Chapter 137: Half-Demon Body

"Hoo..."

"Hoo..."

"Hoo..."

In a somewhat dark and narrow karst cave, the sound of water droplets was crisp and audible.

But even clearer was the sound of gasping for breath.

The heavy panting was mixed with the scent of blood.

Lu Daocheng gritted his teeth, his expression gloomy, as he tore off his shirt and wrapped the fabric around his arm to stop the blood that was continuously flowing out.

A skylight had opened in the cave, allowing a view of the outside world; from his angle, he could just see the pillar of light shooting straight into the sky.

The golden light reflected in his pupils, making him swallow a mouthful of saliva involuntarily.

Gulp.

A flicker of longing flashed and vanished in Lu Daocheng's eyes.

"... That place, the Family Head should be there."

However, just as this thought flashed through his mind, he heard an unusual sound coming from outside the cave.

He gritted his teeth.

"No, I must hold on, damn it... what a bunch of vermin."

Clearly.

Lu Daocheng was being hunted down all alone.

After Lu Ren chose a good family training ground for them, he left, and after that, most of the people in the clan also chose to find a direction and explore on their own.

They could not hide under the protection of the family forever.

Lu Daocheng was one of them.

However.

Not long after he went out, he did not know why he was entangled by a group of people; that group shouted at him to kill him, almost taking half his life.

He exhausted his efforts and spent the vast majority of his Spirit Power, only then managing to shake them off for a short time, buying himself a chance to catch his breath and flee in a hurry.

But, he had not even had the chance to sit down here before he was discovered again.

A boundless hatred suddenly surged in Lu Daocheng's heart; the hatred was naturally for these pursuers, and also for the voice in his own mind...

"Shut up!"

He roared angrily, "I told you to shut up! Can't you hear me?"

If it weren't for that voice in his mind disrupting him while he was dodging the pursuers, he would never have been so easily wounded to this extent.

But as it happened.

The guy in his mind who called himself the Demon Emperor was still speaking leisurely.

"Lu Daocheng, give up the struggle."

"I am you, and you are me."

"You and I are one, there is no need to resist me so much; with your current strength, you cannot deal with those people hunting you down at all."

"Don't you want to know who they are?" The Demon Emperor's voice carried a hidden smile and the mockery of someone watching a show, "Then I will tell you."

"If there were no them, there would be no me, and if there were no me, there would be no you."

Lu Daocheng pressed against the wall of the cave, listening carefully to the footsteps of those people outside approaching, listening patiently while responding vigilantly.

"What do you mean by that?"

The Demon Emperor laughed lowly, "Naturally, I mean exactly what I said."

"You don't really think you could have survived that night on your own, do you?"

Lu Daocheng fell into a deep silence.

In fact.

He did not know what exactly happened that night, but the last thing he remembered was his own heart being gouged out.

He should have died.

But when he woke up... he was not only alive, but living very well.

Even... while he was asleep, there was an extra guy in his body who claimed to be another him. Naturally, Lu Daocheng was unwilling to give up ownership of his body.

He struggled bitterly to seize the right to be in control, which had already exhausted most of his mental energy.

Fortunately, he had been using this body for the longest time, and he had barely managed to take back ownership.

However...

"Shut up." Lu Daocheng still looked gloomy, "I will not listen to your bewitchment."

"Even if you saved me that day, this body is mine! If I died, that would be my bad luck, but I didn't die."

"My life and death are not important, but I will never allow you to use my name to approach my clansmen and the Family Head!"

He was like a little wolf cub.

His expression carried a fierce edge.

The voice that always lingered in his mind paused for a moment at this time, as if it wanted to say something.

But the pursuers had arrived.

"He's here!"

"The Demon Race's dog cub! Kill him!"

"A Half-Demon Body should not exist in this world; kill him to avenge the Young Master and the Ancestor!"

"Kill!"

"Don't give him a chance to escape! This brat is slippery, like a loach!"

"Strike while the iron is hot and kill him!"

Discovered again! Lu Daocheng had no time to explain that he was not of the Demon Race, so he could only turn and flee.

Moreover, he was extremely clear in his heart that even if he explained, it would be useless.

He had indeed already been transformed into a Half-Demon Body, and the cultivation technique he practiced had also been changed into a half-human, half-demon technique.

Now, this body of his...

... was long since no longer purely of the Human Race.

But so what? Lu Daocheng did not feel that he was in the wrong.

What is a demon? Is a demon necessarily evil? Not necessarily!

Whether it be the Demon Race or Demon Cultivator, they were existences on the continent that were always being hunted and killed, but Lu Daocheng never thought so! If one were to say that the Demon Race were "those not of our kind, whose hearts must be different," then what of Demon Cultivators? "Evil cultivation techniques cannot disturb my Dao heart," Lu Daocheng gritted his teeth as he fled, firmly stating to the voice in his mind, "As long as I am here for one day, don't even think about stealing my body!"

His attitude was extremely firm.

However...

He was already severely wounded, and there were many pursuers behind him; after fleeing several times, he was almost caught.

Several more wounds were added to Lu Daocheng's body, making his journey of escape even more arduous.

It was precisely at this moment that the fellow in his mind, who had not made a sound for a long time, suddenly let out a heavy sigh.

That Lu Daocheng who called himself the Demon Emperor said leisurely: "Although I hate you and want you to die, this body is shared after all."

"Get down, you little brat."

"Do you even know how to use it?"

Almost in an instant, Lu Daocheng felt his vision blur, and when he regained his senses, what he saw was an abyss without light, and he was trapped in a cage.

Looking up, he could see a glowing white light, and beyond that light...

... was his own body! The expression revealed on that body's face... was definitely not his own! Lu Daocheng was incredulous.

He had actually been stripped of the ownership of his body?

But this was not the end.

Demon Emperor Lu Daocheng stopped his flight, turned his head to look at the people surrounding him, and a cruel smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"In all the time I've lived... I've never been this pathetic."

"You lot."

"Deserve to die."

(End of this chapter)