Headless Immortal

Chapter 62 Demonic Speech
"Uncle Cat?"

"Where are the people?"

Cheng Yan had originally planned to ask Uncle Cat for advice on whether or not he should go, but after searching, he only found Gray Treasure lying sprawled under the table.

It seems Uncle Cat has gone off to do something mysterious again.

I didn't see him until midnight the day before yesterday.

Feeling frustrated, Cheng Yan packed his things, said goodbye to Lü He, and prepared to go back.

People tend to fall silent when they have worries.

Thinking it over is useless; I should just go back and rest.

"I'm with Brother Cheng."

Lu He noticed Cheng Yan's emotional change and, not wanting to remain unaffected, the two of them and the rat returned to the side room.

"You two brothers are back so early?" The two returned just as Zhou Changcai was washing up.

Logically speaking, Cheng Yan and Lü He should have returned at midnight, so 7 PM is considered early.

"It doesn't matter where I study."

Lu He put down the book basket, looked at Cheng Yan, and said, "Brother Cheng, it's not good to keep things to yourself."

Wu Agui wiped his face and asked, "Brother Cheng, is something on your mind?"

Cheng Yan sighed and said, "It's not really that, I just don't know if I should go to the southeast."

"southeast?"

Zhou Changcai sneered and said, "The bandits in the southeast have colluded with the pirates in the South Seas and occupied a considerable area. Going there now would be suicide. Let's be honest with each other, brothers. If you have really strong connections, you can go and earn some military merit. But if you're just a casual acquaintance and some big shot gives you some pointers, I think you shouldn't go and become cannon fodder."

"Brother Zhou is absolutely right."

Wu Agui, holding his teacup, said loudly, "That old man with the purple beard can summon wind and rain and heal severed limbs in an instant. If even someone like that can't be controlled, what ability do we have?"

"go?"

"Ugh, it's just death!"

"They say that if you learn both literary and martial arts, you can serve the emperor, but a rootless duckweed can't even keep its military merits."

Although the two of them usually acted recklessly, there was some truth to what they said, and Cheng Yan's heart swayed towards not going.

Zhou Changcai laughed heartily: "Come on, brother will take you to a fun place to relax."

"People shouldn't always be so tense."

"Brother Lü, want to join us?"

"I won't..."

"It's my treat, it's my treat!"

Wu Agui patted his chest as he approached and grabbed Lü He's arm.

"Go for a walk."

……

Shanchangyuan.

A low shout came from the darkness.

"who?!"

A burly man emerged from the shadows, wearing a dark blue turban and a dark blue battle robe with floral patterns. His sleeves were secured with soft armor, and he wore a brown leather belt with a long sword at his waist.

The burly man gripped his waist sword, gazing into the darkness in the distance under the pale moonlight.

The fog is exceptionally thick today, like the rising tide of a river spewing out billowing vapors.

Shadow.

The beast's feet stepped forward, and its crimson armor gripped the ground.

The big man's pupils suddenly shrank.

Two beams of demonic light shot out from the gilded beast eyes. The owner of the eyes seemed to be wearing a crimson demon mask. Silver-gray fur rippled in the night wind, and blue fangs gleamed with a cold light.

The dark blue-black skirt armor was folded into a horse-face shape.

He recognized the great monster before him as the one who had slaughtered the entire bandit stronghold.

"Big monster!"

Dong Ping's hair stood on end, and he circulated his inner energy, ready to strike at any moment.

The bandit leader was a skilled practitioner who had haphazardly cultivated true qi. He and his horse were blasted apart by the monster, whose monstrous strength was something that ordinary martial artists could not withstand.

Although he came from the Three Judicial Offices, most of his skills were for dealing with people, unlike the Earthly Office staff who dealt with demons and monsters.

"Protect the capital!" Dong Ping shouted.

Whoosh.

Two burly men arrived quickly.

The three people were positioned in a triangular formation.

Xue Wu and Wan Zheng were taken aback and exclaimed in unison, "Him!"

They all recognized this great monster.

The great demon had left a deep impression on them.

Its brutal methods wiped out the bandits like autumn leaves in the wind. It was a more dangerous existence than the bandits who blocked the road. Ordinary martial artists who had cultivated true qi might become its food after a few rounds of fighting.

Whoosh. A figure appeared before them.

"Colonel Captain!"

The three of them immediately found their leader.

Sun Shen looked at Wutong Mountain Lord.

A deep, hoarse roar escaped from the great demon's mouth: "Roar."

"You want to see the Chief Minister?" Sun Shen hesitated slightly. He and Wutong Mountain Lord were both teacher and friend, but this was a private relationship. The Chief Minister's affairs concerned the Southeast, and he could not make the decision.

"Roar."

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to leave, Sun Shen instructed, "Dong Ping."

"My subordinate is here."

"Go and report this to the governor."

"Here."

……

Inner hall.

The purple-bearded old man, Zhu Xianzhen, placed a black piece and chuckled, "Old Li, if you lose this game, you'll have to come out of seclusion with me."

Li Julu smiled and said to the white pieces, "I'll let you pick a few students."

"I sincerely request that you come out of retirement and lend me a helping hand," Zhu Xianzhen stated his purpose.

He had come all this way, how could it be for a few students who were of little use? His main purpose was to ask his old friend to go to the southeast to help him suppress the bandits.

If Li Julu can go, the chaos can be quelled.

Li Julu shook his head: "If it weren't for you, Zhu Xianzhen, I would have kicked anyone else out of the house long ago."

Zhu Xianzheng opened his mouth, but no matter whether he probed indirectly, went straight to the point, or chatted casually, he always refused when the topic came up. It seemed that Old Li was determined to retire semi-retire. He was even somewhat glad that Old Li could still teach at Bailudong Academy, as he could still cultivate many talents.

Although Li Julu himself did not leave the mountain, many of his disciples were willing to go out: "Those few from the Jiazi class are talented and have extraordinary martial arts skills. If you take them back, they will be of great use."

"Zhendu Hall."

"What's all this noise about?"

Dong Ping glanced at Li Julu, the headmaster of the academy, before saying, "The great monster has arrived."

"Big monster?"

"Yes."

Dong Ping then recounted his encounter with the bandits and the great monster on the road.

"It's him."

Zhu Xianzhen looked somewhat surprised, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

He had heard Captain Sun talk about the great demon, so he mentioned it to his old friend, wanting to ask what was so special about the student named 'Cheng Yan', whether he was related to the demon, and whether he could be recruited into the army because of this.

Unexpectedly, just as they were starting to investigate, the great demon himself arrived.

"welcome!"

……

"The governor said: Please come in."

Dong Ping hurried back.

Sun Shen nodded and gestured for him to proceed.

"please!"

He immediately led the way.

Sun Shen led the way, while Dong Ping and the others used a triangle to lock Lu Xun inside. If the monster's ferocity were to erupt, they could stop it immediately, at least preventing the monster from harming Du Tang.

Wu Tong Lu Xun, completely unafraid, followed him into the inner hall.

The maids and servants attending to them turned from curiosity to fear, each wishing they had two more legs to run far away.

Lu Xun's golden eyes moved from the headmaster's and landed on the purple-bearded old man.

He crossed his hands in a gesture of respect.

A deep, hoarse voice, tinged with a roar, resounded:
"Roar."

Li Julu said with a chuckle, "The language of monsters is really hard to understand."

He snapped his fingers as soon as he finished speaking.

A ray of light condensed from his fingertips and instantly covered Lu Xun's white hair and body.

Lu Xun was on high alert, but he found that he couldn't catch the glimmer of inspiration that the white-haired, white-bearded man was giving.

This person must be very strong!
"roar…

"So strong..."

A deep, slightly hoarse, heavy voice came from the gaping maw.

Lu Xun was clearly taken aback and stunned.

He hurriedly touched his neck and mouth, his golden demonic eyes fixing on the headmaster, a refined middle-aged man with white hair and beard, and asked in surprise, "Mr. Bailu?"

(End of this chapter)