Chapter 141

Published: August 15, 2026 | By SpringDay

Zhu Chu also saw the Moruo with abnormally powerful jumping abilities and was instantly shocked: “What the… what the hell! Fleas became spirits!”

The Taoist priests: “……”

Such a terrifying demon army, yet in Zhu Chu’s mouth they became "flea spirits." The priests present were all speechless.

But, shamefully enough, after hearing this and looking up again, it really was hard not to associate those Moruo with flea spirits.

They really did look a bit like that…

That fleeting thought passed through their minds, but the Taoist priests quickly tensed up, suddenly realizing something: “This is bad, these Moruo didn’t conceal their presence at all!”

Everyone froze for a moment, then their expressions changed drastically: “This is bad!”

The sudden appearance of the Moruo—if this news spread, it could throw the entire world into chaos!

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Bang! Bang! Bang!!

“Ahhhh! Monsters!!”

Dozens of Moruo rampaged recklessly through the traffic, making no effort to hide their true forms. Instead, they deliberately approached and tried to scare the humans inside the cars.

Hearing the terrified screams of humans, the Moruo burst into laughter: “Afraid, aren’t you? Tremble in fear! Humans fear the demon race! The demon race is the true ruler of this world!”

“Submit to the demon race! The Demon Ancestor will grant you eternal life!”

The Moruo were beyond ecstatic, delighting in causing chaos among the crowds. They hung their heads upside down with hideous grins and laughed maniacally.

Some Moruo even used their extra arms to grab the car windows, stomping on the roofs and shaking the vehicles violently.

Hearing the terrified screams from inside the cars as expected, the Moruo laughed even more wildly, closing their eyes in ecstasy, ready to savor the fear and panic from the humans.

They took a deep breath—

Only to hear a “hiss hiss,” and their breathing suddenly halted as they began coughing uncontrollably.

“Cough! Cough! Cough cough cough!! Wh-what’s going on?! What’s that smell!!”

The confused Moruo opened their eyes, only to see that the person who had been screaming earlier had somehow rolled down the window and was now holding a bottle in their hand, furiously pressing down on the pump nozzle.

“You damned brat with no manners! Stepping on my car like you’re some big shot, and touching my sign like you’ve got a death wish! Get down here! Come on! I’ll spray you to death with this bottle of pepper spray! Apologize right now!!”Moruo: “???”

Coincidentally, the other Moruo were also suffering defeats to varying degrees.

All around came waves of angry shouting—

“Goddammit! I just bought this car! You stomped dents into it! Don’t run, you freak! Think you’re edgy or something? Hand over your guardian’s number!”

“What are you staring at? Huh? I’m asking you, what were you looking at just now with your head down? Come here! Let’s settle this!”

“Hello, police? There’s a group of street punks doing parkour in the middle of the road! Hurry and come arrest them!”

Moruo: “?????”

Weren’t humans supposed to be terrified of demons, feeding them an endless supply of delicious fear and hatred?

Before the Moruo could even react, a bunch of people got out of their cars nearby. After rummaging through their cars and on themselves for a bit, they suddenly started throwing things at them.

The Heavenly Demon, mingling among the Moruo, suddenly felt something hit his head—it went black before his eyes.

Immediately afterward, a foul stench hit him, nearly knocking him unconscious.

The Heavenly Demon reached up and pulled something soft off his head. Upon closer inspection, it even had a clearly visible human footprint on it.

—It was, unmistakably, a heartfelt greeting in the form of a stinky sock from a long-haul truck driver.

As the driver hurled it, he cursed: “You wanna die or what?! Crashing into my truck? You know how much I’ll have to pay?!”

Heavenly Demon: “…………?”

After all these years, how had the once timid and cowardly humans become this… savage?

The Heavenly Demon was completely dumbfounded, helplessly enduring the barrage of garbage.

Surrounded by intense anger, the Moruo also began to question their existence. Shivering, they returned to the Heavenly Demon’s side: “Lord Heavenly Demon, this isn’t how we imagined it would go…”

The Heavenly Demon was thinking the same thing. Back in the southwest, the lower-level demon gods had reported a completely different situation, hadn’t they?

But as time passed, the humans only grew more furious, even more aggressive than the demons themselves. Some of them even looked ready to start a fight. Furious and doubtful, the Heavenly Demon began to suspect the ones who had reported to him earlier.

Could there have been traitors among them?!

Unfortunately, all the demon gods who had stirred up trouble in the southwest had been wiped out in one sweep, and there had been no news since. The Heavenly Demon couldn’t confirm whether the earlier reports were true or not.

Still, that didn’t stop him from getting angry.

He, the mighty Grand General of the Demon Realm, one of the Four Demon Gods under the Demon King, had actually been humiliated by mere humans!

His eyes glinted with killing intent as he looked at the humans. The Moruo behind him, sensing his mood, also bared their claws at the humans and let out furious roars.

The true forms of demons were not aesthetically pleasing like some other races.

Higher demon gods could alter their appearance to fit other races’ standards of beauty, luring them into the demon realm. But lower-level demons didn’t have that ability—they grew however they pleased: multiple heads, extra arms, whatever they fancied.

They were terrifying enough to begin with, and now with bloodlust radiating from them and eyes like copper bells glaring around, they truly did frighten quite a few people.But just a moment later, a pacifier smacked the Heavenly Demon on the head.

A little toddler clung to the car window, babbling, “No obey… traffic, bad bad! Catch them!”

The mother behind the child nearly melted at the sight and immediately raised her phone to capture the adorable moment. Then she turned her camera toward the group of “delinquent youths” outside the window.

“Even a child knows to follow traffic rules and not run around on the road! What’s wrong with you adults? Are you worse than a kid?”

The drivers in nearby cars also came to their senses, pulling out their phones to record as they scolded them:

“Exactly, you’re grown adults but worse than a child!”

“Corrupting a child’s morals—are you trying to die?!”

“I’m filming you and putting it online! Let everyone come and roast you!”

“……?????” A flood of question marks popped up in the heads of the Heavenly Demon and the Moruo.

Wait, seriously—they weren’t scared at all?!

The Heavenly Demon couldn’t swallow this humiliation and was about to unleash a massacre when a sharp sound of something breaking through the air suddenly rang in his ears.

He assumed it was more trash thrown by some clueless human and casually raised his hand to block it. His eyes were a beat slow as he lazily turned to look, planning to use this unlucky soul as an example.

But as the sound closed in, alarm bells suddenly went off in his mind—he realized something was very wrong.

By then, it was too late to defend himself. The Heavenly Demon only felt a burning pain in his palm—a glowing golden arrow formed from Daoist magic forcefully pierced into his hand.

“……” The surrounding crowd abruptly fell silent.

Then, right before their eyes, the arrow exploded, blasting off the entire arm of the Heavenly Demon. Purple-black blood splattered everywhere, along with chunks of flesh that landed on nearby car windows.

In the distance, a faint “credit received” notification chimed, snapping the crowd out of their trance and sending them into a frenzy.

The person who had just been cursing the Moruo to die was utterly terrified now. As everyone’s eyes turned to him, he panicked and stammered, “I… I was just talking crap! It wasn’t me!”

“If it wasn’t you, then who was it? Us?”

“You were the one shouting the loudest just now. Now look what happened! You figure it out! Everyone’s got it recorded on their phones—it’s not our problem!”

The crowd all rushed to distance themselves. Some who reacted quickly immediately called emergency services, gave the location of the incident, and grabbed the first aid kits from their cars to help.

At the same time, elsewhere—

The driver who had previously threatened to send Ke Xingzhou and the others to a mental hospital stood dumbfounded at the scene in front of him. His phone slipped from his hands and hit the ground with a clack.

The Taoist priests also wore expressions of disbelief.

Just then, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded from Ke Xingzhou’s body: “Fighting demons is everyone’s duty. Merit points received: 100,000 points.”

—Lu Li had added a few new features to the “Merit ATM” software he’d developed for fun, and this voice broadcast was one of them.

Ke Xingzhou had enabled the voice function before drawing his bow. Now, upon hearing that pleasant sound, the corners of his lips lifted slightly.

But in the next second, the voice broadcast spoke again:"Disturbing human order, suspected demonic corruption. Merit points deducted: 99,999 points."

Ke Xingzhou: "?"

Taoist priests: "……"

Ke Xingzhou was shocked: "Why?!"

The Qingyun Temple Master paused for a moment before speaking with difficulty, "Fellow Daoist Ke… is it possible that your bow and Daoist techniques should also be kept hidden from the public?"

Ke Xingzhou: "……"

Nie Chen: "……"

Everyone fell silent, when suddenly Zhu Chu, clutching his phone, exclaimed, "Someone's been captured by the demons!"

What?!

Everyone was instantly alarmed and could no longer sit still. They all got out of their vehicles and sprinted forward.

The cars caught in the middle had no idea what was happening. All they saw was a flash of golden light streak past, followed by all kinds of chaotic noises.

The curious onlookers poked their heads out to see what was going on, only to feel a sudden chill above them. In the next moment, a group of elderly people with graying hair dashed past at lightning speed.

The wind they stirred up messed up everyone’s hair.

The bystanders looked bewildered.

Wait, are even the old folks fitter than us these days?

They looked down at their own aching backs after just a short drive and couldn’t help but shed tears of envy—this miserable life of not measuring up even at the bottom, they had truly had enough!

The Taoist priests quickly arrived at the scene.

Upon seeing the Moruo, the priests instantly went on high alert and drew their magical tools, their overwhelming aura leaving the surrounding onlookers stunned.

The Qingyun Temple Master shouted, "Audacious demons! How dare you harm innocent humans in broad daylight! Release the one you’ve captured at once!"

The Moruo turned their heads at the sound, the circle they formed parting slightly. The Taoists wasted no time squeezing their way in.

But before they could rescue anyone, a loud and vigorous voice suddenly snapped, "What are you all crowding around for? The patient needs fresh air! And you—you're blocking the light!"

Taoist priests: "……?"

Following the voice, they looked down—and where was the supposed hostage?

The terrifying, brutal Heavenly Demon from the rumors was now sitting on the ground with a complicated expression, his muscular upper body exposed, only one scar-covered arm remaining.

The other arm had been severed at the root, wrapped tightly in layers of bandages, all soaked through with purple-black blood. The air was thick with a strange, sweet-smelling metallic scent.

And the other end of that bandage… was held by a young girl.

—The one who had just been scolding them.

Taoist priests: "???"The Taoist priests paused with their magical tools in hand and all turned to look at Zhu Chu, who had just arrived.

Zhu Chu was equally dumbfounded at the scene. He repeatedly looked at the post he had just seen on his phone from a netizen’s report—it clearly said someone was surrounded by injured demons!

So what was with this heartwarming scene of socialist harmony and mutual aid right now??

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