Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 227 Soul Lost in Eagle's Sorrow Valley

"They came so quickly."

Luo Fengming narrowed his eyes, wiped the bloodstains from his face, and looked around.

Between the two peaks stood at least a dozen figures, all renowned experts from the various immortal sects of the Hengshui lineage, and long-time loyal subordinates of the prince.

"Did I miscalculate?"

He sensed the dense array aura surrounding him; the pervasive water vapor, like a net, had already firmly enveloped Eagle Sorrow Gorge.

These faces were all familiar, each one was in Luo Fengming's calculations, and they were not new reinforcements sent by Hengshui.

Under normal circumstances, this group of Nascent Soul Immortal Descendants should be entangled by numerous idle demon kings and unable to escape.

But now, not only have they arrived, they even had enough time to set up the formation in advance, and only now have they shown themselves.

That's impossible.

Not to mention that the number of demon kings was greater than these descendants of Hengshui Immortals, and with the help of the Luo family, they had prior knowledge of the enemy's whereabouts, how could they have been defeated so quickly?

Even if they really lost, why didn't I receive a single message? Did all the demon kings perish, with not a single one escaping?

That's utter nonsense!

"You've calculated the strength of both sides, but you've overlooked human nature."

"The Luo family uses the 'Free and Easy Way' as bait to attract only those who value their lives. When they realize that things are hopeless, demon kings like them will only choose to protect themselves and leave quietly."

A hint of despair flashed in Old He's eyes, and his face darkened as he said, "Worried that the Luo family would blame them for fleeing without a fight, naturally no one would be foolish enough to inform you before scattering like birds and beasts."

He took a deep breath: "Not every demon king can match the strength of Cang Li and his group. To be precise, it's the other two who come from—"

Just as the old man was about to utter the words "Yongzhou".

Luo Fengming, however, gave a soft rebuke: "Silence."

He felt that it was foolish to disregard the bigger picture and only care about one's own family.

When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact.

But that was their choice after all. They've already left, so there's no need to drag Yongzhou into it anymore.

Even if the final outcome is the same.

Luo Fengming enjoys scheming, but he only targets those self-important individuals within the Heavenly Demon Palace who only know how to protect themselves.

He clicked his tongue and remarked, "That place really produces talented people."

Many years ago, figures like Yuan Yuan emerged out of nowhere, and now two young successors have taken up the mantle, generation after generation without interruption.

Unfortunately, both generations share the same habit: they stay in that place and refuse to come out.

"Young Master!"

Seeing that the young man had steered clear of the topic and was even considering others, Old He's blood-stained face showed a hint of regret, but no trace of annoyance or hatred.

His heart clenched.

You must understand that our young master is risking his life for the sake of the demons of both countries, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he has betrayed the stance of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

Now, abandoned by those demon kings, they are facing annihilation.

Not to mention the young master, even he felt it wasn't worth it.

"If we had known this would happen, we shouldn't have helped them—" Old He couldn't help but say.

"You're talking nonsense again. I did this because I was bored and wanted to do something big to make a name for myself."

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Luo Fengming stretched out his arms and smirked, "It's just that I'm not as skilled as others, and I messed up. Don't blame others."

Faced with the encirclement and suppression of numerous immortal descendants and a grand formation, the master and servant actually started chatting.

In particular, the young master of the Luo family's nonchalant and lazy demeanor clearly reignited someone's anger.

"Luo Fengming————"

A hoarse, resentful voice rang out again.

A young man dressed in a magnificent black robe and adorned with a gold and jade belt staggered out from behind the crowd of figures.

One could see a special horn on its head, while the other one had been forcibly broken off.

His black robe was torn, and the scales on his body looked as if they had been scraped off several times. Countless blood holes were still difficult to heal, and his internal organs could be seen rising and falling slightly inside.

Luo Fengming really wasn't exaggerating.

Wangsun's injuries were far more severe than his.

"You think you can get away with this by playing dumb?" He sneered, his eyes gleaming with a green light.

"Otherwise what? I am the eldest young master of the Luo family, one of the future masters of the Heavenly Demon Outer Palace. My life is extremely precious. Playing around is one thing, but try to really harm me!"

Luo Fengming smiled and brought up the Heavenly Demon Palace: "I spilled a cup of wine on you, and a few servants died. Don't make me laugh."

"A cup of wine — Heavenly Demon Palace —"

Hengshui Wangsun raised his trembling hand to touch his broken horn.

His body began to convulse, his twisted features filled with ferocity: "I will not only kill you, but also report to my grandfather and destroy your Heavenly Demon Palace!"

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Upon hearing this, Luo Fengming's expression changed slightly, and he finally showed some fear. He immediately changed his words, saying, "One person does the deed, one person takes responsibility for it. Let's not involve the Demon Palace in our grudges!"

Old He's arms had already fallen limply to his sides.

Even though he's about to lose his life, the young master is still thinking about how to wreak havoc on the family.

As expected, seeing Luo Fengming's attitude, Hengshui Wangsun's long-accumulated resentment finally found an outlet.

He let out a few sinister laughs, and when he looked down again, a dark light shone brightly in his eyes.

"You think your worthless life is enough to compensate for Xiao Wang's dragon body?"

"Kill them!"

Amidst a deafening roar, more than ten immortal descendants simultaneously took a step forward.

The mist that filled the sky transformed into countless white dragons, rolling about fiercely and brimming with murderous intent, instantly blocking all avenues of survival.

"You promised me that this matter would never threaten your life. You said your life was precious and you couldn't die in vain."

Exhausted and heartbroken, Old He finally couldn't help but utter a complaint at this critical moment of his death.

He had followed the other party for many years, accompanying him since childhood. Regardless of their social status, he had long regarded him as his own son.

"You lied to me—"

"Where did you learn to speak so mournfully?"

Luo Fengming rolled his eyes, looking at the white dragons poised to pounce across the sky, and at the prince who wished he could devour him whole.

He said nonchalantly, "Isn't this what you're here for? It's only right for a servant to die for his master. Hurry up and escort me away."

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"I?"

Old He was stunned for a moment. Although he was a Nascent Soul stage demon, his strength was not outstanding in the Luo family. He was only able to follow the young master at any time because he was deeply trusted by him.

Under normal circumstances, it's manageable, but faced with this deadly situation, even if you crushed all the bones, you wouldn't be able to find a way out.

"This old servant has neither the strength nor the means," Old He said bitterly, blaming himself. "Now, all I can do is die before the young master—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"I see."

Luo Fengming withdrew his gaze, stared at the old man, seemed to ponder for a few moments, and then smiled helplessly, "Then there's nothing I can do. I'll just have to see you off."

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Old He stared blankly at the young master's bright eyes and the faint smile on his lips.

Before he could react, Luo Fengming suddenly grabbed his shoulder.

The young man, who had just been on the verge of death and looked utterly listless, now had a serious expression on his face.

"I'm not lying to you, how can this be considered a wasted death?"

For him to achieve his desired outcome, it would be enough if just one of them perished here today.

Ideally, it would be Prince Hengshui, but it could also be him.

The effect is the same.

The eldest son of the Luo family was killed by the flood. If the Heavenly Demon Palace wants to maintain the stability of people's hearts and prevent them from falling into chaos, it must act in accordance with the palace rules and avenge the Luo family.

"It wasn't a wasted death, but someone still needs to keep an eye on things for me."

Luo Fengming murmured a response to himself, then his expression became utterly calm: "So, don't look back."

Accompanied by a piercing eagle's cry, a blinding golden light, like a spear shattering the sky, fiercely tore apart the white dragons in the water curtain under the shocked gazes of many immortal descendants.

Even the Prince of Hengshui felt fear in his eyes.

He thought he had simply been caught off guard and ambushed, which was why he had ended up in this situation.

Unexpectedly, Luo Fengming's strength had already reached such a level.

If these troops had arrived any later, or if I hadn't been cautious enough and had rushed out before setting up the formation, the outcome today might have been very different.

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Old He was thrown out with his face stiff.

Below him, the water curtain had just closed up again, quickly obscuring the figures within. Before it completely closed up, the last thing he saw was the golden spear returning to the young man's hand.

Amidst a long, mocking laugh.

The young master turned around unhurriedly and pounced on the dragon grandson with the broken horn!

Rumble!

Old He's body crashed into a mountain peak, and he stumbled to his feet, instinctively rushing towards the distant water curtain.

As a seasoned servant of the Luo family, his originally calm mind seemed to fall into a blank as the previous scene disappeared.

There was no clear thought in my mind; I was acting solely on instinct.

Until those bright, burning eyes reappeared in my mind, as if they were constantly growling out that final admonition.

Don't look back!

"Young Master hasn't finished what he needs to do, so I can't go back."

Old He seemed to have lost his soul; he stopped and changed direction, rushing towards the city.

He seemed to have even forgotten the way home, and subconsciously left the curtain of water.

The sky changed color, from daytime to deep night.

When he stumbled and fell from the sky, he found himself inexplicably back in a tavern on the outskirts of the city.

The taverns were already closed, and there wasn't a single pedestrian on the street.

Only one nervous figure was crouching at the doorway, looking around.

Both Hengshui Wangsun and Luo Fengming are top-tier experts who can touch the heavens with one hand. Their battle, in which they hold nothing back, will inevitably cause a disturbance in the aura that can be felt by all sides.

Old He never expected that Cangli would be waiting for him here.

Judging from the other person's expression, they had clearly noticed something was wrong a long time ago.

He was ready to slip away at any moment—but in the end, he didn't.

"Damn it, what the hell are you guys doing? I've been running rampant in Da Shun for so many years and I'm still alive, but ever since I joined your Luo family, I feel like I'm about to die every day."

While Lao He was observing the raccoon.

Cangli stared intently at the disheveled old man.

The other person no longer possessed their usual arrogance and composure; instead, they resembled a stray dog.

Fueled by pent-up frustration, Cangli finally couldn't hold back any longer and cursed aloud, rising to leave: "I'm not serving you anymore!"

"Don't wander off, come home with me!"

Old He grabbed his arm, forcibly pulled him to the other side, and ran forward without looking back.

"Go home? The two of us?"

Cangli paused, then frowned and asked, "Where is your young master?"

This time, Old He did not correct the way he called the wild demon.

He stood frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

The words "Young Master" were like a sharp silver needle, instantly piercing Old He's hazy thoughts.

The scenes from before vividly flashed before his eyes, constantly reminding him of what had happened.

That lone, weak figure, yet charging forward without hesitation, re-entered his pupils.

"No, buddy—"

Under the strange gaze of the civet cat, the old man squatted down and began to wail loudly, pounding the ground with his fists, just like a spoiled old monkey.

Old He's strange behavior made his heart pound, his face tingle, and goosebumps rise all over his body.

Could Luo Fengming be dead?

If that's the case, we're doomed, Hengshui is about to change drastically!

Liang Kingdom, Yongzhou Prefecture.

To be precise, in the mouths of the demons, the nine prefectures and one pass that they have now quickly occupied and taken over have been completely renamed Dragon Spine Prefecture.

The only flaw was that inside the towering temple, the all-black wolf immortal had somehow returned to his seat, enjoying the wisps of incense smoke around him.

The Night Wanderer did not die; He still sits in charge of the human world, almost usurping the throne.

But everyone could see that this demigod had likely made some kind of agreement with Lord Devouring Moon, and the two were joining forces to deal with—

The mountain god of the Yu family is now considered half one of their own.

Inside a courtyard in the city.

A few people, taking a break from their busy schedules, were enjoying a hearty meal of delicious food.

Su Jingci stared at Yongzhou City, trying to conceal his true intentions, while Yu Sheng was located in Longjizhang, which was now the true central hub of the Nine Prefectures.

Thanks to their hard work, the Nine Palaces were up and running again without a single day's delay.

As for Yuan Yuan and his daughter Su Xin, neither of them seemed inclined to get involved.

No matter how much Lin Shu complained about the two of them, Su Xin always declined, citing a lack of experience. Yuan Yuan even pointed to his head and said that he was an idiot and didn't understand many things.

"You two are just too lazy to stand around doing anything."

Lin Shu leaned back lazily in the recliner, glancing sideways at the people eating and drinking beside her, and reached out to take the wine glass that Chang Yi handed her.

Now that the chaos in Yongzhou has been quelled, it is difficult to earn silver anymore.

Therefore, he cherished it even more.

Every time a million taels were poured in, they would stop to carefully digest the harvest, discuss it with the two demon kings, and then continue the deduction.

There is still no trace of the Free and Easy Way.

However, this period was not entirely fruitless.

After the two illusory figures successfully took over the immortal positions of the Night Wanderer and the Mountain God, Lin Shu was pleasantly surprised to find that his long-dormant supernatural powers had actually changed.

[Half a Lifetime of Supernatural Powers: The Wind-Riding Mountain God]

[Half a Lifetime of Supernatural Power: The Night Wanderer of the Shining Moon]

The ability to ride the wind and patrol the mountains, and the ability to divide the soul into a thousand threads, have both been transformed into the powers of the two immortals.

It's like once all the fragments are collected, all the means for both are unlocked.

Although they were just the most basic immortals, and their own strength was only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, they helped Lin Shu make up for many of the most urgently needed skills.

This would give him more free time to study internal techniques.

Just then, the Golden Hall Demon Lord from Da Shun arrived from the border, having traveled thousands of miles.

"This humble general pays his respects to the Demon King."

Under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, he strode into the courtyard and respectfully bowed to the young man on the recliner.

To be honest, apart from Hong Ling, there wasn't much affection between the Demon Lord of Da Shun and Lin Shu, but what happened in Anren Mansion that day had already won them over.

At this moment, the Golden Hall Demon Lord's posture was extremely humble, and when he looked at the young man, his eyes were full of burning reverence.

"There's news about what you asked me to find out."

The Demon Lord of Jintang quickly composed himself and said in a low voice, "A great upheaval has indeed occurred in Da Shun!"

"Go on."

Lin Shu then managed to sit up a little straighter.

He had noticed something was wrong with Jieyun a long time ago, and guessed that the opposing Shun dynasty would change sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

I don't know if it's a real disaster or just another petty squabble over a drink, like last time.

"Someone has died in the Heavenly Demon Palace. It was the eldest young master of the Luo family."

This sentence wasn't long, but it made the Golden Hall Demon Lord's mouth dry.

For most demons, even at the late Golden Core stage, the Heavenly Demon Palace remains a legendary existence, and many are completely unaware of this behemoth.

Now, even spies sent by Dragon Ridge Mountain can easily find out information at this level.

This is enough to show how much of a commotion this matter caused in Da Shun.

"Are you still investigating Da Shun's affairs?"

Yuan Yuan looked over with suspicion. "Master Lin has eliminated Young Master Qi, this major threat, and now it should be a time for him to rest. Why is he still meddling in the affairs of the Heavenly Demon Palace?"

Lin Shu did not answer, but only exchanged a glance with the astonished Su Xin.

To outsiders, the title of "eldest son of the Luo family" is just an empty title, not even a complete name, so they naturally don't feel much about it.

But only the two of them knew the truth.

That was the highest-ranking figure they had ever encountered, someone capable of single-handedly stirring up the situation in Hengshui.

More importantly, Lin Shu almost followed the other party and joined the Luo family.

Such a person, just died like that?

"Is this any of your business?"

Yuan Yuan sensed something was wrong and looked at his daughter.

"I suppose so." Su Xin hesitated for a moment. She had never met Luo Fengming and didn't have a very good impression of him. She was just quite worried that if this young master were captured, it might implicate Longji Prefecture.

In addition to that, there is also ————

She glanced to the side and, sure enough, saw the faint shadow passing over Lin Shu's brow.

The two of them did indeed leave.

But Cangli was still following Luo Fengming.

Since he had blocked a sword for the Moon Devouring Demon King, Dragon Spine State could not possibly sit idly by and ignore him.

However, who has the authority to intervene?

Even though Lin Shu had already set a precedent by being granted the title of king over the Nine Prefectures and establishing his own power, he was a rare great demon king in the water.

However, compared to the Hengshui Dragon Palace and the Heavenly Demon Palace, its size is still too small.

"He's experienced, he should be fine," Su Xin said softly to comfort him. Cang Li wasn't some greenhorn; he knew to run away when things went wrong.

There's no way the other party would actually risk their life for a spoiled brat like Luo Fengming.

"Perhaps."

Lin Shu lowered her eyes slightly: "I'm thinking about something else."

"What?" Su Xin asked in confusion.

"I'm thinking—"

Lin Shu stared at the wine cup in her hand, lost in thought, and said, "Is it really just because of a glass of wine?"

He knew that the world was absurd and that many things were illogical.

Even the most distinguished and powerful figures can stumble and lose their temper.

But isn't that a bit too absurd?

Could a petty squabble in a brothel really lead to the downfall of a high-ranking young master of the Heavenly Demon Mansion?

Perhaps we'll have to go back again.

Lin Shu put down her wine glass and looked up at the distant sky.

The crimson clouds grew even denser, as if brewing a torrential downpour.

If the skin is gone, where will the hair attach?