Chapter 234
Zheng Fa didn’t mind her expression; instead, he said, “I’d like to ask you for a favor, Fairy Xiao.”
Xiao Yuying was taken aback, and Zheng Fa glanced at Sister Zhang, who nodded in response.
Zheng Fa then explained the collusion between the Da Zizai Demon Sect and the demon race, and how it might pose a threat to the Jiushan Sect.
“What do you want me to do?”
Xiao Yuying didn’t rush to agree but asked another question.
After pondering for a moment, Zheng Fa replied, “Fairy Xiao, I’d like to invite you to Fengcheng to spread a piece of news.”
“What news?”
“You encountered the emergence of the Di Liu Jiang right by the Thunder Pool.”
“That’s it?” Xiao Yuying asked, puzzled. “Will they believe it?”
She understood Zheng Fa’s intention—Di Liu Jiang was considered a treasure for bloodline evolution among the demon race.
Zheng Fa shook his head. “I’m not sure, but… given the demon race’s thirst for bloodline evolution and your reputation, I believe they’ll be somewhat tempted.”
Xiao Yuying nodded lightly and said, “If I help with this, you’ll accompany me to that secret realm?”
“Absolutely!”
“Alright! This task is simple.” Xiao Yuying agreed readily. “Once we reach that secret realm, I won’t treat you unfairly!”
“Fairy Xiao! I swear here and now, I won’t take a single thing from that secret realm!” Zheng Fa’s expression turned serious.
To be honest, he not only didn’t want anything, but if he could avoid stepping into that secret realm altogether, he would prefer it.
He was all about not crossing the threshold!
Completely unrelated to the new laws!
Xiao Yuying stared at Zheng Fa for a moment and then asked, “I’ll help Jiushan Sect find those demons and members of the Demon Sect in Fengcheng—do you have any other requests?”
Zheng Fa nodded.
“I’ve been to countless secret realms and seen at least eight thousand cultivators.” Xiao Yuying’s admiration was genuine. “I’ve never met anyone like you, Brother Zheng, who is so devoted to the sect and utterly selfless.”
Before Zheng Fa could respond, Sister Zhang was taken aback, her expression saying it all—“Heaven help me, I wouldn’t dare to praise him like that.”
(End of Chapter)
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**Chapter 222: The Importance of Persona**
Watching Xiao Yuying leave, Sister Zhang turned to Zheng Fa and said, “Junior Brother, are you planning to capture a few demons?”
Zheng Fa nodded. “Right now, we only know that the Da Zizai Demon Sect and the demon race have joined forces, but we have no idea how many enemies we’re dealing with… I want to help the Sect Leader, but I don’t know how.”
“Currently, the Da Zizai Demon Sect is likely unable to emerge, and it seems we can only rely on the power of the demon race. We need to at least figure out how many demons are involved with the Da Zizai Demon Sect.”
The group’s gaze turned toward the Jinwu.
The Jinwu shrank its neck and mumbled, “I… already told you!”
“I still don’t understand how powerful your demon race really is.”
The Jinwu was taken aback and felt a bit frustrated. “Don’t say you’re unclear; even the demon race doesn’t fully understand—our race doesn’t divide by clans but by territory.”
“…”
“I know that the demons in your Jiushan Sect are all under the command of the Qingyun Great Sage.”
“Great Sage?”
Zheng Fa glanced at Sister Zhang, who explained, “Great Sage seems to be the title the demon race gives to those above the Transformation stage.”
The Jinwu nodded and continued, “Under the Great Sage, there are ten Yuanying demon kings, and I’m one of the subordinates of the Wuxin Demon King.”
Zheng Fa nodded.
It was understandable that a Great Sage would have such power.
According to Sister Zhang’s earlier words, the Baixian Alliance only has one Transformation stage cultivator on the surface.
He felt a heavy weight in his heart.
Even if the Transformation stage cultivator doesn’t emerge, ten Yuanying great demons are not something Jiushan Sect can withstand alone.
“Are there any who would come to Jiushan Sect?”
Zheng Fa asked the Jinwu.
“Beyond that… I’m not sure.” The Jinwu said gloomily, “My bloodline isn’t valued among the demons, and the Wuxin Demon King doesn’t pay me any mind.”
At this point, the Jinwu felt a bit wronged:
“The resources for the demon race are scarce, and with the supreme bloodlines unable to grow, those of lesser bloodlines don’t respect each other. No one can unify the various factions, and internal strife is quite brutal. If I didn’t have some hidden abilities, I wouldn’t have survived this long.”
“If you want to get to the bottom of this, you’ll need to capture some demons at the Jindan stage.”
Zheng Fa understood why the Jinwu was so eager to sell out the demon race—it was essentially a ragtag army.
Aside from not being human, they had little in common.
Not only were they inferior to the immortal sects, but they also couldn’t compare to the demon sects.
“Junior Brother, we need to be cautious…”
Sister Zhang said.
Zheng Fa nodded and asked, “Among the demons that have come, who holds the highest status?”
“There’s one with the Qiongqi bloodline; he’s a descendant of the Wuxin Demon King…”
Zheng Fa frowned. “This person has a special identity and can’t be captured forcefully, lest we alert the Wuxin Demon King… Otherwise, we’d be stirring up a hornet’s nest.”
Sister Zhang nodded lightly, pondering, “We need to make everyone believe that—this person is hiding on his own?”
Upon hearing this, Zheng Fa turned his gaze to the Jinwu.
The Jinwu seemed to understand something.
“I… I have a conscience!”
Zheng Fa reached out and patted it, and the Jinwu looked confused, but still said, “If I go after him, the Wuxin Demon King will kill me!”
“I’ll take care of you.”
“Deal!”
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**Taiyang County, Fengcheng.**
A group of burly men walked down the street, their imposing figures and fierce expressions contrasting with the pale, hollow look in their eyes.
Among them was a young man with a square face, taller than his companions by half a head.
As they walked down the street, they kept a low profile, and others couldn’t even hear what they were saying.
Clearly, they were using some means to conceal themselves.
“Why have those demon women from the Demon Sect let us out to play these past few days?” one suddenly asked.
The square-faced youth shot him a glare, seemingly annoyed that he was speaking out of turn in the crowd. After glancing around, he said, “I heard that little Jinwu escaped, and they’re planning to change locations.”
“Escaped? So what if it escaped? Why change locations?” the questioner replied.
“Better to be cautious,” the square-faced youth shook his head and whispered, “The immortal sect is powerful now; we shouldn’t expose ourselves.”
“It’s been hundreds of thousands of years… when can we stop hiding like this?”
The others nodded, looking somewhat frustrated.
“Once we deal with Jiushan Sect and the powerful figures of the Da Zizai Demon Sect emerge from the secret realm, our good days will come. All the spirit stone mines around here will be ours.”
The square-faced youth seemed to have considerable authority, and upon saying this, the others fell silent.
Suddenly, one of them laughed and said, “Big Brother, you possess the Qiongqi bloodline and are a descendant of the great king. Once our demon race achieves success, who knows, you might even become a demon king!”
“What’s so great about being a demon king?” another chimed in. “You could be a Great Sage!”
The square-faced youth gently shook his head. “We’re allied with the Demon Sect out of necessity… In the future, we’ll likely have to heed the words of that Da Zizai Demon Ancestor.”
The group fell silent.
They had been sent to the Da Zizai Demon Sect, and from the attitude of those demon women, it was clear—the demon race was in a weaker position in this partnership.
Despite their supposedly illustrious bloodlines, in the eyes of those demon women, they were little more than breeding stock.
“Our demon race is still too weak— even if the Da Zizai Demon Sect gains power, we’re merely vassals.” The square-faced youth sighed softly. “Our strength is only at the Jindan stage, and we’re just fish for others to butcher.”
The group exchanged glances, their expressions downcast, losing the earlier excitement.
Suddenly, a commotion erupted on the street.
The silent group turned to look at the source of the disturbance.
A tall female cultivator walked slowly through the crowd, seemingly accustomed to the gazes of these men.
“Who is that?” the square-faced youth asked.
One of the men rushed forward to inquire and returned to say, “Big Brother, have you heard of Fairy Lingye?”
“That treasure fairy?”
The square-faced youth asked, his face betraying a hint of surprise.
“Exactly! I’ve heard that wherever she goes, she encounters secret realms; her luck is truly extraordinary!”
The name of Fairy Lingye was well-known among these demons, and as they spoke, their tone was filled with deep envy.
However, the square-faced youth’s expression darkened as he said, “If she’s come to Fengcheng, this place is bound to be troublesome! We should head back quickly!”
The others were taken aback, exchanging glances. Though they seemed reluctant to leave, they all heeded his words.
The group turned and walked toward the other end of the street.
Suddenly, the crowd erupted into buzzing discussions again.
It seemed they had heard something significant.
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