Two Demon Spirits

Two Demon Spirits

Only after confirming his own condition did Ming Shu realize that everyone else nearby, including Old Zhao, had gained effects similar to his own.

It was a group buff. Because he had also been empowered by the Demon Spirit's strength, he had received even greater benefits.

Li Jixu did not charge forward. He had his personal guards bring along the other constables, as well as the guards and household servants from each family, following the Demon Hunters' formation to help restrain the rampaging people in the street first.

They took advantage of the time when those people were suppressed by the power of the Word Spirit and had fallen unconscious.

Li Jixu came to Kong Sansanshi and the qilin.

"Teacher!" He respectfully saluted the old man.

"We misjudged the situation. The world has changed." The knot of pent-up frustration in the old man's chest eased slightly as he slowly spoke those words.

Their opponents no longer intended to follow the old rules. Destroying the rules meant that the other side had already flipped the table.

Master Ximen had already retreated into the depths of his residence.

Chong Li, Ren Yuan, and Ming Shu arrived at the main gate. Ren Yuan kicked open the tightly shut doors.

Beyond the gate was a vast front courtyard, completely empty.

They went around the covered walkway and crossed several vacant rooms before finally reaching the back garden of the Household.

Pavilions and towers, artificial hills and ponds—it had everything.

At the very center of the garden was a lotus pond, and in the middle of the pond stood a small pavilion.

The pavilion was elegant, encircled by a ring of red lotuses. At its top was a large pearl, containing a pink lotus in full bloom.

It looked as though the lotus were dancing inside the pearl.

A man and a woman were sitting in the pavilion.

The other Demon Hunters did not dare approach first. They split into groups and searched the surroundings, but found no one else.

All the maids, servants, and guards inside the residence had disappeared.

Chong Li waited until the qilin arrived with Kong Sansanshi and Li Jixu, then signaled Ren Yuan to lead people over and probe the area.

Ren Yuan struck first. The moment he approached the pavilion, a tremendous force sent him flying back.

Several people helped catch him.

The others no longer dared to approach.

Only after coughing up blood did Ren Yuan finally recover. His preliminary assessment was that the enemy possessed combat strength capable of crushing a Fifth-tier Martial Artist.

There was a tremendous watershed between the fifth and sixth tiers. The very nature of their strength already represented the difference between mortals and the supernatural.

Kong Sansanshi spoke again: "Confucius said, 'To attack heterodox teachings is harmful indeed.'"

The barrier of Demon Spirit power surrounding the pavilion instantly collapsed.

The lotus flowers floating on the surrounding water were all shaken apart.

Wave after wave of ripples spread out.

Ming Shu finally felt the powerful Demon Spirit energy for himself—and there were more than two kinds of it.

He silently opened the Life Book in his mind. Sure enough, he saw two new pages of content.

[Demon Spirit: Commander Ximen], male. Unrestrained and debauched, lustful and lecherous, treacherous and cunning. His ability is to corrode and influence the minds of ruffians, scoundrels, hoodlums, and the like within a certain range.

Prolonged corrosion can also plant the seed of inner demons, gradually controlling their behavior.

The negative effect is an extreme craving for the opposite sex. If he goes too long without the help and comfort of the opposite sex, his strength will weaken.

A Demon Spirit that is extremely prone to losing control.

The other female beside Commander Ximen is also a Demon Spirit.

[Demon Spirit: Moldy Bottle Spirit], a fusion of three Demon Spirits, formed from the combination of the Essence Lotus, Demon Bottle, and Mold Fungus. Its traits are bewitching and cunning.

Its specialty is the corrosion and confusion of desire.

The negative effect is an extreme craving for yang energy. It must absorb a large amount of yang energy every day.

A Demon Spirit that is extremely prone to losing control.

These two Demon Spirits seemed incredibly well matched. They definitely had not formed spontaneously here by coincidence. It was far more likely that someone had deliberately arranged it.

They restrained and relied on each other. The Demon Spirits, which had originally been very prone to losing control, could achieve balance after being paired together, as long as they were regularly replenished for the energy they consumed.

They had hidden in Qing Shui County all these years and accomplished so many major deeds, yet no one had discovered them. There was probably someone behind the scenes helping cover things up.

The county magistrate's strength was limited and he could easily be deceived. The Demon Hunters who happened to pass through were not strong either. Those sharp enough to discover the truth probably could not defeat them and were easily dealt with.

If someone had not deliberately set up a trap this time, this problem probably would not have been discovered either.

Ming Shu was inwardly shocked by what he had seen when Old Zhao suddenly gave his shoulder a light shove, bringing him back to his senses. Ren Yuan had returned and was discussing matters with Chong Li. Everyone would attack with all their strength and charge together.

Ren Yuan had formed a preliminary judgment during his probe just now, but he was not certain. Besides, the scholar from the academy had already acted to suppress them.

That was generally the extent of a scholar's usefulness.

Once a martial artist got close, a scholar was useless. A sorcerer, however, was relatively versatile.

"Delays breed trouble. Move quickly," the qilin urged.

Several other powerful Demon Hunters also activated the power of the Demon Spirits within them. They leaped directly across the pond and charged at the two people in the pavilion—the two Demon Spirits.

Ren Yuan and Chong Li also charged over from the only arched bridge.

Several fearless Demon Hunters followed behind them.

Old Zhao and Ming Shu were pushed along by them and had no choice but to charge over as well.

Ming Shu still divided his attention to the Life Book, continuing to search for some way to defeat the enemies.

Although he had borrowed the power of the Word Spirit and the Demon Spirit, raising his strength somewhat, he was still just a child.

Was it really all right to throw him straight onto the front lines?

Someone else was thrown out, and the pavilion in the pond had become extremely crowded. More than a dozen Demon Hunters attacked the two Demon Spirits at the same time.

Squeezed into the middle of the arched bridge, Ming Shu relied on Old Zhao's protection. Without using the Demon Spirit's power, he barely managed not to fall into the pond.

Gust after gust of force, like sharp blades scraping past, swept over them, nearly making everyone on the bridge lose their footing.

Kong the Grand Scholar used the power of the Word Spirit again, this time with the additional enhancement of the book in his hand.

At last, the power of the two Demon Spirits was suppressed.

With Ren Yuan and several other reckless Demon Hunters relying on desperate attacks, they finally separated the two Demon Spirits and dealt with them individually.

When they were together, their complementary abilities were far too strong.

Only after several rounds of ineffective attacks did Chong Li think of this method. After trying it, they finally achieved a temporary victory.

The clang of weapons rang out repeatedly. Ming Shu could only locate the battlefield through his hearing. His body was still wedged in the middle of the arched bridge, and he did not even have room to raise his head and look.

The two Demon Spirits had by then been separated and were being dealt with individually.

Each had flown off to one side.

After leaving the pavilion in the pond, Li Jixu also used a Word Spirit attack on one of them, interfering with its use of power.

As the battle escalated, not only was the pavilion blown apart, but the arched bridge also began to waver.

Old Zhao threw Ming Shu out, then leaped out himself. Only then did the two of them finally escape that headless-fly state.

Who exactly had brought him along just now? Had it been deliberate? Were they harboring ulterior motives? Did they have some other purpose?

For the moment, Ming Shu had no energy to distinguish the possibilities. He was also watching the battle to encircle and capture the two Demon Spirits.