moment, a giant spider, about one yard in diameter appeared in Li Xuan’s field of vision. It had a purple carapace and fur, and numerous human eyes all over its body. At that moment, it was lurking on the roof of a distant house, all of its eyes staring at them.
Li Xuan held his breath—the numbing, chilly sensation in his chest had suddenly intensified.
He had assumed that a powerful evil ghost must have appeared nearby, but he certainly did not expect to see such a horrifying creature.
“Mini Divine Eyes!?” Peng Fulai was taken aback, “Yue Qianqian, have you reached the Fourth-Floor Territory?”
Generally speaking, only spell cultivators at the fourth house level could use this kind of magic, and it was more effective than the Spirit Eye of Wu cultivators.
“No, my physique is special, so it’s easier for me to cast spells. Oh my…” Yue Qianqian trembled, as she had also used the Mini Divine Eyes on herself.
“I’ll confront the creature with Taishan, you two take care of evacuating the crowd.”
Li Xuan took a deep breath, forced away the fear in his heart, and slowly drew his waist knife.
“It’s an Eye-Stealing Demon!” Yue Qianqian warned as she dismounted: “Usually transformed from blind people filled with resentment, envying others for having eyes, and thus stealing theirs. Be careful. Judging by its number of eyes, it’s close to reaching the peak of the sixth house level. Its weaknesses are light, wind, and particularly sand—”
“Got it!” Li Xuan also got off the horse and, together with Zhang Yue, adopted a stance indicating that they wouldn’t move if their enemy didn’t: “You guys be careful not to cause a stampede.”
Contrary to their wishes, as soon as Peng Fulai and the others started to disperse the crowd, the whole street turned into a chaos.
Cui Hongan, not too far away, was gleefully adding fuel to the fire: “Aha, Heaven has opened its eyes on this! This is retribution! You guys are doomed! Fellow villagers, run! Don’t listen to them. This is an evil ghost from the sixth house level, and these patrolling guys are merely rookies from Liudao Division. They spend all their time in brothels, utterly useless! I, Cui Hongan, guarantee with my integrity!”
Perhaps he had convinced himself that Li Xuan’s group would inevitably make fools of themselves. He began to tremble with excitement, reining in his horse with a look of intense anticipation on his face.
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Zhang Jin, nearby, sensed something was off but after some thought, he decided against intervening, also eagerly watching from the side.
Xi Xuer, standing behind him, was slightly bright-eyed with anticipation.
At this point, everyone was screaming and rushing towards the sides of the street. Not only were the stalls on the sides knocked over, but several people were also knocked to the ground.
Luckily, Yue Qianqian, who was quick-eyed and wealthy, immediately threw several Jinzhong talismans to the fallen people, sparing them from being trampled to death.
Within moments, the half of the street was left in complete disarray, with countless overturned stalls and scattered vegetable leaves on the ground.
“You screw-up!”
Once Peng Fulai returned, Li Xuan said complainly: “You actually told them straight out that an evil ghost is haunting? Haven’t you read the Book of Liudao Chumo?”
The so-called Book of Liudao Chumo is an ancient tactical manual, detailing how the warriors of Liudao Fumo should act in various scenarios and what to prioritize.
“I will read it when I get back, and I’ll know next time.” Peng Fulai looked embarrassed, it was indeed his fault. It was due to his lack of experience, he didn’t think too much at the time.
“These cowards! He’s just messing with me.”
Peng Fulai cast a fierce glance at Cui Hongan and those watching the commotion from a distance, chuckling gleefully.
But it was his fault. If it weren’t for his provocation, the previous incident wouldn’t have happened.
Yue Qianqian looked at the Eye-Stealing Demon, puzzled: “Why isn’t it making a move?”
At the height of the panic among the crowd just now, it should have been the most opportune time for the Eye-Stealing Demon to strike. Most fierce demons and evil spirits are able to absorb people’s fear to strengthen themselves. But this Eye-Stealing Demon had been very quiet, peacefully watching them from the rooftop.
“It’s Zidie!”
Li Xuan’s look was complicated as he shifted his gaze towards another figure standing on a rooftop.
The woman wore a veil, but Li Xuan knew who she was at a glance.
Zidie stood leisurely, but she was constantly looking in the direction of the Eye-Stealing Demon, which in turn was returning her gaze using at least three-fourths of its eyes.
