Chapter 121

The Daoist priests hurried over, but before they could comprehend Ke Xingzhou's words, they saw the purple figure standing amidst the ruins in the room, and their faces all changed.

Daoist Qian called out with certainty to the demon: "Asura!"

There was a rustling sound around them, and the Daoist priests quickly drew out their magic tools, preparing for battle.

Zhu Chu flipped through his meager knowledge of mysticism but couldn't recall what kind of evil spirit the familiar name "Asura" represented. He couldn't help but ask, "What is Asura? Is it very strong?"

The Daoist priests fell silent for a moment, too distracted to question the Xianyao Sect's teachings. Daoist Qian quickly explained, "Asura is a race of demon gods in Buddhist texts, one of the six realms, representing jealousy. They like to stir up conflict and war."

"I see," Zhu Chu nodded, showing no shame for his lack of knowledge.

It was normal for a Daoist disciple to not be familiar with Buddhist references. However, now that he understood, some things made sense.

"So, he insulted Frog Brother purely out of jealousy, right?" Zhu Chu sized up Asura and shook his head in pity. "Such a good-looking young man, how did his aesthetics get so twisted?"

Asura: "?"

Green Toad: "Hey? No, explain yourself clearly..."

While Green Toad rambled on, he had already realized from the Daoist priests' attitude that this demon was difficult to deal with. As he spoke, he started to back away, stretching his legs to withdraw: "I'll talk to you about this later. Since you guys have other things to do, I'll leave first. We'll talk next time if we meet..."

However, Asura was clearly after him, and there was no way he would let him escape so easily.

Asura's cold gaze swept over him. With a flick of his finger, Green Toad was frozen in place as if something had bound him.

He laughed grimly: "Humans... Hahaha, humans, such a vile species, after ten thousand years, still so foolish and detestable. And you, ugly frog! Do you think our demons are gluttons, just taking anything without care?!"

The Daoist priests: "?"

Hey, wait a minute. Saying what you want is one thing, but dragging our Daoist beast into this is too much!

Just as Asura finished speaking, he raised his hand with a motion.

Dozens of abstract dark figures suddenly appeared, gathering behind Asura, like cheering onlookers, roaring in unison.

The Daoist priests' faces changed again: "...Moros!"

Moros were the lowest and most numerous type of demon in the demon clan, usually treated as soldiers or even food by higher-ranking demons. However, due to the physical advantages of the demon race, even these low-level demons were still stronger than ordinary cultivators.

The Daoist priests' faces turned pale, especially those who had heard about the terrifying nature of demons.

At present, the Daoist priests were almost just ordinary people with better physical health, not even true cultivators.They were already struggling to deal with a single Asura, let alone the numerous Moros whose strength was likely not far behind their own.

The Daoist priests immediately took out their talisman papers and magic tools, chanting spells without pause. However, they could hardly withstand the pressure of the Moros' aura, and their talismans were quickly torn apart, their figures visibly shaking.

The Moros were all grotesque in appearance, but most of them still resembled humans. Seeing this, they burst into loud laughter, slapping their bellies with a resounding smack.

Everyone was so scared by the scene that they nearly lost their composure. Green Toad, in particular, was trembling. If it weren't for being bound by a restriction, he would probably have run away already.

To his surprise, even at this moment, the two young Daoists from the Xianyao Sect stood completely still, not even retreating a step. One of them, who seemed clueless and useless, even stepped forward to block.

Green Toad was confused.

As a creature who had seen a bit of the world, he was nearly scared out of his wits, yet the two young Daoists from Xianyao Sect were unmoved? They must have been so terrified that they had lost all sense of reason.

Just as he was thinking this, he looked up and saw Zhu Chu pinching his nose, complaining, "How long has it been since you brushed your teeth? Your breath is pretty strong! Pay more attention to personal hygiene when you go back!"

Green Toad: "…"

The laughter of the Moros abruptly stopped, and they turned to look at the source of the sound, only to find that the speaker was an ordinary human with no visible aura.

This human, not even capable of threatening them, was filthy all over, except for his eyes which looked somewhat decent. He was the kind of inferior two-legged sheep that even the Moros wouldn't touch.

This lowly source of meat actually dared to mock them!

The Moros were furious. They roared loudly again and charged at Zhu Chu with great momentum.

Zhu Chu was clearly startled and couldn't help but step back two paces. However, Ke Xingzhou, standing in front of him, seemed completely unaware of the danger and, instead of retreating, slowly fumbled in his pocket, pulling out a few talismans to examine.

The Daoist priests' faces turned pale: "Daoist Zhu! Daoist Ke! Don't just stand there, run!"

"It's over, it's over! Daoist Ke must not know how terrifying these demons are, thinking they're just ordinary evil spirits!"

"Everyone, help quickly!"

Before they could finish speaking, they saw the Moros, who had surrounded them, suddenly stop. Then, for some unknown reason, they began to shout and run away in a flurry.

The group was stunned. Looking through the gap they left, they saw Zhu Chu covering his mouth and nose, looking as though he was suffocating from the stench. Beside him, Ke Xingzhou had just withdrawn his hand, a few talismans floating in front of him.

The golden light of Daoist magic appeared around the talismans, quickly burning them away until only a small residue was left, which was blown away by the whirlwind created by the demon's movements.

The Daoist priests were stunned.

Having cultivated to their level, they were familiar with various Daoist arts, but none of them recognized the effects of the talismans Ke Xingzhou had used.

The energy fluctuations from the talismans, when activated, strangely resembled the aura emitted by the demons.

But the demons had been sealed for ten thousand years, and the methods to deal with them had gradually been lost over this long period of time!

The talismans they had just used to deal with the Moros were the kind used for ordinary evil spirits, and they had never considered that there were still spells for demons that had survived.

One of the Daoists stopped in his tracks, glanced at Zhu Chu, and thought to himself, this disciple of Xianyao Sect didn’t even recognize Asura earlier, yet Ke Xingzhou could immediately pull out so many talismans for dealing with demons?

But then he thought again, Zhu Chu was just a disciple after all, and he had only recently joined Xianyao Sect. He probably hadn't learned much...

Just as they were thinking this, the Moros, having recovered from their initial shock, followed Asura's command and once again charged toward Ke Xingzhou with great momentum.The Taoist priests initially thought that Ke Xingzhou still had more talismans for dealing with the demon race. They slowed their movements slightly, wanting to observe and learn from Ke Xingzhou's methods of dealing with the demons so they wouldn't make things worse.

The demons, having just suffered a setback, became cautious when they saw Ke Xingzhou raise his hand. They instinctively halted their steps and even took two steps back to enter a defensive posture.

Unexpectedly, Ke Xingzhou suddenly extended his hand towards the person beside him. "Hand."

"Huh? Oh, okay." Zhu Chu, still somewhat confused by his master's request for assistance, subconsciously offered his hand. He couldn't help but wonder if his master was going to draw a talisman with his blood, like last time with his junior brother.

Recalling his junior brother's actions, Zhu Chu was about to move closer behind Ke Xingzhou, wanting to mimic the same pose. However, as soon as he extended his hand, Ke Xingzhou looked at him and froze.

Turning around, Ke Xingzhou saw his eldest disciple behind him and instinctively avoided his embrace. His gaze swept around and soon fixed on the Green Toad.

Green Toad: "?"

The next second, a sharp pain struck the wound on Green Toad's back.

He cried out loudly, "Gua!" as he saw Ke Xingzhou begin drawing a talisman with his own blood and venom on the talisman paper.

Green Toad was furious, about to lash out, but was held in place by Zhu Chu’s foot.

Zhu Chu glanced at Green Toad's back, covered in sticky fluid, and, unable to look any longer, turned his gaze away, saying with a sour tone, "Be content. My master didn't even mind you."

His master didn't even use his blood!

Green Toad: "……？？？"

Both the Taoist priests and the demons were stunned. Who would have thought Ke Xingzhou didn’t have any talismans left and just started using whatever materials he could find on the spot?

Only the Asura, seething with rage, shouted at the demons, "What are you waiting for? Kill them!"

The demons, crowded together, moved forward again, but Ke Xingzhou had already finished drawing the talisman. The talisman paper, now stained with the blood of the creature, lacked some of the usual Taoist spiritual power, but the added demonic energy made it more powerful.

The gold light with a faint green hue spread out like ripples on water, instantly sending the demons at the edges of the ripple flying. Demon blood splattered everywhere.

Demons, too, can feel fear. The burning pain spread across their skin, and the more timid demons dared not move forward. Despite the Asura’s repeated urging, they only shuffled forward two steps and then screamed in fear.

The Asura, seething with anger, heard the noisy voice beside him: "Ah! Ah! I got blood on me. I won’t turn into a demon, will I?!"

Zhu Chu, genuinely concerned about his future, wiped off the dark purple liquid. After removing it, there was no trace left on his skin, and he didn’t feel any transformation.

He patted his chest in relief.

"Luckily, luckily. Speaking of which, even if it’s a virus, it needs a wound to enter, right? A group of primitive demons can’t be more powerful than a virus."

The Taoist priests: "…"

The Taoist priests were stunned. This wasn’t just something the Asura would be upset by—hearing it made them feel like they were doomed.

As expected, the Asura was enraged and laughed in anger: "Primitive demons? Not as strong as a virus? Fine, little human, you will pay for what you just said!"

Furious, the Asura's demonic energy exploded. The whole demon body rose into the air, rushing directly toward Zhu Chu and Ke Xingzhou.

The Asura arched his back, and large lumps the size of human heads immediately bulged on his once-flat back. These lumps gradually stretched out, slowly forming the shape of four arms.He now resembled the six-armed demon god once worshipped in the main hall of the Jiulong Temple, with three faces and six arms growing from the same head. His faces no longer resembled normal human features, instead sprouting fangs, staring viciously at the two prey in front of him.

His thick, muscular arm swung casually, and the wall of the inn was smashed out with a huge hole, as if it were made of paper.

The oppressive force from the higher-ranking demon race was clearly not something the lowly demons could compare to. Even the Taoist priests nearby felt a suffocating pressure that almost crushed their bodies.

As for Ke Xingzhou and Zhu Chu, who were at the center of the storm, their expressions changed. Ke Xingzhou, who had always appeared calm and collected, finally showed a shift in his demeanor, and Zhu Chu also displayed a look of pain.

Zhu Chu couldn’t speak.

It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that the demon in front of him was truly the kind of terrifying existence capable of destroying the world, as described in myth and legend, while he was just a mere mortal.

His master was also a mortal. No matter how profound his cultivation, he would still be unable to fully protect him against a demon capable of rivaling gods.

Scenes from his past flashed through Zhu Chu’s mind in an instant, like a carousel of memories. The last thought that appeared was that he hadn’t finished reading his copy of Shan Hai Jing—and seeing the current situation, with divine beasts appearing, perhaps the strange creatures in Shan Hai Jing really did exist!

As he thought about this, he wasn’t sure if it was his imagination, but the pressure on his body seemed to suddenly lessen.

The intense, burning sensation that had made his skin feel like it was on fire was suddenly replaced by a cool breath.

He blinked and opened his eyes, seeing his master’s not-so-tall figure blocking in front of him. His master's dark hair was blown back by the fierce wind, and his robes fluttered, yet he stood firm and unwavering, blocking all the attacks aimed at him.

Zhu Chu’s eyes gleamed with a strange light. "Master..."

As his voice fell, Ke Xingzhou grabbed Ashura’s arm.

Zhu Chu: "…?"

Ashura: "???"

Ashura froze for a moment.

As a half-step demon god, he had never expected to be stopped by a human, especially since the human seemed weaker than him, with thin arms and legs that wouldn’t even be enough to get stuck between his teeth.

But that’s exactly what happened. Ke Xingzhou held Ashura's arm tightly and then, with a sudden force, Ashura felt a massive impact. The scene before him spun, and pain immediately shot through his back.

The young human’s fist was strangely powerful, landing with a solid thud, and there was a strange burning sensation.

Ashura could clearly feel his demon god energy slipping away, and a boundless pain and fear of death surged within him. He could no longer threaten or say anything, instead screaming and struggling wildly.

Ke Xingzhou, however, didn’t care about Ashura’s counterattacks. His weak body erupted with unbelievable strength, and he pressed Ashura’s head from behind, pounding his fist onto his skull.

Demons didn’t have any merits to speak of. If they had ever done anything meritorious, they wouldn’t have been sealed under a demon-suppressing array for tens of thousands of years.

Thus, Ke Xingzhou was particularly pleased with this fight. He swung his fist without hesitation, no longer worrying about whether the heavens would suddenly reverse and start protecting Ashura again.

He could even hear the sound of the "Merit ATM" app icon on his phone in his pocket, with the black-and-white wooden fish going "da-da-da"—

Merit +1!

Merit +1!!

Merit! +1!!

Ke Xingzhou’s eyes lit up with excitement as he continued to punch, and by the end, the Taoist priests were no longer concerned about Ashura’s retaliation but instead began to worry about Ashura’s fate."Ke Daoist, Ke Daoist, take it easy, don't hit too hard..." Daoist Qian even started speaking on behalf of Asura, "If you kill him, we won't have anyone to interrogate!"

Ke Xingzhou, in the heat of the moment, didn’t listen at all. The Daoists were too afraid to approach the battlefield and could only hope that Asura was tough enough not to be killed too easily by Ke Xingzhou.

A few minutes ago, who would have thought that the mighty half-step demon god Asura would be held down and beaten by a human Daoist?

When Nie Chen drove overnight to the inn, he saw a large hole in the wall of the third floor and Ke Xingzhou punching and kicking a purple figure in the room.

Nie Chen: "..."

His expression changed, and he quickly went upstairs to join the Daoists.

Daoist Qian saw him and seemed to have found a savior, finally relaxing his expression. "You must be the second disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect? Quickly, try to persuade your master to stop, if he keeps going, this demon will die!"

Nie Chen: "…?"

Demon?

Nie Chen glanced at the purple demon in the room, not immediately able to tell if the purple color was the demon's natural skin tone or a result of being beaten by Ke Xingzhou.

However, Ke Xingzhou’s current condition was clearly strange. He didn’t say anything, took off his jacket, and quickly walked into the room.

Zhu Chu even tried to stop him: "Junior, don’t go over there, Master can’t hear anything right now, it would be bad if you get hurt..."

Before his words finished, Nie Chen directly walked to Ke Xingzhou's side and, without hesitation, grabbed Ke Xingzhou’s wrist.

It was strange—Ke Xingzhou's previously thunderous punches that struck the demon with immense force stopped right after Nie Chen grabbed his wrist. Not only did Nie Chen remain unharmed, but Ke Xingzhou also seemed to have regained his composure.

Ke Xingzhou looked up at Nie Chen, then at Asura, who had been beaten so badly that even his own mother wouldn’t recognize him. He felt inexplicably guilty and stood up following Nie Chen’s pull.

But as soon as he stood up, he couldn’t resist and kicked Asura, saying, "That’s for bullying my disciple!"

Nie Chen glanced coldly at Asura, his icy gaze sweeping over Zhu Chu as well.

Zhu Chu: "?"

Wait, why did the look in my junior’s eyes suddenly become so fierce when he looked at me, the victim?

Did he forget to switch modes?

Nie Chen retracted his gaze, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped the purple blood off Ke Xingzhou's hand. When he saw that Ke Xingzhou’s hand was unharmed, he let out a soft sigh.

He furrowed his brows as he looked at Asura on the ground, and at the nearby Mo Luo, who had gathered together and were bleating in fear. Finally, his gaze fell on the group of venerable Daoists who, for some unknown reason, were standing far away from the battlefield.

"Can someone tell me what happened here?"

The Daoists seemed to wake up from a daze, realizing that they had been standing too far from the battle, and all stepped forward.

Daoist Qian briefly explained what had happened, but he wasn’t sure why Asura and Mo Luo appeared here.

For that part, the parties involved would have to explain.

Everyone’s eyes turned toward Ke Xingzhou, Zhu Chu, and the green toad.The latter finally gained freedom when Asura was being beaten, rolling and crawling into the corner of the room, not sure how he ended up squished together with the group of Mo Luo.

At this moment, hearing someone speak up for him, he immediately jumped out and said, "This Asura! He's jealous that I'm more handsome than him and wants to force me into prostitution!!!"

Nie Chen then noticed there was also a green toad in the room.

Upon hearing the green toad’s accusation, his gaze swept over the toad’s appearance, which looked like an ordinary toad, then glanced at the three faces that were swollen into pig heads, barely recognizable as human.

Nie Chen: "..."

He fell into a deep silence.

Nie Chen directly skipped the topic, saying, "I met people from the Special Incident Handling Bureau on the way, they’ll be here soon."

The Daoists, hearing this, felt relieved. They had finally come; if they hadn’t, they feared there wouldn’t be many left here soon.

Given the current situation, the possibility of the demon race being completely wiped out seemed higher.

When Asura heard the term "Special Incident Handling Bureau," his almost lifeless body moved slightly.

The Mo Luo in the corner seemed to sense something too. They stopped trembling and bleating, all looking at Asura with fearful, pleading expressions.

Then Asura's body began to swell, growing as tall as a floor, with six arms reaching into the corner. The Mo Luo he had summoned fell into his hands, one by one, as he grabbed them and devoured them.

Meanwhile, Asura’s aura grew more dangerous, and his destructive power increased with every move. A slight swipe of his hand destroyed buildings, exposing the steel and cement beneath the wooden surfaces.

The destructive power made everyone’s expression change in fear.

Asura’s power surged, and lowering his head, he started to chuckle: "Humans, you have completely angered me. Today, no one will be able to save you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, it abruptly stopped.

Ke Xingzhou had no idea when he broke free from Nie Chen’s grip, but he slapped Asura on the head.

Zhu Chu’s voice strangely synchronized with Ke Xingzhou’s actions: "Let’s see you act tough, let’s see you act tough! Try acting again!"

Asura couldn’t understand. He had used forbidden techniques to forcibly break the seal and restored almost all his strength from his peak, so why could this human still beat him??

After feeling bewildered, he experienced an unprecedented humiliation and glared at the humans around him who were watching him with amusement, unable to stop himself from howling towards the sky: "Roar—"

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he was slapped on the head again.

From a few rooms away, a roar came from An He Guang, who was sleeping: "Do you have any public decency? It’s late at night, and you’re still disturbing people’s sleep?!"

Ke Xingzhou remained expressionless: "Did you hear that? Be quiet!"

Asura: "…………"

Wuu...