Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 348 The wicked gather here, all for one purpose.

When the strange wind dissipated, all four had already evacuated.

Chen Ying and Yun Gu took the same route, hurrying five or six miles through the mountains.

We stopped when we reached the coast and could see the islands and hills in the sea.

This is a small cliff, which is also a tourist spot. There are cobblestone paths among the trees and grass, and white-painted benches on the grass.

However, there are no travelers visiting here now.

Yun Gu plopped down on the bench, leaned the Breaking Formation Spear against the side, and let out a long sigh.

Chen Ying, however, was wielding his sword, thrusting it diagonally towards the ground, causing the blade to tremble.

This move uses the sword as a guide to propel the body's energy outwards, without damaging clothing, but it washes away any lingering scents that may have adhered to the body.

Clang! Clang!
After the first tremor, she felt it wasn't enough, so she gave it two more tremors.

Yun Gu took out a cigarette case from his pocket, tapped out a cigarette, and laughed, "You and I each have our own internal energy protecting us, so we can't be bothered by the stench of garbage in the wind."

Chen Ying gave him a cold look, then sheathed his sword: "Brother, you are truly unconventional. Thank you for your help."

Actually, you helped me first.

Yun Gu put the cigarette in his mouth, flicked his fingers, and the air between his skin was rubbed together to create a wisp of smoke as he lit the cigarette and spoke.

"Although we helped each other when facing evil, we are still opponents, so let's not introduce the incense-offering children to each other."

"If it's just the two of us traveling together, and we each avoid contact with the boy, that would be considered an alliance, wouldn't it?"

After considering for a few seconds, Chen Ying nodded and said, "Exorcising demons comes first."

Before she left, Yuan Zhonglu discussed it with her and proposed several possibilities.

The current development is one of several hypotheses.

"That child isn't focused enough on cultivation, but he's quite intelligent."

Chen Ying secretly praised him, but his face remained indifferent.

She appeared in the dreams of both mother and daughter, so of course she considered herself an elder. But in reality, she had just spent a long time cooped up in the cave. In terms of experience in the underworld, she was probably a few years less than Yuan Zhonglu.

Therefore, Yuan Zhonglu instructed her to leverage her strengths.

If you want to form an alliance but don't want your allies to see how cunning you are, then just keep a cold face.

Speak less, act profound.

Yun Gu had seen her angry before, but now she seemed cold inside and out, her icy expression making her eyes appear even more profound, sending chills down one's spine.

"The Taoist priest's heart for eliminating demons is admirable."

Yun Gu, with a cigarette between his fingers, said, "However, four out of our seven villages are evil spirits."

"That person you've never met, though not an evil spirit, you must have sensed his presence. So selfish and ruthless, he's probably even more difficult to deal with than an evil spirit."

"Now that we've formed an alliance, we finally have something to rely on, but we should still be careful."

Chen Ying thought to herself.

So there were four evil spirits.

She channeled her inner energy and quietly left words on a small origami umbrella in her bag.

Inside the hillside villa of the One Word Retreat.

The three masters were still gathered in the hall.

The leader of the Night Cult was listing in detail which evil sects were in Busan and discussing the division of labor with Liu Yan.

Suddenly, all three sensed something and turned to look in the same direction.

The villa on the hillside where Chu Tianshu and his group were located was actually only about ten miles away from that large garbage dump.

Under normal circumstances, people at this distance would not be able to perceive each other.

However, the four taboo figures over there came together to fight, especially Chen Ying, who went all out from the start!

This gave Chu Tianshu and the others a vague sense of unease.

Liu Yan suddenly stood up, but Chu Tianshu and the Night Bright Cult Leader did not move.

"Your Majesty, they are using such deadly power in this battle that either a life-or-death struggle will be decided on the spot, or they will retreat. If we rush over now, it will be too late."

The Lord of Nightlight pondered, "When the four forbidden elements combine, the aura on the spot must be extremely chaotic and impossible to track."

Chu Tianshu nodded slightly.

If it were just a battle between two forbidden opponents, he would still be confident in his ability to track them down using the original texts of Nan Hua.

The place where the four taboos were combined is like an overturned paint box. Even if the person has gone far away, the ripples in the spot are like colored powder, which will drift in the wind and scatter everywhere for a long time.

Even if you go to check, you can't find any clues.

However, Chu Tianshu discerned that one of the four auras seemed to originate from Chen Ying.

That direction wasn't towards the hotel; it was most likely that Chen Ying went out on her own to do something.

"We will continue to execute our plan."

Chu Tianshu said, "Let's send our men out to handle things first. If we find out which leader is strong and we're not confident in our ability to deal with them, then we'll consider having one of the three of us take action."

"For convenience, the three of us will stay in this villa for the time being."

The Night Cult Leader laughed and said, "There are plenty of empty rooms in this villa anyway, you two can choose whichever you like."

Chu Tianshu smiled and said, "Then I'll take a look around."

He got up and went upstairs to check the room, casually putting his left hand in his pocket, and silently sent a message while using his internal energy to touch the screen.

Inside the hotel.

Yuan Zhonglu had just experienced the feeling of being "borrowed" again, and was now holding a small umbrella, about half the size of his palm, browsing the text on it.

She noticed her phone vibrating, so she took it out and glanced at it.

"In the Battle of the Seven Souls, there are seven destined individuals. I should be an important player, right? How come I seem to have become someone who just relays information?"

Teacher Yuan muttered something to herself.

In fact, it now seems that, apart from Chen Ying who is slightly lacking in strategy, the other seven powerful individuals completely suppress their destined partners in terms of intelligence and martial prowess.

The seven modern-day incense-offering attendants were originally meant to be assistants.

However, Chen Ying's group happened to have Chu Tianshu, a modern taboo figure, mixed in, which made them an anomaly.

While Teacher Yuan muttered to herself, her hands betrayed her; she had already forwarded the information.

As Chu Tianshu went into the room to draw the curtains, he glanced at his watch.

Of the seven souls, there were originally four evil spirits, and now they have all revealed themselves.

Two of the other three also made an appearance.

The Night Cult Leader and Liu Yan probably thought that all seven were present.

But Chu Tianshu knew very well that there was still one person who had not yet shown up.

Hopefully, the last one won't cause too much of a stir too soon and arouse suspicion.

Otherwise, Chu Tianshu might have no choice but to take action ahead of schedule.

The sun shines brightly outside the window, and the glass is clear and transparent.

Chu Tianshu looked out the window at the courtyard, where the Spiritual Cultivation Society's subordinates were sweeping up the broken branches and scattered flowers.

"At least……"

He thought to himself, "Let these trees rest for a couple of days."

The sunlight gradually faded, and the moonlight slowly rose.

The divine bat messenger and the sinister warrior with dragon blood took action under cover of night.

Busan's busiest commercial district is filled with towering buildings and lights that never go out, with figures mingling among them. In the distance, among the mountains and villages, figures are also quietly sneaking in.

As day and night alternate, the courtyard changes every day.

The flowering tree with the broken trunk was dug up and a new flowering tree was transplanted. The tree, which only had broken branches and lost its flowers, seemed to sprout new tender leaves and new flower buds.

The intelligence delivered to the living room was continuously updated with new conclusions.

The papers on the table went from neat to messy, and then back to neat.

More than twenty days have passed just like that.

During this period, it seemed that no other unusual events occurred in Busan, and even the hype surrounding the shopping mall bombing gradually subsided.

Even among the targeted evil factions, their lower and middle-level members had no idea what was going on.

Until this day, around dusk, more than a dozen groups of people gathered at the villa.

"It's the New Ocean Club, so you guys are also..."

"Ah, Professor Li, I never imagined that you were seniors before, and you are still seniors today, having gained favor even earlier than us!"

More than a dozen groups of people, with a total number exceeding one hundred.

The Night Cult Leader didn't arrange any tables or chairs for them; he simply laid out mats for them in the spacious courtyard.

These people were also very comfortable with the etiquette of kneeling and consciously arranged their seats according to their status.

The seventeen people at the front were all leaders of their respective factions, followed closely by their respective sect's administrators.

These evil sect leaders were either infected with bat demon poison or given dragon blood.

As for their subordinates, Ye Ming and Liu Yan didn't intend to give them any rewards. They just called them over today to get to know each other so they could cooperate in the future.

Although there were no rewards, those people knelt and sat in the sunset, all of them very obedient.

The Night Cult Leader surveyed the scene outside from the hall, quite pleased with himself.

"As expected of successful entrepreneurs, they have a good grasp of their subordinates."

The reason for targeting the evil factions instead of the Busan authorities is that these evil faction leaders are almost all-powerful and have a high degree of control within their own sects.

By controlling these leaders, one can control tens of thousands of followers.

However, if one were to target those public institutions in Busan, even if one could secretly control a group of people, it would be fraught with obstacles to get them to cause trouble. On the contrary, it would be more likely to attract attention and create unnecessary complications.

With a hundred days to go, time is limited, and there's no time to waste on unnecessary personnel.

Chu Tianshu held a stack of documents in his hand, flipped through a few pages, and compared them with those of the people outside.

Those core members of the evil faction came in all shapes and sizes, from tall to short, fat to thin, and included men, women, young and old. There's not much to say about them.

However, the most important dozen or so evil sect leaders, without exception, were all well-dressed, exuding the air of upper-class people and scholars and professors.

When others see this kind of person, their first impression is that they are a "mentor" who has already achieved success and is willing to share their experience and answer questions.

Chu Tianshu chuckled lightly: "Heh!"

Following World War II, South Korea rapidly industrialized and urbanized, a feat hailed as a world-renowned miracle. However, this massive and rapid transformation also created numerous social problems, leaving many feeling disoriented and disoriented in terms of their emotions, culture, and living environment.

If this rapid development momentum is slightly hampered, a massive amount of confusion will overwhelm them.

The frustrations people experience in their work and life can transform into feelings of worthlessness and confusion about why they are living this way.

At this time, all sorts of evil factions take advantage of the situation and use a strong propaganda offensive to instill a one-sided and extreme answer into people's minds, making them believe that this is the ultimate answer to life.

Publicity has tremendous power.

Just like buying a house.

Buying a house in the city is often seen as a standard for starting a family and a stage of success, for which people are willing to take on huge loans.

Real estate advertising has permeated every aspect of life, making people see "buying a house in the city" as a stage of life's answer.

Why endure work setbacks and force yourself to stay awake when you're exhausted? It's all for the sake of buying a house in the city!
Why are families unhappy and relationships unfulfilling? Because they haven't bought a house in the city yet!
This is an invisible, all-encompassing answer.

Once you buy a house, the new question becomes how to pay the mortgage.

The term "mortgage slave" was originally used in self-deprecation, but the word "slave" truly encapsulates countless hardships and bitterness.

There are no answers, which is confusing, but distorted answers will only distort one's life, making it impossible to express one's true feelings and to be kind even if one wants to be.

However, things like buying a house are at least subject to legal restrictions.

The evil faction's actions are more than ten times more vicious and twenty times more cruel than those of substandard and unfinished real estate developers.

They can even get people to mortgage newly purchased houses to support the upper echelons of the evil faction, causing children to be separated and families to be destroyed.

Some of these dozen or so evil sect leaders were not actually very skilled, and some were only good at martial arts but not at telekinetic magic.

But they are good at providing "answers" to others and brainwashing them with words.

Of course, they are scholars, bloodsucking scholars.

He is naturally a professor, a professor who captivates the heart.

In South Korea, the people have long been aware of the harm caused by the heretical sects, and there is a huge public outcry against them, as well as self-organized investigation and warning groups.

However, the South Korean leadership consistently refused to pass legislation that strictly censored and cracked down on heretical factions.

Let these evil leaders enjoy their old age happily.

"Looking at it for too long makes me feel nauseous."

Chu Tianshu silently made a judgment in his heart, and a hint of anticipation welled up again.

"It's alright, I don't have to look at it for too long."

He wasn't prepared for these people to mobilize all their manpower to search for any clues.

There are other ways to find the remaining opponents.

It should be known that dogs rely on their master's power and become arrogant when they gain power. These evil faction's henchmen, backed by orders from their superiors to mobilize in large numbers, will surely want to do some private work, which will inevitably lead to many troubles.

In the eyes of the Night Bright Cult Leader and others, it was no big deal to let these people handle the matter, even if it involved some ordinary people.

Even the Busan authorities wouldn't bother to investigate those minor civil disputes.

However, Chu Tianshu was not happy about it.

In his eyes, these people who waste oxygen are far less classy than those who set up stalls in the second-hand market.

The fishing party has gathered its members; if not now, when will they strike down the evil?!

His goal and answer in coming to Busan this time was only for one thing.

This was true before knowing the Cave Heaven, and it remains true after knowing the Cave Heaven.

Evil and treacherous threats... behead them, quell them, and you'll feel at ease!
As the sun set, all the lights in the villa came on.

The three people in the hall stepped into the corridor. The Night Cult Leader stood in the middle, while Liu Yan and Chu Tianshu stood on the east and west sides respectively.

The people kneeling in the courtyard were completely silent, waiting to be spoken.

However, those dozen or so evil sect leaders were inevitably more perceptive than their subordinates, and they weren't completely oblivious to what was happening.

Among them was a middle-aged man with a round face and glasses who thought he had glanced at Chu Tianshu discreetly.

Leader Ye Ming coughed slightly and was about to speak.

Chu Tianshu suddenly asked, "What are you looking at?"

The watch translated and broadcast his words.

Caught off guard, the round-faced man said, "I didn't see anything."

"Oh?"

Chu Tianshu's current appearance is astonishingly dark in color, with hair, eyebrows, and eyes, a pale complexion, and blood-red lips.

At this moment, he gave a strange smile, and everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

"Your name is Fu Cheng, right? You've mastered the Sparrow's Hand technique quite well. Although you're bulky, your hand speed is incredibly fast, and your eyesight is extremely sharp. Only the Night Bright Sect Leader himself can capture you with a 100% certainty."

Chu Tianshu revealed this person's information, "I heard you're not picky about food or drink, and you're open to both men and women..."

The round-faced man exclaimed in surprise, "I had no intention of offending you. I only like girls under the age of twelve."

"That's because the two people beside me have subordinates, but I don't. Are you curious why I'm worthy to stand here?"

Chu Tianshu still smiled, and before he finished speaking, a flash of silver light appeared on his hand.

Fu Cheng's "Startled Sparrow Hand" is indeed fast. It is one of the ancient martial arts of Goryeo. When first learning it, the hand moves like a startled sparrow. After mastering it, one can pluck all the tail feathers of a sparrow with one move, and only then will the sparrow realize the pain.

But when his right hand instinctively reached to grasp the silver light, he grasped nothing.

The silver light touched his chest, then withdrew.

The sword was sheathed, and Chu Tianshu removed his hand from the hilt.

Only then did everyone see that several pieces of cloth had fallen from Fu Cheng's chest, his three layers of clothing were torn, and each had a round hole the size of a teacup cut into it.

Fu Cheng was indeed cautious. Underneath his three layers of clothing, he was wearing an ancient soft armor with a breastplate, which explained his bulky appearance.

But with a snap, a round piece the size of a teacup fell off the breastplate.

Fu Cheng was so startled that he trembled all over, and a layer of white sweat appeared on his face.

That soft armor was a treasure he had worked hard to acquire in the past. When worn, it could even stop ordinary rifle bullets and absorb all the impact. He never expected it to be so fragile in the face of that silver light.

What's even more terrifying is that before Chu Tianshu drew his sword, he shouldn't have been able to see the soft armor, nor could he have known the material of the clothing and soft armor.

But once the knife was wielded, it tore through the clothes and cut through the soft armor, the distance was just right, without even scratching the oily skin on the body.

This reveals an exceptional level of keen observation and knife skills.

Even Ming Cult Leader and Liu Yan couldn't help but exchange a glance, secretly praising each other.

"His swordsmanship is exquisite."

The Night Cult Leader chuckled inwardly, "But he's also a bit impatient, deliberately using this person to intimidate others."

“That’s true. We both have the ability to create subordinates, but he doesn’t, so it’s understandable that he’s eager to establish his authority.”

While secretly thinking this, the Night Cult Leader laughed out loud.

"I'm sure you all already know about my and Brother Liu's abilities through our exchanges, and now you've all witnessed the skills of the Heavenly Hermit, haven't you?"

"As long as you do your best to serve the three of us, you will have three powerful backers in the future, and your future will be bright."

The Night Cult Leader clapped his hands, "Let's all drink a cup of wine together, from now on we are all one family."

"Let's assign more important tasks."

The members of the spiritual society were prepared and came up carrying a tray.

Each tray held ten white porcelain wine cups, which were then distributed to the kneeling crowd.

"Layman, Brother Liu."

The Night Cult Leader handed each of them a cup, and held one for himself, saying, "Come, let's drink together."

"what?"

The Night Cult Leader suddenly noticed Fu Cheng's tear-streaked face and was somewhat displeased. "This is a small punishment to serve as a warning to you, layman. It didn't even scratch your skin. Why are you crying?"

Fu Cheng touched his face blankly.

"Huh? Why am I crying?"

He saw the handful of cold tears in his hand and suddenly realized an extreme sadness.

His physical body was so grief-stricken that his brain had an automatic protection mechanism, abandoning some sensory signals so that his consciousness did not immediately perceive this grief.

Liu Yan scratched his chin and squinted at Fu Cheng.

The Night Cult Leader suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Chu Tianshu smiled.

GOO!!!
Fu Cheng's body suddenly shrank, as if something had transformed his emotions and essence into something harder and denser.

It made him shrink like a wrinkled, dried-up monkey corpse in an instant, and then swell up again in a flash.

The elastic skin stretched into a perfect sphere almost instantly.

Hundreds of jet-black blade energies burst forth in a frenzied tearing motion.

The blade energy scattered and darted about like flying snakes, all piercing towards these members of the evil sect in the blink of an eye.

Chu Tianshu's strike, though seemingly harmless to Fu Cheng, actually infused him with an extremely refined sword intent, which then permeated and transformed him.

Most of the hundreds of people kneeling were pierced through the torso and severed by the sword energy, their faces filled with astonishment, their blood not yet spilling.

The setting sun still hangs in the western sky, while the waning moon already hangs in the eastern horizon.

In the flowerbeds and courtyards, this deadly scene seemed to freeze for a moment.

In that instant, the Lord of Nightlight was sent flying into the air.

His face was filled with anger, and he was still holding a wine glass in his hand. His figure was like a bat, moving faster than the speed of sound.

He knew whose anger should be directed at: Chu Tianshu.

However, he didn't even look at Chu Tianshu; he simply shot into the sky at full speed to create distance.

Chu Tianshu's left hand was magically breaking through the air.

The hand was the color of topaz, and its palm was about to bloom with a red light. It should have been used to strike the Night Bright Cult Leader.

As soon as Ye Ming flew up, his hand transformed into an upright palm and reached directly to Liu Yan's side.

Caught off guard, Liu Yan couldn't even make out the red pattern on the palm when he looked at the hand.

All I could feel was a blinding, blood-red light bursting forth from the yellow jade palm in a crisscross pattern.

The power to chase the sun reaches the farthest distance; the power of Samadhi is extremely intense and yang!
With just one palm strike, he filled the entire field of vision, his fingers reaching the sky and the base of his palm pressing down on the ground.

(End of this chapter)