Chapter 2: Demon-Reflecting Mirror

"Xiuqin, look at our daughter, she doesn't recognize me as her father."

Watching the whips of several jailers about to land on him, Li Xianzhi wailed like a ghost.

The jailers were a bit bewildered.

"Captain Hongyu, is this really your father?"

The jailers asked uncertainly, looking at the murderous look in Li Hongyu's eyes.

Li Hongyu didn't speak, but stared straight at Li Xianzhi, who was performing with all his might.

Ye Xiuqin, Li Hongyu's mother.

When Li Hongyu was five, her mother passed away due to illness. Li Hongyu still remembered her mother holding her hand and telling her to take care of her father, who had no sense of propriety.

Li Hongyu had agreed at the time.

Now this man called out her mother's name, leaving Li Hongyu, who was convinced Li Xianzhi was a monster, at a loss.

Li Hongyu had too many questions in her heart.

"Lock him up first, treat him well. But without my orders, no one is allowed to have contact with him."

After saying this, Li Hongyu left the prison without looking back. She couldn't make up her mind about this matter, so she wanted to ask her master.

Li Hongyu's master was none other than the Grand Commander of Dongjiang City, Li Chengxiao, a powerhouse at the Five-Stage Supernatural level. Li Chengxiao possessed a treasure mirror that could reveal the true form of all demons and ghosts.

"Nier, don't go, Father is so uncomfortable, Father wants to go home." Watching Li Hongyu's retreating back, Li Xianzhi shouted. Only after Li Hongyu was far away did Li Xianzhi's expression return to normal.

Being human is so much fun.

When was the last time he was human?

Li Xianzhi remembered it was countless ages ago, back when he hadn't become a Tablet Spirit and was just a happy college student. Back then, he played games all day, chased girls, and was so happy.

But it wasn't as fun as now. Because right now he had a daughter, a fun daughter, and Li Xianzhi felt it was all so interesting.

"What are you two still standing there for? If you don't serve me well, watch out, I'll have my daughter give you a hard time." Li Xianzhi, having regained his composure, scolded the jailers who were still stunned, his act of borrowing authority being perfectly executed.

"What do we do?" The jailer Li San looked at Zhang Si, looking troubled.

"What do we do? How would I know what to do! Just serve him well."

The two were completely confused; why would she lock up her own father for no reason? This was just making things difficult for them!

Li Xianzhi was invited to a high-class cell, which meant a single room with a bed, table, and chairs.

Subsequently, Li San and Zhang Si paid out of their own pockets to buy Li Xianzhi a sumptuous meal and fine wine.

They couldn't afford to offend Li Xianzhi.

"Master Li, are you satisfied?" Li San asked, fawning over Li Xianzhi while pouring him wine. Under Li Xianzhi's manipulation, the two were deeply convinced of his identity. Li Xianzhi told them that he had had a conflict with his daughter over visiting a brothel and had been thrown into jail by her to reflect.

"Satisfied, very satisfied!" Li Xianzhi gnawed on a roast chicken, his mouth dripping with oil.

In billions of years, he had never eaten such a delicacy. Ancestral halls usually only offered fruits, and on holidays, they might offer rare items, but they were all half-cooked garbage. Moreover, as a Tablet Spirit, Li Xianzhi could only smell the scent; how could it compare to this oily roast chicken? It was smooth and delicious.

"Master, let me ask a bold question. Why are you wearing a burial shroud? Is it a new trend in the brothels?" Li San was curious. "Tomorrow, when I save enough money, Master Li, take me to see the world."

"Yes, yes, I want to go too." Zhang Si nodded desperately.

It looked so fresh; it must be exciting too.

"Easy, easy, I have even fresher things. Do you two want to try them if you have the chance?" Li Xianzhi was very satisfied with their service and waved his hand, deciding to let them see the world.

What empresses, demon kings, ghost women, or nuns hadn't he played with? Although they were all memories, could you say they weren't Li's life experiences?

"Great, Master Li, don't forget us then!" The two let their imaginations run wild, feeling as if they were there, in a great mood. Flattery after flattery was heaped upon Li Xianzhi.

But soon, the two couldn't laugh anymore.

The Grand Commander of the Profound Garment Guard, Li Chengxiao, arrived with a group of captains carrying the Demon-Reflecting Mirror.

Seeing Li Xianzhi for the first time, Li Chengxiao was also stunned. "It really is Brother Li." This was the first time Li Chengxiao had seen such a thing.

"Greetings, Grand Commander." Li San and Zhang Si knelt down to welcome him.

"Didn't I tell you two not to have contact with him? Are you looking for death? This is a demon that just crawled out of a grave." Li Hongyu scolded the two who were massaging Li Xianzhi's shoulders.

Reminded by Li Hongyu, the two remembered one thing. Captain Li's father had already passed away!

The two slowly raised their eyes to look at Li Xianzhi, meeting his ghastly, mocking gaze, and couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

"The small ones deserve to die, the small ones deserve to die."

"Alright, alright, you two get out!" Li Hongyu disgustedly dismissed them. These petty officials were used to climbing up the ladder; they must have been fooled by this demon.

In the cell, a group of people stared at each other, and the other captains also felt a chill. Li Chengxiao, however, remained calm.

"Brother, I have offended you."

When Li Chengxiao entered, he had already scrutinized Li Xianzhi. Li Xianzhi's aura was stable, with no foul energy peculiar to demons. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be a demon, but it was hard to say; perhaps the demon's cultivation was too high for him to perceive.

"Reflect, reflect. You Profound Garment Guards are really not making progress. A thousand years later, you're still using this piece of junk." Li Xianzhi brushed aside his messy long hair and complained.

With his hair flowing and the burial shroud graceful, he showed quite a heroic posture.

Of course, Li Xianzhi knew the Demon-Reflecting Mirror.

Because this thing was refined by Li Xianzhi. A thousand years ago, Li Xianzhi became the tablet of a man named Li Shentong. That man was the founder of the Profound Garment Guard.

Li Shentong had profound cultivation, was proficient in the art of refining treasures, and had a good head on his shoulders, so he was recruited by the Great Chu founding emperor, the Shenwu Emperor, becoming his right-hand man and founding the Profound Garment Guard. He also used secret techniques to mass-produce the Demon-Reflecting Mirror, which became the reliance of the Profound Garment Guard to monitor the world. Originally, according to Li Shentong's cultivation, living for ten thousand years would have been no problem at all.

But this guy was too arrogant and didn't know how to restrain himself. He actually challenged a Ninth-Tier True God at the Eighth-Tier Ascension Realm and was finally annihilated in soul. If it hadn't been for the Shenwu Emperor arriving in time, he probably wouldn't even have left a corpse behind. Later, the Shenwu Emperor, remembering Li Shentong's merits, posthumously conferred upon him the title of King of Equal Rank, which was extremely glorious.

And because Li Shentong had no blood descendants, his tablet was enshrined in the ancestral land of the Great Chu Dynasty, worshipped by the descendants of Great Chu. If one were to really trace it, these people in front of him were all Li Xianzhi's disciples and grand-disciples.

"Brother seems to recognize this Demon-Reflecting Mirror?" Li Chengxiao was surprised. This was a secret treasure of the Profound Garment Guard; if Li Hongyu hadn't been his disciple, Li Chengxiao wouldn't have brought it out.

"Of course I recognize it."

"Using Sun-Moon Profound Essence as the main body, processed with the juice of Exquisite Grass, and finally refining the soul of a Clear-Vision Beast into it, it can distinguish all demons and evils in the world."

"But this one of yours seems to be a replica, a useless thing." Li Xianzhi shook his head, seemingly not thinking much of the gadget in Li Chengxiao's hand.

"This, this, this..." Li Chengxiao's heart was in turmoil.

The refining method for this Demon-Reflecting Mirror had long been lost, and later generations didn't even know what materials were used to refine it. This guy, who looked like Li Hongyu's father, had actually named the raw materials in one breath, and his expression didn't look like he was faking it.

Could it be, could it be... Li Chengxiao didn't dare to think further. ===== CHAPTER 3 =====