(81) A Demon for a Demon
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"Uncle, as of now, Brother Wen is sincere to Ah Yue. They never quarrelled and it seems farfetched for Brother Wen to hurt her. He cant even pull a hair off her." Zi Yingjun replied calmly and stood up. Though the Xing Stone is cursed, he is free from it. With seven hundred years of living in this world, Zi Yingjun suffered many setbacks in life. There is no way he will fall in love. The only thing that matters to him is the power to crush a world in a single move. Even if he used the Xing Stone, it will not harm him. Moreover, if the curse really did befall on him, that means he will die three hundred years from now.
"Yingying, I need you to get rid of the stone." Zi Mingde requested as Zi Yingjun turned his back. He took a pause and looked back to Zi Mingde. "As soon as possible. We cant return to the clan yet and if you get there first than us, please get rid of that stone. You don't have to use it. I am not willing to endanger you two. Ah Yue never wanted to throw it away for some reason. Neither of us can persuade her. Xiao Wen tried but he didn't succeed. He suggested that you should ask Ah Yue since she listens to you as well."
"Uncle, rest assured. I will get rid of it." a sharp light flashed across Zi Yingjun's eyes. His lips turned into an arc. Be killed or not, why will he care? As far as he knows, he have the Time Lotus Essence and he is a variable of fate. He can change his destiny over and over. Luckily, three hundred years from now, the woman fated to take his life will appear. He still have time.
"What the hell is that?!" an elder of Gu Faction was unable to believe his eyes upon seeing a hill move. To their surprise, it was not a hill but a turtle with a grassland and trees on its back. They had separated from the scouting group already and the terrain became more unbearable as spirit beasts rose in ranks and few demon beasts started appearing.
Zi Yingjun glanced sideways upon hearing a rustle from behind. His divine sense caught a whiff of danger from the trees behind them. He quickly dragged Hai Liang to his side and pulled her close. At the same time, a long vine of darkness whipped one of the elders.
"Guh!" the elder coughed out blood with the black vine passing through his chest. The group went alert and was relieved Hai Liang was safe. She was nearly struck there.
"Its no use saving him." Zi Yingjun caught the corpse when the black vine went back to the forest. He stared there as Hai Liang hurriedly hid behind them. Upon seeing another vine striking, he threw the corpse towards it and the vine was forced to catch the corpse. Zi Yingjun suddenly retrieved another sword. It was not the Bleak Night Sword but something slim, elegant and made of pure cold ice with strange symbols carved on it. He struck the sword to the corpse and froze the vine until it broke itself.
Just then, a scary demonic figure came out of the forest. It have no arms but black vines that is as dark as its skin. The figure have a humanoid pair of legs and feet. Its body was shaking in strange motions. Hai Liang never saw something like it and whimpered a bit. Shi Zhao was in front of her. He noticed her trembling and knew she have no experience when meeting a demon beast. Shi Zhao assured her by carrying her in his arms like a child.
"Princess, the demon beast is in the first rank of Foundation Building. No need to worry. We can handle it." Shi Zhao coaxed the seemingly frightened little girl.
"Brother Wen, Shi Zhao, guard the princess and take her away from here." an elder commanded. They lost a member that easy because of carelessness. He needs to be avenged!
"You guys go first." Zi Yingjun didn't even glance at them and craned his neck. A series of cracking sound resonated. He easily waved the sword in a circular motion with a hand and stepped forward. "I'll try helping the elders. Just so, they can tell the difference of Zi Xian's son from his father."
"Understood." Shi Zhao quickly understood what he means. Zi Yingjun wants to prove he is not like his father. However, Shi Zhao will not easily believe that. He can tell something will happen after this.
"Elders, let me do it first." Zi Yingjun gave a brief confident smile to the elders after the three left. "This is not a demon beast. Its a demonic cultivator that used a corrupted forbidden technique."
"Heh. Do show us how a demonic cultivator's son fights his own kind."
"Certainly." he sneered and thought they will personally experience how a demonic cultivator fights. Zi Yingjun waved the sword. The carvings started to light up when he transferred a certain required amount of qi in it. Snowflakes floated around the sword like a linen curling over it.
The demonized cultivator suddenly shrieked and attacked Zi Yingjun with its vines. He dodged them even if it was fast. Zi Yingjun blocked the vines after standing close enough to the demon. Every time the vines got in contact with the icy blades, it will turn into a block of ice and easily break. Zi Yingjun started his offensive defense by keeping the blade in contact with the vines. It shortened until their distance became short.
All of a sudden, the carvings on the sword brightened to white instead of its usual blue one. A white miasma exploded from the sword and went past Zi Yingjun. His black and purple attire changed to white, even his hair dyed white. The sword broke into pieces as they formed into a number of scythe. Zi Yingjun's pupils became blank like an empty paper. He raised his hand and the floating scythes struck the demon that was desperate to fight back.
The elders felt something was off with Zi Yingjun. They kept quiet and watched him easily destroy his opponent. Each time the scythe cut through the demon, the damage can no longer be restored like before. Worse, the demon started withering like an adult becoming old.
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