Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 371 Hunting Tigers

Carpenter Zhou had nightmares for half the night.

He slept soundly and comfortably for the first half of the night, but then he woke up groggily and started having strange dreams when he fell asleep again.

In his dream, he was like a tiger or leopard, crashing through fences, killing pigs and sheep, breaking down wooden doors, and entering other people's homes under a dim sky.

The moment the homeowner screamed in terror, he suddenly transformed into a madman wielding an axe, chasing and hacking at others in the bustling marketplace.

The dream was chaotic and disorganized.

The next moment, he couldn't tell whether he was a human or some kind of beast. He was worshipping the moon on the cliff, barely clothed, tearing at his own flesh.

Knock knock knock!!

The knocking woke Zhou the carpenter, who was drenched in sweat.

His wife sat up beside him, rubbing her eyes and looking outside.

The couple looked at each other, recalling what had happened last night, and neither knew what to say.

Carpenter Zhou was thinking about more than just last night; for several days now, he had been doing some ridiculous and absurd things, as if he were possessed by a demon.

Tuk Tuk!

The knocking sounded again, and the wife quickly said, "I'll go open the door."

The wife was startled when the door opened.

Standing at the door was a robust middle-aged man in a pale white scholar's robe, with a white jade hairpin tied horizontally in his hair. He had a dignified appearance and a slight beard, but his eyes were bluish and his lips were purple, making him appear somewhat weak.

The fabric of those clothes was clearly silk.

Why would someone of such status come to my door?
Carpenter Zhou also hurriedly stood up.

"My name is Tan Yu."

The scholar cupped his hands and bowed towards the room, saying, "Brother, has your temperament changed drastically lately, with frequent disputes at home?"

Mr. and Mrs. Zhou looked bewildered, wondering why such an important person would ask about this matter.

"I want you both to know that my home has recently been haunted by evil spirits, and I was fortunate enough to encounter a Taoist priest."

Tan Yu's expression showed a slight unnaturalness.

"With a quick calculation, he solved the problem in my family. He also discovered that the evil spirit had harmed many others, so he ordered me to deliver some medicine to help everyone recover."

The carpenter couple were both surprised and delighted.

Tears welled up in the wife's eyes: "So there was a demon. I knew it. I knew my husband wasn't that kind of person. There was this damned demon."

Carpenter Zhou gritted his teeth: "How can this damned demon be so harmful to people!"

"Luckily, the old immortal killed me. Good riddance! Benefactor, good riddance!"

Tan Yu, holding his breath, said, "Yes, well done."

Just as anger welled up in his heart, he felt a sharp pain in his head. Startled, he quickly said, "That Taoist priest looks to be only twenty years old. He is not an old immortal, but a young one."

Carpenter Zhou quickly said, "What is the name of this little deity? I must offer incense and express my gratitude."

Tan Yu simply said, "You should accept the medicine first. Being harmed by evil spirits is not so easy to cure. In a couple of days, the little immortal will invite you to meet again."

Those demonic secret techniques destroy people's minds.

Even if the power of the moon's turbidity is withdrawn in advance, before reaching its limit, a person's heart is still like a lake being hit by a boulder, creating huge waves.

When the mind is greatly stimulated, the body will also be affected.

Unless someone casts calming spells on them every day, it's not that easy to solve the problem.

Thinking of this, Tan Yu felt a surge of malice, wanting to see her make a fool of herself, but then she immediately felt a headache coming on.

He knew it was a spirit that had returned to his body with his soul last night and was now residing in his mind.

In today's world, those who follow the path of "external magic key" only seek to make the magic treasure's foundation solid and prevent it from developing a spirit. Other schools of thought, however, do not study magic treasures in sufficient depth.

Artifact spirits are extremely rare, and what's even rarer is that this artifact spirit resides within Tan Yu's body and is even stronger than Tan Yu's soul.

With the spirit of the artifact present, Tan Yu dared not disobey Chu Tianshu's orders in the slightest. Meanwhile, Chu Tianshu was in the Taoist master and his apprentice's room, giving Lu Yuande acupuncture.

Although the left leg received the most injections, the other three limbs were also affected.

After using up all the needles on his body, Chu Tianshu sat down at the table and drank a cup of tea.

Stone diligently refilled his cup.

Lu Yuande's nose twitched slightly, and he said, "Fellow Daoist has already used the Cloud-Rolling Sleeve. With your cultivation level, why not choose a higher-level prescription?"

This "rolling cloud sleeve" is only a medium-grade prescription.

For Chu Tianshu, after the medicine entered his body, it mixed with his internal energy and filled his body surface, like an invisible protective garment. It could ensure that the moon's impurities would be filtered out within six hours, leaving him feeling comfortable in body and mind.

If one focuses inward, enters a meditative state, and remains secluded, the effects of one dose of medicine may last up to two days at most.

However, if one uses martial arts during this period and actively absorbs the power of heaven and earth, the duration of the medicine's effects will be somewhat reduced.

Chu Tianshu smiled but remained silent.

Because yesterday, he only had enough money to buy a medium-grade prescription, and only one serving.

As for today, the medication is still effective for now.

After a while, we probably won't need to worry too much about the medicinal herbs anymore.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, have you ever heard of Shen Minglai?"

Lu Yuande was taken aback: "Shen Minglai, the Purple-browed Tiger, is one of the top experts in Denglai Mountain Gathering?"

"I've heard that this person also practices Taoist techniques, but his path is almost demonic. He is ruthless and his gang is full of wolves and tigers, which is terrifying. I've heard of him before, but I've never met him."

After the anomaly in the moonlight, many old sects split up due to differing opinions regarding the methods of refining the moon.

Some sects manage to survive internal strife by identifying a victor, while others gradually perish in the process.

However, their secret techniques and methods are not so easily destroyed and are often lost to the outside world.

In the past hundred years, countless people around the world have obtained cultivation secrets for this reason.

However, only a small fraction of them actually made a name for themselves and survived years of rigorous training.

Shen Minglai was one of them.

His good fortune lay not only in the secrets he acquired in his early years, which were more reliable and complete than those of others, but also in his choices.

After achieving some success in his cultivation, he resolutely ventured to Denglai Mountain Village. He was ruthless and capable of doing any dirty work, and was hired by several companies.

Once he had accumulated savings and connections, he took over those employers, replaced them, and became the representative of certain powerful families in the area.

Chu Tianshu said, "He is not close to a demon, but has truly learned the secret techniques of the demonic path."

"However, in the past two years, his cultivation technique has reached a bottleneck, and he has had to stop cultivating. His backer, however, is holding back and is unwilling to easily give him the highest secret technique of his family."

“In the past few months, he has already made contact with people from Qingsheng Temple, and it seems that he is thinking of changing masters.”

Lu Yuande asked in bewilderment, "How did you know, fellow Daoist?"

"It does not matter."

Chu Tianshu smiled and said, "The needles in your body will not move for 25 minutes. You stay here and I'm going out."

Lu Yuande seemed to sense something and hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Chu, if one truly cultivates demonic secret techniques, their combat power is astonishing, often surpassing the internal strength foundation of my Shennong lineage, which was formed through taking medicine..."

"In fact, it is much stronger than the normal internal energy that was cultivated through hard work without much medicine in the past."

Chu Tianshu had already pushed open the door and left, leaving only one sentence behind.

"Don't worry, I heard about it yesterday, and I'm just about to consider it."

Anyway, Chu Tianshu's internal energy quality is abnormal.

But he did want to gain some experience.

Let's see what wonderful uses those unique true energies cultivated through demonic secret techniques might have.

(End of this chapter)