A Green Robe, a Severed Path from Dusty Ties; Seven Elders Join to Slay the Demon

She had not been cultivating for long, and had spent most of her time in the mountains, rarely going down to the world below.

To her, the jianghu's feuds and the wars among mortals had been no more than stories in the yellowed folktales on the alchemy-room desk. The occasional mention of "demons" in ancient books tucked away in obscure corners spoke mostly of spirits stirring up trouble, and she had never known whether they were true.

She had never imagined there could be a great demon capable of gravely wounding an expert like Xiaoyaozi. Curiosity in her eyes gradually gave way to seriousness.

Now that she had heard a great demon had even gravely wounded Xiaoyaozi, she could not help but take an interest.

"Not so." Lecheng shook his head and said gravely, "This fiend is from Qin. His name is Zhao Cheng, and he's only sixteen or seventeen, yet his heart is vicious beyond measure.

"I heard he cultivates a wicked demonic art, specializing in the Caisheng Zhege method to torment the innocent.

"He captures living people and breaks them like flowers and plants, draining their vitality and drinking their blood to fuel his cultivation."

He drew a deep breath, his tone growing heavier. "Now he has led his army to wipe out Han and Zhao.

"Whenever a city falls, he slaughters everyone, leaving no survivors. The corpses along the Yellow River could be piled into hills, and he doesn't even spare infants!

"How profound is my master's cultivation?

"He used the art of summoning heavenly thunder to exorcise the demon, yet still failed to do anything to him. Instead, he returned to the grotto-heaven gravely wounded. Even now, we don't know whether he'll recover."

"The Caisheng Zhege method... He wiped out two states..."

Yun Miao furrowed her