Demon Sword Immortal

Jinshui Company's construction site is located on a street corner, covering an area almost the size of a large shopping mall. They plan to build two office buildings, each more than ten stories high, on this land. The basic structure has been completed; all that's left is to remove the scaffolding and lay the outer layer, followed by interior decoration.

"arrive."

The driver stopped the car at the entrance of the construction site and said something to Bai Xiang.

He knew how popular this girl was lately. If it were in any other context, he wouldn't mind taking a few more glances at her and admiring her charming face, which was praised as being comparable to that of a celebrity.

But at that moment, he had no such thoughts; he only wanted to drop the person off and leave as soon as possible.

Bai Xiang could see his fear, but said nothing. He took his longsword and stepped out of the carriage.

The sound of the engine gradually faded away. She stood on a patch of uneven yellow earth, looking up and surveying her surroundings.

The roads are wide, but the location is remote.

Directly opposite the intersection is a lush forest, and behind the forest is a row of six-story gray buildings, which should be the staff dormitory of a factory in the suburbs.

I noticed this when I came; there were no shops within several kilometers.

It is located in the northern suburbs and is still under development.

After looking around, Bai Xiang turned his gaze back to the construction site.

The construction site gate was made of sheet metal. She walked over, grabbed the gate, and tried to pry the lock open through the crack.

This kind of gate is just a formality, because under normal circumstances, the construction site is always guarded, and even if there are thieves, they wouldn't be stupid enough to use the main gate.

He opened the gate and went inside, bypassing the piles of bricks and mortar bags, and passing an excavator parked nearby. Bai Xiang quickly locked onto a bare building and squinted at its second doorway.

Then he took out Zhao Shuyuan's photo from his pocket and compared the two.

You can't go wrong.

He took the photos here.

"There should still be some time before nightfall, right?"

Yu He took out his phone and checked the time, only to find that it was only four o'clock in the afternoon.

"We shouldn't have come so early; we should have come after dinner!"

Bai turned to look at him: "Don't you have anything to do?"

Yu He raised his eyebrows: "Little Peach... and I also believe that ensuring your safety is the most important thing."

Bai Xiang nodded, said nothing more, and entered the building under Yu He's watchful eye.

"Eh?"

Yu He raised his voice, thinking to himself that she was truly fearless, and quickly followed her inside.

Upon entering the building, Bai Xiang first pressed the switch on the wall.

The light is not on.

"This is a bit of a problem," Yu He's voice came through. "Either there's no power, or the power's on but the generator's stopped."

"How disgusting...Is there still some filth inside that hasn't been cleaned out?"

He's an old hand; he knows that unfinished buildings like this are very likely to be full of excrement and urine before the interior decoration is completed.

Some naive homeowners always overestimate the quality of construction workers, assuming that if they need to relieve themselves while working on a high-rise building, they will go downstairs to take care of it and then huff and puff back up to continue working.

Shit.

If you don't have a toilet installed in your house beforehand, guess where they'll relieve themselves.

Bai Xiang knew the advantages of this place, but after calculating the time, she felt that given the current cold weather and the fact that Jinshui Company had been shut down for so many days, even if there were those things, they should not pose a threat at this time.

Just be careful not to step on things in the corners.

As usual, she didn't choose the elevator and started climbing the stairs.

The stairwell is very narrow.

She was measuring some data with her eyes as she climbed.

This confined environment is not conducive to weapons like longswords; traditional swordsmen would find it difficult to execute many of their moves here.

But Bai Xiang is not really subject to this kind of constraint.

Her Qi comes from within herself, so even without a sword, she is not without fighting power.

She doesn't care.

"Ouch... my back..."

Yu He complained about how tiring it was to climb the stairs and followed behind, grumbling and swearing.

"You're really brave!" he said to Bai Xiang.

"I've never seen a complete newbie rushing to catch monsters before!"

Bai Xiang's resume doesn't include any record of catching demons—if you had to say, she was considered a rising star when she solved the 'Divine Separation' at No. 1 Middle School, but it was only after she solved the 'Copper Cicada' that she truly showed her talent in this field.

This is indeed a remarkable achievement, but there are many kinds of demon pools in the world. Does she think she can break through all the demon pools just by relying on her talent?

It's not that easy.

He was just waiting to see her make a fool of herself.

“Since the Demon Suppression Division is called that, you should be very familiar with this kind of work.”

Bai Xiang slightly turned her head.

"There are so many legends of demon pools in Dao City, why aren't they cleared out usually?"

"You mean those 'Turning Back Alley' level of trickery? That's the job of the Inspection Department!" Yu He said irritably. "We don't need to get involved in any trickery that has an obvious pattern. We only handle the most dangerous ones... the ones that can spread widely!"

"For example," Bai Xiang paused, "the Trade and Economic Building?"

Yu He remained silent, his eyes unconsciously becoming somewhat dazed.

“The Trade and Economic Building is one of the few cases we haven’t resolved perfectly,” he said in a low voice.

That is also one of the blood debts owed by the Demon Immortal Path.

In retaliation against the then-governor of Qi, Wang Shou, these sorcerers kidnapped his daughter, wife, and mother, and disemboweled them in front of him, devouring them as a bloody meal. Such a horrific incident even alarmed the capital, Yujing, which led to Fang Xiaochun being dispatched to the capital.

“At that time, Lord Wang had just arrived and was not yet familiar with the local Demon Suppression Division,” Yu He sighed. “This was the only chance, and none of us expected it… Of course, I’m not trying to shirk responsibility.”

The governor is the source of the local demon-suppressing office's survival. After the king takes over, he will take charge of the Qi region's demon-suppressing office, and can be said to be the master of Yuhe.

Despite the tragedy that affected its master, the Demon Suppression Division failed to capture and kill all the culprits in the end.

Bai wanted to bring this up, which really made him lose face.

Fortunately, the girl didn't ask any more questions.

Yu He followed her up to the fourth floor and entered a bare corridor from the stairwell.

Although it was sunny outside, the corridor was pitch black.

The scaffolding and green gauze coverings outside hadn't been removed, and only a faint ray of sunlight could shine through the windows, making the interior atmosphere somewhat eerie.

Bai Xiang didn't ask any more questions, and Yu He didn't speak again.

Both of them were on high alert, constantly watching their own shadows.

"Om-"

Suddenly, Bai Xiang's communicator started vibrating.

She glanced at the screen.

[The Heaven-Shattering Sword]

"Whose call is that?" Yu He's voice came from behind.

Bai turned his head and saw that he wasn't holding anything in his hands.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Copying

A gleaming sword flashed in the darkness—Bai Xiang drew his 'Fei Xiang Tian' sword and, before he could fully turn around, slashed at Yu He's face.

"Huh?" Yu He's expression changed, and he quickly jumped back to dodge, yelling, "What are you doing?"

Bai Xiang held the sword in his right hand, its blade pointing directly at Yu He, while simultaneously swiping the screen with his left hand. He immediately heard Yu He's loud voice coming from the machine.

Where are you? Where are you?

[That's weird, how come you disappeared while I went to pee?]

"I'm on the fourth floor," Bai Xiang said.

"There's you right across from me."

[...] Yu He on the other end fell silent, and at the same time, he got goosebumps all over his body.

[You didn't notice anything unusual?]

Bai Xiang carefully observed the face of the person opposite him, 'Yu He,' and replied, 'Not for now.'

“We even talked when we went upstairs. He answered some of my questions, things that only you would know.”

[...Wait for me!] Yu He's expression immediately changed. [We must hold on!]

With a clang, the sound of metal clashing echoed from the darkness.

Bai wanted to throw his phone on the ground—since it was in a case, he wasn't worried about it breaking. He gripped the blade to block a slanted glint of cold light and saw an old face getting closer and closer in the darkness.

It was indeed Yu He's face, but his eyes were bloodshot, and he had a strange smile on his face. Most of his body was shrouded in shadow, and he held a sword drawn from his cane.

Not only their appearance and figure, but even the items on their bodies have been copied?

Bai stared intently at the details of the sword's hilt, and it seemed to be exactly the same as the head of that cane.

"That's not me!" Red-eyed Yu He grinned maliciously, grinding his teeth. "That's not me...that's not me!!"

"Clang!" Bai Xiang pushed it away with a sword.

He was no match for Bai Xiang in strength, and was forced to retreat quickly by the impact, even stumbling and falling.

But suddenly—just as his body fell completely into the shadows, another version of himself leaped out of the darkness behind Bai Xiang, brandishing a sword and roaring, "That's not me—!!!"

“Zheng——!!!”

Bai Xiang didn't even turn around. He simply held the sword blade upright in front of him, closed his eyes, and flicked his wrist to unleash a powerful technique. A restless buzzing sound emanated from the sword blade, amplifying its effect in the narrow corridor!

"Pfft!" The dark figure let out a muffled groan of injury, flying back as if it had crashed into an invisible wall of air.

As expected, 'Divine Cry' does have a certain restraining effect on the Demon Pool.

After confirming the results of the battle, Bai Xiang felt even more at ease. He quickly turned around, placing his other hand on the hilt of his sword as well. He took a step forward with his left leg, raised the 'Feishangtian' high above his head, and delivered a vertical slash to the retreating enemy!

boom!

She used seventy percent of her strength in that sword strike.

As the sword passed overhead, crimson aura swirled around it. When the sword fell, the aura surged to the blade's edge, almost turning the sword crimson.

Just when Bai thought it was over, he was surprised to see that the falling shadow seemed to have also assumed a sword-raising posture, and the next moment a sword cicada buzzed from that side!

puff!

Then Bai Xiang slashed into the sound wave with his sword, the sword energy slicing straight down from the top of the black shadow's head. The black shadow was split in two, turning into two irregular, writhing black objects.

After the two clumps separated, they coalesced again to form the outline of a person. One became Yu He again, while the other directly transformed into Bai Xiang's appearance.

They were exactly the same, not only in appearance and robes, but even the 'Hisano' was exactly the same in terms of outline.

"That's not me...that's not me..."

The newly formed 'Yuhe' continued his previous foolish behavior, pointing his sword at Bai Xiang while shaking his head frantically, muttering to himself as if he were having an epileptic seizure.

"You are not me...you are not me..."

This fake 'Bai Xiang' is the same, the only difference is the pronoun. He's also shaking his head frantically, sword in hand, approaching Bai Xiang.

As expected, the situation was similar to what we had encountered before; those who had not broken through the 'Wisdom Limit' in the Demon Pool would not possess sentience.

Bai wanted to relax his eyebrows slightly.

Even though this demon pool can talk, it's probably not a matter of subjective consciousness.

In other words, whether it was a prank, killing Zhao Shuyuan, or disguising Yu He to attack himself, it was all just the instinctive consciousness of this demonic pool.