Please destroy the main timeline.

Chapter 313 Murderous Intent on a Snowy Night

Mo Yu followed the madam upstairs to a private room on the second floor. Before she even got close, she could hear the sound of a zither coming from inside, with a melodious and graceful tune.

Emo anthems.

He entered the room.

There were quite a few guests here, with a dozen or so people dressed as scholars sitting in the room. In front of them was a screen, and behind the screen, one could vaguely see a beautiful woman playing the zither.

The style is quite good.

These monsters have decent taste.

Mo Yu observed the surrounding environment and, upon returning, used it as material to have Amy redesign it. When the hideout is expanded next time, they will create a special ancient-style room.

As the largest brothel in Snow City, the competition for the top courtesan is extremely fierce, and this girl in blue has a group of young men chasing after her every day.

Mo Yu was in no hurry to make a move.

Kong Fang delivered the items to the Demon Slayer Bureau, but it would take time for them to begin their operation.

The song is over.

A cheer erupted from the crowd.

Then came two more short songs.

Finally, it was time for the poetry recitation and composition session. The talented scholars and young gentlemen all brought out their prepared masterpieces, hoping to win the heart of the beauty.

One song per person.

The competition is fierce.

Finally, it was Mo Yu's turn to sit in the last seat.

All eyes were on them.

These scholars couldn't help but show some disdain when they saw his attire as a江湖人士 (jianghu person, someone who lives and works in the martial arts world).

The young master sitting at the head of the table saw Mo Yu, and after the two made eye contact, his expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.

Mo Yu glanced at the man.

The AI ​​immediately accessed his memories and retrieved the person's information. This was the prefect's second son; he had met him briefly three days ago at the prefect's residence when the prefect was assisting in the investigation of the fox demon.

A servant reminded him, "Young master, please produce your poem."

Mo Yu put down his wine cup and said with a smile, "This poem is for Miss Lan. Listen carefully."

He coughed lightly and said slowly, "Jade fingers pluck the strings in the dim moonlight, the rouge cave burns with wicked fragrance. A smile hides a deadly melody, and we shall see the white blade shatter the painted soul."

The words fell.

There was silence.

Everyone was confused.

Something's off about this poem; it doesn't seem like something that was written for a beautiful woman.

Suddenly, a handsome scholar in the front row stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Brother, you are a man of great talent, this is truly a masterpiece. I humbly admit my inferiority and take my leave."

After saying this, the man cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and left.

Upon seeing this, the prefect's son's eyes lit up slightly. He stood up and said, "Alas, even Young Master Qin has admitted defeat. It seems we can't win. Let's go."

After saying that, he left.

The others looked at each other.

Each competition seemed to involve many people, but in reality, only the two in the front row had the best chance. One was the second son of the prefect, and the other was this young master Qin, who was known as the number one talent in Snow City.

The two have been coming for half a month now. Although they have never been able to get upstairs, Miss Lan always gives them something. Last time she even gave them a sachet, so they are on the verge of success.

but.

The two surprisingly admitted defeat and left at the same time.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

Some people leave, some people stay.

The servant went upstairs.

The rest of the people sighed.

Today, it's expected that, as usual, no one will win.

After a while.

The servant came downstairs and called out:
"Please come upstairs, Mr. Mo."

Amidst the gasps and resentment of the others, Mo Yu climbed the tower. Halfway up, he turned back and shouted to the people below:

"Go home early, wash up, and go to bed."

A chorus of boos erupted from below.

The crowd took his well-intentioned advice as a triumphant boast, and now that things had come to this, whether they lived or died depended on their own fate.

Mo Yu climbed the building.

Outside Chunfeng Tower.

The two people who came out one after the other huddled together and quickly left down the street.

Young Master Cao's face was extremely pale. He asked, "Young Master Qin, have you discovered something?" Young Master Qin replied, "His poem is very clear. I'm afraid that tomorrow, this Spring Breeze Pavilion will no longer exist. As for you, you can't even recognize all the characters, do you think you can understand it?"

Young Master Cao said, "No, I saw him three days ago. Although he changed his clothes, his eyes didn't change, so I recognized him. He's the Grandmaster invited by the Kong family. My father said there are demons in the city lately, so I ran away..."

The two looked at each other and felt a chill run down their spines.

Young Master Qin sighed, "Alas, what a pity, Miss Lan is actually a demon. It was rare for me to be moved, yet I lost so completely."

He quickened his pace and fled.

The top floor of Chunfeng Tower.

Mo Yu pushed open a door and entered a special room.

The room was draped with sheer curtains, through which one could see a brazier burning in the center of the room, surrounded by many lit candles.

A woman sits by a brazier playing the zither.

The melodious sound of a piano drifted over.

Mo Yu parted the veil, walked to the center, and sat opposite the woman.

This fox spirit in human form is very beautiful; she truly deserves to be called the queen of flowers, a classic beauty.

The fox spirit didn't speak, but quietly played the zither.

The song ends.

The fox demon withdrew her hand and said in a seductive voice, "Young hero's poem had a hidden meaning."

Mo Yu took out a dagger and some leather, gently wiping them without looking at the fox demon, and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

The fox demon sobbed, "I have never harmed anyone, I only want to live. Let me serve you, young hero, and I guarantee you will have an unforgettable night."

Boom!
The dagger plunged into the instrument, unleashing a surge of magic that severed all the strings.

Mo Yu had already stood up, his face cold, and looked down at the fox demon, saying in a cold voice:

"no need."

After a few seconds of silence, he added:
"generally."

The fox demon stopped sobbing.

A sudden gust of wind blew, and all the candles and braziers in the room went out at the same time.

The veil was torn apart, and the six hidden fox demons attacked simultaneously, revealing their ferocious true forms, brandishing their sharp claws, and launching attacks from different directions.

There was a lot of noise in the darkness.

The sounds of tearing, screams of pain, the sound of the brazier overturning, and flesh being torn apart were followed by deathly silence.

Centered on the room, the candles and braziers inside the building quickly went out, and within two breaths, the building was plunged into darkness.

The darkness continues to expand.

After a few breaths, the entire street was plunged into darkness. All the light sources were extinguished and could not be lit no matter what they tried. A clump of water was attached to the lamp wick.

The building was in complete chaos.

All people saw was a giant, dimly lit spinning top bursting out of the room, barking wildly, and rampaging through the building. The roars and screams of monstrous beasts echoed continuously, and a heavy stench of blood permeated the building.

Dark clouds obscured the moon.

On this dark, snowy night, undercurrents were stirring within the city.

The Demon Slayer Division and the Black Xuan Guards joined forces to quietly block off the streets, with nearly ten thousand martial artists mobilized.

The crisp sound of bells echoed everywhere, weaving a nocturne of slaughter.

It was midnight.

The roars of monsters echoed through the city from time to time, continuing until the latter half of the night, after which the city fell into complete silence.

Ordinary people hiding in their homes were filled with anxiety, which lasted until dawn. Only after the sun broke through the darkness did some people muster the courage to open their doors and check.

The streets were filled with Black Guards.

The fox demon corpses were collected in batches and transported to the military outside the city.

Martial artists need the flesh and blood of demons to cultivate their qi and blood. The corpses of these fox demons will become nourishment for all the martial artists in the city.

The fox demon's head was cut off, and thousands of heads were piled up outside the city to form a mound of skulls, sending a silent threat to the northern snowfields.

Inside the small courtyard of the Prince's Mansion.

Mo Yu and Hai Luo Bella sat around a small stove, roasting sweet potatoes on sticks.

Inside the courtyard, Alpha was beating up Kong Tian.

The strongest group of fox demons hidden in Chunfeng Tower were all killed by Mo Yu. His corpses were all thrown into the hiding place to be juiced, and another 200ml of magic concentrate was made into his account.

The city was scattered with minor demons, which he was too lazy to collect.

The only pity was that no more useful clues were obtained. These fox demons would immediately explode if they tried to say anything about the 'Empress'.

Mo Yu was certain.

This matter is inextricably linked to Blacklight. The current derivative timeline only has two months left. If the other party doesn't come looking for him, he will take the initiative to wander around the snowfield.

(End of this chapter)