Chapter 116: Killing the Corpse Demon (4)

Wei Yuning put away the recording stone with satisfaction and said, "Master Chengxin, do you still want to fight? I guarantee that if I show the contents of this recording stone to my fellow disciples, they will be utterly awestruck by you."

"Let's forget it for today!" Chengxin thought for a moment and sighed. "Green Corpse Demons are different from ordinary Corpse Demons. They aren't mindless dead men; they can hide among humans in daily life. If it weren't for my unique Buddhist techniques, probably no one could discover them!"

At this point, he suddenly remembered that Wei Yuning had discovered the Corpse Demon's presence even earlier than he had, but he had been busy fighting at the time and forgot to ask about it.

"Daoist Qingmo, how did you discover the Corpse Demon?"

Wei Yuning smiled but said nothing. Aside from Qiu Hu, he hadn't told a second person about his nose's ability, and naturally, he couldn't tell the monk before him either.

Seeing that Wei Yuning didn't answer, Chengxin snorted and continued, "For an ordinary mortal to be turned into a Green Corpse Demon, this Thorn Demon is no simple matter. Its methods are likely not just demonic arts—there are also... Daoist arts involved!" His voice suddenly dropped to an almost inaudible level.

Wei Yuning was startled.

He turned and saw Shunzi approaching.

"Uncle-Master Qingmo, are there still Corpse Demons outside?" The battle had happened extremely quickly; before the people around could come out to check, the three Corpse Demons had already been taken away by Chengxin.

Seeing no more commotion outside, those who had intended to come out shrank back into their rooms. When trouble is none of one's business, it's best to let it lie—the Nine Cloud Peak mountain range had deep valleys and dense forests, with wild beasts rampant, so it was safer inside the rooms.

The only two witnesses were the gatekeeping menial disciples; the two fellows were still trembling in their legs even now.

"There should be more. I'll go collect them!" Wei Yuning had been keeping an eye on the Demon-Seeking Mirror's reaction. The direction where the Thorn Demon was located had shown no change at all. His heart wavered back and forth on the edge of courting death, but in the end, it jumped to the side of courting death.

"Good, let me witness Daoist Qingmo's skills." Monk Chengxin's face was full of anticipation.

The two set off again, but this time, Wei Yuning took the lead while Chengxin followed behind. The recording stone was handed over to Chengxin, though Wei Yuning still held the Demon-Seeking Mirror in his left hand.

They walked slowly forward along the cobblestone path, passing six more shops than before, and almost simultaneously, both stopped in their tracks.

Beneath the clouds and mist of Nine Cloud Peak, even during the day, visibility was at most only about ten zhang. Now it was night; without fluorescent stone lamps, one could only vaguely see a single zhang ahead.

The mountain gate behind them had long since vanished into the darkness of the night.

None of the dozen or so shops around had hung fluorescent stone lamps outside either; only the two men's miner's hats provided light in this area.

"Do you need my help?" Monk Chengxin asked in a low voice.

Before them was a courtyard. Through the half-openwork courtyard wall, several blurry human figures could be seen standing inside. In the open area, Chengxin's Dharma Eye had almost instantly detected the presence of demonic creatures. Besides the courtyard, demonic qi was also emanating from the house within.

He made a rough estimate: there were no fewer than ten demonic creatures. Almost all the demonic cultivators they had encountered when entering the mountain gate were gathered in this courtyard. If every Corpse Demon were like the Green Corpse Demon from earlier, he would have to temporarily avoid their edge.

Wei Yuning's nose also caught a strong smell of decay, but he smelled something more as well. A strange, rich, sweet scent was emanating from a certain "person" inside—this was the first time he had encountered such an odor. Though describing it this way was strange, Wei Yuning had no choice but to put it like this: it was a bit like chocolate with milk.

He felt an urge to devour the other.

"No need. Just protect yourself!" Wei Yuning suppressed this strange impulse and waved his hand at Chengxin.

Chengxin's Buddha's Light Illumination was indeed useful; it could reveal the true form of demonic creatures, lower their defenses, and also had a burning effect.

However, this technique's flaw was also obvious: it had no ability to trap the enemy.

Wei Yuning stepped forward, took out a handful of items from his storage ring, tossed them ahead, and then began to drive his incantation. His Entangling Technique had been improved many times; from the way it was used, almost no trace of the original wood-element spiritual root cultivator's "Entangling Technique" could be seen.

The things thrown on the ground were vine seeds. They quickly transformed into strands of vines, rustling softly like a group of spirit snakes, crawling along every crack and crevice into the courtyard. Under the cover of night, if one wasn't paying attention, they were almost invisible.

Dharma Master Chengxin's scalp tingled as he watched. They were clearly a bunch of plants, yet they looked like living things, extremely creepy. For the first time, he doubted whether Qingmo truly had an affinity with the Buddha; from the look of his techniques, he seemed more akin to the demonic.

Although the "humans" who had become Corpse Demons showed no change in appearance, their sensory sharpness was far inferior to that of humans. The vines easily bound all the Corpse Demons.

Under the precise guidance of the Star Power Orb, all thirteen Corpse Demons were firmly entangled by the Blood Demon Vines, including their mouths, which were sealed shut at the first moment, leaving them only able to let out faint, pained groans.

"It's over!" Wei Yuning said with a light laugh at the recording stone.

The courtyard gate opened, and the two walked in. The recording stone faithfully recorded everything: on the ground of the courtyard, on the steps, and inside the house, Corpse Demons lay scattered about, struggling.

Chengxin exclaimed with joy, "These humans are already dead. Kill the Corpse Demons first!"

Wei Yuning took out the green short sword and was about to act when Chengxin quickly stopped him, saying, "Demonic qi will damage your weapon. Let me bless it for you!" As he spoke, a milky-white ball of light flew from Chengxin's palm, landed on the short sword, and then, like flowing water, enveloped the entire blade.

"Done!" Chengxin said.

Wei Yuning nodded. With a swift motion of his blade, the heads of the Corpse Demons were chopped off one by one. At the same time, the vines quickly shrank into a ball, turning into short vine seedlings, and Wei Yuning didn't forget to put them into the pouch at his waist.

Living things couldn't be thrown into storage items. The Blood Demon Vines were a handy weapon for Wei Yuning; even as seedlings, he couldn't bear to discard them.

Chengxin wasn't idle on the side either. While filming, he also tossed the Corpse Demons into his Universe Bag.

The two moved from the courtyard into the house.

Wei Yuning's expression shifted. The sweet scent was closer. He followed the smell and looked over. On the floor beside the desk in the master bedroom lay a woman dressed entirely in red, her disheveled hair covering her face, making her features unclear.

Dharma Master Chengxin followed Wei Yuning's gaze, focused his eyes to look, and his expression changed drastically. He shouted hoarsely, "Run! This is a Demon Eye! Run!"

Wei Yuning had no idea what a Demon Eye was, but as if to confirm the terror of the Demon Eye, the Demon-Seeking Mirror in his hand changed. The black mist in the northeast direction suddenly turned dark red, a vivid crimson like purple, striking fear into the heart.

"The Thorn Demon is coming!"

Wei Yuning steeled his heart and, with all his strength, swung his sword at the red-clad woman's neck. The full-force strike of a Core Formation physical cultivator was no small matter; the red-clad woman's head was instantly severed from her body.

At that moment, the entire Demon-Seeking Mirror turned blood-red.