Kanli Divine Sword, one sword cuts the heavens.

There is no doubt that Sword Cultivators are synonymous with power, often seen in novels from past lives, but Zhang Kui was seeing such a cultivator for the first time.

The young man had already stood up. Although he spat out a mouthful of blood and his lips were pale, he stood upright, with an aura of heroism between his brows, and said loudly:

"I am Zhu Sheng, greetings, fellow Daoist."

"Zhang Kui thanks fellow Daoist for your assistance."

Zhang Kui returned the salute, feeling puzzled.

Didn't Captain Chen say that his master's an old man named Songfengzi? So how did this young man come?

He turned to look at Ye Fei, his brow furrowed,

"Kid, are you alright?"

Although this kid is someone who practices martial arts, he is still a teenager, and after several days of rushing, his lips were already dry and cracked, his face pale, and being scared by the Grain Avoidance Realm old corpse, it was pretty good that he could still stand.

Ye Fei gasped, then laughed heartily,

"The Old Demon who caused trouble in Lu City is dead, my heart is relieved, I'm so hungry I could eat a whole cow now."

"That's alright then..."

Zhang Kui smiled and nodded, "You go back to rest first, remember to have Captain Chen come and handle this Old Demon corpse, to prevent any disasters from arising."

Ye Fei was anxious, hastily asking:

"Taoist, where are you going?"

Zhang Kui chuckled,

"The 'River King' is injured from fighting with the Corpse Demon, taking this good opportunity, I'm going to deal with this Old Demon."

Beside him, Sword Cultivator Zhu Sheng was shocked, then nodded,

"I will go with fellow Daoist."

Zhang Kui hesitated for a moment, "Your injury..."

Zhu Sheng's lips curled into a slight smile, "Fellow Daoist is full of heroic spirit, if I go back and lie in bed, wouldn't I suffocate to death from grievance?"

Zhang Kui immediately found this fair-skinned youth quite appealing,

"Haha, alright, let's go!"

With that said, the two of them shimmered and dashed toward the Reed River, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Ye Fei watched the two leave with envy, then a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he mounted his horse towards Lu City...

...

Under the moonlight, two silhouettes were speeding away.

Zhang Kui's Rock Jumping Skill was like the Land Soaring Technique, though not high-level, it appeared almost Immortal-like in the eyes of common folk, with wind at his feet, gliding as if skimming, the ground swiftly receding, extremely elegant.

As for Zhu Sheng, he took another approach, with fierce Sword Qi in front, cutting through the wind, his toes touching the ground like a drawn bow shooting arrows, surprisingly not slower than him at all.

Zhang Kui silently praised, although Celestial Gang and Earthly Fiends' Great Path could reach through the heavens, this world's legacy shouldn't be underestimated.

In a brief moment, the two had come to a stop by the river.

Zhu Sheng frowned as he gazed into the distance,

"This place is shrouded in River Demon Ghost Qi, already a sinister domain. Fellow Daoist, what exactly is the 'River King' Demon?"

"It's an unusual big catfish, its true form cultivated a kind of demon fog Divine Power..."

Zhang Kui did not underestimate, detailing everything he'd observed without any omission.

Though the 'River King' is injured, it is after all a Grain Avoidance Realm Demon, and with the cultivation of the two, it's still extremely perilous.

"I see..."

Zhu Sheng's face turned solemn, "As you said, that demon is formidable in the river with its Divine Power, possessing a great advantage, it must be lured onto land."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Zhang Kui laughed heartily, "At first I was troubled, but fellow Daoist's Divine Sword is astonishingly powerful, that strange demon fog might not be able to block it at all."

Zhu Sheng's face showed a bit of embarrassment,

"To be honest with you, this sword is named Nether Void, a relic from my master, the Sword Spirit is fierce, I have yet to subdue it, borrowing it earlier at my wit's end."

Songfengzi is dead?

Zhang Kui did not inquire much further, jokingly said:

"This sword sure has a big temper."

Zhu Sheng smiled bitterly and explained:

"Our sect has few members, only this one sword handed down for generations, truly considered as a senior. It's only when the hearts align that one can take the mantle of Sect Leader."

"But rest assured, my archery skills are decent, this bow is good at breaking Gang Evil, but regrettably, it can't be used in the water."

As he spoke, he removed the longbow from his back.

The origin of the bow was unknown, neither metal nor bone, adorned with ancient patterns, filled with a timeless aura.

Zhang Kui's eyes slightly focused,

"An Ancient Artifact?"

Zhu Sheng nodded, "Fortunate to have obtained it."

Zhang Kui rubbed his chin with a frown, lost in thought.

This Zhu Sheng seemed magnanimous, not one to boast, this bow should be able to break the 'River King' demon fog, but how could they lure it onto land?

His gaze shifted to the distant River King Temple,

"No hurry, let's find someone to ask first..."

...

"Hero, spare my life!"

Inside the River King Temple, the old man guarding the temple knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, his face streamed with tears and snot.

"I'm just an old man seeking a meal, I know nothing, pity my age and frailty, cough cough..."

As he spoke, he suddenly began coughing like he had tuberculosis.

This old man, when Zhang Kui arrived, was packing his belongings to run away, caught after being questioned, immediately resorted to feigning misery.

Zhang Kui flicked his fingers, a black pill shot into the old man's throat.

The old man suddenly felt a coolness slide down his throat, then his whole body felt as though falling into an ice cellar, unable to cough, he gasped in shock: "What did you give me to eat?"

Zhang Kui sneered, "You're a dishonest person, so I gave you my sect's Cold Yin Poison Pill."

Zhu Sheng frowned beside him,

"Senior Brother, this Cold Yin Poison Pill is extremely vicious, without antidote, within three days the Divine Soul freezes, life becomes worse than death, giving it to him... might be a bit wasteful."

"Hmm, what if this person harbors the slight chance that the Old Demon can cure the poison?"

"Senior Brother is wise, that Old Demon indeed can't cure it..."

This was actually just a mud pill, but Zhang Kui imbued it with a hint of Cold Evil, if a common person consumed it, it would feel like sleeping naked on snowy ground.

However, the two played their parts well, enough to frighten the old man greatly, turning pale as he said:

"You two are really ruthless, fine, what exactly do you want me to do?"

Zhang Kui gave a slight smile,

"It's very simple, trick that 'River King' old demon onto the shore. You're colluding with demons here; if you can't even do this, then you might as well reincarnate sooner."

The old man's face was uncertain, gritting his teeth, he said:

"That old demon is greedy, every once in a while, when he gets tired of river food, he comes ashore to eat some cattle, sheep, and virgins. There's cattle and sheep in the backyard, but as for virgins..."

"What's the matter with that?"

Zhang Kui chuckled, "I'll disguise myself."

"You?!"

Zhu Sheng and the old man nearly choked.

...

Perhaps due to his injuries, once the old man called the water ghost to notify, the 'River King' immediately replied that he would come ashore.

The crescent moon was dim, the night wind gently blowing.

On the open ground next to the River King Temple, over a dozen tied cattle and sheep lowered their heads to graze, occasionally raising their heads to look around.

Among the herd, Zhang Kui wrapped himself in a white sheet, curling up his body, focusing his mind and closing his eyes.

In fact, only he could disguise.

Though Zhu Sheng had fair skin and delicate flesh, his sword qi circled him, totally unable to deceive, whereas Zhang Kui could use the Qi Prohibition Skill to seal all his breath.

Suddenly, a chilling wind arose.

On the river's surface, a loud splashing sound erupted, a colossal entity wrapped in a stinking yellow mist slowly emerged, swimming towards the shore.

A huge shadow loomed overhead, those poor cattle and sheep were so frightened they collapsed to the ground, losing control of their bowels.

Zhang Kui cursed to himself, pinching his nose.

"Hmm..."

The River King old demon came to a stop,

"This virgin today... quite robust."

Seeing there was still some distance, Zhang Kui had to pinch his nose and shrill his voice:

"I... just naturally have a big belly."

"Why a man's voice?"

"Greedy, ate something bad."

The River King old demon hummed sullenly, wriggling his huge form closer.

This demon wasn't suspicious, in the vicinity of Lu City, aside from the Blood Corpse King, he feared no one, and certainly didn't think zombies would pull such a trick.

Just the right amount of meat...

The old demon thought as he opened his large mouth.

As that nearing giant maw loomed, Zhang Kui slowly lifted his head, his gaze icy, the Lu Li sword suddenly appearing in his palm.

Having gotten seven skill points from defeating the Blood Corpse King, Zhang Kui, feeling his offense lacking, decisively raised Demon-slaying Skill to level four.

The Cold Evil condensed extremely, dyeing the Lu Li sword almost ink-black, frost instantly forming on the surrounding ground.

"Die!"

Zhang Kui soared into the sky, the Lu Li sword stabbing straight at the River King's head.

Seeing the ink-black sword light, the old demon's heart skipped a beat, twisting his form as the yellow mist condensed before him.

"Who are you?!"

Zhang Kui didn't answer; he only felt the space ahead sticky and sluggish, like charging into glue, movements exceedingly difficult.

This was on land; had it been in the water, he'd likely have been immobilized already.

Meanwhile, on the roof of the River King Temple, Zhu Sheng suddenly appeared, nocking an arrow, a streak of golden light shot forth.

Boom!

The yellow mist ahead instantly exploded.

Mid-air, Zhang Kui gave a grim smile, his figure darting forth like lightning, Cold Evil Sword Qi showering down like a torrent.

The River King old demon, miscalculating, was caught off guard.

Noxious blood splattered, freezing into chunks before it hit the ground, the rows of lantern-like eyes solidified and burst, an icy frost spreading over its head, flesh mangled exposing the skull.

Quack! Quack!

The old demon, terrified to the core, screamed as it gathered yellow mist in an attempt to block.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three more streams of golden light shot forth, blasting the yellow mist into pieces.

For a demon cultivating bloodlines like this, they often rely heavily on their bodies and divine power, and once restrained, they become flustered and helpless.

Yet in the face of life and death, the old demon's original ferocity flared, long whiskers nearby lashed like steel whips towards Zhang Kui.

Zhang Kui snorted coldly, dodging with consecutive clones, dancing ghost-like above the old demon's head.

Finally, the old demon's hard skull froze and shattered, revealing the white brain matter into which Zhang Kui thrust his sword.

The River King old demon's body stiffened, gradually collapsing.

If the physical body had been the only damage, the old demon might still have a chance to become a ghost to continue its mischief, but under Demon-slaying Skill, even the divine soul fell silent.

Zhang Kui breathed a sigh of relief, having fought a hundred miles this night, mentally exhausted, yet extraordinarily elated, bursting into laughter, resonating across the fields.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Captain Chen led a group charging over, seeing Zhu Sheng floating down from the temple roof, he breathed a sigh of relief, laughing heartily:

"Junior Brother, you've grown so much, good, far better than your useless Senior Brother. How come Master didn't come, doesn't he want to see me?"

Zhu Sheng fell silent for a moment,

"Master failed the Thunder Tribulation two years ago, ascended to immortality."

Captain Chen was immediately stunned, his lips quivering, speechless, his eyes gradually hollowing.

Zhu Sheng sighed:

"Master wasn't displeased with you; he snuck to Lu City once more, very satisfied, saying although you're lazy and dumb, protecting a place, you've done him justice…"

Captain Chen burst into tears, collapsing, slapping his own face repeatedly, wailing like a child.

"Master, Master... ah... ah!"

In the distance, Zhang Kui stood atop the Fish Demon's corpse, shaking his head slightly, looking at the moonlit sky, his earlier joy dissolved.

He wasn't empathizing, only, along the journey, he had witnessed many separations of life and death, his past life already seemed like a distant dream.

The moon waxes and wanes,

People experience joy and sorrow, partings and reunions,

All the world suffers,

If achieving longevity,

Can one be freed...

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