So it turns out I'm the demon!

Barren mountains and dilapidated temples, ruins and scorched earth.

As the illusion array of the Myriad Colors Lotus Platform collapsed, Mo Huaisu stood coldly and gracefully in the cold wind, her Taoist robe slightly disheveled.

The usually aloof fairy now possessed a touch of worldly charm.

She looked up and saw a faint light fleeing hastily into the distance.

It's obvious the other party is trying to escape.

Mo Huaisu gritted his teeth and chased after him.

She had never suffered such a great loss in all her years of cultivation, and she was completely devastated.

We will not rest until this person is killed!

"Whoosh!"

The woman waved her whisk, and thousands of silver threads cascaded out like a rainbow waterfall, winding through the air to form a magnificent silver arch bridge. Mo Huaisu lightly stepped across the bridge.

In the blink of an eye, she traversed several miles across the void.

She took a step to the end of the long silver bridge, raised her slender hand, and reached out to grab the fleeing figure in front of her, her five fingers as big as a mountain.

"Fairy, have mercy!"

Sensing the powerful pressure looming over them, the other party knew they could not escape and immediately turned around, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

His forehead thumped repeatedly.

Mo Huaisu landed gracefully, and upon closer inspection, he was stunned.

The other party turned out to be a young nun.

She looked no more than eleven or twelve years old, with rosy lips and white teeth, and was quite beautiful. At this moment, she was so frightened that she trembled all over and tears streamed down her face.

Mo Huaisu, with his keen insight, saw through the truth at a glance and said coldly:

"Someone took your home, but what about the others?"

"Me? I don't know."

The little nun shook her head in fear, but as she spoke, she secretly took out a jade pendant from her sleeve and crushed it.

Buzz

The space around the little nun immediately became distorted, and her figure began to fade and become indistinct.

"Trying to leave?"

"You dare use such tactics in front of me?"

Shui Miaozheng's beautiful eyes turned cold, and the power of her Dao Domain instantly unfolded, locking that distorted and ethereal space within a small area, preventing her opponent from escaping. Then, she swept her whisk, and thousands of silver threads descended like sharp blades.

The little nun tried to beg for mercy again, but it was too late; she was instantly torn into a bloody mist.

Clearly, this Taoist master was truly enraged.

But as the little nun died, a ripple appeared in the air behind her.

The ripples continued to expand, transforming into a gleaming golden gate, emanating a captivating sandalwood incense fragrance.

A figure slowly walked out from the doorway.

The other person was dressed in a plain white kasaya, standing on a thousand-petaled golden lotus, with a solemn and dignified appearance, radiating Buddha's light, and possessing unparalleled beauty.

It was the Buddha Mother.

With her appearance, the whole world seemed to quiet down.

The wind stopped, the fallen leaves paused, and the clouds froze...

"Were you the one pulling the strings behind the scenes?"

Mo Huaisu's expression turned serious.

But as soon as she said it, she shook her head. "No, if it were you just now, you wouldn't have needed to use such despicable means to deal with me." Only then did she see that the Buddha Mother was holding a ball of remnant soul energy in her palm.

Mo Huaisu suddenly realized: "So you captured her."

"Good, good, good."

The Buddha Mother smiled gently, lifting the wisp of remnant soul; it flickered like a firefly at her fingertips.

"Sect Leader Mo, this wretched child is a traitor of my Liuli Chanxin Sect. Due to his evil intentions and greed for heretical teachings, he stole the sect's most precious treasure, the Wonderful Lotus Embryo, and fled down the mountain to cause trouble and chaos."

This humble monk has followed the trail all the way here.

"I never imagined this beast would be so audacious as to offend Sect Leader Mo. This is truly a fault of our sect's lax discipline."

As she spoke, the Buddha Mother turned her hand and took out a smooth, round bead, offering it to Mo Huaisu, saying:

"These are Bodhi beads. Wearing them regularly can suppress inner demons that cause countless eons of suffering. Consider this a gift to Sect Leader Mo as an apology."

Mo Huaisu hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and took it.

As soon as she obtained the Bodhi Beads, a cool and righteous Buddhist aura flowed into her palm, and her mind, which had been disturbed by the illusion array, gradually calmed down. Her opponent's cultivation was far superior to hers.

He clearly saw through the fact that her Dao Domain had been corrupted and her mind was in chaos.

This Bodhi bead was exactly the remedy, and it was precisely the treasure she urgently needed to stabilize her Dao Heart, a true godsend. However, Mo Huaisu naturally did not believe the Buddha Mother's claim that her "rebellious disciple stole the treasure."

With the Buddha Mother's divine power, within the sect, without her tacit approval or secret planning, not even a fly could escape the gates of the Glazed Zen Heart Sect. Who would dare steal a priceless treasure right under her nose?

Therefore, this evil Buddha is most likely just bait thrown out by the Buddha Mother to catch something.

But at this moment, the Buddha Mother herself appeared and brought back the remnant soul of the murderer right before his eyes. Even though he knew that the other party was taking advantage of the situation, under the absolute suppression of his realm, Mo Huaisu had no chance of winning.

"Sect Leader Mo."

Just then, a voice came through, huffing and puffing; it was Jiang Mu.

Mo Huaisu looked surprised when she saw the man who had come to ambush her.

She had just been thinking of finishing this quickly, going back to find Jiang Mu, dumping him at home, and having Chu Lingzhu save him.

After all, the other party swallowed her Pure Spirit Pearl, which would inevitably cause him to suffer from intense physical and mental strain, as well as be consumed by lust.

If he doesn't find a woman to relieve his pent-up desire in time, he'll probably explode and die within half an hour.

But to my surprise, this kid actually showed up all this time.

Apart from slightly disordered breathing, there was nothing else wrong with him; he was full of energy and spirit.

Thinking of the strange aura emanating from Jiang Mu, Mo Huaisu seemed to be deep in thought, his gaze becoming even more profound.

When the Buddha Mother saw Jiang Mu appear, the corners of her holy and dignified Bodhisattva face lifted slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

The next moment, her figure faded away and disappeared.

"Huh? They got away!"

Jiang Mu hurriedly shouted at Mo Huaisu, "Sect Leader Mo, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and chase after them!"

"Chase?"

Mo Huaisu, who was already suppressing his anger, turned around coldly and said, "Go after them."

She felt extremely frustrated.

Today, not only was my Dao heart disturbed and my Dao domain polluted, but I also inexplicably lost my first kiss.

Of course, these are all minor matters.

What truly infuriated her was that the other party's shadow had inexplicably been imprinted on her Dao Domain.

Jiang Mu grunted, realizing the woman was in a bad mood, and didn't dare to say anything more.

His gaze unconsciously fell on Mo Huaisu's two pink lips. After hesitating for a moment, he whispered:

"Um... just now in the formation, we..."

"The scene just now was all an illusion created by inner demons."

Mo Huaisu said calmly.

Jiang Mu glanced at the woman's slightly swollen lips again, but ultimately didn't dare say anything more. He changed the subject, getting down to business: "So, are the children's whereabouts lost? Has the trail gone cold?"

Mo Huaisu looked down at the Bodhi beads in his palm, silently channeling his inner energy, and ran two fingers across the beads.

The Bodhi beads floated up.

After circling twice in mid-air, it suddenly flew off to one side.

"Keep up."

Mo Huaisu lightly touched the ground with his toes and gracefully darted out, following behind Bodhi Beads.

Jiang Mu quickly spread his Moro Wings and followed closely behind.

Before long, the Bodhi beads landed in front of a hidden cave.

Mo Huaisu put away the Bodhi beads and stepped inside.

Inside the cave was a simple magic array, in the center of which was a stone Buddha statue with its hands in mudras, surrounded by sticks of incense.

The incense sticks were still burning, their swirling smoke weaving into a net.

At the foot of the Buddha statue, many children were lying.

They were arranged in a circle, heads inwards, feet outwards, like a large lotus flower. Each child's eyes were closed, clearly unconscious. Jiang Mu quickly stepped forward, checked the infants' breathing and pulse, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness, I'm still alive."

But after carefully counting the heads, he frowned again: "Thirty-two, one is missing."

He immediately realized that the missing one was the baby that Wong Tai Sin had disguised himself as.

"That old man runs pretty fast."

Jiang Mu cursed.

"They can't escape."

Mo Huaisu lightly stomped his foot, and the array inside the cave suddenly cracked. A spirit stone at the array's core floated up, shattered into powder, and then drifted leisurely out of the cave.

"Go find him."

Mo Huaisu said calmly, "I will send these babies back to the city."

"Then I'll have to trouble Sect Leader Mo."

Jiang Mu was overjoyed. He spread his wings and chased after the powder that had drifted away.

Jiang Mu originally thought that Huang Daxian would escape back to Master Zheng's house.

As a result, the powder actually drifted to Guanjia Village.

What puzzled Jiang Mu even more was that almost all the villagers were gathered at the threshing ground at this moment.

They knelt on the ground, their expressions blank, like puppets on strings.

The object of their worship was a small figure sitting on a wooden chair in front of them.

To be precise, it was an infant.

The baby was about the same size as a normal baby, but its face looked very old, with many wrinkles.

It was Wong Tai Sin.

Seeing Jiang Mu appear, Huang Daxian didn't seem surprised, and grinned, "You're a little later than I expected."

"Wong Tai Sin".

Jiang Mu stared at him coldly.

The villagers kneeling on the ground seemed completely unaware of Jiang Mu's arrival, continuing to kneel and worship Huang Daxian in a daze.

"You killed all my children."

Wong Tai Sin sighed, "If I had known this would happen, I should have had more litters back then."

Jiang Mu sneered:

"Even if you have a hundred more litters, it'll only cost me a few more cuts. Today, it's time to settle our old scores."

"Old grudges?"

Wong Tai Sin twitched the corner of his mouth and asked with a smile,

"What grudge do you hold against me? Losing my son certainly saddens me, but the world is unkind. We, who have taken human form as demons, have been prepared to die at any moment since the moment we embarked on the path of seizing the true life of the spirit."

I appreciate your awareness.

Jiang Mu's body was enveloped in a dark red aura that flickered erratically, his tone chilling: "So now you're probably prepared to die, aren't you?" Huang Daxian jumped off his chair, put his hands behind his back, and asked:

"Jiang Mu, I want to ask you a question. What crime have I, Huang Daxian, committed? Why must you be so ruthless in your pursuit of my life?"

Just because I'm a demon, does that mean I deserve to die?

Jiang Mu said calmly:

"You participated in the turmoil in Yan City and the rebellion in Yuan City. You incited the people, misled them into revolt, and led the demon army to breach the city and slaughter living beings. Isn't that a fact?"

Upon hearing this, Wong Tai Sin chuckled:

"Bewitchment?"

"Lord Jiang, do you think the people of this world are all stupid? Just because of a few words from this old man, they have lost their own opinions and are at my beck and call, rebelling like obedient dogs."

Wong Tai Sin shook his head, his voice mocking:

"Lord Jiang comes from a wealthy family, living a life of luxury and having servants at his beck and call. He naturally has no idea how difficult it is for these lowly people, in the eyes of the court, to survive."

Exorbitant taxes and levies were everywhere, disasters struck repeatedly, and the harvest was completely lost. How many grains of government-provided grain for disaster relief could one actually see?

The officials in the prefecture eat delicacies every day, even consuming human blood-soaked buns. Meanwhile, the poor are forced to sell their children and resort to cannibalism. "You accuse me of inciting them, but have you ever considered that they are driven to rebellion by their own desperation?"

"If the seas are calm and the rivers are clear, and the emperor is wise, if everyone has food to eat, clothes to wear, and land to cultivate, let alone one Weasel spirit like me, even if there were tens of thousands of Weasel spirits, they wouldn't be able to seduce them into doing this beheading thing!"

Huang Daxian pointed at the villagers kneeling on the ground and said sternly,

"Look at them, what do they want? They just want to live, they just want to eat a steamed bun and drink a bowl of hot porridge, it's that simple. But the imperial court can't give them that, the government can't give them that."

So what do you suggest they do?

I told them that as long as they rebelled, they would have enough to eat. So in their eyes, I was a god. What was the imperial court?

Haha, Lord Jiang, don't you find this world ridiculous?

Jiang Mu listened quietly and said calmly:

"You're right, I also can't stand this damn emperor. But that doesn't mean you're clean. Aren't your hands stained with blood?"

Wong Tai Sin laughed:

"Everyone in the world is selfish. How many people will starve to death with a single decree from those officials, all for the sake of their official hats? If that emperor on the dragon throne just opened his eyes and looked around, how many people could be saved?"

"And I merely killed a few people. How can such petty acts of killing be compared to their grave crimes?"

"Lord Jiang, if you truly consider yourself righteous and want to act on behalf of Heaven, why don't you go and kill them instead of clinging to a little demon like me? Oh, right, because you are their dog."

A dog can't bite its owner, because if it did, it wouldn't get any food, right?

Hearing Wong Tai Sin's mockery, Jiang Mu also laughed:

"Don't worry, I will definitely kill those who deserve to die. But you are right, everyone in the world is selfish, including me. I won't care if you're not involved, but since you are, I have no choice but to send you on your way."

With that, Jiang Mu waved her hand gently.

His body surged forth like a flood, tearing towards Wong Tai Sin.

Wong Tai Sin seemed to know he was no match for him, so instead of dodging, he opened his arms wide and laughed loudly:

"Even if you kill me, the world will not be at peace."

Even if you kill one Wong Tai Sin, there will still be Li Tai Sin and Wang Tai Sin, who will still incite the people to rebel.

The world is unjust, and demons will never cease.

Lord Jiang, you are in a sea of ​​suffering; can you possibly slay all the resentment and hatred that fills the world?

puff

Under the sharp blade's energy, Wong Tai Sin was churned into a bloody mist.

But the sound continued to echo.

As he died, raindrops suddenly began to fall from the once clear sky, spreading a faint lament, as if even the heavens were grieving for him.

The villagers kneeling on the ground wailed and cried, their grief deafening.

Jiang Mu stood in the rain, feeling the coldness falling on her body, her brows furrowed, feeling utterly absurd.

A demon.

A bewitching demon.

How could it possibly move even the Heavenly Dao to tears?

It's too ridiculous.

At that moment, he saw that all the villagers had stood up, glaring at him with deep-seated hatred in their eyes, as if they wanted to devour him alive.

As if sensing something, Jiang Mu suddenly turned her head to look at the rooftop not far away.

I saw the afterimage of a weasel lying on it.

The afterimage was gradually dissipating, clearly a wisp of Wong Tai Sin's natal soul.

"Lord Jiang, the cycle of karma is real; no one escapes the consequences of cause and effect."

The remnant soul of Wong Tai Sin mocked,

"You think you've won? You killed me, and those people who once knelt before me will hate you and see you as their only enemy. That's karma."

Because they have worshipped me, I am their god. Therefore, as long as they still have me in their hearts, I can be reborn and reincarnated through the incense and prayers of all people.

"Because faith cannot be killed!"

"Not only these villagers in front of you, but also those in Yancheng, Yuancheng, or other places, as long as they have been protected by me, wherever you go, they will do everything they can to kill you, avenge me, and resurrect me."

Unless you kill them all.

But can you kill them all?

If you kill a mortal, you incur a karmic debt from Heaven. They have offspring, clans, friends, and believers.

If you kill one, you must eliminate the rest.

But this tree, born amidst human suffering, can you truly quell all this overwhelming resentment? Hahaha…

Jiang Mu's expression was solemn.

He had to admit that of all the opponents he had encountered since entering the world of cultivation, this Huang Daxian had truly broadened his horizons.

The opponent's cultivation level wasn't the highest, but their scheming was the deepest.

However one

Jiang Mu's lips curled into a cold smile. "Trying to get revenge on me this way? You're just too naive."