Di Jun Plots Against the Human Race, Forging the Witch-Slaying Sword

Li Yu brought forth the two treasured swords, Yuantu and Abi.

At the sight, White Marsh felt a jolt run through him and hurriedly forced a smile. "Senior, what is this? We can talk things over properly."

"If you believe you can withstand a strike from Yuantu and Abi, then I will pretend this never happened. Otherwise, how am I, the Deputy Sect Master of the Human Sect, supposed to continue? And how is the Human Sect supposed to conduct itself in the Primordial World?" Li Yu said coldly.

The Yuantu Sword and Abi Sword had always been Minghe's treasures, yet they had now appeared in Li Yu's hands. White Marsh felt chilled to the bone.

Even Minghe, a towering Primordial World expert who ranked among the best of the Quasi-Saints, had perished, his body and Dao erased. How could he, a mere Golden Immortal Realm great demon, withstand the attacks of these two spiritual treasures?

"This matter was indeed due to this junior's poor consideration. Let these two spiritual treasures serve as this junior's apology. I ask that Senior let bygones be bygones and show mercy."

Not only had White Marsh changed his tune, he had even taken the initiative to offer two spiritual treasures, though their quality was somewhat lacking.

Seeing that White Marsh knew how to behave, Li Yu accepted the two spiritual treasures, intending to bestow them upon Human Race cultivators in the future.

"Go. Your conflict with the Wu Clan has nothing to do with the Human Race. Deliver those words to the two Demon Emperors for me."

After saying this, Li Yu's figure turned into a wisp of green smoke and vanished from White Marsh's sight.

Huff!

White Marsh let out a long breath and wiped the cold sweat from his brow. That had truly been perilous. He had genuinely feared that Li Yu would casually finish him off. Before such ancient Primordial World powers, without Quasi-Saint cultivation, one should not dream of having the standing to speak as an equal.

Though he had lost two spiritual treasures, resolving the matter could still be considered a satisfactory outcome. White Marsh went down to collect the great demon's corpse before hurrying back to the Demon Court.

Halfway there, someone suddenly blocked his path. The newcomer was concealed within a cloud of thin black mist, with only a vague outline barely visible.

White Marsh was greatly alarmed, thinking Li Yu had returned and changed his appearance to kill him. Yet upon further thought, he felt matters should not have gone that far.

"Who are you, Your Excellency, and why have you blocked my path?" White Marsh pulled himself together and raised his guard to the utmost.

The newcomer let out several strange laughs that made White Marsh's scalp prickle. Then a voice came from within the black mist. "Junior, I will not do anything to you. On the contrary, I have something for you to deliver to Di Jun."

With that, a scroll flew from the black mist. It was roughly three feet long and bound with a golden cord.

White Marsh was exceedingly cautious. He did not immediately accept the scroll, instead allowing it to float before him as he examined it for quite some time. Only then did he ask, "Why does Your Excellency not deliver it to the Demon Emperor personally?"

Several more strange laughs came from the black mist. "How I conduct myself is not for a junior like you to instruct. You need only do as I say. Otherwise, die!"

The newcomer was mysterious, but there was no doubt that his cultivation surpassed White Marsh's. That word, "die," was not spoken in jest.

Encountering two ancient monsters in a single day, White Marsh was beginning to wonder whether someone was plotting against him.

Yet the situation before him did not allow him to refuse. As for what this object truly was, he would bring it back for the Demon Emperor to handle. After all, the two Demon Emperors had taken form extremely early and had even gone to Purple Cloud Palace to hear the Dao. Something he, White Marsh, could not deal with might appear entirely different in the Demon Emperors' eyes.

Once White Marsh accepted the scroll, several strange laughs rang out from the black mist, after which it vanished as well.

White Marsh did not dare delay and immediately rushed toward the Demon Court. Upon returning to the Demon Court's territory, the fear in his heart finally lessened somewhat, and he felt much more at ease.

White Marsh quickly entered the main hall to seek an audience with Di Jun.

He first recounted what had happened among the Human Race, then added, "This matter need not be taken too seriously. Consider it as giving the Human Sect some face. But as for what comes next, I ask the Demon Emperor to decide."

With that, White Marsh took out the scroll,

and handed it to the Demon Emperor, also explaining its origin. "The scroll has remained like this all along. I did not open it. First, I feared there might be another world hidden within it. Second, I had a feeling that if one's cultivation was insufficient, one would be unable to open it even if one tried."

After hearing White Marsh's words, Di Jun said, "I have never heard of such a person in the Primordial World. He must be deliberately concealing his identity, a rat hiding its head and showing its tail. I doubt he would dare harm this Emperor."

"Your Majesty, it is better to be cautious!" White Marsh advised from the side.

Di Jun nodded. Only after bringing forth a spiritual treasure to protect himself did he carefully open the scroll.

As the scroll unfurled, Di Jun's expression changed again and again, leaving White Marsh beside him filled with doubt.

"Your Majesty, what is written on this scroll...?"

Di Jun slowly rolled up the scroll and said, "We will speak of this later. How has the matter I previously assigned you been progressing?"

White Marsh suppressed the doubts in his heart and instead reported to Di Jun on everything he had done over the years.

After hearing him out, Di Jun frowned and said displeasedly, "There are still no results?"

White Marsh hurriedly explained, "Your Majesty, this matter should be handled slowly, not hastily. Haste makes waste!"

"Of the Twelve Ancestral Shamans, Houtu has already transformed herself into reincarnation. If Gonggong and Zhurong lose one more, then the Wu Clan's strength will be nothing worth mentioning. White Marsh, do you understand the importance of this matter?" Di Jun asked coldly.

"Your Majesty, I will certainly see this matter done!" White Marsh promised.

"Then withdraw."

White Marsh accepted the order and left the great hall. Once outside, he happened to run into several friends and went off to drink with them.

After White Marsh departed, Di Jun took out the scroll once more. Upon opening it, he stared without blinking and carefully read through it again.

The scroll recorded a method for refining a magic treasure: the Witch-Slaying Sword. According to the scroll, the Witch-Slaying Sword specifically countered the Wu Clan and could even kill Ancestral Shamans.

The Wu Clan had always been a thorn in Di Jun's eye and a splinter in his flesh. If he could eliminate the Wu Clan, he would naturally stop at nothing.

Though the refinement method for the Witch-Slaying Sword defied the harmony of Heaven, its ability to counter the Wu Clan precisely suited Di Jun's wishes. Though Di Jun hesitated, he ultimately made up his mind to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword.

Di Jun did not consult Taiyi about this matter, fearing that Taiyi would not approve of his decision.

Forging the Witch-Slaying Sword required a vast number of living souls, and among them, the living souls of the Human Race were the best. That meant he would have to lay hands on the Human Race, so this matter had to be handled carefully.

After turning it over and over in his mind, Di Jun came up with a method. He immediately summoned the Five Poison Great Demons: Black Scorpion, Golden Serpent, Centipede, Gecko, and Toad.

Di Jun ordered the Five Poison Great Demons to infiltrate the Human Race and infect them with baleful poison. When the poisoned people were on the verge of death, they were to quietly collect their living souls.

The Five Poison Great Demons accepted their orders and began gathering their respective clans to act separately. Di Jun only required fifty thousand living souls for this first batch, so once the Five Poison Great Demons completed their task, they immediately withdrew with their clans.

Even Li Yu failed to detect the Demon Race's secret scheme against the Human Race this time. Mainly because the Demon Race's actions had all avoided Li Yu. Everyone now knew that the Deputy Sect Master of the Human Sect traveled among the Human Race throughout the Primordial World, so they acted with extreme caution.

After obtaining fifty thousand living souls from the Human Race, Di Jun immediately began forging the Witch-Slaying Sword.