I Don't Believe It

The black and white horses were only at the level of demon horses, which was obviously no match for the speed of the Nine Wind Demon King's attack.

The white horse's performance was slightly worse at night.

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the Nine Wind Demon King, who was running side by side. This constant relative speed made it seem as if they were not running at all.

This forced him to rein in his horse and come to a complete stop.

"I have a very good relationship with the Nine Spirits Lion," Zhang Xuezhou said. "If you don't believe me, you can ask the Venerable One at the Xieluosi River Holy Land!"

I don't believe it!

Zhang Xuezhou's cooperation made the Nine Winds Demon King slightly restrain his murderous intent, preventing him from delivering a fatal blow.

His eyes gleamed with a faint green light in the night, and the horrific wound from which half of his skull had been severed added to his menacing appearance.

The Nine Wind Demon King glanced at Zhang Xuezhou, then stuck out his blood-red tongue and licked it.

"I don't believe you have a good relationship with our eldest brother," said the Nine Winds Demon King. "And I don't want to go to the Xieluosi River Holy Land to verify it!"

"Let me put it this way, your older brother and I had a very pleasant chat the other day, and he even gave me some things as a token of our friendship!"

"What... hair... my older brother actually plucked all his own hair and gave it to you?"

Looking at the lion hair that Zhang Xuezhou had pulled out, the Nine Wind Demon King felt that this job was far too difficult.

Lion mane is common, but a lion mane that is one or two zhang long is rare, and to make a lion mane this golden in color, the Nine Wind Demon King could only think of the Lord of the Nine Spirits Holy Land.

"My eldest brother has always cherished his hair, once saying that he was the most handsome man in the Demon Race because of his golden hair, he..."

The Nine Wind Demon King couldn't understand why the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint would pluck his feathers; for someone as image-conscious as the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint, this was almost an impossible thing to do.

"You... you didn't hit my older brother, did you?"

If it's impossible for Nine Spirits Lion to pluck out his own hair and give it away, the rest is easy to guess.

"It must be you, the sorcerer, who cast a wicked spell to remove my elder brother's hair!" the Nine Wind Demon King gritted his teeth. "You even use hair for magic? This must be your medium for your Incantation Technique; you're here to harm my elder brother!"

"How could I possibly harm your older brother!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked stunned.

He hadn't expected that the Nine Winds Demon King's thought process was different from ordinary people; after he took out the evidence, the Demon King simply refused to acknowledge it.

Neither left nor right will work; the only solution is to kill him.

"I'm really not Hongku," Zhang Xuezhou said. "I was also harmed by Hongku. He used a disguise technique on me and even stuck a head of hair on my head!"

"If that's how you see it, then quickly revert to your original form so I can see just who you really are," said the Nine Winds Demon King.

"I can't break his disguise. I tried to wipe it off as hard as I could, but I couldn't get the stuff off his face. His hair is still stuck to my scalp, and it hurts when I pull it," Zhang Xuezhou explained.

"Do you think I'm a child?" the Nine Wind Demon King said unhappily. "You haven't disguised yourself at all. This is your true appearance. No matter how much you try to change it, you can't change it into anything else. Your hair is definitely still stuck to your scalp!"

"This is truly a curse combined with disguise," Zhang Xuezhou said. "He just wants me to draw attention to him and see who will attack him."

Zhang Xuezhou only realized something was amiss at this point.

Hongku used his appearance to go down the mountain and clear a landmine for him, perhaps by capturing some foolish monk or apprentice.

However, when Zhang Xuezhou descended the mountain in the guise of Hongku, he was also clearing landmines for Hongku.

The Venerables and Dharma Masters in the Sacred Land are forbidden from attacking Hongku for three years, but this does not include the prohibition against experts from other Sacred Land targeting Hongku.

Right now, they are the ones to take Hongku's life.

For a powerful and agile demon like the Nine Winds Demon King, the success rate of an assassination attempt at night is extremely high.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that he was constantly plagued by bad luck, a series of misfortunes.

If the "Tomb Classic" hadn't already fulfilled his wish, he would have wanted to recite it all the way back to the Great Han Dynasty.

"You have to believe me," Zhang Xuezhou said. "Your older brother even said I have guts; he thinks highly of me!"

"You really make me hard to believe!"

The Nine Winds Demon King brandished his twin swords.

He looked wary.

If the opponent could pluck the hairs of the Nine Spirits Demon King, then it could obviously pluck its own hairs as well, and even kill itself.

He felt a little uneasy at this moment.

It would have been better if they hadn't communicated. After communicating, he discovered that the difficulty of this mission had increased several levels again, and this was no longer a mission he should have been tasked with.

Whether he'll even get his pay is another matter; he might even lose his life.

"If you have any further questions, feel free to ask me. I will answer truthfully. I have always been a peace-loving person and have never liked fighting!"

Seeing the increasingly serious face of the Nine Winds Demon King, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but be horrified.

Of course he preferred peace, since he truly couldn't defeat the Nine Winds Demon King.

Just thinking about how the Buddha Master Shi Gong and the Nine Winds Demon King fought to the death, and how Shi Gong was nearly crippled before finally winning, made Zhang Xuezhou forget all about it.

No matter what, his skills are so poor, he is far from being a Buddhist disciple, and there is absolutely no way he could defeat the Nine Wind Demon King.

The opponent was riding a huge demon eagle, so he couldn't escape whether he rode on horseback or flew on wings.

"Peace-loving, and has never liked fighting?" The Nine Winds Demon King repeated his words, pondered for a few seconds, and then said solemnly, "You sound just like those bald monks from the Western Sect. They said the same thing back then, but when it comes to fighting demons, they're ruthless!"

"I am not a follower of the Western Sect!"

"Of course I know you're not from the Western Sect; you're the newly enthroned Venerable Hongku from the Yedie River Holy Land!"

I am not Hongku!

I don't believe it!

The Nine Winds Demon King shook his head repeatedly.

If Zhang Xuezhou hadn't been unable to use any special treasures and hadn't lacked Law Power fluctuations, he would have already launched a swift and fierce attack.

"I'm really not Hongku. Hongku isn't as weak as me," Zhang Xuezhou said. "Hongku is Sole Self Realm, while I'm just a minor cultivator used for disguise, my cultivation has only just reached the Consciousness Creation Realm!"

"I don't believe it," the Nine Wind Demon King shook his head. "Why would he ask you to disguise yourself, and why did you agree to his request? Even if you're not Hongku, you must have a close connection with Hongku. Dying by my blade wouldn't be unjust. Once I return your head, I'll definitely get the reward I'm owed!"

"But I have a really good relationship with Nine Spirits Lion, you can't kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

I don't believe it!

The unyielding Nine Winds Demon King shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he did not believe anything Zhang Xuezhou said.

If the opponent is Hongku, who can pluck out the hairs of the Nine Spirits Lion Saint, then he is clearly an extremely dangerous cultivator.

If the opponent is not Hongku and his cultivation level is truly low, then killing him would be easy.

Anyway, he did what he was told, and once he killed the other party and took his head, he wouldn't ask for less than the full reward he was owed.

From any perspective, the Nine Winds Demon King believed that this noisy human had no reason to live.