Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 231 Their word doesn't count

Sunlight streamed into the dim, cramped room, and a gentle breeze slightly dispelled the stench of alcohol.

The raccoon stood blankly at the window.

Perhaps because the sunlight was too bright, he couldn't help but squint.

A moment later, the man's shoulders trembled slightly, and he subconsciously reached for the wine pot on the table, as if to respond to the other party.

Unfortunately, the pot was already empty, which made Cangli feel a little embarrassed and at a loss.

Once he realized how pathetic and ridiculous he looked, the embarrassment quickly turned into a deep sense of inferiority, making him instinctively want to shrink back into the shadows and avoid the warm golden light.

According to the original plan, Cang Li should now be a noble official in the Heavenly Demon Palace, with the Luo family's nameplate hanging on his waist, and even have the spare power to take care of Yongzhou.

But now, he is as destitute as a stray dog, without even a decent place to stay.

Don't show up so suddenly.

At least let me get ready in advance ——————

Cangli muttered to himself in a daze, then suddenly realized that the person hadn't come to the inn to knock on the door, but had been waiting quietly across the street. It was he who had pushed open the window himself.

Fortunately, the young man didn't seem to care about these things.

Lin Shu had already turned her gaze away, casually taking a sip of her drink, leaving the disheveled demon king some space to tidy up.

You seem very excited.

From the bed came Old He's mocking voice: "Did you see a ghost in broad daylight?"

"call!"

Cangli let out a long breath and said softly, "They came back to save me."

Sitting next to Lin Shu were Su Xin and a tall, imposing man, both of whom were clearly from Yongzhou.

Judging from their calm demeanor, it was clear that they hadn't encountered any trouble and had simply come looking for him.

The timing of her arrival was so coincidental that it was hard not to wonder if Lin Shu had just received news of a change in the Great Shun Dynasty and had already set off.

Thinking of this, Cangli turned around, her five fingers spreading out and then clenching tightly, repeatedly making fists to suppress the violent waves in her heart.

He was indeed a renowned demon king of Da Shun, and he had long been accustomed to working alone.

But what happens when half a lifetime of expectations are dashed?

Even the strongest person will have moments when they feel like giving up.

However, Cangli knew very well that since he had chosen to show the other demons a playful and ruthless side, he should also accept the outcome of being ignored.

So he didn't think of asking anyone for help.

I never imagined that anyone would actually care whether I lived or died.

"Them? Are they the wild demons who worked with you back then?"

But then, the old man on the bed turned over slightly, which was like pouring cold water on him again: "Forget it, it doesn't matter who it is, no one can save Hengshui."

Old He's attitude was very indifferent, but that was the truth.

Despite the numerous peaks on Hengshui Mountain, they actually belong to one of two major factions: either working for the Heavenly Demon Palace or being extensions of the Hengshui Dragon Palace into the mortal realm.

The two have now offended the Dragon Palace and become outcasts of the Demon Palace.

They either have to leave Hengshui and go to unfamiliar places, becoming pills and magical treasures that are arbitrarily killed and refined by the immortal sects, or they can hide in this familiar place and live a life of hiding their identity.

There are only two paths; it doesn't matter who comes.

The old man was once the most trusted servant of Young Master Fengming of the Luo family. His status was so noble that not only outside, but even in the Demon Mansion, everyone else called him Old Man He.

He clearly found it difficult to accept this drastically different ending, and was even more unwilling to leave the homeland where he had lived his entire life.

That's why I had the idea of ​​simply ending it all.

"You're right, that's why I'm even more grateful."

Instead of getting angry, Cangli chuckled softly.

Lin Shu and Su Xin were not fools, but powerful demon kings who controlled the border. Given their status, it would be very easy for them to find out what had happened in Da Shun.

Knowing that this is a struggle between the Heavenly Demon Palace and Hengshui, and that the other side is still willing to come, isn't this action even more precious?

In contrast, Luo Fengming and Luo Fengge are biological brothers.

"Heh."

Another sharp pain shot through Lao He's heart.

He remained silent for a long time, then closed his eyes and turned over: "You keep struggling, I'll just wait to die in peace."

The next moment, he was forcefully pulled up by a strong hand.

"Whether you live or die is up to you, but before you die, you have to come with me to see Master Lin."

Cangli sneered repeatedly: "You've tricked me for so many years, you should repay me with something. Maybe you can be of some use to Master Lin."

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; what Luo Fengming owes, someone should always repay.

If, after investigation, Lin Shuzhen finds the old man useless, then it won't be too late to let him die.

After saying that, he forcibly dragged Lao He out of the room.

Inside the restaurant.

Lin Shu and Su Xin were taken aback, and Yuan Yuan also looked puzzled.

The three of them watched as Cangli walked downstairs, carrying a filthy old man who looked like a dead dog. This sight inevitably drew the attention of the surrounding guests.

"Stop playing dead, sit properly."

Cangli pressed the old man down onto the stool and looked up, saying, "Master Lin, this is the Luo family member who contacted me earlier."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Su Xin's face went blank.

In the eyes of the idle demons, the Heavenly Demon Palace was nothing short of a sacred place.

Even though her many concerns in Yongzhou temporarily dispelled her idea of ​​joining the Luo family, Su Xin still held a great deal of awe for these demon families in her mind.

She sometimes felt a little regretful that she hadn't been able to see these noble demons in person.

But the dirty old man in front of her, reeking of alcohol, really shattered Su Xin's perception.

She couldn't connect it with the lofty Heavenly Demon Palace no matter what she did.

Although Yuan Yuan did not speak, it did not mean that he was not in turmoil.

He was genuinely curious about what Master Lin and his daughter had done in the Great Shun Dynasty, not only getting involved with the Demon Mansion, but also seemingly having a deep connection with it.

He was being scrutinized by everyone's gaze.

Old He turned slightly to the side, facing the long street, subtly straightening his back and raising his greasy chin even higher.

Like a poor, pedantic old scholar, even if his clothes are tattered and dirty, he still tries his best to maintain the last bit of dignity.

But this action was not dignified at all; on the contrary, it revealed his heartache and pitifulness.

"Senior, please don't be so formal."

Lin Shu snapped her fingers, barely mobilizing any magic power, and the surrounding breeze automatically gathered, forming a simple soundproof array.

This seemingly casual trick startled Cangli.

As the saying goes, experts see the details.

Immortal techniques do not necessarily need to be as powerful as possible to highlight the skill of the caster.

On the contrary, it is precisely in these details that one can see Lin Shu's near-Taoist level of attainment.

It's not surprising that the other party is from Yongzhou and has a connection with the Yu family's Qingluan.

However, during their last meeting, aside from that precious carriage, Lin Shu did not use any magical techniques related to the Azure Phoenix, even when facing life-or-death situations.

law.

Cangli originally thought that the young man was incapable, but now it seems that in terms of wind control alone, he is probably far inferior to Yu Qianzhang.

"This is my senior from Yongzhou, the Demon King Yuanyuan."

Lin Shu lowered her hand and introduced herself to the two.

After acquiring the supernatural powers of the Yu Family Mountain God, these things were nothing more than trivial tricks for him.

A wave of waves has risen again.

The name Yuan Yuan not only instantly diverted Cang Li's attention, but even Old He, who had been stubbornly refusing to move, instinctively glanced over out of the corner of his eye.

The Ning family has had a son-in-law for so many years.

The number of participants is unknown.

Only a handful of people were truly qualified to go to the Ning Mansion after going through layers of selection.

Even among this group of people, Yuan Yuan is definitely the most outstanding one!

If negotiations hadn't ultimately fallen through, this would have been the demon king whose status had risen the most dramatically in the history of the Hengshui lineage.

He went directly from being a lowly, idle wild demon to someone who could dine at the same table as Luo Fengming. Although he couldn't compare to the true direct descendants of the manor lord, he wasn't far behind.

No matter how senior Lao He is, he's still just a "servant." If Yuan Yuan simply nods in agreement and ultimately succeeds in winning Ning Qingzhi's favor, then he'll become half a "master."

Upon hearing this, Old He's expression finally softened a little.

The biggest hurdle he couldn't get over was that Cangli used the word "please see me".

You should know that not long ago, the so-called "Master Lin" that the other party mentioned was the one who needed to see him.

Although fortunes change, I am now down on my luck.

But it's not right to be so subservient to a junior who requires three people to kill Tao Guan.

Now that Yuan Yuan, who could be considered a peer, was at the table, he felt a little better.

"His surname is He," the old man said, still staring at the street.

"What? Explain yourself!" Cangli said bluntly, pressing down on the other person's head and forcibly turning his old face around.

They were both going to die anyway, so he couldn't be bothered to give the old man any face.

I've seen how pitiful you were back then, now what are you trying to prove with a pig's nose sticking out like a scallion?

"Stop fooling around, get to the point."

Lin Shu interrupted, a hint of helplessness in her voice.

To be honest, he didn't have much affection for the Luo family either, but since entering the late Nascent Soul stage, his cultivation level was much higher than the others around him.

Therefore, he was able to slightly sense the fluctuations in the old man's aura.

As expected of someone who can command the demons in place of Luo Fengming, this old man surnamed He is clearly a demon cultivator of the same level as himself, and in terms of cultivation alone, he is even more powerful.

If this were Yongzhou, with the help of two half-immortals, Lin Shu would be absolutely certain of defeating his opponent.

But this is Da Shun; if a real fight breaks out, the outcome is still uncertain.

Lin Shu was not blinded by the victory in Yongzhou.

In the face of the immortal's inspection, I am but an insignificant ant. Not to mention stirring up the situation, I can only rely on the protection of the Mountain God and the Night Wanderer, two half-immortals, to protect myself.

To achieve something, in addition to improving one's own strength, one must find ways to attract help.

What he was most curious about now was what had happened to cause such a reversal in the relationship between Cangli and Lao He.

"It's a long story."

The civet sheep awkwardly withdrew its hands, letting go of the old man who was glaring angrily with his beard puffed out.

He lowered his head and sighed, "Luo Fengming might not be as bad as we think."

"What do you mean 'not so'—Young Master isn't that at all!"

Old He, his face flushed, corrected him, saying that now that the matter had failed, he was naturally unwilling to hide it any longer and was determined to clear Luo Fengming's name.

"Then you tell me!" Cangli glared back irritably.

"When the immortals came to inspect, the Hengshui Dragon Palace was worried that something might go wrong and wanted to wipe out the demons of both countries. In order to avoid the Heavenly Demon Palace from interfering, the two sides communicated in advance."

Old He said urgently, "The Dragon Palace turns a blind eye to the Demon Palace, and the Demon Palace is not allowed to interfere in the mortal world. My young master received this information, which is why he deliberately went to the Hengshui River and made enemies with the prince!"

What's the point?

Lin Shu narrowed her eyes slightly.

Sure enough, things weren't that simple. He still couldn't understand what would change by spilling a glass of wine.

"The Heavenly Demon Palace has a rule: matters of one family shall be managed jointly by all families."

Old He's voice choked up: "If the Luo family and Hengshui start fighting, as long as the fighting continues, all twenty-seven outer prefectures will need to lend their full support. Once the feud begins, it will not be resolved in a year or two."

"I see."

Su Xin nodded thoughtfully, a hint of lingering fear in her eyes.

Cangli's initial guess was actually true!

Thinking about it this way, it's no wonder the Luo family broke the contract over such a small matter as the fiefdom.

For the original Heavenly Demon Palace, this was of course an easy matter, but after the two sides communicated, the Demon Palace could no longer interfere in the affairs of the mortal world.

Luo Fengming simply didn't have the ability to provide such a piece of land.

It wouldn't make any sense to give it to them by force.

Once the Hengshui Dragon Palace is cleared out, the Heavenly Demon Palace will be hidden and unable to escape, so how can it protect the demons outside?

"Now, your young master—"

Su Xin raised her head again, a complex expression appearing in her eyes.

If what Lao He said is true, from the perspective of the idle demon race, Luo Fengming is naturally an admirable figure. However, from the same perspective, it is only natural to hope that the news of his death is true.

Only in this way can Hengshui and the Demon Palace truly fight to the death, and only then can the demons be saved.

The intertwining of these two emotions is truly perplexing.

"What happened?" Lin Shu asked softly, her expression unchanged.

Old He's dejection could be explained as grief over Luo Fengming's death, but seeing Cangli looking the same way, things must not be going well.

"You noticed that?"

Cangli picked up the conversation and, gritting her teeth, recounted everything she had seen and heard at the Luo residence, pouring out her story like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

"You didn't see that little beast's pretentious act; it was utterly disgusting!"

Without even taking a sip of water, he angrily retorted, "I truly believe that this bastard deliberately encouraged his brother to go to his death in order to seize the position of the future prefect."

Cangli is considered someone who understands things quite well.

He could understand that the two brothers had different ideologies.

In essence, Luo Fengming is the "traitor" of the Demon Palace. If Luo Fengge is considering the future of the Heavenly Demon Palace, then it is a perfectly normal thought.

We, a bunch of idle wild demons, can't very well kidnap someone to save us; that would be too shameless.

The problem is, if you don't want to do it, then don't do it. What kind of nonsense is it for the other party to insist that he and Lao He go to Hengshui to apologize? Those are the people who killed this little beast's brother!

In addition, there was information revealed by Lao He.

This plan was clearly something both brothers had tacitly agreed to.

It now seems that Luo Fengge had probably been plotting for the position of the prefect for a long time.

"He wants more than just to be the head of the Luo family."

Old He smiled coldly: "Using his brother's death to win people's hearts, he wants to enter the inner palace."

Luo Fengge's decision to put aside grudges perfectly aligns with the standard that a recluse should not be swayed by personal emotions. Furthermore, given the indebtedness he feels, the various families will undoubtedly offer him substantial compensation.

"Who told him to be so pragmatic and understand the bigger picture? He's way smarter than your young master," Cangli complained sarcastically.

"Is it possible that Young Master Fengming sees things more clearly than he does?"

Old He turned around expressionlessly: "The Heavenly Demon Palace has achieved its current status through fierce battles. The Hengshui Dragon Palace is a vicious dog, but our ancestors proved that they were tough by sacrificing their lives. If you try to gnaw on them, you risk breaking their teeth."

"Dragon descendants value their lives. In their eyes, these demons are like mud-legged people who have nothing to lose, so they dare not provoke them."

"In the young master's opinion—"

Old He was lost in thought: "This communication with the Dragon Palace was more like a test. How could anyone else be allowed to sleep soundly in the Dragon King's bed? If the Heavenly Demon Palace could turn a blind eye to such a thing and choose to protect itself and give in, then..."

A bitter smile crept across his lips: "That means the barefoot peasants of yesteryear have donned silk robes, replaced their machetes with abacuses, and transformed from unyielding to shrewd and calculating individuals."

"When a bone loses its hardness, it's time for it to end up in a dog's stomach!"

At this point, the old man became even more agitated, standing up abruptly and spitting as he spoke: "The demons of the two kingdoms are the foundation of the Demon Palace. Once they are wiped out, who will the Heavenly Demon Palace have left to command? Where will it find talented individuals to nurture? Do you still think Luo Fengge is intelligent?"

Cangli was startled by the old man who suddenly stood up, thinking that the other party was about to turn hostile.

After listening to the whole thing, he gradually began to recall what had happened.

Judging from the positions of the members of the Luo family at that time, it was clear that the older generation did not want to fight, while there were quite a few hot-blooded people among the younger generation with indignant and excited expressions.

But as the saying goes, once there is one, there will be two.

From the very first act of yielding and backing down, the youthful spirit of these juniors will gradually be worn down.

The entire Heavenly Demon Palace was like a magnificent palace on the outside, but inside it was so dilapidated and old that it was unbearable to look at.

"That's enough, it's already like this, why should I say anything more to you?"

Old He let out a sigh of relief, listlessly waved his dirty sleeve, and sat down again against the pillar, staring blankly into the void.

Although he was dragged here by Cangli, he never expected that these people could change anything.

The only person who had this idea, and whose status and strength were sufficient to support him in doing something, had already died in that curtain of water.

The overall situation is settled; the complete annihilation of the Hengshui demon clan is only a matter of time.

It begins with the weak falling, then gradually ascends, and perhaps only when the executioner's blade falls on the necks of those hermits will everyone finally realize the truth.

For some reason, thinking about that scene suddenly made Lao He feel quite relieved.

A long silence fell over the desk.

Yuan Yuan was learning about these things for the first time, but because he had seen a lot, he quickly foresaw the ending.

They thought the Night Wanderer was the great calamity destined for the demons.

Unexpectedly, after just over a dirt slope, what came into view was not a wide and flat road ahead, but a majestic and continuous mountain range that blocked out the sky.

"Is there any way for us to avoid this hurdle?"

Su Xin looked anxiously at the young man beside her.

Despair is despair, but having received the news in advance, we had to do something.

Even though escaping from under the noses of so many half-life immortals in Hengshui might seem like a pipe dream, just waiting to die and enjoying the last few moments of one's life is still somewhat unsatisfying.

We were already dead, so it was one thing for us.

But Lin Shu is different.

The other party is so young and outstanding, and has just been enfeoffed as a king in Yongzhou.

"Well."

Cangli lowered her head in shame.

He suddenly realized that he shouldn't have revealed everything just because he was angry inside.

This puts Lin Shu in a difficult position.

They could have pretended nothing happened and continued to enjoy their carefree life in Yongzhou for a while longer, but now, it's a dilemma—it's not right to care about them, and it's not right to ignore them either.

Just as everyone had different thoughts.

The young man's voice gently rang in their ears.

Lin Shu showed no annoyance or fear on his face, as if he had expected it all along; his expression was as calm as his voice.

"Whether or not to fight is not up to the Heavenly Demon Palace."

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