I Possess a Scroll of Demon-Subduing Records

Lin Yi was also dumbfounded when he heard this.

What kind of absurd logic is this?

Even Lin Yi, an outsider, felt indignant upon hearing this, and the old man, as a witness to the incident, choked up with emotion.

The Han people are different from the Hu people. They value propriety, righteousness, integrity and a sense of shame very much, but in the end they cannot defeat the powerful.

Even a county magistrate in power couldn't protect his own daughter-in-law, let alone ordinary people.

With the governor of the prefecture speaking, other officials, big and small, either to curry favor with the governor or to satisfy their own desires, would serve him for as long as it took, not just three days, but thirty days.

It's said to be promoting etiquette, but in reality, it's not much different from before. The only difference is that in the past, people were simply kidnapped, but now people are kidnapped after a law is established.

Now that life is more comfortable, people have reduced their cooking and food preparation. In comparison, their lives seem to be better.

"That Tuoba Yu was the younger brother of the Hu emperor. Even after the incident came to light, he was only transferred to another post. However, his old subordinates still remained here, and they continued to forcibly take women home to play with them."

We ordinary folks have no choice. It's already a miracle that my wife survived, but that bastard child in her womb is absolutely unfit to be born.

Therefore, in the surrounding villages, any infant born on a date that couldn't be accurately predicted would be killed by being thrown to their death. Even if it was considered a terrible sin, we accepted it.

At this point, the old man became emotional and forgot about the evil spirits causing trouble.

Once a person is angry, there is no such thing as fear.

Lin Yi clenched his fists tightly; just listening to the old man's description made his hair stand on end.

This absurd law has caused so much bloodshed and tears, and so many children have been mistakenly killed in their infancy.

“You did not commit this sin. Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. Since I have heard of this matter, I will certainly help you seek justice!”

Please tell me the location of the county government office, sir. If anyone asks about it later, just say you've never seen me before.

Lin Yi could no longer suppress his murderous intent and wished he could go on a killing spree.

His sword has always been used to slay demons, but now, he only wants to kill people.

Upon hearing this, the old man knew that Lin Yi was a truly capable江湖人 (jianghu person, a person of martial arts and chivalry). Hearing that Lin Yi was willing to stand up for him and the villagers, he immediately knelt down.

"Thank you for your help, Taoist priest. It's only thirty li from here to the county town. The magistrate there has a gang of vicious henchmen. You must be careful, Taoist priest."

"Don't worry, since that magistrate is bullying you like this, I'll go and chop off his claws."

Hearing Lin Yi's confident words, the old man finally looked up, only to find that Lin Yi had vanished.

How could he not know that he had truly encountered a master today?

Thank goodness, someone has finally come to their rescue.

Lin Yi traveled swiftly on the wind, covering thirty miles in just a few minutes.

Night had just fallen, the perfect time to commit murder.

Legend has it that the time between dawn and dusk is when demons are most active.

After Lin Yi entered the city, he made much less noise and began to look for the location of the county government office in the city.

The old man only told Lin Yi the location of the county town; Lin Yi could find it himself.

Suddenly, he heard someone shouting in the distance.

"Close the city gates and capture the assassin!"

Shouts rose and fell, and Lin Yi also heard gusts of wind and the sound of footsteps lightly stepping on the tiles, which must have been caused by the assassin being chased.

"These corrupt officials prey on the people and deserve to be executed. Do not pursue them any further, or don't blame me for showing no mercy with my sword."

Oh, did we run into a fellow professional?

Lin Yi didn't know the outcome of the assassination attempt, but regardless of who the assassin was, based on his words, Lin Yi was determined to go and help.

He carefully lay in wait and chased after the assassin.

Soon, he saw the assassin, a man dressed in hemp clothing and masked, who was weaving through the streets and alleys, leaping across rooftops and dodging pursuers. He looked more like a martial arts practitioner than a Qi cultivator.

The man ran into an alley, where a strange figure suddenly appeared. The figure had disheveled hair, several incomprehensible black markings on its face, and wore a leopard-print vest that revealed its muscular build.

That outfit is pretty flashy.

The strange man blocked the assassin's path, and several warriors blocked his retreat. On the left and right walls, more than a dozen archers were drawing their bows and nocking arrows.

Clearly, the assassins were surrounded.

That disheveled and filthy strange man was the county magistrate's retainer, a unique practitioner and barbarian shaman of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The Hu people do not follow the laws of nature, but they still have their own system of martial arts.

They believed in drawing power from their bloodline, but this power was bestowed by the gods.

"Barbaric" refers to brute force, while "witchcraft" refers to the mysterious power obtained through prayer to deities.

There are three ranks of barbarian shamans: lesser shaman, greater shaman, and higher priest.

The combat strength of a minor witch is equivalent to that of a Qi Refiner of the ninth to fourth rank, while that of a major witch is equivalent to that of a second or third rank, and that of a high priest is equivalent to that of a first rank.

Different cultivation systems correspond to different strengths, so the correlation is not entirely accurate, and it cannot be directly determined as combat strength; it is only roughly similar.

The shaman in charge was a minor shaman named He Zhang. Although he was a minor shaman, he was more than capable of dealing with ordinary people.

"The assassins of the Green and Red Gang are getting bolder and bolder, daring to assassinate the county magistrate. It's all thanks to the Great Shaman's strategic planning, otherwise you would have succeeded today."

He Zhang held a thick bone club in his hand, looking at the assassin as if he were looking at a pile of minced meat.

The assassins probably knew they couldn't escape today, and in this desperate situation, they became even more heroic.

"You barbarians, worse than pigs and dogs, bully my Han people! If you can kill one of me today, then in the future, my countless fine sons and daughters of Han will surely exterminate your entire clan!"

"Hahaha……"

The assassin's words caused He Zhang to burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"Are you still waiting for the Han people to conquer the land? Little do you know that your Han court has completely abandoned you. They are busy fighting among themselves and have no time to care about you."

"In the future, this world will surely belong to our Great Wei, and you will all be nothing but beasts!"

Enraged by this, the assassin drew his sword and lunged at He Zhang.

His swordsmanship was exquisite, like a serpent emerging from its hole. However, He Zhang wielded his bone club with wide, sweeping movements. No matter how skillful you were, once he swung the club in a wide arc, you had no choice but to block it.

It should be noted that the strength of this sword lies in its agility and versatility, but it lacks much of its power and ferocity. How can it be a match for a bone club?

The fact that they could exchange blows for several rounds proves that this sword is a pretty good treasure.

Lin Yi naturally wouldn't stand idly by; he was determined to push the limits.

He quietly arrived at the battlefield while the two were fighting.

He Zhang was swinging the big stick with great gusto when, unexpectedly, he swung it out and could never take it back.

Suddenly, an old Taoist priest appeared on the field, holding his large stick in his hand.

The old Taoist priest simply grasped the large stick with ease and thus gained control of it.

He Zhang exerted all his strength, but couldn't budge it an inch. How could he not know that he had encountered a master?

Immediately, he discarded his club and ordered, "Release the arrows!"

Archers, who had been waiting on the high ground, unleashed a barrage of arrows, enveloping Lin Yi and the assassin in a rain of arrows.

Lin Yi was not flustered at all. He had experienced a real volley of arrows before, and Xiao Zhao's thousands of elite troops were far more formidable than these.

Lin Yi felt that the rain of arrows was weak and posed no threat.

But since they've fired their arrows, Lin Yi should at least give them a response.

"go back!"

He channeled his inner energy with one hand, then casually pushed the arrow back, sending it flying at an even faster speed, instantly wiping out dozens of archers.

He Zhang wasn't stupid either. As soon as he saw that Lin Yi was not easy to deal with, he immediately turned around and ran away, and even called on the warriors with knives to cover his retreat.

Lin Yi chuckled and casually slammed He Zhang's big stick down on the ground, leaving a puddle of He Zhang sauce.

The warriors who were ordered by He Zhang to cover his rear hadn't even gotten close to Lin Yi when their leader was turned into mincemeat. For a moment, they didn't know what to do.

But fear still prevailed. Faced with Lin Yi, who was like a god of death, they let out a howl and turned to run away.

Lin Yi's gaze was cold and sharp. He was about to unleash his sword energy to wipe them all out when he was suddenly grabbed by someone next to him.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment!"

What do you mean by this?

Lin Yi disliked people who hindered him, but he forgave him because the man was a righteous man.

"Fellow Daoist, do not be angry. They have already fled. If you kill them with Daoist magic, you may suffer a backlash."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi was quite surprised and asked, "Are you also a cultivator?"

The assassin then removed his mask, revealing a resolute and upright face beneath.

"This humble Taoist priest, Wang Wei, greets fellow Daoist."

"I am indeed a cultivator, and have even entered the Three Flowers Realm. This time, I sealed my spiritual essence in order to assassinate the magistrate of Qingshui County. To my shame, although I prepared for a long time, the assassination failed. If it weren't for your rescue, I would already be dead."

Wang Wei introduced himself, and Lin Yi, hearing this, became curious and asked, "Why did you seal your spiritual essence?"

Even the weakest cultivator in the Three Flowers Realm is a third-grade cultivator. While third-grade cultivators in the human race may not be that valuable, they are not as common as cabbages and are certainly not that weak.

Based on Wang Wei's performance just now, he's at most an ordinary martial arts master, and he was even bullied by a minor witch. This might be related to the sealing of his spiritual essence.

Lin Yi's question surprised Wang Wei for a moment.

Why seal away spiritual essence...? Isn't that common sense?

But after thinking about it carefully, he quickly realized what was going on.

"Fellow Daoist, are you perhaps not a cultivator from the North?"

Lin Yi hadn't expected that such a simple question would reveal his affiliation, but since he'd been found out, he didn't bother to hide it anymore and frankly admitted, "I am indeed from the South."

"That's it. Fellow Daoists from the Southern Dynasty probably don't need to kill officials, so they naturally don't need to use this method of sealing their own spiritual essence."

Seeing that Lin Yi was indeed curious, Wang Wei simply explained things to him in detail to prevent Lin Yi from making the same rash move as before.

Lin Yi's righteous act shows he's a hero, and it's fine for him to know their secret.

"Fellow Daoist should know that the mortal world is a deadly poison to us cultivators. Once we are tainted, many misfortunes will follow, and we cannot even touch the imperial court's fortune, let alone use Daoist arts to kill officials."