He Is a Half-Demon

"Everyone, be careful!"

Mo Haosheng gripped his sword and warned them, his gaze fixed tightly on the billowing dust ahead, afraid Su Yi might suddenly charge out.

At that moment, tens of thousands of people on the field suddenly erupted in earth-shaking cheers.

They were all human, and Huaxia people at that. Having collectively transmigrated to the Desolate Ancient, they would naturally stand with Su Yi rather than the Demon King who had slaughtered their compatriots.

"Who is he? Holy shit! He's incredible!"

"His name is Su Yi. He's a student from our Baiqiao University, and he even killed a Snake King a few days ago!"

"Su Yi? Why haven't I ever heard of him before?"

"Sure enough, true masters hide among the common folk!"

"With him here, why should we follow the Luoshui Sect?"

The tens of thousands discussed excitedly. Mo Haosheng's behavior had filled them all with disgust toward the Luoshui Sect.

They kept calling themselves a righteous and prestigious sect, yet they flattered demons and sold out humans. No decent person could stomach it!

"Beautifully done!"

Principal Meng Jiebang raised his fist and laughed. Excitement filled his wrinkled face, and the teachers beside him were the same.

Su Yi was the pride of their Baiqiao University!

The Luoshui Sect disciples scattered apart, staring nervously ahead. Su Yi's performance just now had chilled them to the bone.

One punch had severely wounded Old Lord Qiyang!

What kind of strength was that?

"Dragon strength..."

Mo Haosheng thought of how Nan Xiaopao possessed the strength of one dragon. Then how much dragon strength did Su Yi possess?

He did not dare imagine it. The more he thought about it, the more his scalp tingled.

Just then, footsteps sounded from within the rolling dust. Su Yi strolled out, his white shirt torn in several places, though it did not affect him much.

"Tell me, are you asking to be beaten?"

Su Yi stared at Mo Haosheng and spoke word by word, his killing intent icy and fierce.

He had heard Mo Haosheng's words earlier.

Selling out his own kind—he was unworthy of being human!

Frightened by his gaze, Mo Haosheng took a step back. Raising his treasured sword, he said in a deep voice, "I am a disciple of the Luoshui Sect. If you dare touch me, you'll be making an enemy of the Luoshui Sect!"

The tens of thousands on the field fell silent. The previously dignified Mo Haosheng had actually revealed the face of a petty villain before Su Yi, leaving them utterly dumbfounded.

"You have demon aura on you. You're a Half-Demon!"

A male Luoshui Sect disciple suddenly shouted. He deliberately raised his voice so that his words echoed throughout Baiqiao University, making everyone's eyes widen.

Su Yi was a demon?

In an instant, everyone retreated like a receding tide.

Over the past few days, they had suffered demon attacks. Their relatives and friends had been killed by demons, so they hated and feared demons beyond measure.

Nan Xiaopao heard it from several hundred meters away as well. She blinked, but instead of panicking like everyone else, her eyes lit up with excitement.

Her best friend was actually a Half-Demon!

For a moment, the girl began fantasizing about a human-demon romance.

It was not entirely her fault that her thoughts leaped so wildly. Under Su Yi's protection, aside from when they had first transmigrated, she had barely experienced true fear.

Su Yi felt the frightened, questioning gazes of tens of thousands of people upon him, but he ignored them. He did not stop walking until he stood before Mo Haosheng. Less than a meter separated them. Under Su Yi's cold stare, Mo Haosheng's hands began trembling uncontrollably.

"What are you trying to do?"

Mo Haosheng forced himself to remain calm. He was afraid inside, yet did not dare show it.

Su Yi stared at Mo Haosheng. "You sold me out just now. You wanted me dead?"

He also recalled what Nan Xiaopao had said before. Could the person who wanted to take Nan Xiaopao as a personal maid have been Mo Haosheng?

Before transmigrating, Su Yi had been quiet and reserved by nature, even somewhat secretly flirtatious. He only joked around in front of Nan Xiaopao. Now, after being tempered by the Dragon Strength Pill, his personality had gradually opened up, especially under the influence of the dragon nature's arrogance.

"No..."

Mo Haosheng gritted his teeth. Before he could finish, Su Yi's fist smashed into his face. Blood sprayed out as the blow shattered every tooth in Mo Haosheng's mouth. He staggered back several steps, clutched his face, and collapsed onto the ground.

He was a cultivator in the Core-Holding Dharma realm, yet he had been unable even to keep up with Su Yi's attack speed!

The other Luoshui Sect disciples were terrified, but none dared make a move. They did not even dare help Mo Haosheng up, and could only watch Su Yi with fear and tension.

"Don't kill me... I was wrong... I'll never dare again!"

Mo Haosheng covered his face and crawled backward in terror.

Thinking of Su Yi's performance earlier, he did not dare resist at all.

"Consider that punch a lesson!"

Su Yi snorted coldly. He would not hesitate to kill demons, but killing a person still made him feel uncomfortable.

Besides, if he killed Mo Haosheng, how would the people of this entire city obtain cultivation methods and survive?

Though Su Yi was solitary by nature, there was kindness in his heart as well. He did not want to see the whole city perish.

Of course, if Mo Haosheng dared ask for it again, Su Yi would definitely kill him.

He had never killed anyone before, but with his strength, killing Mo Haosheng would not be difficult!

With that thought, Su Yi turned and left.

Just then, Old Lord Qiyang flew out from the woods beyond the school once more. His entire body was covered in blood, his right arm hung limply, and stark white bone could vaguely be seen. He glared at Su Yi, his eyes filled with fury and killing intent.

Although Su Yi's strength was formidable, Old Lord Qiyang had merely been careless earlier. He was absolutely confident that he could kill Su Yi!

Su Yi looked at him, his lips moving without making a sound.

Old Lord Qiyang was struck as if by lightning and instantly understood the shape of his lips.

Emperor Su Sect!

"Could he also be a member of the Emperor Su Sect?"

Old Lord Qiyang fell into shock and did not dare attack rashly.

That mysterious Emperor Su was unfathomably profound. Even Qingyan Devil Lord, one of the Four Lords of the Demon Cult, treated him with respect.

What kind of existence was Qingyan Devil Lord?

In any case, crushing him to death would be easy. That was also why the Black Tiger Emperor fawned over Qingyan Devil Lord every day. Naturally, he did not dare offend him either.

The corners of Su Yi's lips curled up. His smile was somewhat smug, giving off an unruly and arrogant air.

At a time like this, he had to act as though he had nothing to fear and scare Old Lord Qiyang away!

He continued toward Nan Xiaopao.

He had initially wanted to blast Old Lord Qiyang to death, but after thinking it over carefully, he felt that Old Lord Qiyang still had his uses.

After all, Old Lord Qiyang was a genuine Demon King. He could help Su Yi continue cultivating. Since he had already embarked on the path of demons, Su Yi had never intended to turn back. First, he had no other cultivation technique, and second, demon aura already existed within him. Human sects would never accept him.

Furthermore, if they truly fought to the death, Su Yi might not necessarily win. A Demon King surely did not fight using physical strength alone. Once all manner of demon arts were unleashed, Su Yi would be forced into a passive position. At that point, he could only rely on his phone to erase Old Lord Qiyang.

"Damn it!"

Old Lord Qiyang clenched his fists and flicked his sleeve before leaving.

He planned to return and ask Emperor Su about it before dealing with Su Yi.

Although Su Yi's physical strength was powerful, he was confident he could kill Su Yi.

Old Lord Qiyang's departure made everyone believe that he feared Su Yi, but no cheers erupted from the field. Everyone's expressions were complicated.

As Su Yi walked across the field, people automatically moved aside, avoiding him as though he were a plague, afraid that they might bump into him.

Even the teachers and students of Baiqiao University looked at him differently now.

A demon!

No wonder Su Yi was so powerful. He was actually a demon!

"He's actually a demon... Before, I..."

Within the crowd, Su Yi's counselor, Li Fei, wore an expression of lingering fear.

Everyone present had experienced the brutality of demons. They could no longer feel any closeness toward Su Yi—only endless fear.

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