Chapter 82: The Kuangshi Clan

Ruyue Xianzi! The next instant, the bear demon was slightly stunned, and then his expression changed wildly.

He took a deep breath, drew all the baleful aura filling the sky back into his body, and then said respectfully:

"Xiaohei greets the Xianzi. It has been so long, yet the Xianzi's elegance remains unchanged. You are also aware that due to my bloodline, my divine sense is much weaker than cultivators of the same rank, so I did not discover the Xianzi's tracks. Please, I beg you not to take offense."

"Forget it."

Ruyue Xianzi raised her jade hand. Although she was arrogant, she was not petty; since the other party had already admitted his mistake, she would not be difficult with him.

"Is your master here?"

Ruyue Xianzi spoke in a calm tone.

Before the bear demon could speak, Su Zhangqing's expression shifted slightly. The next instant, he looked toward the void, his expression turning gloomy at once.

"Fellow Daoist, what is wrong?"

Ruyue Xianzi was slightly stunned, revealing a look of surprise.

"A group of demon beasts is heading this way. The one with the most profound cultivation among them is actually on par with you, Fellow Daoist, and there are also several others at the Golden Core stage."

Su Zhangqing spoke with a cold expression.

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Ruyue Xianzi's jade face also turned icy. She then closed her beautiful eyes slightly and released her divine sense.

"It is actually true. That demonic power is somewhat familiar. If I am not mistaken, it should be the demon race from Shituoling. His territory is clearly not here; what is he doing running to this Shenguang Mountain?"

Ruyue Xianzi revealed a puzzled expression.

"Oh, you know them, Fellow Daoist?"

"Naturally. The experts of the demon race are few in number, so we have naturally dealt with one another."

Before the two had finished speaking, ethereal celestial music drifted over. The music was incomparably melodious, and the two could not help but turn their heads to look.

They saw an exquisite and magnificent flying carriage appear before them. The carriage was fully twenty zhang long. It was unknown what materials it was made of, but its design was incredibly luxurious, its surface covered in a layer of runes, with celestial music faintly emanating from it.

Flanking the beast carriage were seven or eight Golden Core stage demons, each tall and fierce, their powerful demonic aura surging straight into the sky.

Aside from these Golden Core stage monsters, the remaining demons were all at the Foundation Establishment stage or above. They were fierce in appearance, yet they were arranged in perfect order, just like an emperor's retinue.

The beast carriage was pulled by four ink flood dragons, each with strength around the Golden Core stage. The beast carriage moved extremely fast, and within a few breaths, it arrived before the two.

"Kuangshi, you don't stay in Shituoling, what are you doing running to Shenguang Mountain?"

Just at this moment, Ruyue Xianzi's cold words rang out.

"Hehe, so it is Ruyue Xianzi. I remember the last time I saw the Xianzi was nearly a hundred years ago. Seeing the Xianzi again today, you are still as beautiful, but has your temperament not changed at all?"

The beast carriage slowed slightly and came to a stop more than ten zhang away. Although it was still wrapped in a protective barrier, light flickered in Su Zhangqing's eyes, and he could still see the situation inside clearly.

The carriage was incredibly spacious, with seven or eight people sitting inside.

Two men and five women.

The man sitting in the place of honor was incredibly robust, nearly three meters tall, with a wide mouth and broad nose. His exposed skin was dark and sturdy, like a violent lion. Although he had restrained his aura, Su Zhangqing could still tell his strength was at the late Golden Core stage.

As for the other man, he looked about the same age as himself.

He was dressed in fine robes, his figure was perfectly proportioned, and his appearance was quite handsome, yet there was a faint hint of evil in his expression.

However, as the saying goes, one cannot judge a book by its cover, and the sea cannot be measured by a bucket; this young man was actually a Golden Core mid-stage demon.

In other words, one must not be deceived by his appearance; heaven knows how many years this old monster had lived. As for the several women, Su Zhangqing did not pay much attention to them. Although they were pretty, their cultivation was not worth mentioning—merely at the Foundation Establishment stage. It seemed they were likely just maids.

One must know that there are thousands of types of demon beasts; some demons have no talent for cultivation, but they easily shed their demon forms and transform into human shapes. They often attach themselves to powerful factions.

Su Zhangqing's gaze swept over the women, and he passed over them without a second thought.

Just as he was examining the situation inside the carriage, several divine senses also swept over him. Su Zhangqing's expression tightened slightly, though his face betrayed no joy or anger.

As the saying goes, more trouble is worse than less trouble; without any benefit, he did not want to have any conflict with this Kuangshi Laoguai.

"Hehe, the Xianzi's elegance remains; this is truly a joyous occasion. Yu'er, this is the famous number one female cultivator. If you can receive her guidance, you will benefit infinitely. Why don't you come over and pay your respects to the Xianzi?"

Kuangshi's expression shifted slightly as he spoke to the young man.

"Yes, Father."

The young man nodded, spiritual light flickered on his body, and he appeared outside the beast carriage.

"Junior Shi Yu greets Ruyue Xianzi."

As he spoke, he bowed, his expression incomparably respectful.

"Enough."

Ruyue Xianzi waved her hand. She did not want to put on a cold face toward a junior, although she was incredibly curious about when this old monster Kuangshi had acquired a son. However, she would not waste her time meddling in other people's business.

"Eh, who is this Fellow Daoist..."

Just at this moment, Kuangshi Laoguai's expression shifted slightly, and he glanced at Su Zhangqing beside her, his face clearly revealing a look of surprise.

One must know that Ruyue Xianzi had always regarded all men in the world as nothing and never associated with them. Why was she like this toward the man before her now? Could he be a newly accepted Disciple of the Hehuan Sect? But then he thought, that was not right; the Hehuan Sect had never accepted men since its founding, not even those with peerless talent.

Ruyue Xianzi sighed slightly in her heart. Although she spoke with cold words, she did not want to make an enemy of the other party.

"This is a Guest Elder of my Hehuan Sect."

"Oh?"

Su Zhangqing did not wait for Ruyue Xianzi's instructions; he stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting: "I am Su Zhangqing, I greet Fellow Daoist Kuangshi."

His tone was slightly polite, but he showed no fear.

"En."

Kuangshi Laoguai nodded slightly and did not say anything more.

"Xiu..."

On the mountain peak not far away, five-colored light flickered incessantly, followed by a swell of celestial music. A dizzying floral fragrance drifted through the air, and countless rays of light shot out from the mountain.

At the very front were dozens of female cultivators, who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, incomparably beautiful.

Each young girl held a flower basket in her hand, moving with light steps, slowly walking through the sky, looking just like immortals from the nine heavens.

Beside these young girls, dozens of immortal birds danced gracefully, and fresh flowers fell like rain; in terms of sheer grandeur, it was not the slightest bit inferior to that of Kuangshi.

Subsequently, more and more brilliant light appeared, and as Su Zhangqing swept his gaze across them, most were demonic beasts of the Foundation Establishment Stage, with avian types being the most numerous, making the spectacle look quite extraordinary.

After a full three quarters of an hour had passed, a streak of five-colored flowing light drifted down from the flower carriage.

From within the five-colored flowing light, a beautiful woman stepped out, looking to be around thirty years of age.

Needless to say, it was naturally Shenguang Xianzi.

(End of this chapter)