All of the protagonist's Daoist partners are mine!

"Sir, you are an extraordinary person, and I dare not presume to comment. But over the years, too many extraordinary people have come to Black Mountain to capture demons, only to end up with nothing but bones. I have been forced to harm people for many years and know that I will not have a good end. Now I do not want to see anyone lose their life because of me, and I hope that you will grant my request."

"That's bullshit."

"Huh?"

"Humans catch ghosts, and ghosts harm humans; this is only natural. Would anyone condemn a tiger for eating people? Even if they killed the tiger, no one would say the tiger was wrong. Ultimately, this is the way of nature."

"Huh? Is that so...?" Nie Renqing was a little confused.

Xing Moxie continued, "You can harm people, but you can't make them forget the knowledge they've worked so hard to memorize. I'm here to show you how hard it is for graduating students."

"Huh? Is that the point?" Nie Renqing was about to faint.

The monks she had met before all shouted slogans of punishing evil and promoting good, eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path, and raised the banner of justice to annihilate these harmful female ghosts.

She had never met anyone as eccentric as Mr. Xing before.

"Since you're already here, finish what you've done before you leave. Where are your remains located? Lead the way."

"Yes. This way..."

Nie Renqing didn't want to drag outsiders into this, but Xing Moxie's words carried an inherent authority that no one dared to disobey, as if conveying the supreme will of Heaven.

So she had no choice but to lead him to a poplar tree with a crow's nest: "Mr. Xing, please be careful. There's a mountain monster here that eats human spirits; it's a bull demon that's cultivated for a hundred years. Many young cultivators have perished in its jaws—"

Before the words were even finished, the ground exploded! Boom!

A monster with a bull's head and a human body burst from the ground, wielding a hundred-pound steel fork, and blocking Xing Moxie's path with its over three-meter-tall, imposing body. It was ferocious and menacing, exhaling foul breath, with chunks of flesh still dripping with blood at the corners of its mouth.

Nie Renqing's face paled in horror: "Eek—!"

"Little ghost, you dare to come back? You tricked me into leaving this place, causing me to get a good scolding from Grandma. Don't think I'll forgive you just because you brought a pretty boy as a snack! I, the Bull King, am not someone to be trifled with—"

A flash of green light!

The Phoenix Feather Spirit Sword spun half a circle in the air before returning to its storage ring.

The bull's head, still contorted in rage, rolled away down the hillside, while the bull demon's body, now forty centimeters shorter, crashed to the ground.

"Bull-Head King? Nonsense. I am solely devoted to the God of War."

Huh? It was done in seconds again? Nie Renqing's shock tonight was greater than it had been in his entire life.

This Bull King was a local tyrant in Black Mountain. He was highly regarded by Granny and his strength and status were no less than those of the two evil spirits before him.

Can you even do that in seconds?

This Mr. Xing is truly no ordinary cultivator.

"Sir, what kind of divine artifact was that just now? I only saw a flash of blue light, and I didn't even have time to see it clearly. In that brief moment, it almost shattered my soul."

"Why ask so many questions? Just shut up and do as we're told."

The Phoenix Feather Spirit Sword's azure flames are pure yang, the nemesis of all yin and evil things. If unleashed at full power, even the residual spiritual energy alone can annihilate all ordinary wandering souls within a hundred miles.

Using it to kill a bull demon that hasn't even reached the Golden Core stage is really like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

"Yes." Nie Renqing didn't dare to ask any more questions, only feeling that Mr. Xing was more and more handsome the more he looked at him.

She stepped back, and her gaze towards Xing Moxie became filled with longing and respect.

Nie Renqing has been coerced by the demons of Black Mountain for many years. Although he has always thought about resisting, his obedience and worship of the strong are deeply rooted.

When she was with Ding Muchen, she could be serious, dignified and virtuous, simply because he was also a weakling, an ordinary person, and belonged to the weak side just like her.

However, when facing a ruthless person like Xing Moxie who exudes an aura of dominance, Nie Renqing's humble side would involuntarily emerge.

This is something that even Nie Renqing himself, no, this ghost, is probably completely unaware of.

Xing Moxie deliberately didn't reveal his intentions, and instead raised his hand towards the poplar tree, saying, "Rise."

With a sudden tremor, the century-old poplar tree, roots and all, was lifted off the ground, as if ripped out intact by an invisible hand. The crows in the nest cawed in terror and took flight.

A pale skull was attached to the roots and pulled out along with it.

Nie Renqing covered his mouth and wept: "My...my remains, these are my...finally..."

Before I could feel any further emotion, as the roots continued to emerge from the soil, a second skull came into view.

Nie Renqing: "Huh?"

The poplar tree slowly rose, its roots unleashing even more skulls. A third, a fourth, a fifth…

The rest of the bones are hard to count; just the skull alone has twelve bones.

"Hmm, I have heard of a primordial serpent monster in ancient times that had nine heads. Could you have been born with twelve heads? That would be incredible!"

"No, no, that's not it!" Nie Renqing explained excitedly, "There are other female ghosts under Grandma's seat who had similar experiences to mine, so it seems that these are their remains."

She floated to the tree roots, trying to find her own bones but couldn't find a way to start: "Ah~ they all look pretty much the same, which one is mine?"

"How tedious! How come they don't even know what their own bones look like?"

Nie Renqing said, both amused and exasperated, "Most people wouldn't know what their skull looks like, would they?"

“Ordinary people…?” Xing Moxie looked away, lost in thought.

He knew what his own skull looked like, or more accurately, what the skull of his previous body looked like.

As a person abandoned by heaven, he paid a price that ordinary people could not bear in order to escape the fate of becoming a stepping stone for the chosen one.

This includes the process of repeatedly peeling away flesh and blood, smashing bones, and then rebuilding them.

Not wanting to dwell on the past, Xing Moxie raised her hand again, pulling all the white bones in the tree pit together.

"This is so troublesome. All I need to know is that there are your bones inside, right?"

With a single thought, the bones exploded into ashes one by one, like firecrackers during the Lunar New Year.

Then the ashes swirled and condensed, forming a ring with a skull pattern.

"Eh—!?" Nie Renqing squeezed his face into the shape of the song "The Scream".

"Don't overreact. Anyway, when the crematorium gives the ashes to the families, they just shovel a handful from the pile of hundreds of ashes. It's inevitable that people get mixed up with others after they die. Getting back to the point, I happen to need a ghost servant to help me out. If you're willing to come, I'll save you from this sea of ​​suffering. What do you say?"

Nie Renqing thought he really didn't seem like a decent person: "Are you sure you're not jumping into another sea of ​​suffering?"

You little ghost, daring to be so cunning and witty?

Xing Moxie frowned: "Enough with the nonsense, are you taking it off or not!?"

"Alas." Nie Renqing was most afraid of domineering people: "Take it off, I'll take it off, okay?"

As she spoke, she loosened her belt.

"Are you kidding me? I'm asking you about escaping this sea of ​​suffering, whether you're going to escape or not?"

So you meant this side?

Nie Renqing blushed as she put her clothes on: "Take them off! Please, Mr. Xing, help me get completely naked."

You'll have to take your clothes off later anyway.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the earth shook violently, as if the entire Black Mountain region was undergoing a violent transformation in a fit of rage.

A powerful demonic force erupted from the depths of the earth, causing the mountain to crack and the ancient peak to slide down.

Nie Renqing turned pale with fright: "It's over! It's Grandma! I've never seen Grandma so angry before. Mr. Xing, run! We've got the ashes, so let's escape Black Mountain before Grandma makes a move!"

"Trying to run?" An old woman's voice boomed, as if the highest peak of Black Mountain had opened its eyes, gazing down at them from the darkness: "Renqing, you traitorous little bitch, you actually colluded with outsiders to kill several of my best men. Don't think you can just disappear so easily. I'll fry and roast your souls!"

"Alas—!" Nie Renqing was terrified, and even his spiritual body was almost unstable.

Surrounded by the Black Mountain, she felt as if the heavens and earth, and space itself, had become distorted. The entire Black Mountain surrounded them, turning her and Mr. Xing into ants that could be crushed in her grandmother's palm at any moment.

Xing Moxie said unhurriedly, "Little ghost girl, I'm going to give you your first lesson. As my ghost servant, if you are bullied, you should ask your master for help. Do you know what to do?"

Nie Renqing was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Master, save me!"

"Very good." Xing Moxie loosened his grip, causing the Phoenix Feather Spirit Sword to plunge vertically into the ground.

Chapter 89: 6 Supreme Demon Pills (laughs)

The Phoenix Feather Spirit Sword that Xing Moxie borrowed from Xiao Linglong is definitely considered the ultimate equipment for a strong person.

It was forged by a legendary swordsmith from the Eternal Continent over ninety-nine years in the Nine Netherworld Fire, using feathers shed during the ninth Nirvana of the Xuanfeng, combined with Star Sand Divine Iron and more than thirty other top-grade materials.

Once this sword is drawn, it reaches the heavens above and descends to the underworld below.

Even if it were our Demon Lord at his peak, if Xiao Linglong were to strike him with all her might with this sword, he would be badly injured.

So using this max-level weapon to easily and effortlessly crush newbies is incredibly satisfying and fast!

"Ah—!" The mountain cried out in anguish.

After the Phoenix Feather Spirit Sword landed, the Azure Flame Earth Fire spread wildly beneath the ground, seemingly burning the entire area to ashes along the mountain's veins.

Flames surged wildly within the Black Mountain Demon's body, burning away her internal organs and demonic power!

"Aaaaaah—!"

Boom! Flames erupted from all parts of Black Mountain, and pus and blood flowed like lava, turning the surrounding area for miles into a burning wasteland. It was truly spectacular.

Xing Moxie carried Nie Renqing to a high place.

I had initially thought the pitch-black night sky made it difficult to see clearly. But now, with scalding pus oozing from its seven orifices, the brilliance of the lava actually outlined the shape of its face.

"How ugly." Xing Moxie had lost even the interest in sparing her life: "So she's a thousand-year-old mountain spirit who has entered the Nascent Soul Realm. No wonder she dared to order demons and ghosts to do evil so close to the town."

"Ahhh—plop plop."

The Black Mountain Demon seemed to want to say something, but her vocal organs had been burned through by the flames, and large amounts of magma were overflowing from her chest. No matter how much she struggled, she could only spew out liquid with sparks.

The Black Mountain region was ablaze, burning out all the demons and monsters hiding in the mountains.

"Wow! Grandma's trending online?!"

"Grandma, I have such a high fever! It's killing me!"

"These fires are strange; ordinary water cannot extinguish them. If you get even a little bit on them, you'll be burned all over your body!"

"Look at the sky! It's them who did this!"

"Damn it, how dare he come to Black Mountain territory! Brothers, let's attack together, kill that squinty-eyed cultivator, and help Granny!"

At the command of the horse-faced demon, hundreds of lesser demons spiraled into the air and charged towards Xing Moxie.

Byd is quite loyal; even at this point, they haven't gone their separate ways.

Xing Moxie scanned the group of monsters with his divine sense and found that their cultivation levels were not as high as the Minotaur from before. So, the Minotaur King was already the strongest general under the Black Mountain Demon King?

These lesser demons are essentially symbiotic parasites on the Black Mountain Demon. They attack passersby in the Black Mountain region with the help of the mountain spirits, and supply a portion of the nutrients obtained from the killings to the mountains in order to gain the old demon's protection.

And the old demon no longer needs to lift a finger every day; he can improve his cultivation simply by lying down. It has become a complete ecological cycle with a supply chain.

"They actually allowed monsters to build symbiotic relationships on their territory. What has the Xuantian Immortal Sect been doing for the past hundred years... Oh right, they've been busy fighting against me? Heh heh."

Xing Moxie clapped her hands and stuck out her tongue.

The case is solved! It turns out that the Black Mountain Demon's ability to gain influence in this area is, in a way, the fault of our Demon Lord. If it weren't for the great war between good and evil, the five major immortal sects wouldn't have been so busy these past hundred years that they wouldn't have had time to manage their own territories.

But Xing Moxie naturally didn't think it was his fault: "The Xuantian Immortal Sect is really something. If they had just obediently let me lead my troops to raze their mountain gates and submit to the Demon Palace sooner, I would have already wiped out these unruly little demons as their ruler."

That makes some sense. The Black Mountain Demon's scourge wasn't his fault as the Demon Lord, but rather the fault of the five great immortal sects who stubbornly resisted!

"Mr. Xing... no, Master, they're attacking! Quickly, bring the sword back!"

As the menacing demon army approached, Nie Renqing became extremely anxious and frantically tugged at Xing Moxie's sleeve.

She seemed to have misunderstood, thinking that Xing Moxie was fearless of Grandma because of that fire sword.

Xing Moxie was indeed too lazy to take action himself and wanted to crush everything with the Phoenix Feather Spirit Sword.

However, one of the key points in training Star Wrath is to make her clearly realize that her master is unfathomable and has no flaws.

"Girl, watch carefully." Xing Moxie waved his hand and used his divine sense to scan the burning earth below.

Then, countless old vines and trees that had not yet turned to ashes grew wildly, vigorously, and rapidly! They stretched madly towards the sky!

They were covered in flames, like scorching tentacles emerging from the ground, entangling the little demons one by one.

"Caw—! What are these things!?"

"Oh no! Fire! Fire is coming onto us!"

"Captain Horse-Faced, help!"