Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 251 Night Wanderer, Go Deal with the Moon-Eating Demon King

"Your family... has a prostitute too?"

Everyone left the mountain, but Ning Qingzhi and Dong Ling deliberately stayed a little longer.

She looked at the Demon Lord of the Golden Hall, and for some reason, her voice became somewhat apprehensive.

Lin Shu looks so young, does she already have a daughter?

That's true. The idle demons are different from us. They don't have a naturally privileged environment and most of them need to help each other to go further.

However, why didn't we see the other party's wife? Could it be that woman named Suxin?

It doesn't look like it.

"Reporting back to Miss Ning."

Jin Tang felt somewhat flattered and awkward, as he had already heard about the identity of this important figure from his brothers.

The other party not only came from the mysterious and unpredictable Heavenly Demon Mansion, but was also the legitimate daughter of the mansion lord of one of its families.

If this were the Yongzhou of the past, someone like her could shake the entire Nine Provinces with just a single word uttered from her home, and even two half-life immortals would have to seriously consider the weight of this legitimate daughter.

You can tell from the scorched, withered earth right in front of you.

Ordinary demons are just monstrous creatures; you can kill them whenever you want, without even needing a reason.

However, the eldest son of the Luo family could openly appear in the same building as the Prince of Hengshui. If he hadn't gone up to cause trouble, the Prince of Hengshui would probably have turned a blind eye and pretended not to see him.

This means that in the eyes of the Hengshui Immortal Clan, the people of the Heavenly Demon Palace can no longer be simply considered "demons".

If we were to use the mortal court as an analogy, the current Dragon Ridge Prefecture is actually a group of refugees and bandits, while the Demon Palace is a powerful local vassal state that started as a bandit and has now become influential.

"My young lady is naturally not of as noble a status as you—"

The Demon Lord of Jintang swallowed hard, and the image of that beautiful woman guarding the border appeared in his mind.

The inferiority complex on his face quickly faded, and a glint of light appeared in his eyes. He said with certainty, "But she is also a very capable person."

It is true that the eldest daughter of the Ning family is noble, but that is due to the strength of the Demon Mansion itself. However, this strength has little to do with the young woman in front of her.

Immortal Yu Sheng is completely different.

She accompanied Lord Devouring Moon throughout the entire process, not only observing but also actively participating in the rise of Dragonspine Continent.

They braved the border, guarded Anren, and effectively withstood the pressure from the Yu family while the Demon King was away, protecting countless lives.

Too many innocent lives lost.

If anything goes wrong in any of these situations, one could perish and be eliminated.

It can be said that with her presence, the Moon-Devouring Demon King could roam freely outside with peace of mind.

"Well."

Ning Qingzhi originally had no intention of comparing that person to herself.

She simply wanted to find out about Lin Shu.

Seeing Jintang's appearance, she felt inexplicably resentful, after all, the other party praised her with honor and praised that Miss Lin with ability.

This is no different from pointing your finger at her and accusing her of relying solely on her family background.

Ning Qingzhi bit her lip, feeling displeased but unable to express it.

After all, she thought it over and over, and apart from the Ning family, she didn't seem to have any achievements she could really talk about.

"understood."

She responded in a low voice, then turned and slunk away down the mountain.

I had originally wanted to ask about "Madam Lin," but now I've lost the will to do so.

Anyway, she hasn't gone home yet, so she has plenty of opportunities to prove herself. Sooner or later, she'll earn Lin Shugao's respect.

"Miss, are you jealous?"

Dongling followed behind and, as was her habit, made a joke.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not deny it, but patted his chest and said, "What's the rush? I am already at the Nascent Soul stage. As long as the opportunity is right, I may be able to open the Soul Gate at any time. We can compete again then."

"Cough cough." Dongling choked, her eyes looking strange.

Not to mention that they already have daughters, so there's no chance of competing for a husband. Even if they were to compete for a husband, it wouldn't be about who's stronger.

Even if she remembered correctly, many years ago, Miss was already a great demon of this level. Not to mention Lin Shu, even Yuan Yuan was just an ordinary general of the Yongzhou Demon Slaying Division.

That door isn't so easy to push open.

The two women quickly caught up with the group.

But then Yuan Yuan whispered something to the young man.

Lin Shu rolled her eyes at the sound of it, but didn't say anything. Instead, she looked around at everyone.

These demon kings, each one of them having emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, are certainly capable of distinguishing between what is important and what is urgent.

But now it seems that everyone's mind is wandering, and they have begun to think about some strange and unusual things, even Yuan Yuan is no exception.

This is not because everyone relaxed their vigilance and became careless after winning two matches.

On the contrary, it is precisely because the pressure is too great, to the point that one cannot see the road ahead at all, that people start to have wild thoughts.

It's as if even soldiers about to go into battle can't help but stay up all night writing a letter home.

I hope to finish everything before I die, so that I have no regrets.

The implication of planting this flag is far too strong.

And even if you're going to plant a flag, at least don't plant it on me.

What do you mean by "we'll get married after this battle is over"? It doesn't sound like we'll even be able to go back. Pshaw!

Lin Shu slowly stopped in his tracks. He had discovered the problem, but he had no way of solving it.

According to everyone's original plan, they would simply follow the five traps that Luo Fengming had set for Ning Qingzhi and continue down that path.

However, these five pits were not arranged in order, and Luo Fengming never thought that anyone could actually complete them.

He hoped that Ning Qingzhi could choose either option, and then all she had to do was obediently perish there.

For example, the Cold Mountain Ghost King is still alright, at least he hasn't left too many traces.

However, after the Cangming Guard suffered heavy losses, the news could not be kept secret no matter what. The immortal sects under Wangsun's command could not continue to wait unprepared for everyone to come knocking on their door.

Guerrilla warfare is indeed a winning strategy for small forces to defeat large ones.

But it can't be used indefinitely.

The remaining two clues are most likely invalid, and may even be used by Tantai Ming to deduce them and set a trap in advance.

Not long ago, Luo Fengming died in this way.

Lin Shu was not one to be overly modest. With his current cultivation and abilities, he was virtually unbeatable in one-on-one combat among those in the Nascent Soul realm, and he was not afraid even if immortals were included.

Even if he can't beat Luo Fengming, as long as the other party hasn't pushed open that door yet, the difference between the two shouldn't be too great.

Even a hero only has two fists; how can he possibly defeat a pack of wolves surrounding him?

The problem everyone is facing now is that, although they know that the immortal's inspection is imminent and there is an urgent need to stir up the chaos, they are like headless flies, completely unaware of where to start.

One wrong step could mean the death of everyone; there is absolutely no room for error.

In short, the legacy left by Luo Fengming was used up, and the disadvantage of the idle demon king's lack of information was immediately exposed.

This is a difference in fundamental qualities, which cannot be bridged by clever tricks.

"Where should we go now?" Cang Li couldn't help but ask the question. Although he had made up his mind to risk his life to play with Master Lin, he still hoped to die in a more meaningful way.

"or----"

Ning Qingzhi hesitated for a moment, then looked at the young man: "Should I pretend to go home, contact the Ning family, and try to get some information from my father?"

No one has responded yet.

Right beneath their feet, separated by the boundary between Yin and Yang, lay the Netherworld, a place shrouded in white mist.

Tan Feng led several elders, all of whom made hand seals to summon a spiritual eye that resembled a dark blue crack. The reflection in the eye was of the group of people who had stopped in their tracks.

Upon hearing this, the group exchanged glances, all seeing the strangeness and astonishment in each other's eyes.

In just a few months, has Miss's wing turned so far away?

Tan Feng's lips twitched twice.

He finally understood why the master had told him not to show himself unless it was absolutely necessary.

I initially thought they were worried that they might mishandle the situation and frighten the group of idle demon kings, causing the demons to injure the young lady.

It now seems that the master probably guessed long ago that the Qingxuan Lingxi Pendant was not taken by someone, but was given away by the young lady on her own initiative.

Since the Ning family had no intention of taking action against this group of people.

If they were to appear now, they would most likely be treated like beasts of burden by the young lady, forced to do things for that young man, and become the sharpest blade in his hands.

This is clearly not what the master wanted to see.

"Should we warn that kid?" Several elderly men nearby frowned slowly.

"Let's take another look."

Tan Feng looked at Lingyan with some jealousy, staring at Lin Shu's fair and handsome face, and secretly cursed him as a pretty boy.

Having gone to great lengths to track them down, he wanted to see how the other party had so easily bewitched his young lady.

Lin Shu pondered for a moment, then casually glanced around.

For some reason, he always had a feeling of unease.

Although he was not a true underworld official, he possessed the supernatural powers of a night-roaming god. Furthermore, by using the Yellow Springs Nine Netherworld Soul-Seizing Technique to devour the souls of nine Nascent Soul Immortals, his spiritual sense had become increasingly acute.

Unfortunately, the search yielded no results, so we had to give up for the time being.

Lin Shu regained her composure, gently shook her head, and rejected Ning Qingzhi's suggestion.

Making contact with the Ning family now carries uncontrollable risks.

"Perhaps we should lay low for a while."

After a long silence, Old He spoke softly.

As expected of an experienced and loyal servant, he immediately saw Lin Shu's predicament and offered her a way out.

Moreover, this is the safest option.

The downside is that as time goes by, the impact of what Lord Lin did will diminish, potentially giving the Heavenly Demon Palace and Hengshui Dragon Palace time to calm down, meaning all their efforts will be in vain.

But there's nothing we can do about it.

With only a few weak individuals and no legitimate support, not only do they need to accurately find Long Sun's weakness, but they also need to strike before the other party can react. It sounds like a fantasy.

"Since we don't intend to deal with them, why not give them a heads-up?"

The moment they saw Lao He, the elderly members of the Ning family in the underworld had already guessed what these people wanted to do.

It was simply that he was unwilling to accept Luo Fengming's death, and since the Heavenly Demon Palace refused to help, he could only rely on himself to take revenge and vent his resentment.

It's understandable, but we can't just stand by and watch these people mess around with the young lady.

Rather than sending the demons to risk their lives, it would be better for us to secretly guide them and have them kill some of the immortal descendants under the dragon's grandson, thus venting our anger and leaving it at that.

"Alright."

Tan Feng shrugged; he thought it was something serious.

In retrospect, he was just an old servant who had been kicked out of the Luo family, leading a bunch of young lads in making a mess of things.

It's better to finish this quickly and go back to report as soon as possible.

But at that moment, the young man in the spiritual eye slowly raised his head.

"I think I have a solution."

Lin Shu's simple sentence stunned everyone present.

Even Old He couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself. They were really being forced into a corner. If they could figure things out by just standing there for a while, then the various families of the Heavenly Demon Palace wouldn't have needed to lay so many eyes and ears in the world and befriend so many immortals and demons.

"Tsk."

Tan Feng looked back at it dismissively.

He wanted to hear what other tricks this kid could pull.

However, the next moment, the young man in the spiritual eye casually waved his sleeve, and a gentle breeze enveloped everyone, and they all disappeared from the spot.

The expressions of all the elders of the Ning family and Tan Feng changed slightly.

They didn't leave early or late, but just as they got to the crucial point, they suddenly disappeared.

Did they realize someone was watching them?

How is that possible!

It should be noted that the Ning family's Free and Easy Method is based primarily on the soul; otherwise, they would not have taken a liking to Yuan Yuan, who came from the Night Wanderer Sect.

This spiritual eye technique is more than enough to spy on even a legitimate immortal in the underworld.

The other party is just a carefree demon cultivator; how could they possibly discover it?

"Perhaps it's just a coincidence, a sign of his cautious nature?" an old man said, frowning.

"Hiss!" Tan Feng scratched the frost off his hair, almost cursing out loud. He only knew that he had lost the person again.

Damn it, whether it's a coincidence or not, just based on that wind-controlling technique, that kid really has some skill. I wonder which family he learned from; no wonder he dared to get involved in this mess.

"Chase them." Tan Feng let out a long breath and rolled his eyes helplessly.

Meanwhile, several figures reappeared in the raging wind.

Faced with the questioning gazes of the crowd, Lin Shu didn't offer much explanation. Since something felt off, changing locations was always the best option.

As for the methods mentioned earlier, they are not entirely unfounded.

Even he didn't expect that before he could even search for information, the news would come knocking on his door first.

Just now, the call of the Moon-Devouring Wolf echoed in Lin Shu's mind.

"Master, I have received the decree from above."

Is the "above" of the Night Wanderer Wuchang or Gongcao?

Perhaps because Yongzhou is too remote and too far from Hengshui Dragon Palace, the two half-life immortals that Lin Shu subdued have never had any dealings with other immortals.

He almost forgot that he still held an official position.

Indeed, the Dragon Palace cannot do everything personally if it wants to get things done. As long as it can communicate with the people above, it is easy to find out news about the princes.

With this in mind, Lin Shu no longer hesitated and directly injected his divine soul into the shadow clone left behind by the Moon Devouring Wolf.

Even if the Soul Splitting Thousand Threads Guiding has been upgraded to the Night Wanderer's authority, its original effects are still included.

Controlling two bodies separately was not a difficult task for him.

When I opened my eyes again...

Everything before Lin Shu's eyes had changed.

One moment he was in Da Shun, the next he was back in Yongzhou Underworld.

The white fog surged, and the path meandered.

The giant, humanoid wolf, standing three zhang tall, exhaled a thunderous breath and slowly straightened its body.

Lin Shu extended her giant claw, looked at the soul fire in her palm, and then pierced it with her sharp nail, as if opening a package.

A concise command entered his mind.

"The Zhang family's unpredictable patriarch?"

Hearing this familiar title, Lin Shu's heart skipped a beat.

By decree of the White Fire, whoever receives this item must cooperate with Prince Hengshui to jointly pursue the murderer without the slightest delay.

In addition, they also sent a lot of "tools".

Lin Shu watched as the soul fire scattered and landed, transforming into several emaciated and hunched men. They were naked, wearing only tattered gray-white loincloths, crawling on all fours with chains around their necks.

The faces of these ghosts changed; their noses and mouths grew longer and protruded outwards. As soon as their figures materialized, they sniffed the ground with their noses.

Lin Shu sensed that familiar scent and recognized it immediately; it was the Cangming Guard who had just perished in Wangjiang Prefecture.

His own foundation was insufficient, and he could only barely activate the Yellow Springs Nine Netherworld Soul-Seizing Technique once, devouring the souls of the general and the deputy general. As for the remaining six hundred or so people, their fate did not seem to be much better.

He gripped the chains in his hand, staring at the group of hideous monsters, and suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Fortunately, I decisively extinguished the idea of ​​joining a sect and becoming a sect leader's disciple.

Even the immortal descendants who served the Dragon Palace suffered such treatment after their deaths, let alone the cultivators of the immortal sects.

"Make me—arrest me?"

As the border between the two countries, Yongzhou is indeed an indispensable "gatekeeper" if the evil demon intends to escape far away.

But when this scene actually appeared before my eyes...

A sense of absurdity still surfaced in Lin Shu's eyes.

Looking at the few soul dogs struggling to search, he really wanted to offer a word of advice.

Or, why don't you sniff around behind you a couple of times?