Zhou Wuji knew this villager from White Bamboo Village; he was the youngest son of the old village chief, and everyone called him Lao Mo.
The old village chief was very shrewd, and his youngest son was just as shrewd and cunning; he was in charge of organizing and managing almost everything in the village.
Among the villagers who are generally uneducated, Zhang Laoyao's speech and manners are quite outstanding.
For such a clever person to come to the Daoist temple in such a panic must mean something serious has happened.
Zhou Wuji helped Zhang Laoyao up, "Don't be anxious, explain the situation clearly."
Zhang Laoyao knew very well how powerful this Daoist Master Zhou was. With Zhou Wuji supporting him, he became even more nervous, swallowing hard. "Master, another great demon has come to our village! It looks like a bear demon, standing over ten feet tall, and it's already eaten two families—"
The two families that died were basically reduced to bits of flesh and blood, and they were almost all eaten.
Zhang Laoyao was so scared he almost wet himself. After hearing his father's instructions, he hurriedly ran to the Daoist temple for help.
Normally, people in White Bamboo Village would go to Zhang Xinhu to resolve any issues.
If Zhang Xinhu couldn't solve it, then the government offices couldn't solve it either.
The villagers were genuinely afraid of the government, hated the government, and had no faith in the government.
Now that Zhang Xinhu is gone, White Bamboo Village has no choice but to seek help from the Daoist temple.
Zhang Laoyao also witnessed Wuzheng, Zhou Wuji, and the others slaying the pig demon last time.
The majestic and sacred altar was where the Daoist priest commanded gods and demons to unleash heavenly thunder with every gesture, and Zhou Wuji possessed unparalleled divine swordsmanship.
All of this left a deep impression on Zhang Laoyao and filled him with admiration for Hidden Dragon Temple.
Zhang Laoyao trusted the Daoist priests of Hidden Dragon Temple very much, and he also felt that finding a Daoist priest was more reliable than reporting to the authorities.
"Oh, I see. I'll go with you to take a look."
Upon hearing that a powerful demon had appeared, Zhou Wuji immediately became very interested.
Despite searching desperately in Mount Siming without success, the demon delivered itself to their doorstep!
Zhou Wuji said to Wuzheng, "Senior brother, you should stay at the Daoist temple and keep watch. You don't need to handle such a small matter."
Wuzheng Zhou Wuji's enthusiasm, Wuzheng couldn't stop him. "Alright, your presence is enough."
He had someone take Zhang Laoyao away, then said to Zhou Wuji, "We still don't know what kind of monster it is, junior brother, don't be careless."
Wuzheng reached into his sleeve and took out a Yin Thunder Pearl, handing it to Zhou Wuji. "Last time Master came, I asked for two more Yin Thunder Pearl. This one is for your self-defense."
The Yin Thunder Pearl is incredibly effective against demons, evil spirits, and ghosts, and it also poses a certain threat to martial arts masters.
Zhou Wuji didn't stand on ceremony. He didn't know the Yin Thunder Method yet, so having the Yin Thunder Pearl was the best thing that could happen.
"Junior brother, you still need to be careful."
Wuzheng reminded Zhou Wuji again, " Zhang Xinhu can mysteriously disappear. There are many masters in this world, so don't be careless."
He despised Zhang Xinhu, but was very wary of Zhang Xinhu's disappearance.
"Yes, I'll be careful."
Zhou Wuji was very interested in demons, but he also remained extremely vigilant about them.
The sudden appearance of the monster and the villagers coming to his door for help made him feel that something was amiss.
Wu Di is still alive, and there are still masters of Yin Yang Dao hiding in the shadows, even Zhang Yunfeng, a centurion of the Ironclad Guard, all of whom harbor ill will towards him.
These people all have reasons and motives to plot against him; how can we not be on guard!
On the one hand, Zhou Wuji was eager to try. He had mastered the Five Tigers Fist, and his skin, muscles and bones were tough and strong, with his arms having the strength of a thousand pounds.
With his Seventh Rank true cultivation and Swordsmanship Transformation Realm, he could even face Seventh Rank Demon Beast head-on and kill it.
If someone were to ambush him, his Six Yang Dharma Eye wouldn't be fake.
When this low-level Law Technique is mastered to perfection, it allows one to perceive subtle changes in spiritual and life force.
Even Sixth Rank master might not be able to escape the observation of the Six Yang Dharma Eye.
Zhou Wuji returned to his room and retrieved some items, mainly the Tiger Wing Saber as a backup, along with some clothes and other things.
He possesses Five Yin Pouch, which, although it cannot be used outside during the day, can be used to store things without Wuai.
After tidying up, Zhou Wuji asked the Daoist temple for a horse.
The red horse, not yet three years old, may not be considered a magnificent steed, but it is at its peak physical condition and can certainly be called a strong horse.
The Daoist temple originally had no horses; it was the families who brought them in as gifts to curry favor with the temple.
Zhang Laoyao didn't have a horse, but he had a big blue donkey, which was steady and knew the way well, so it could keep up.
They set off at noon and didn't arrive at Old Cang Village until dusk.
Although Zhang Laoyao was anxious, he dared not travel at night. He hesitated for a moment and said to Zhou Wuji, "Daoist, how about we stay in Old Cang Village for the night?"
"You stay here temporarily; I'll travel over at night."
Zhou Wuji did not want to stay in Old Cang Village. He was quite familiar with the roads in White Bamboo Village, and now that his Divine Sense power was strong, there was no way he would get lost.
If he were to encounter any ghostly or demonic creatures, that would be just what he wanted.
Zhang Laoyao gritted his teeth and said, "That won't do. I'll lead the way for the Daoist priest."
"I know the way. Things are complicated tonight, and I don't have time to look after you. You can stay here and go back tomorrow."
Zhou Wuji didn't really trust Zhang Laoyao, nor did he want to be a burden, so it was safest for him to stay in Old Cang Village.
Helpless, Zhang Laoyao could only watch Zhou Wuji ride away into the distance.
A sliver of crescent moon appeared and disappeared, its pale light failing to illuminate the dark forest, instead adding to the ethereal and dreamlike atmosphere of the gloom.
A tall black bear slowly crawled out of the bamboo forest. It was over ten feet long, and even when it was lying on the ground, its shoulder height was almost as tall as a person.
Even though this huge black bear moves slowly, it is not slow at all.
Hiding to the side, Jin Chuan stared intently at the black bear's massive body, not daring to even breathe.
He was only a dozen or so feet away from the bear demon. If the bear demon smelled him, it would pounce on him in two leaps, and he would have nowhere to run.
The bear demon sniffed the ground, then sped forward following the scent of blood. It hadn't gone far when it saw a fat pig bleeding profusely.
Judging from its aura, the bear demon knew this thing posed no threat; on the contrary, it was all fat and must taste delicious.
It lunged forward with all its might, but just as its paws touched the black boar, it suddenly lost its footing and fell.
With a splash, the bear demon fell straight into a pit more than ten feet deep.
More than a dozen short guns were buried at the bottom of the pit, with wooden handles and half-foot-long iron spearheads.
The bear demon's massive body slammed into these short spears, instantly leaving several holes in its body.
The intense pain caused the bear demon to howl wildly, its rough voice both unpleasant and piercing.
"Is this thing going to die?"
Jin Chuan looked at Fang Boxiong with some nervousness. This Sixth Rank Yin Yang Dao Daoist priest had a thin and withered face, but was very tall. He wore a wide black and white robe, and his old eyes gleamed with a faint green light, like a vicious wolf.
They finally managed to lure the bear demon over; if the villagers just take care of it like this, Zhou Wuji might not come back.
Fang Boxiong calmly said, "Although this bear demon is only Seventh Rank demon, its hide is thick and tough; this kind of trap won't be able to deal with it."
Before he finished speaking, several villagers rushed over and threw down several jars of kerosene.
The earthenware jar exploded upon impact, spilling kerosene everywhere.
Two villagers threw torches into the trap, and a ball of flame immediately rose into the air.
Jin Chuan was filled with worry. Even Seventh Rank bear demon was still made of flesh and blood; being burned to ashes by the oil like that would reduce it to ashes.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed, and the bear demon leaped out of the deep trap with a howl.
It was covered in a lot of kerosene, and its body was engulfed in flames.
The scorching flames drove the bear demon into a frenzy; it roared and charged at the crowd.
The villagers around, armed with wooden guns, were terrified. Several villagers drew their hunting bows and fired arrows, which bounced off the bear demon.
Ordinary hunting bows are simply not enough to penetrate the bear demon's thick hide.
The villagers carrying wooden guns were even more frightened and hurriedly retreated.
As the bear demon, engulfed in flames, charged forward, the villagers could only wildly thrust their wooden spears at it.
The bear demon ignored all of that and charged into the crowd.
Facing the barrage of wooden spears, the bear demon shuddered, its fur bulging outwards with force, causing the spears that struck it to either break or bounce off.
The flames enveloping the bear demon were violently shaken and blasted away, transforming into hundreds of points of light.
The flames on the bear demon's body instantly went out, and it used the force of its frenzied outburst to charge into the crowd, causing those it hit to break bones and roll around on the ground.
In a single encounter, more than half of the hunters, consisting of over twenty adult men, were killed or wounded, leaving the rest to flee in panic.
Although Jin Chuan was some distance away, he could see quite clearly through the firelight.
Seeing how ferocious the bear demon was, he was also shocked; this thing was much, much more powerful than he had imagined.
The fire on the bear demon's body went out, and it regained some of its senses. Seeing a blurry piece of flesh at its feet, it opened its mouth to bite down.
Just then, a loud shout came from afar, "Demon, prepare to die!"
Before he could finish speaking, a ball of fire shot straight into the bear demon's face like an arrow.
The bear demon was somewhat sluggish after being injured, and could only close its eyes and lower its head to avoid the firelight.
A figure shot through the air, his long sword striking the bear demon like lightning.
Before the bear demon could react, the radiant blade had already pierced through its eye and into the back of its head.
The powerful True Qi surging on the sword blade instantly shattered the bear demon's brain.
The bear demon, unaware of what had happened, swayed its massive body and collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
The flames inside the trap were still burning, and in the firelight one could see the person who had come in wearing a blue Daoist robe and a headscarf, standing there with flowing sleeves, exuding an air of elegance and grace.
Jin Chuan was shocked to see this. He had long heard of Zhou Wuji's prowess, but this was the first time he had seen Zhou Wuji wield a sword in person.
His attack was truly as swift as thunder, and his divine power greatly shocked Jin Chuan.
Fang Boxiong couldn't help but nod, "Excellent Swordsmanship!"
He then scoffed, "What good is good Swordsmanship? We cultivators compete in cultivation level and Law Technique!"