Chapter 11: Initial Realm Subdues Demons: The True Yang Blade

"I originally came to see the beautiful wife you found for us, but I unintentionally smelled those mongrels, so I came in to take a look."

"Rest assured, you are efficient; we are still quite satisfied with you."

The old ape glanced at Shen Yi, then leaned its head close to Song Changfeng's face: "However, your rank is too low, and you still have to be ordered around by such mediocrities; it is terribly unsatisfying. Today, I will eliminate him for you and help Brother Shen climb a bit higher."

"I didn't kill the dog demon..." Song Changfeng's eyes bulged wide, his eyeballs nearly popping out of their sockets as he screamed repeatedly: "I will resign immediately... don't kill me... Shen Yi! I have never provoked you! Why are you doing this!"

Seeing his appearance, the three ape demons laughed together.

That laughter was sharp and grating, stirring irritation in Shen Yi's heart, and his voice carried a touch of coldness: "Let him go."

Upon hearing these words, the old ape's expression changed abruptly.

Although it called Shen Yi "Brother Shen," that was a mocking way of speaking; in their eyes, Shen Yi was merely a well-behaved lackey.

Otherwise, they would not have deliberately prepared these intimidations for the other party.

When did a lackey get to issue orders here?

The old ape bared its pale yellow fangs, suppressed its anger, and looked over with interest: "If I let him go, what benefit is there?"

Although it had not truly intended to release Song Changfeng, it was quite curious about what grand opera this beast-hearted creature named Shen Yi was putting on today.

Hearing this, Shen Yi lowered his gaze to stare at the old ape, pondered for a moment, relaxed his brow, and seemed to offer a condition the other party could not refuse:

"Let him go, and you can die more easily."

Upon hearing these words, the room instantly fell into silence.

Killing intent gradually rose in the old ape's eyes: "Interesting, but what if I don't let go?"

Shen Yi raised his head and said sincerely: "I will flay you into a skeleton."

Before the ape demons could react, Song Changfeng was so terrified his eyes nearly split, and he almost bit his teeth to pieces.

He finally understood that the man surnamed Shen had no intention at all of letting him walk out alive today!

Flayed into a skeleton? Who exactly is flaying whom?

The ape demons of the Eastern Hill were not like the weasels of the Western Suburbs; dog demons are born in large numbers, of varying quality, and for a slightly weaker one, seven or eight Constables could barely subdue one.

But the ape demons, from beginning to end, numbered only five.

Excluding that great demon who had lived who knows how many years and had not appeared for a long time, the four brothers below were all elites, and with just this number, they could fight the weasels to a standstill.

And now, three of the four brothers had arrived!

Indeed, upon hearing Shen Yi's words, the gaze of the Confucian-robed old ape grew completely cold.

It did not speak to mock, nor did it need to roar to intimidate the enemy.

The old ape merely gradually increased the force in its hand, its sharp nails piercing the flesh on Song Changfeng's forehead, crushing his skull until it creaked, as if it would explode like a ripe watermelon at any moment.

It looked indifferently at Shen Yi beside it, hoping this skull would teach the other party how to speak.

Just then, a hint of confusion appeared in the old ape's eyes, followed immediately by that confusion turning into raging fury!

Shen Yi did not look at its hand at all, but instead turned and walked toward the door, coming to a stop in front of the two confused ape demons.

He sized them up for a moment and selected the one who had previously broken through the door to kill people.

Immediately after, Shen Yi raised his hand and, in the instant the ape demon had no time to react, slammed it viciously onto the back of its head!

Under the added force of immense power, that ape demon crashed to the ground, its entire face sinking into the shattered floor tiles.

The other ape demon finally came to its senses, opened its mouth to emit a sharp shriek; even in such an urgent situation, it did not lose its composure.

Its arm, far longer than a normal person's, swung a perfect arc in the air; its black-furred hand clenched into a fist and, like a thousand-pound weight falling, struck straight down at the youth's spine!

This was no longer an attack relying on instinct, but an extremely skilled martial arts move.

Its left arm was poised and ready, preparing for the fatal blow after breaking the opponent's spine.

"..."

Shen Yi bent down, pressing on the back of one ape demon's head; just as that claw was about to strike down, his other hand casually blocked it.

The black-furred claw, which could have easily shattered a spine, was casually slapped away the moment it hit his arm, and the thousand-pound force instantly collapsed.

Immediately after, Shen Yi's long five fingers clamped onto its throat; applying slight force, he shattered the opponent's cervical vertebrae.

From start to finish, he did not even turn his head to look once.

His calm gaze focused on the ape skull in his palm, which was gradually deforming; every time the opponent struggled, the force in his hand increased by a fraction.

"Aaaah!!"

The action of the Confucian-robed old ape hesitated slightly; it could not understand why every movement of someone so familiar exceeded its own understanding.

But the death of a brother obviously broke through its reason.

Instinctively, it wanted to use Song Changfeng in its hand to order the other party to stop, but before the words could leave its mouth, staring at Shen Yi's unfluctuating face, it suddenly realized.

The one in the other party's hand was its brother, while the one in its own hand... had nothing to do with Shen Yi.

It kicked Song Changfeng flying in a rage, leaped directly over the table: "Stop!"

The shriek and a dull explosion sounded simultaneously.

Shen Yi withdrew his hand and flicked off the red and white viscous substance clinging to his fingertips.

He glanced sideways at the figure attacking from the air, his hand indifferently resting on the hilt of the blade at his waist; just as he was about to draw the sword, his movement suddenly slowed down.

In the bloodshot eyes of the Confucian-robed old ape, black mist suddenly rose; immediately after, the same black mist drilled out from between its fur, and in the blink of an eye, formed a chain.

The black mist chain emitted a strange chill, rolling like a swimming dragon, and lashed out to lock onto Shen Yi!

"..."

Shen Yi frowned slightly, a hint of surprise surging in his eyes; this was the first time he had seen so-called demon magic.

That strange chill was bone-piercingly cold, as if it would freeze a person's entire body, and it seemed to have the effect of eroding the mind as well.

Originally, he thought that after perfecting the mortal body, nothing below the Initial Realm could threaten him; he had not sensed any sense of transcendence from these three ape demons.

However, at this moment, he finally felt a hint of trouble.

In the midst of his thoughts, the motion of drawing the blade changed; unlike the previous swiftness and agility, this time, drawing the blade was much slower.

His entire body surged with blood and qi, the scorching heat palpable even through his skin.

Inch by inch, the blade slid from its sheath, a pale red mist clinging to the silver light, flowing like blood.

Suddenly, the blade swept through the air!

The scholar-robed ape demon's eyes widened, staring at the youth now only three feet away; he seemed within reach to tear the other's face apart, yet his sharp claws trembled, unable to extend no matter what.

It looked down in confusion.

There, its scholar robe was severed, the cut perfectly straight; from the waist down, two thick, powerful legs thudded to the ground, yet it was clearly still leaping in mid-air.

"Clang."

Shen Yi sheathed his blade and stepped over the two halves of the ape demon on the ground.

(End of this chapter)