So it turns out I'm the demon!

Chapter 99 Shangguan Luoxue, who holds a grudge (5600 words, second update)

As Beitang Batian fled in frustration, the demonic energy that had enveloped the courtyard like an iron curtain dissipated by most.

Jiang Mu clutched her abdomen, her face pale.

Although he survived by sheer luck, he was stabbed in the abdomen by Beitang Batian.

The wound was still oozing blood.

Seeing the zombie Han Chenghu roaring and rushing towards him, Jiang Mu originally planned to let the other party also "stab him" to try.

Let's see if we can replicate the amazing effect from before.

But as soon as he got close, he sensed that the corpse aura on the other party was completely different from the pure Yin Sha demonic aura of Beitang Batian.

The malevolent energy is extremely strong.

If you get poked like that, forget about charging; you'll probably just get poisoned and die on the spot.

Jiang Mu didn't dare to be reckless anymore. He lightly touched the ground with his toes, grazing the zombie's claws, and then slashed the zombie's nape with his backhand.

clang!

Sparks flew everywhere, and only a white mark remained on the zombie's neck bone.

"That's thick-skinned!"

Jiang Mu clicked his tongue and disappeared again, reappearing on the artificial rock ten steps away.

He was indeed powerless to resist the old monster, Beitang Batian.

But what if you're facing a mindless zombie?

That would give you a lot of room to maneuver.

After all, this thing has no intelligence, doesn't understand tactics, and is driven entirely by a bloodthirsty resentment, acting directly and without any strategy.

Jiang Mu could easily walk it like a dog, turning around every now and then to slash it.

Of course, no one else would dare to be so presumptuous.

Zombies are actually extremely fast, and they seem tireless, with stamina that is among the best of all demons.

The only drawback is that its intelligence is not yet developed; it needs to reach the seventh level or above to develop spiritual wisdom.

This is similar to the special zombies in some movies.

Ordinary cultivators would not dare to get entangled with him.

As Yan Fenghuo said, no matter how strong a cultivator is, their star power will eventually be exhausted, and they cannot remain strong forever.

But Jiang Mu wouldn't.

He's a deadbeat.

With his mastery of the Serpent's Movement Technique, coupled with his unpredictable teleportation and the constant replenishment of stamina from his mana bar, Da Cheng became a natural nemesis of zombies.

Thus, a strange scene appeared in the courtyard of the Han family mansion.

Jiang Mu sometimes leaped onto the rooftops, sometimes skimmed across the pond, and sometimes passed through corridors and pillars—

The zombies roared and chased after them.

But they always miss their target at the last second before they can touch the other person's body.

Whenever the zombies froze in fury after repeatedly missing their targets, Jiang Mu would appear like a ghost and unleash a "Heaven-Shattering Slash"!

Ten cuts, twenty cuts, fifty cuts —

This process was repeated over and over.

You chase, I run.

Stop, I'll chop.

It's like walking an over-energetic husky.

In the end, the zombie Han Chenghu was paralyzed on the ground, and the bone armor at the joints of his limbs was also shattered by Jiang Mu. He could only futilely wave his arms and grab at Jiang Mu, who was several feet away.

I can't stand up even if I want to.

If other demon slayers saw this scene, they would definitely question their existence.

A zombie king of the fifth rank was actually outmaneuvered and killed by a cultivator of the third realm.

Who the hell would believe that?!

This clearly demonstrates Jiang's perversion.

However, Jiang Mu was also feeling unwell at the moment.

Although his stamina could be replenished indefinitely, the wound on his abdomen tore open even wider during the strenuous exercise, and blood stained half of his clothes.

Demonic energy can only replenish mana, not restore health.

He swallowed a handful of healing pills, barely managing to suppress his injuries.

"You son of a bitch—"

Jiang Mu clutched the bleeding wound on her abdomen, looked at the zombie lying paralyzed and howling not far away, and cursed irritably, "Incompetent idiot, if you can't kill that old beast, why are you chasing me?"

Now you know why your wife can't forget me, right? You're no match for me, bro, I last longer!

The zombies, of course, couldn't understand this humiliating mockery.

He was just waving his arms instinctively.

Seeing that the other person really couldn't get up, Jiang Mu walked over with his knife and said, "Remember to use your brain in your next life."

Jiang Mu raised his knife and brought it down.

puff!

The head rolled off, splattering black blood.

A continuous stream of black energy emanated from the zombie's remains, flowing down Jiang Mu's arm and into the demonic channel.

The dark red bloodline visibly rose a notch.

Jiang Mu let out a long sigh, staggered to the stone steps under the corridor, tore off a corner of her clothes, and haphazardly wrapped it around her abdominal wound.

Just then, the vines that had been blocking the courtyard wall spontaneously combusted, turning into wisps of black smoke.

Immediately afterwards, the noisy shouts of the Demon Slayers came from outside.

The black mist that had permeated the courtyard gradually dissipated.

Yan Fenghuo was the first to scale the wall and sneak in.

He immediately spotted Jiang Mu leaning against a pillar in the corridor, his expression changed drastically, and he rushed over: "Hall Master Jiang!"

"hehe----"

Jiang Mu twitched her lips, speechless. "Just like in the movies, the officials always come to clean up the mess last."

"Master Jiang, are you injured?"

Yan Fenghuo was horrified to see the blood seeping from the bandage wrapped around his abdomen.

Last time, this guy fought hundreds of monsters by himself without getting hurt, but this time he was seriously injured?

What terrifying thing must have happened to us?

Jiang Mu waved his hand: "I won't die. It's true that I almost died. I killed that zombie, and a ghost cultivator escaped."

"Zombies?"

Yan Fenghuo followed his gaze.

Only then did he notice the headless corpse not far away. As he approached for a closer look, his mind went blank.

"A fifth-tier zombie?!"

He stared at Jiang Mu with the eyes of someone looking at a monster. "You killed him all by yourself?"

"Yes, could it be you again?"

Jiang Mu said.

Yan Fenghuo felt a chill run down his spine.

Brother, aren't you getting more and more outrageous?

A Tier 5 zombie!

In the past, their Fourth Hall mobilized more than thirty elites to surround and kill a fifth-tier zombie, setting up an inescapable trap, and ultimately it took them a tremendous amount of effort to finally subdue it.

And you're telling me you soloed it all by yourself?

Are you even human?!

Soon, Ran Qingshan arrived in a hurry.

Seeing the scene before him, even the seasoned leader was somewhat dumbfounded.

Fortunately, Jiang Mu had repeatedly raised his psychological threshold, and he quickly regained his composure.

I just couldn't help but complain in my heart.

Is this kid cursed by nature? Why does trouble happen wherever he goes?

"What happened?"

Seeing Jiang Mu's pale face, Zai Qingshan took out a bottle of his treasured high-quality healing pills and handed it to him.

Jiang Mu didn't stand on ceremony and swallowed it with her head tilted back.

The pill entered my stomach and transformed into a warm current, slightly reducing the pain.

He took a breath and said, "It was Beitang Batian who injured me."

"Who?"

Ran Qingshan didn't react for a moment.

"Beitang Batian".

Jiang Mu repeated himself, giving a general account of what had happened, naturally omitting the more subtle details such as the magic tank absorption technique.

Ran Qingshan's mouth dropped open.

A super strong expert at the thirteenth realm, who was not completely dead after death, turned to cultivate the ghost path and ran to Huzhou City?

This is too surreal!

Just a few days ago, he received a secret report from the central government confirming that Beitang Batian had failed in his attempt to become a star and had died.

Although I had my doubts at the time, it was, after all, intelligence from the imperial court.

It seems now that the imperial intelligence is inadequate.

Or did Jiang Mu mistake someone for someone else?

"Are you sure it's Beitang Batian, the one who failed to prove his Dao at the Ziwei Emperor Star and is already dead?"

Ran Qingshan still found it outrageous.

Jiang Mu pointed to her abdomen and said, "He said it himself. This wound is indeed a souvenir he left me, but I'll return it later. My greatest virtue is that I hold grudges; I never forget them."

Ran Qingshan's doubts deepened.

Even if a thirteenth-realm expert were to become a ghost cultivator, it would be impossible for him not to kill a third-realm minor cultivator.

That's just too low-class.

Despite his many doubts, Zai Qingshan knew that now was not the time to dwell on the details.

"Yan Fenghuo, take Hall Master Jiang to heal his wounds first. The rest of you, seal off this place and search it thoroughly!"

Ran Qingshan's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "I'm going out for a bit."

Regardless of whether it is true or false, this matter must be reported to Shangguan Luoxue immediately.

However, Jiang Mu spoke with such certainty that Ran Qingshan was already seven or eight parts convinced. Thinking of the once-powerful ruler of Liuli Island, who had actually possessed a woman's body and fled in such a sorry state—Ran Qingshan couldn't hold back any longer.

Why not possess Jiang Mu's body? That kid is a legitimate Star Official!

Could it be that the old ghost has some kind of peculiar fetish?

Or perhaps, the secret techniques of the Ghost Sect he cultivates can only possess women?

Ran Qingshan couldn't understand it; he felt like his head was about to split open.

The world of the big shots is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Jiang Mu refused to recuperate and instead searched the Han residence with Yan Fenghuo.

Given his previous experience of being threatened by Madam Shen with the Na Yin Stone, he had to personally defuse the minefield.

To avoid leaving any incriminating evidence against the previous owner.

Fortunately, after a thorough search, apart from a few secret letters exchanged with Yancheng, nothing detrimental to him was found.

Jiang Mu was relieved and left the Han residence.

Just as I stepped out of the alley, I heard a clear and melodious shout: "Boss!"

On the street, Chu Lingzhu stood on tiptoe and waved vigorously.

Lan Rou'er was standing next to her.

Jiang Mu walked over and looked her up and down: "Are you alright?"

He had already learned from Yan Fenghuo that the girl not only cleverly ran to report the news at the first opportunity, but also used medicinal powder to drive away the nearby people, preventing more people from being infected by the demonic energy.

That on-the-spot reaction was truly impressive.

"I'm fine. I knew something was wrong when I heard that loud noise, so I ran away quickly! Boss, are you injured?"

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The girl suddenly pointed at his abdomen and screamed.

Lan Rou'er, standing beside her, gasped softly, her eyes filled with worry.

"It's nothing, just a superficial wound, you won't die."

Jiang Mu waved her hand.

Looking at the fresh and lively young female doctor before him, he felt a surge of emotion.

This girl, although she's a bit boisterous usually, is really reliable when it matters, and the more you look at her, the more pleasing she becomes.

"How can you be alright? You've lost so much blood!"

Chu Lingzhu panicked and, disregarding the proprieties about men and women not touching, stepped forward to help Jiang Mu up. Turning to Lan Rou'er, she said, "Rou'er, quick, go find a carriage!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Lan Rou'er lifted her skirt and ran quickly.

"There's no need for that. I'm not about to die," Jiang Mu said helplessly.

However, the girl ignored him.

Soon, the carriage arrived.

Jiang Mu was forced to experience the treatment of a patient, being carefully helped into the car by two girls and driven all the way to the bamboo hut outside the city.

inside the house.

Chu Lingzhu carefully untied the blood-stained bandage around Jiang Mu's abdomen.

Upon seeing the bloody, mangled hole, the girl's pretty face turned deathly pale: "How could you still be alive?"

Lan Rou'er, who was standing to the side, swayed and almost fainted.

Jiang Mu looked at their reactions with amusement: "Is it really that serious? I'm a cultivator, my skin is thick and tough, this injury is nothing, it'll be fine in a few days."

"Lie down properly!"

Chu Lingzhu's pretty face hardened, and she adopted the authority of a doctor, glaring at him fiercely. "This wound is so deep, it could kill someone, you know? If you move again, I'll—I'll knock you out!"

She took out silver needles to scare them.

Helpless, Jiang Mu obediently lay down and let her do whatever she wanted.

This girl, as soon as she enters doctor mode, her aura immediately becomes incredibly powerful.

"Rou'er, go fetch a basin of hot water. Also, go to that cabinet and get the clean towels and plain silk, and the wound medicine in that blue bottle—"

Chu Lingzhu gave instructions to Lan Rou'er.

Lan Rou'er nodded repeatedly and hurriedly left the house.

At the repeated requests of the young healer, Jiang Mu was forced to take off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body.

Chu Lingzhu's cheeks flushed slightly as she began to treat the wound.

She first soaked a clean towel in hot water and carefully wiped away the blood and dirt around the wound, then took out a jade box from the medicine box.

The box contained fine threads, as thin as hair, with a pale golden sheen.

It is a type of silk used specifically for sewing wounds, leaving no scars.

"Bear with it."

Chu Lingzhu picked up a specially made silver needle, threaded it with golden cicada silk, and skillfully sewed up the rolled-up flesh stitch by stitch.

Lan Rou'er, standing to the side, dared not look, keeping her eyes covered the whole time, occasionally peeking through a crack.

But most of the attention was drawn to the man's abs.

"I didn't realize you were such a skilled doctor."

Jiang Mu clicked her tongue in amazement.

This suturing technique was absolutely ahead of its time; it could even be said to have some of the characteristics of modern surgery.

He asked curiously, "Have you treated patients this way before?"

As Chu Lingzhu sewed diligently, she said, "I am a female doctor, and I usually only treat women—you are the first man I have ever treated personally."

The angle was somewhat subtle because the girl was bending over to treat her wound.

In addition, the summer dress was thin and the neckline was loose, so with her movements, a glimpse of her figure swayed and bumped into Jiang Mu's eyes.

You can see the pure white, close-fitting undershirt completely.

It is embroidered with a few delicate little flowers.

Below it lay piles of snow and jade, gently undulating with each breath.

Jiang Mu didn't look away.

A glance is instinct, but a sustained glance is appreciation.

As a virtuous and upright person, he was simply appreciating aesthetics.

At this moment, Lan Rou'er, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up in a low voice: "Lord Jiang, how are my aunt and the others?"

Jiang Mu was taken aback and looked away.

Looking at the girl's anxious eyes, he simply said, "Your aunt, Madam Han, and your cousin, Han Yushu—are both dead. A demon appeared there, and apart from you who escaped, there should be no survivors in the entire Han mansion."

"Dead—dead?"

Lan Rou'er swayed and stood frozen in place.

Her pale face was filled with shock and bewilderment; after all, they were relatives she had lived with for many years.

The sudden death still has a powerful impact.

Chu Lingzhu sighed softly: "Dead is dead. Back then, they swallowed up your family's property. They pretended to care for you, but in reality, they were exploiting you. You knew that in your heart."

Especially the other day, your aunt wanted to give you to some official as a concubine. If I hadn't made you sick with medicine to scare him away, you would have been defiled long ago, and you wouldn't be standing here now.

Lan Rou'er lowered her head and stood silently by the bed, her expression somber.

"Alright, from now on you'll be working for me."

Chu Lingzhu made a decisive decision, "As long as I have a bite to eat, you won't get any porridge."

After comforting her best friend, Chu Lingzhu took a clean silk handkerchief and bandaged Jiang Mu's wound.

"Raise your hand."

She walked to the bedside and gestured for Jiang Mu to cooperate.

Jiang Mu opened her arms as instructed.

The girl held the gauze roll, leaned forward, wrapped her arms around Jiang Mu's waist, and brought the gauze around his back.

This posture makes it seem as if she is actively throwing herself into his arms, tightly embracing the man's waist.

The two were standing very close together.

Jiang Mu could even clearly feel the girl's warm body temperature and the soft touch transmitted through her thin clothes.

Chu Lingzhu didn't pay any attention and focused on wrapping the gauze.

Her long, black hair fell down.

The ends of her hair gently brushed against Jiang Mu's chest, bringing a slight tickle.

It feels tingly and numb.

It seemed to follow the texture of my skin and seep into my heart.

Because of the slightly large movements, the already somewhat revealing neckline opened even wider.

This time, it's not just about the periphery.

Startled, Jiang Mu dared not look around and quickly averted her gaze.

Sin ah.

Tonight's dream is destined to be a pink dream.

Just then, a strange movement suddenly came from Jiang Mu's sea of ​​consciousness.

He focused his mind and summoned the magic gauge.

Beside the magic slot, the black vortex that had been spinning and condensing finally stopped, forming a dark magic core.

It's finally done!

Jiang Mu was overjoyed and immediately fed the demon pill to the second demon shadow.

"Number One has taken the Awakening Teleportation Potion. I wonder what kind of big prize he'll win this time."

Jiang Mu was filled with anticipation.

As the demonic core entered the body of the second demonic shadow, the previously illusory shadow suddenly trembled.

A flame ignited around the demonic figure.

It wasn't real fire; it was more like an energy surge.

The demonic shadow began to twist and expand.

A moment later, the flames subsided, and the demonic shadow returned to calm, except that its body surface had an additional layer of dark red light.

At the same time, a message flooded into Jiang Mu's mind.

"explode?"

Jiang Mu was stunned.

The second Shadow Demon's skill is self-destruction.

It's like a bomb.

Its explosive power is equivalent to the self-destruct power of Jiang Mu's full-force attack at his current level.

Most importantly, this skill can be controlled remotely, like teleportation.

Place the demonic shadow anywhere within a 300-meter radius, and it will explode with a thought.

After detonation, the demonic shadow will dissipate, but it will not disappear completely.

It needs a period of magical energy to re-condense, which is the cooling-off period.

"Okay, okay!"

Jiang Mu was overjoyed.

Isn't this just a humanoid remote-controlled C4?

The self-destruction power of a third-realm orthodox star official cultivator is quite terrifying.

If used properly, it can be incredibly satisfying to use against people.

From now on, if I don't like someone, I'll just throw a shadow at them, and "bang!" the world will be quiet again.

At the same time, inside the underground palace of Huzhou City.

On the Cold Jade Platform, Shangguan Luoxue listened quietly to Ran Qingshan's report.

During the report, Shangguan Luoxue released her divine sense and swept across the entire city, and indeed captured several strands of causal remnants belonging to Beitang Batian.

However, it has been severed by a secret technique, making it impossible to track its exact location.

Furthermore, given that she is still recovering from serious injuries, it is not advisable for her to forcefully use the Taixu Divine Calculation to delve deeper.

"It's not surprising that an old monster of his caliber has some trump cards to protect himself."

Shangguan Luoxue withdrew her divine sense, her voice cold and indifferent, "However, having been possessed by a ghost cultivator, his foundation is destroyed. It is almost impossible for him to prove his star level again and return to his peak."

The order was issued to conduct a city-wide search.

"Use the Thousand-Mechanism Compass," this item is specifically designed to break through disguises used in possession; as long as he remains within the city, he will have nowhere to hide.

"yes!"

Ran Qingshan bowed and accepted the order.

Although he was mentally prepared, he was still deeply shaken when Shangguan Luoxue confirmed it to him personally.

Beitang Batian ah————

The former overlord of Liuli Island has unexpectedly appeared in Huzhou City.

The world is truly unpredictable.

"Oh, right."

Shangguan Luoxue suddenly spoke up, "Who was that person who was injured by Beitang Batian?"

To survive being possessed by such an old monster, and even manage to force it back, this person is quite interesting.

Ran Qingshan quickly replied, "Reporting to Your Excellency, he is the head of our Eighth Hall, surnamed Jiang."

This young man was originally a notorious playboy, but after experiencing family tragedy, he turned over a new leaf and joined the Demon Slayer Division. He has now changed his name to Jiang Mu.

"Jiang Mu————"

Shangguan Luoxue repeated the name softly, as if in recollection.

After a moment, she said calmly, "I remember him."

"Do you know him?"

'

Ran Qingshan was surprised.

He never expected that Shangguan Luoxue, who lived aloof and detached from worldly affairs, would actually know a mere hall master.

Could it be that Inspector Lingye mentioned it to her?

A surge of excitement suddenly welled up in Zai Qingshan's heart.

If even General Shangguan has taken a liking to Jiang Muqing, then this kid's future is simply limitless.

"Little Jiang, you've really hit the jackpot this time!"

Ran Qingshan couldn't contain his joy and was about to say a few good words for Jiang Mu, praising his talent and achievements.

Just then, Shangguan Luoxue's cool voice rang out again, interrupting his reverie: "Of course we know each other."

She tilted her head slightly, a glint of unfathomable light flashing in her purple eyes: "On the day the Mist Demons invaded, I used my Dharma form to patrol Huzhou City—"

He called me a beast.

Heart Ran Qingshan: "————"

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