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Chapter 38 The Four Extremes Subdue Demons and Manifest the Holy General (Please continue reading, and give monthly votes)
On the long street, vendors packed up their stalls, and passersby pressed themselves against the walls, silent and kneeling, not daring to move.

Two yamen runners in black robes cleared the way by striking gongs and shouting intermittently.

Following closely behind was a group of militiamen carrying signs that read "Silence" and "Avoidance," as well as blue flags and bronze sticks.

The atmosphere was somber, and the officials exuded an imposing aura.

"What a grand display!"

Liu Sheng raised an eyebrow, a bluish light appearing in his pupils, reflecting the distant "White Mountain"...

It was a white elephant with golden tusks!
It is as tall as a six or seven-story building, more than ten zhang long, with a long nose like a pillar, and a gilded tower on its back.

Where the elephant's foot trod, pale golden lotus shadows rippled, protecting the road surface and leaving it completely unharmed.

It appears noble, powerful, and mysterious!

This is a demon!

Liu Sheng lowered his eyelids, utterly shocked.

The aura of this white elephant is no weaker than that of the giant frog he encountered a few days ago when he transformed into the Flowing Light Sparrow!
If someone can ride a demon, then this "Four Extremes Demon-Subduing and Saintly General" must be incredibly powerful...

To what extent?
Could they be here to arrest Master?
Liu Sheng's heart tightened, and when he looked up, he saw a figure sitting inside the gilded tower...

Clad in the Thunder-Subduing Demon-Hammer Armor, wearing a Thunder-Patterned Helmet, with Gluttonous Thunder Patterns carved on his faceplate, a purple Demon-Locking Chain wrapped around his left arm, and a long-handled broadsword resting before his knees…

The blade is covered with dragon scale-like lightning patterns, which occasionally flash with electric arcs and make a soft "crackling" sound.

In front of him, a dozen heads were lined up, bloody and still steaming.

The white elephant was flanked by dozens of family retainers, all fully armored and exuding a menacing aura.

...

hiss!
The presentation, the style…

They're miles ahead of our master!
Moreover, this person brought a whole bunch of henchmen with him…

Liu Sheng turned his gaze to the area behind the golden-toothed white elephant—

A dozen or so men and women, clad in finely crafted fish-scale armor and chained around their arms, exuded a menacing aura. Their mounts included leopards, tigers, lions, and bears.

In mid-air, three female generals also sat on the backs of three giant cloud eagles.

Their strength was terrifying, their aura imposing; each of them was superior to that Captain Huang from back then.

Under their command, there is also a large group of demon-hunting warriors at the Internal Organs Realm, as well as unofficial beast hunters and others!

Master, alone with his sword, and missing an arm...

Can we win?
"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A golden-toothed white elephant passed by the window, its body resembling a city wall, blocking out the sunlight and plunging the entire Donglai Building into darkness.

Liu Sheng put down his chopsticks and remained silent.

After a while.

After the Demon Suppression Division departed, Donglai Tower returned to its lively atmosphere.

"Who is this Lord Xie? His imposing manner just now terrified me so much that I didn't dare to breathe!"

"He's a noble earl, a very important and precious man. Why did he come to this remote mountain village?"

"Old man, you've traveled all over the country and seen a lot, do you know the identity of this Lord Xie?"

The diners discussed the matter animatedly, eventually turning their questions to the storyteller on stage.

"Well..."

The old storyteller stroked his beard, then raised two fingers and rubbed them together.

This naturally angered the crowd, who started to jeer and curse.

"What a greedy old fool! All he knows is begging for money; he's got the eyeballs popping out of their sockets!"

Some wealthy customers, their hearts itching with desire, couldn't contain themselves. They cursed under their breath, tossed out a piece of silver, and urged the customer on:
"Here's some silver for you, tell me quickly!"

"Thank you for the reward, sir!"

The old storyteller took the silver, thanked him, then struck the gavel and began his story again:
"Speaking of Lord Xie Bao, we must mention his elder brother, Xie Zheng, the former commander of Yanghe Guard."

These two brothers were once... guests on Mount Fajiu, ranking thirty-fourth and thirty-fifth, known as Tianbao and Tianku.

He and the wounded general and the tiger demon Wu Song were sworn brothers, bound by a blood oath…

Is there another layer of relationship like this?
In other words, this demon-slaying and saintly general came to avenge his brother!

Master...

It might really be dangerous!
"If the imperial court wants to deal with Master, I'm afraid they have other methods. I hope Master will be safe and sound..."

Liu Sheng pursed his lips, his mind still unsettled.

His eyes darted around, looking at the storyteller on the stage.

This old gentleman, however, seems to know so much; his identity is probably not simple…

Just then, the old storyteller slammed his gavel and said, "To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next episode." He then bowed deeply, quickly left the stage, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This provoked a chorus of curses from the crowd below, especially the generous customer who had previously shown great generosity, who slammed his fist on the table and yelled "liar!"

Not long after, a group of constables led militiamen in, demanding the arrest of the old storyteller who had defended the murderer Wu Song, but it was too late.

Amidst the commotion, Liu Sheng had already gone downstairs and was chasing after the old storyteller.

This old man dared to speak up for my master in public, so perhaps we have some kind of relationship. If we can use him to contact my master, we can inform him of the court's response so that he can prepare in advance.

After he went downstairs, he followed the old man discreetly, but after following him for only half a street, he saw the old man crash into the wall and disappear without a trace.

This…

Liu Sheng's eye twitched, but he remained impassive, following the crowd until he reached the wall. He pretended to trip, then reached out and pressed his hand against the wall...

Solid!
What method did the old man use to disappear?

……

at the same time.

Two streets away, in front of a residential house.

"The wall-penetrating talisman bestowed by the altar master can be used twice more..."

The old storyteller glanced at the yellow talisman in his hand, which had become noticeably duller, and his white eyebrows twitched.

Then he reached up and wiped his face, and a "crackling" sound came from inside his body. In the blink of an eye, he became a six-foot-tall, yellow-faced man.

He went up and knocked on the door, two short knocks followed by three long ones.

A shout came from behind the door:

"Who?"

"Rice brings suffering to the common people, elixir refines the true white lotus."

"Master Zheng is back!"

The door opened, and a four-foot-tall dwarf hurriedly welcomed "Master Zheng" inside.

In the courtyard, more than a dozen people had been waiting for a long time.

Monks, Taoist priests, doctors, teachers, fortune tellers, and so on—a motley crew.

This place is clearly the stronghold of the White Lotus Sect in Shanyang County!
After the greeting, Master Zheng's eyes burned with desire:
"The news is true; General Xie Bao, the Demon Subduer, has already entered the city!"

The dog emperor mobilized 300,000 troops from the six prefectures of Yanqing to blockade Black Wind Mountain and lay a trap.

They also dispatched eight great demon-subduing generals to lead troops to search the mountains and seas, vowing to kill that tiger demon Wu Song!

In this way, the military strength of these six prefectures will be depleted, which will be the perfect opportunity for the Holy Sect to start an uprising!

I will immediately send a message to the altar master, telling everyone to return and make preparations as soon as possible!

The White Lotus followers rose to their feet, clasped their hands in prayer, and their aura was fervent:
"The red sun rises in the east, and the white lotus falls in the west."

"South of the Jingchu River, north of the Youyan Snow!"

"The banner of righteousness gathers in the Central Plains, let us all sing praises to the birth of Maitreya!"
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The Demon Suppression Bureau's office has four courtyards.

The original main hall for official business has been transformed into a mourning hall, all in pure white.

On the altar in front of the hall, there is a newly carved memorial tablet with the words "The Tablet of Xie Gong, Commander of Yanghe Guard".

On the altar, a dozen bloody human heads were piled up in the shape of a "mountain," their faces grotesque and their stench overwhelming.

Xie Bao, who was wearing the Ten Thousand Thunder Demon Subduing Crow Hammer Armor, had taken off his helmet, revealing a middle-aged face with a white face and black beard, who looked to be around forty years old.

He held three long incense sticks, bowed deeply, his expression sorrowful, and his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Behind him stood a giant man over ten feet tall, holding a long-handled sword, with a solemn expression and skin so white it glowed, as translucent as jade.

"Second Uncle—"

Suddenly, a woman dressed in mourning clothes rushed into the mourning hall, crying and shouting:
"My father died a terrible death..."

"Yuan'er!"

Xie Bao stood up, pulled the woman into his arms, and his brows furrowed with murderous intent.
"When I came out of seclusion, I heard about my elder brother's misfortune, so I rushed to Jinzhou."

Everyone who participated in dividing up my Xie family's property, or who took advantage of my misfortune...

"His head's right here."

He pointed to the head on the incense table, then looked at the woman's hair bun at the back of her head, his gaze deep and thoughtful.
"But you, your father has been dead for less than a month, how come you got married and became a concubine?"

Although the Zheng family of Xingyang was a noble and prestigious clan, Zheng Deqing was merely a son of a concubine…

Taking my Xie family's eldest daughter as a concubine is truly outrageous!

"Second Uncle, at that time, I was surrounded by wolves and had nowhere to go."

Although my husband took advantage of my misfortune, he treated me fairly well. I never imagined he would also die at the hands of that villain.

Xie Yuan gave a bitter laugh, then her face contorted, and she gritted her teeth, saying:

"Second Uncle, when will that villain be brought to justice? I want to use his head to pay respects to my father."

Xie Bao's breath hitched, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said:
"The Grand Commandant recently sent a letter saying that Wu Song... must have come for the 'Yangzhi Sweet Dew' in Qingyuan Cave, attempting to revive his severed arm and restore his cultivation."

He has already sent a master to assist him, and they will arrive soon…

Xie Yuan's eyes lit up with interest. She was very interested in the story of her father and second uncle, but unfortunately, her father had always been very reluctant to talk about it. Now that she had the chance, she was determined to find out more.

"Grand Commandant... isn't that your sworn brother, Second Uncle, the Heavenly General Song—"

"Shut up!"

Xie Bao let out a low shout, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light, and said in a deep voice:

"This matter should not be mentioned again in the future, lest you bring trouble upon yourself by speaking carelessly."

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