thefictionvixens Chapter 525 - 307: News from the Wilderness, Hu Shiqi
Chapter 525 - 307: News from the Wilderness, Hu Shiqi
The Scripture of the Three Emperors is considered one of the mother Martial Arts of the Human Race, and most of contemporary Martial Arts were created with reference to it. Many Martial Saints will read the Scripture of the Three Emperors multiple times before breaking through.
Feng Hua, with a heart full of anticipation, began to immerse his Heart Spirit into the Golden Data, sensing the scene of the Three Emperors’ Discussion of Dao.
Wei Fan left the room and found a spot by the window outside to eat.
Zilan City is different from ordinary cities. Liya has told him that this is a city of martial artists, belonging to the nearby Holy Sect Zilan Sect.
It’s said that this used to be just a barren land, but with the appearance of the Zilan Sect establishing its presence locally, families of disciples who joined Zilan Sect settled and multiplied here, eventually developing into the city of five to six million people it is today, becoming the favored trading hub for martial artists within a radius of thousands of miles.
In the small tavern, Wei Fan’s gaze swept casually, spotting either Divine Realm Martial Sect members or Martial Venerable ones, with even several Martial Kings present, rare as they are in the Wilderness, seemingly quite common here.
Upon careful thought, it makes sense, given that Martial Kings can live for one or two thousand years without issue. Thousands of years of accumulation coupled with no lack of cultivation environment and techniques would surely accrue a number of Martial Kings.
If not for the unfavorable environment of the Wilderness, there wouldn’t be so few Martial King powerhouses.
"I really want to live in the Wilderness for a while, once the Dao Collapse is over, my cultivation could soar!"
"Stop dreaming. Without a Martial Saint background, trying to cross the Dao Collapse Barrier is just a dead end!"
"Even offering top-level Martial King Divine Soldiers as barter won’t get you a safe crossing through the Dao Collapse Barrier."
"Nowadays, without connections, it’s best not to go. I heard that a few days ago, a Demon Saint powerhouse entered the Wilderness."
"Are those Demon Saints so impatient? Seems like our Human Race Martial Saints haven’t even entered the Wilderness yet."
"You know nothing! It’s said that all the Demon Kings who previously entered the Wilderness perished, prompting these Demon Saints to rush in."
"Where there are Demon Saints, there must be Demon Hunter Organization Martial Saints. Human Race Martial Saints should have entered the Wilderness as well; that heavenly beam of light must be significant, even Martial Saints can’t sit still."
"Who has such skill, killing all the Demon Kings entering the Wilderness? In the current environment of the Wilderness, there shouldn’t be many masters."
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Listening to the tavern chatter, Wei Fan felt somewhat unsettled.
The commotion when the relics appeared was discovered even by the outside world, causing some Demon Saints to start entering the Wilderness.
"Did all the Demon Kings die? Looks like Wei Zhenwu and the others wiped out all the Demon Kings outside!"
Considering the Demon Saints entering, they would be suppressed to the Demon King First Layer; should he go back to eliminate some Demon Saints?
Wei Fan pondered with some interest; he was quite intrigued by the idea of slaying Demon Saints.
"Even if Demon Saints are suppressed to the Demon King First Layer, they won’t be the same as suppressed Martial Kings, plus their Holy Soldiers are self-tempered, making them easier to wield. Killing Demon Saints won’t be easy."
He calmed down a bit, knowing that even if he relied on the Human Emperor Bell to kill a couple of Demon Saints, he couldn’t finish them all.
Once the Demon Saints become alert, the Wilderness will become a wasteland.
Ordinary Demon Kings being suppressed to Demon King First Layer is not at all the same concept as Demon Saints being suppressed to Demon King First Layer.
This he was very clear about; Demon Saints’ cultivation would be suppressed, but their Holy Soldiers wouldn’t.
Once Demon Saints fully unleash the power of their Holy Soldiers, it would undoubtedly be an earth-shattering event.
"No masters, how could all Demon Kings entering the Wilderness be killed? That’s the place where Qi Daozhen attained Dao, don’t underestimate it."
"Indeed there are masters; my cousin told me, ten days ago, several Martial Kings returned from the Wilderness, bringing news that the Martial Kings in the Wilderness recently swept through all Demon Fiends with unparalleled Momentum, leaving the Wilderness now dominated by humans alone, with Demon Fiends practically extinct!"
"So fierce? Although we have a heap of masters here, we’re still letting Demon Fiends rampage, while the people from the Wilderness managed this; quite terrifying indeed."
On the second floor of the tavern, a young man in white sat, with red lips and white teeth, sword eyebrows and bright eyes, a Jade Token crafted from Divine Jade hanging at his waist.
Clearly a noble family offspring, standing behind him were not only two guards but also a pretty maid pouring wine.
He took a bite of food before slowly putting down his chopsticks and looking at the group discussing, saying, "You think that’s fierce? That’s thoughtless!
During the imminent end of the Dao Collapse, slaughtering tens of thousands of Demon Fiends, once the Dao Collapse is over, it’s unlikely the Demon Saints wouldn’t sweep through the Wilderness. These individuals will become the sinners of the Human Race."
Immediately, upon hearing this, someone looked displeased at the young man in white: "Have you been bowing too long? People are slaying demons and banishing devils, performing deeds for the Human Race. How come from your mouth, they’re sinners?"
The young man in white glanced at the speaker and said, "Did I say anything wrong? The Demon Race isn’t just there waiting to be slaughtered; with so many Demon Fiends dead, eventually Demon Saints will rise. Many deaths will be unavoidable; they are causing countless deaths, aren’t they sinners?"
Hearing the young man’s words displeased others, one voiced, "The second rule of the Demon Hunter Organization is to slay demons and banish devils without worrying about consequences. Thus our Human Race has been able to continue to fight against Demon Fiends over endless ages, making Demon Fiends dare not wantonly harm humans. Who do you think you are, daring to question the decisions of our ancestors."
The young man’s face darkened: "You talk as if it’s easy, but when life is devastated, you’ll understand the consequences; it’s easy to speak while standing, not feeling pain in the waist, as the dead won’t be you."
Speaking thus, a strand of Martial King aura swept over the tavern from him, and immediately no one dared to speak further.
In this world, more often than not, it’s not about reason but strength—whoever has the greater strength is right.
Just like the powerful ancestor of the Human Race who founded the Demon Hunter Organization, because of his unparalleled strength, he declared that when Demon Hunters slay demons and fiends, they need not worry about the consequences. For countless years, this has been the guiding principle for all Demon Hunters.
Now, as he releases the aura of a Martial King, no one in the tavern dares to argue with him, and this is precisely the reason why.
The young man in white secretly nodded with pride, very satisfied with this result.
But suddenly, a voice unexpectedly rang out: "How do you know that the Demon Saint will certainly retaliate?"
The young man in white glanced over and saw that the speaker was a young man in green sitting by the window, looking only about seventeen or eighteen years old.
Everyone else also looked toward the young man in green by the window. The audacity to refute someone who displayed the cultivation of a Martial King made everyone nervous for him.
"Is it the recklessness of youth?"
The young man in white raised his eyebrows: "Kid, the nature of demon fiends is known to all, do we need to spell it out?"
Wei Fan nodded: "Indeed, since you’re a demon fiend yourself, no one knows demon fiends better than you!"
[Hu Shiqi: Demon King First Layer, Fox Race Demon King, has devoured countless humans]
[Killing him will yield 100,000 years of ordinary power, 100 years of Martial King power]
He glanced at the panel. Initially, he hadn’t noticed there were demon fiends in the tavern, but once the other party spoke and engaged in debate with those discussing, he looked up to the second floor and discovered the true identity of this young man in white was a Fox Race Demon King.
After all, he couldn’t possibly go around checking if everyone was a human or demon fiend for no reason, and the fact that this fox demon had disguised so well that even Wei Fan couldn’t discern it on his own—only with the panel’s prompt did he unveil the truth.
"What, he’s a demon fiend?"
"No wonder he spoke like that, turns out a beast snuck into our Human Race city!"
"This is a Demon King, quickly call for the Zilan Sect’s powerhouses to exorcise and eliminate it."
"Such audacity! Do they think the Human Race is without powerhouses, that they dare sneak into Zilan City?"
...
As soon as Wei Fan spoke, everyone in the tavern was astounded.
Boom!
Indeed, some timid individuals immediately used their lightweight skills to dash out of the tavern, distancing themselves from the young man in white.
"How did this young man see through it? Better not be false accusations—arguing is one thing, but falsely accusing a Martial King of being a demon fiend is akin to courting death."
"It’s commendable for a young man to be eager and righteous, but he better know his limits; a Martial King isn’t someone you can accuse at will."
Of course, not everyone trusted Wei Fan, after all, he appeared too young and still looked very innocent.
With so many experts unable to see through the young man in white’s disguise as a demon fiend, how could a seventeen or eighteen-year-old have such ability?
If the disguise of demon fiends were so easily penetrated, they wouldn’t dare to saunter into Human Race cities, especially one like Zilan City.
Hu Shiqi’s hand, which was holding the wine cup, trembled, but his expression remained unchanged. He put down the wine cup and his demeanor turned icy: "Kid, speaking recklessly comes at a grave cost; falsely accusing this king of being a demon fiend, have you lived long enough?"
As he spoke, he unleashed an immense, vigorous aura of qi blood from his body to prove to others that he was not of demon fiend origin.
"It’s impossible that he’s a demon fiend!"
"Such a powerful essence of vitality, indeed he is a Martial King of our Human Race!"
...
Several Martial Venerables spoke out, and even a Martial King confirmed that Hu Shiqi wasn’t a demon fiend. Suddenly, those who intended to notify Zilan Sect’s experts to exorcise were halted.
"Young man, if you have evidence, please present it. We won’t stand idly by, but if you lack it, we won’t be able to assist you either!"
Someone spoke up, after all, the disguise tactics of demon fiends are treacherous, and a situation where even a Martial King cannot discover it is not unprecedented. Thus, they asked Wei Fan to provide evidence.
If Wei Fan couldn’t provide evidence, they would be hard-pressed to protect him.
Wei Fan glanced at those who believed Hu Shiqi wasn’t a demon fiend: "Don’t assume demon fiends are idiots. Do you think they’d dare walk into Human Race cities if they were so easily exposed just by releasing a bit of qi blood?"
"Then provide your evidence!" someone shouted.
"There is indeed evidence, right on this beast’s person!"
Hu Shiqi’s face darkened with a murderous intent: "What evidence is there on me?"
He felt uneasy inside; even at this point, the person before him was still adamant he was a demon fiend, had they truly seen through something?
Wei Fan stood up: "There’s plenty of evidence on you, the simplest being to slay you and reveal your true form."