Her voice rose higher and higher, almost screaming: "They actually licked the stinky feet of the demon race!"
"Enough!" The sect leader rubbed his forehead, suppressing the sudden dizziness, and after a long while said, "Have someone keep an eye on things, and report back to me if anything happens. I... I'll think about it."
Why did things end up like this?
The head of the Six Harmonies Sect couldn't understand it at all.
Aren't demons always cold and independent? I heard that the previous demon king was killed by Bei Sining on the throne, and not a single demon stood up to grieve. They all wanted to quickly acknowledge the new king... Isn't that just like the demon race?
I've heard that the current protectors, Peacock and Celestial Fox, disagree with the Demon King and often clash. They've been waiting for the Demon King to fall from power so they could install their favorites in his place. Now that the Demon King is dead, they should be happy, so why are they seeking revenge?
Those lesser demons, regardless of their cultivation level or whether they were injured that night, all lingered outside the great formation, never leaving its side.
Why?
Is this how the demon race is?
Bei Sining is clearly dead!!!
His gaze drifted aimlessly towards the sky, his focus unfocused. He passed through the clouds, ascended the nine hundred and ninety-nine celestial steps, and floated away, finally arriving outside the protective mountain array.
The valley is lush and green, with wildflowers everywhere. Three thousand demons came from Beiyao Mountain and have been guarding this place for half a year.
A young man in white stood solemnly outside the barrier, leaning on a red-tasseled sword. Beside him stood a middle-aged man in unremarkable grey clothes.
“Strict teacher,” he asked, “how many days has it been?”
The Demon of the Qin said, "One hundred and ninety-two days."
“…It’s been so long.” The boy’s fingernails suddenly grew sharp points, then retracted as he silently endured it. He murmured, “I still haven’t been able to take revenge. The king must be angry.”
Tianhu's youngest son, Bai Li, has now grown into a capable young man. He has been leading the team to guard the mountain for half a year, and he has grown rapidly under heavy pressure. The scene of him rolling around and acting spoiled in the king's arms is still vivid in his mind, but it is now irreversible.
He still remembered the path covered with fallen flowers, the beautiful spring pavilion, and how he had slept soundly under the white gauze, with the king's unpleasant music playing in his ears.
Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.
Suddenly, a huge wave of sorrow surged up from her chest. Bai Li tightly closed her eyes, afraid of revealing her weakness.
Because his mother told him that when the king killed the previous demon king on the throne, he was only about his age now.
He has no right to be weak.
The Demon Qin said, "Your mother has brought her allies. Aren't you going to see them?"
Bai Li shook his head: "They will reach an agreement." He paused: "Master Yan, if the King finds out that we have formed an alliance with humans, will he be angry?"
After a long pause, the Demon of the Zither said, "I don't know."
"Humans hurt him deeply. If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to let it go. But back then, the hatred between the demon race and the human race was overwhelming, yet he still defied all opposition and chose to descend the mountain. If it were me, I couldn't do it either." The Qin Demon finally sighed, "I pride myself on my lifelong reputation, but I am not as brave and magnanimous as my student. My old eyes are failing, and I can't even see people clearly anymore. I regret it."
Several thousand demons were encamped in this valley, a truly magnificent sight from afar. After the incident, there was no cheering, no laughter.
They don't resemble the free and unrestrained demon race at all.
Meanwhile, the Celestial Fox and the Peacock were doing things that were contrary to the nature of the demon race. They cooperated with human sects that did not collude with the Six Harmonies Sect, promising to provide them with a hundred-year-old weapon-refining material free of charge if they sided with the demon race, and that after the Six Harmonies Sect was defeated, they would also plunder those resources.
The Six Harmonies Sect's actions were inherently immoral, and even the most shameless human would find it hard to say anything good about them.
Now that they had an excuse to stand on the side of justice and punish the defeated, and to be on good terms with the demon race, almost all the sects agreed on the spot.
And today is the day when the helpers from those sects will arrive.
The white pear tree stood in the howling wind, and the tall grass was blown into green waves.
With a deafening roar, countless spells slammed into the protective array of the mountain, whipping up a terrifying gale!
"ah--"
Ruofeng's face turned deathly pale; something was wrong with the great formation!
What happened? They just looted the sect's disciples' spirit stones, which should have been enough to last for three months... What happened?!
He didn't bother to hide his face and hurriedly ran out of the hall. Suddenly, the transparent membrane on the sea of clouds seemed to be hit by an iron hammer, wrinkling into a huge dent!
"..." Ruofeng was terrified, her mind went blank, and she almost lost the ability to think.
Oh no, who is going against them?!
With that kind of power, their formation definitely won't last long!
In his despair, he suddenly sensed a mysterious aura.
Ruofeng searched aimlessly for the source, and then, in a very short time, locked onto the wooden box containing the companion stone.
"...Brother Ning." Ruofeng's face suddenly flushed with a feverish red, and she shouted frantically, "It's Brother Ning, it must be him, he's come to save me!"
Author's Note: Cat Spirit: What kind of dream are you having?
Chapter 103
Ruofeng clutched the box stuffed with stones to her chest and scrambled out of the side hall.
The members of the Six Harmonies Sect spontaneously parted to make way for their young leader, who appeared to be insane. What was wrong with him? Had he completely gone mad?
Unaware of what others were thinking, Ruofeng ran all the way back to the sect leader's cave, shouting through the barrier, "Sect Leader! The Demon King isn't dead! He's not dead!"
The sect leader was rummaging through the protective magic treasures he had accumulated over the years in his cave when he heard these words. He was stunned, and then a chill ran down his spine.
He flicked his sleeve and instantly appeared outside the cave, shouting, "What did you say?!"
Ruofeng's face was filled with fervent joy: "He's not dead, it's true! I just sensed a fluctuation from his companion stone, he must have resonated with the stone somewhere... Sect Leader, aren't you happy?"
"Happy my foot!"
The head of the Six Harmonies Sect slammed down with a heavy palm strike, and Ruofeng covered her face, looking at her father in disbelief.
"...Father." His face was grim. "Why did you hit me?"
"Why did I hit you?!" The head of the Six Harmonies Sect felt a chill run down his spine from his son's sinister gaze, which was followed by an even greater surge of anger.
He roared, "The Demon King is dead, and we're already struggling to cope. What would we do if the Demon King hadn't died?! Wouldn't the Six Harmonies Sect be wiped out in an instant?!"
That's actually a bit of an exaggeration.
Bei Sining is strong, but she is at the same level as the head of the Six Harmonies Sect. Otherwise, Bei Yaoshan wouldn't have to be mindful of the whims of the human race and seek cooperation with them.
The Six Harmonies faction is now avoiding battle and struggling to survive. Firstly, they are unwilling to suffer losses and want to wait for reinforcements from their allies. Secondly, they have already lost morale.
They thought the enemy was leaderless and in a weakened state, but the demon king's self-destruction that day triggered a frenzied counterattack from the demons.
Those reckless attacks intimidated the disciples of the Six Harmonies Sect, who hurriedly activated the mountain-protecting formation to keep the demon race out.
Cultivators are fearless and defy the heavens. Once they become afraid and value their lives, it often means a series of defeats.
At this moment, the Six Harmonies Sect Leader had clearly forgotten that he, like the Demon King, was a powerful being. He was unharmed and possessed a multitude of magical treasures. The Demon King, on the other hand, had just self-destructed and couldn't possibly be at his peak. Even if he were alive, what was there to fear?
But he actually thought the Six Harmonies Sect would be wiped out.
Ruofeng, however, thought differently.
“Father, the Demon King wouldn’t do that,” Ruofeng said in a low voice.
"What?"
“He won’t go against us… He… was seriously injured, but he still struggled to come back, so he must have come to see me.”
The head of the Six Harmonies Sect was stunned.
“Think about it,” Ruofeng said softly, “He loved me so much that he was willing to put aside his thousand-year-old feud for me, marry a human, and give me a treasure like the Companion Stone… Even after I betrayed him, he would rather self-destruct than harm me! What other explanation could there be but that he still loves me!”
"But..." the Six Harmonies Sect Leader asked, bewildered, "Weren't you injured too?"
"But I didn't die!" Ruofeng gritted her teeth: "I was so close to him. If he hadn't deliberately controlled the self-destruction range, how could I have only suffered such minor injuries, and how could I have recovered in just six months!"
The sect leader's eyes lit up, and he immediately felt that it made sense. After considering the implications, he hesitated and said, "Yes..."
For experts at their level, self-destruction would cause the heavens and earth to shatter. If it weren't for the demon king's control, it's uncertain whether the Six Harmonies Sect's mountain would still be standing. How could it be like this now, with even the nearest peak, Ruofeng, still intact?
The sect leader was overjoyed, but looking at the young boy he had slapped, he felt a rare pang of guilt and asked with affection, "Does it hurt?"
Ruofeng sneered inwardly, but on the surface, she looked pitiful and shook her head with tears in her eyes.
The sect leader thought for a moment, then took out a bottle of top-grade healing medicine. Handing it to the young boy, he said, "Apply this to your face; it will heal quickly. Just be careful not to..."
What if the demon king appears and finds you unkempt? What if he thinks you're ugly and doesn't like you anymore?
A thought struck him, and he suddenly asked, "When will the Demon King appear?"
Ruofeng was stunned for a moment: "I... don't know."
The head of the Six Harmonies Sect: "………………"
The sect leader was nearly bursting with anger. "So you didn't know?"
"No, Father!" Ruofeng quickly added, "It certainly won't be too late. The companion stone can sense him, so it should be close to us!"
"Do you know how far the companion stone of the Fate Cat can sense? How far is 'not far' for them? You...you..."
The sect leader was exhausted and cursed several times. Just then, the barrier above his head was struck heavily again with a loud bang, and the two of them shrank back.
"...Get out." The sect leader's hands itched to hit someone, but he couldn't bring himself to do it when he thought of the man's face. He was about to leave in frustration. Then he turned back and instructed, "When that stone makes any noise, come and inform me."
Ruofeng nodded obediently.
This matter quickly spread throughout the Six Harmonies Sect.
The outer barrier was still under continuous attack, and the disciples were all worried. Many of them had begun to rummage through their most treasured storage bags, looking for magical artifacts that could save their lives.
Although they were disciples of the Six Harmonies Sect, when disaster struck, who wouldn't want to flee for their own lives?
Thinking about his precarious life, he felt a deep resentment towards the sect leader and that troublemaking senior brother Ruofeng.
Some unsuspecting lower-level disciples, who had never even heard of the plan, were implicated by the sect and wished they could kill that senior brother.
What could be so unsatisfactory about someone of average talent becoming a Daoist partner with a demon king?
Why do they have to do this when they can just enjoy their lives? Even though they are not demons, they must feel bad for them too.
At that moment, they suddenly heard that Senior Brother Ruofeng had received news that the Demon King was not dead, was coming back, and was going to help their Six Harmonies Sect.
The son of a talented elder was in the deacon's hall when he heard this. He picked at his ear and asked the person next to him, "Did I hear that right?"
The disciples of the Hall of Affairs shook their heads one after another: "Senior Brother Zhao, you heard right, that's really what they said."