Immortal Demonic Path

Chapter 3 Interrogation of the Demon Clan

The lifespan of demons is generally longer than that of cultivators.

Lu Changshou left after uttering the demonic words, without specifying what the benefits were.

Li Changsheng then opened the book of demonic language, which contained marked pronunciations and explanations.

When Li Changsheng first turned to the "Words of the Plants and Trees," his mind seemed to come alive.

Each character representing a plant or tree is deeply imprinted in my mind, as if I were meant to know it, but only now have I remembered it.

Li Changsheng glanced at it and memorized almost all of the tree demon's language.

There is also a common language of the demon race, which, although not like the language of the tree demons, is still easy to learn.

Tiger demon language, ancient demon language, aquatic demon cultivator language...

Li Changsheng was surprised; they had actually managed to obtain the language of the ancient demons.

According to ancient books in the library, ancient demons are generally demons with the bloodline of ancient demon races and extremely strong talents.

This demon race has inherited ancient writing systems and enjoys communicating using ancient written language.

As for aquatic demon cultivators, they are aquatic spirits such as fish, shrimp, and pythons in rivers, and they all speak the same language.

Legend has it that this aquatic language was jointly developed by the four Dragon Kings of the Seas.

Li Changsheng discovered that, apart from needing to put in some effort to learn the language of the aquatic tribes, he could easily learn the language of the ancient demons.

Because it is an immortal tree?

Although my immortal tree doesn't look very old.

But who knows how long the Tree of Immortality existed before I came into this world?

I focused on recording the languages, and by the end of the day, I had learned everything except for the Shui language, which I was still a little unfamiliar with.

Three days is more than enough time for him to learn.

Starting today, I'll be a translator!

Returning to the cabin at night, I rested and slept. The next day, I organized the library and studied the demon language.

After recording the information, Li Changsheng discovered a demon cultivation technique, but unfortunately it was a leopard demon.

After recording the information, he began practicing the demon language.

If you're going to learn, you need to be able to speak and write as well.

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If one day I can no longer stay in Lingxu Cave, I can return to the demon territory and communicate normally, instead of being killed as a traitor.

Lu Changshou had also come and was very satisfied to see how diligently he was learning.

After learning it the next day, he had almost completely mastered it.

By the third day, it was deeply ingrained in my mind and I knew it by heart.

That morning, Lu Changshou arrived on time.

"Junior Brother Changsheng, how's your learning of the demon language going?" Lu Changshou asked as he walked over, adding, "It doesn't matter if you haven't fully mastered it yet, as long as you can understand it."

Li Changsheng bowed respectfully and replied, "Senior brother, I understand without any problem."

"That's fine then, come with me." Lu Changshou led him away.

Li Changsheng followed Lu Changshou towards the top of Lingjian Peak.

After climbing about a hundred meters uphill, there is a cave here, guarded by two disciples in black.

Lu Changshou took out a token and said, "Bring the one who knows the demonic language here."

The two disciples in black nodded and said, "Go in."

The two entered the cave, which was protected by a layer of golden light.

Passing through the golden light, the scene inside came into view: a prison.

There are dozens of cells inside, each holding a demon cultivator.

Eight black-clad disciples, their expressions cold and stern, stood at the prison entrance.

Two disciples were already observing the demons in the cell; it was clear they were here for the first time.

"Senior Brother Changshou." The two disciples quickly bowed.

Lu Changshou nodded and said, "Alright, this is Junior Brother Changsheng, who also studies demon language, and these two are Junior Brothers Changzai and Changqing."

"Greetings, senior brothers." Li Changsheng quickly bowed.

He was dressed in a blue robe, slender, and had a slightly pointed chin.

Changqing, also dressed in a blue Taoist robe, was more robust and handsome in comparison.

Their cultivation levels were naturally higher than his.

"Greetings, junior brother." The two bowed slightly, acknowledging each other's acquaintance.

"Alright, they will take you to the interrogation room," Lu Changshou said. "Your task is to record everything the demons say."

"Yes," the three replied respectfully.

Three of the black-clad guards stepped forward and led them to the interrogation room.

Along the way, Li Changsheng glanced at the prison cells and saw that there were quite a few plant and tree spirits imprisoned. Because there were so many, some cells held several of them.

These demon cultivators were all imprisoned and in a coma.

The interrogation room is not far away, located in the center of the prison.

There are three interrogation rooms, one for each of the three interrogators.

Li Changfeng entered an interrogation room, where various torture devices were laid out, along with chains and rattan whips soaked in an unknown liquid.

A table and chair, with several blank books on it, used to record the confessions of the demon race.

A middle-aged man with a scar on his face looked fierce and menacing, his muscles bulging like a dragon.

"I'm leaving it to you." The disciple in black said this and turned to leave.

The scarred man grinned and said, "From Spirit Sword Peak? Instead of focusing on your cultivation, why are you trying to learn demonic language?"

"I'm not very talented, so I was assigned to the library. Maybe my senior brother thinks I'm too idle," Li Changsheng said.

"A library? That's certainly a quiet place," the scarred man said.

Li Changsheng cupped his hands and said, "May I ask which lineage you belong to, elder brother? And how should I address you?"

"The weapon-making lineage was originally for weapon crafting, but they lacked natural talent and only had brute strength. They were assigned to interrogate demons here."

The scarred man said, "My name is Nie Qiu, the 'Qiu' in 'prison'."

"This name doesn't bring us any good fortune," Li Changsheng said.

Nie Qiu laughed and said, "What's the use of your Spirit Sword Peak having an auspicious name? Not many of you die young or live long."

"Ahem." Li Changsheng coughed lightly, without replying.

Lingjian Peak is a sword lineage, belonging to the sect's martial force, and is responsible for taking action.

Sword lineage disciples are used to fighting and killing, and most of them have injuries. The older ones all have some hidden injuries or ailments.

In comparison, those who practice medicine and alchemy are better at nourishing their bodies and most of them are able to die peacefully in their old age.

The same applies to the weapon crafting branch, which is responsible for refining weapons.

"Alright, that's enough. You wait here, I'm going to catch the demons," Nie Qiu said.

After saying that, he walked out of the interrogation room, opened the cell door, and grabbed a leopard demon.

Li Changsheng was not disappointed. Although he wanted the tree demon's cultivation method, it was still one of his own kind.

Seeing my fellow human beings being arrested, I felt a pang of pity.

But upon closer reflection, I decided it was better to sacrifice my fellow Daoists than myself, and I wasn't familiar with those tree demons anyway.

At the torture device area, there were three iron hooks, and Nie Qiu directly hung the leopard demon on them.

Roar

The excruciating pain roused the leopard spirit, who opened its mouth and roared in fury.

But what awaited it was a merciless vine whip.

The liquid, which had been contaminated, was applied to the body, causing immediate cuts and bleeding.

Nie Qiu sneered, "I advise you to behave yourself, so I can save some effort and tell him."

"Um, senior brother, it's begging for mercy," Li Changsheng cautiously reminded him.

Nie Qiu paused, looking at the snarling leopard demon, and said uncertainly, "Really?"

"It said it only ate a few people and didn't offend our Lingxu Cave Heaven," Li Changsheng continued.

Nie Qiu put away the whip and said, "Tell him to reveal the cultivation method and how he gained spiritual intelligence."

Li Changsheng nodded and communicated with the leopard spirit in demon language, albeit haltingly, as he was still learning and couldn't be too fluent.

The leopard spirit was clearly a bumpkin; he didn't know the common demon language, only the leopard spirit language.

Li Changsheng could only switch to the leopard spirit's exclusive language.

(End of this chapter)