Chapter 141

Having said this, the two demons stopped talking and disappeared from the spot without a sound.

Under the roof beam, Heng Xian frowned.

This group of demons was indeed driving the disciples of various sects toward the Sang Guo capital!

The Venerable One?

Literally understood, it means noble, upper-level.

But, referring to someone this way seems a bit different from a Demon King.

He waited silently for a while longer, and when no one approached, he used the demon escape technique and quietly left the city.

Returning to the original forest, there were already two lonely graves in the woods.

Ye Ling'er was crouching in front of the graves, silently burning some torn clothes and paper talismans.

Heng Xian rummaged through his storage bag, took out a stack of useless talisman paper, used it purely as spirit money, and crouched down to burn it.

Ye Ling'er looked over: "Senior Brother Heng, where did you go? I looked for you for a long time."

"I quietly went back into the city to take a look," Heng Xian said. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "You say, if the demons are deliberately driving us toward the Sang Guo capital, what could they possibly be planning?"

Ye Ling'er was stunned: "Wanting to die, I suppose!"

Heng Xian was surprised: "So confident?"

Ye Ling'er said, "I heard that people from the dozen or so largest sects in our Eastern Region have all come to this vicinity; the implications are too great.

If the demons dare to deliberately drive us toward the Sang Guo capital and set a trap, let alone the fact that so many of us are not easy to mess with.

Even when the reinforcements from various sects arrive, it will be terrifying!

The demon race has been in decline for a hundred thousand years, while human experts have emerged in large numbers; they absolutely wouldn't dare to act recklessly!"

As she spoke, she couldn't hide the arrogance of a disciple from a major sect.

Heng Xian couldn't be bothered to continue the conversation.

The two finished burning the "spirit money." It was already late at night, so they simply found a remote tree hollow, hid inside, and burned a pile of firewood outside to keep warm.

The tree hollow was too small, and a lone man and woman "sharing a room" was quite awkward.

Of course, Heng Xian didn't care; it was Ye Ling'er who was uncomfortable.

One moment her breathing was heavy, the next her body trembled slightly; there was no telling what she was imagining.

Heng Xian looked up at her. Under the firelight, Ye Ling'er's petite and exquisite appearance was quite pretty, fresh and lively.

Actually, disciples of major sects are basically not too ugly. He asked casually, "What are you thinking about?"

"Ah!" Ye Ling'er shivered and retreated, "Senior Brother... do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Heng Xian said, "I can accept a lie first, then the truth!"

Ye Ling'er said, "The lie is that I am cultivating. The truth is, I'm afraid you'll pounce on me, hold me, bully me, and... Senior Brother, I admire you very much. I probably wouldn't resist, and would offer myself to you to repay your life-saving grace, and then we..."

The more she spoke, the redder her face became, and she didn't even dare to look at Heng Xian.

"You're overthinking it!" Heng Xian sat cross-legged, showing no interest, "With your small frame, I'm completely uninterested!"

Ye Ling'er suddenly raised her head, a look of frustration on her face: "Does Senior Brother think I'm not good enough? I come from a National Teacher's Mansion, grew up in luxury, studied under the most learned Confucian scholars, and started learning etiquette at the age of three.

Moreover, my skin is soaked in spiritual beast milk, I only eat fragrant spiritual herbs, and even my breath is fragrant. If you don't believe me, smell it."

Heng Xian said, "But you have no 'substance'!"

Ye Ling'er blinked and looked down at herself: "Substance? How much substance do I need?"

Heng Xian coughed, "Graceful posture, lotus steps with every stride, face like peach blossoms, natural charm, chest like a bowl, firm and resilient!"

"Senior Brother, you're really improper!" Ye Ling'er's face was red as she twisted the corner of her clothes. After thinking for a moment, she said, "This... isn't this talking about Senior Sister Bai Lianhua?"

"Bai Lianhua?" Heng Xian was stunned, "That name is so direct!"

Ye Ling'er didn't understand and nodded, "Yes, Senior Sister Bai Lianhua is the true disciple of Uncle-Master Lan Wuyan of the Great Pine Peak, in the Initial Yuan Dan Realm, and is number one on the Earth Ranking!"

Heng Xian said "Oh," having no impression, and simply closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Ye Ling'er secretly compared her own figure, thought for a moment, and whispered, "Senior Brother?"

Heng Xian: "Hmm."

Ye Ling'er said cautiously, "Do you think... if I became like Senior Sister Bai Lianhua, is it possible you would pursue me crazily, then confess to me in front of all the true disciples of the sect, and then spoil me like a treasure?"

"No possibility, won't happen, get lost!" Heng Xian said.

Ye Ling'er was completely discouraged: "I was just joking, don't take it to heart, sigh!"

The night passed without incident.

The next morning, a gray mist blew outside, and then a drizzling rain began to fall.

The two crawled out of the tree hollow. Heng Xian glanced toward Weiwu County; the entire city was covered by rain and mist, making it impossible to see clearly.

Demonic energy still permeated the south, and it was already very close.

There was no choice; they had to go north to the Sang Guo capital.

The two flew on their swords, heading straight north.

The Sang Guo capital, "Qing'an," was magnificent and prosperous, with high-rise buildings and palaces stretching out, and the population in the city was no less than two million.

However, at this time, the whole city was under martial law, the four gates were tightly closed, and groups of soldiers at the eighth or ninth level of the Innate Realm were patrolling back and forth.

From high-ranking officials to ordinary people, everyone was temporarily staying in their homes and was not allowed to go out without permission.

Only groups of men and women wearing elegant wide-sleeved robes could walk on the streets.

These men and women were disciples of various sects, with transcendent status!

At this time, the South City Gate was open, and a large group of male and female disciples from various sects were looking ahead with anxious expressions.

Lin Shuyu, Ma Buying, Xu Wei, and others from the Tianyuan Sect were also among them.

Beside them was a group of Spirit Sword Sect disciples; Xie Lingyu, in her inner sect disciple uniform, looking sweet and pleasant, and the petite and cute Heng Ying'er from the Heng family were among them.

At this time, a bearded senior brother from the Divine Blade Palace sighed and said, "The incident happened too suddenly; we were all scattered by the demons. I wonder how many will be able to return?"

Ma Buying said, "Senior Brother Liang is right. It's been a night, a whole night. I wonder how Junior Brother Heng and Junior Sister Ye from our Tianyuan Sect are doing?

Junior Brother Heng must not have any accidents; he is number eighty-seven on the Earth Ranking, a genius monster, and the future hope of our sect!"

Beside them, a fair-skinned young man from the Overlord Sect sneered, "Everyone is equal, why mention geniuses? Two junior sisters of mine from the Overlord Sect, ranked fifty-first and fifty-sixth on the Earth Ranking, are still outside. Your Tianyuan Sect's eighty-seventh place should step aside!"

Ma Buying's face darkened, "Junior Brother Hou, I was just saying something casually; what do you mean by refuting me?"

The fair-faced young man sneered, "I just don't like hearing it!"

Ma Buying was about to say more when a young man from the Donghuang Palace, dressed in expensive clothing and waving a landscape folding fan, said, "At a time like this, don't compare those strange things; human lives are at stake!"

Ma Buying, Senior Brother Liang, and Junior Brother Hou fell silent. This senior brother from the Donghuang Palace was named Huangfu Qi, who was fifth on the Earth Ranking of the Donghuang Palace, a monstrous figure, and he had already formed his Dan!

When he spoke, everyone had to give him some face.

Just then, a young man covered in blood flew in from the sky in the distance and landed staggeringly.

A group of people immediately went up to meet him and helped the young man up, "Which sect are you from, Junior Brother?"

The young man said with difficulty, "Da, Da Yan Sect, Song Yang. There were five of us brothers, coming from Dechuan City in the southeast. We were attacked by demons on the way, and only... I am left!"

"Quickly help the Da Yan Sect junior brother to go and get treated!" Huangfu Qi ordered.

Someone immediately helped the young man into the city.

Lin Shuyu, Xie Lingyu, and the others heard about the southeast direction, and their expressions instantly became very ugly.

Because Weiwu County was in the south.

Next, injured disciples from various sects flew back in twos and threes, each one in a miserable state.

The expressions of the disciples from various sects became increasingly ugly.

Ma Buying said with extreme worry, "I'm afraid the situation is grim!"

Junior Brother Hou of the Overlord Sect sneered, "Your genius junior brother ranked eighty-seventh on the Earth Ranking will also be in a grim situation?"

"You..." Ma Buying was full of anger.

Senior Brother Liang of the Divine Blade Palace shook his head and said, "To be honest, the south is the most dangerous; your eighty-seventh might not be able to return!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than two figures landed in a leisurely manner, calm and unhurried.

It was none other than Heng Xian and Ye Ling'er.

The crowd looked over one after another.

Ma Buying laughed, "Our eighty-seventh has returned!"

Xie Lingyu immediately rushed over and wrapped her arms around Heng Xian's neck, "Let cousin take a look!"

(End of this chapter)