Chapter 52 Demonic Cultivators

As the Qing Lu Sword Sects young sect master, Song Tang very quickly heard the news about the demonic cultivators.

Ye Citys inner security is impenetrable. Most of the buildings have protection spells that can detect demonic cultivation. Moreover, they link directly with the City Lord. However, during the Flower Picking Festival, the base camps of each sect didnt have the same protection. The City Lords people posited that demonic cultivators concealed their whereabouts and hid in one such place.

After conferring with the City Masters attendant, Song Tang notified the sects disciples to coordinate with the black-armored guards for patrolling. He also explained the situation to Luo Mingchuans trio.

My sect is the host. Now that such a thing has happened in this city, we will not shirk our duty.

Luo Mingchuan frowned and said, Is there anything that I can do to help? Do not hesitate to ask.

The demonic cultivators reappearance was a major issue, not only for Ye City, but also for the entire Southern Continent.

Song Tang grimly replied, Many thanks.

Luo Mingchuan, the head disciple of Cang Ya Mountain, was currently a mid-stage Lesser Vessel cultivator. Whether it was position or cultivation realm, both were reassuring for people. If he joined the citys patrol groups, he could stabilize the situation, further ensuring the safety of the civilians inside of the city.

Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan originally wanted to help, but they acknowledged their cultivations were insufficient, deciding that it would be better not to cause any trouble. Thus they brought the black-armored guards back to Lake Qiu, and accepted inspection by their own accord.

The young captain took a talisman paper and tested for demonic traces, and when leaving he politely thanked them.

After breakthrough, cultivators five senses became even more acute. The two could clearly hear them quietly converse by Lake Qiu.

Didnt expect that this time would actually go so smoothly.

Yeah, with regard to the great sects, the difference in sect principles is really too big!

Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan listened for a while, but they still did not understand. It seemed likethey were inexplicably being commended.

They didnt know that the city guards had first gone to the courtyard by Xinshui Bridge.

They had barely stated their purpose, when the disciple that opened the door hurriedly said,

Our sect is the great Zong School; you dare suspect that we harbour demonic cultivators!

The platoon captain innocently replied, Of course not.

The Bao Pu Sect disciple imperiously declared, Then for what reason do you inspect us?! Clearly you doubt us! This bullying has gone too far!

The young captain didnt know how to explain, This every place will be checked.

Nonsense! What is the purpose of you people?!

There was no way to communicate.

Finally, one of the Ye Citys attendants came, and only then did they solve this problem.

Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan arrived at the city center, wanting to see if they could find any clues.

Compared to before, when the flow of people was like the tides, the streets were now emptied a lot more. Yet there still wasnt a large-scale panic; the stores and restaurants on the main street were still open and welcoming guests. The black-armored guards solemnly patrolled the great streets and little alleyways, gazes sharp as a blade.

After a turn on the street, Chatterbox took his shixiong to the teahouse. Today the number of guests at Tai He Pavilion could be counted on ones fingers. It lacked the previous boiling cauldron of voices and the seats all filled with guests, so it looked especially tranquil and refined.

The window seats view was wide open, they could take in the entire scene of the long street at once. Chatterbox ordered a pot of Biluochun Tea and requested a dish of Yulu Lotus Cake and a dish of Furong Cake.

Because he had been in seclusion for several days, he felt like he hadnt chatted with anyone for a long time.

Right now he had an urgent need to talk.

Chatterbox lifted his teacup for a small sip, sighing, Fourth Shixiong, I really didnt expect demonic cultivators to come to the Southern Continent.

Yin Biyue frowned, Demonic cultivation declined a long time ago; if this is a sign of revival, chaos is very close. Even though the Eastern Continent is separated from the other main continents by oceans, its not difficult to cross.

He still remembered Second Shijie had once participated in the extermination of demons at Xi Ling Mountain. That battle had been very tragic.

For demonic cultivators have time to come to the Southern Continent, thats strange too. Originally the Twelve Palaces of demonic cultivation in the Eastern Continent would fight amongst themselves endlessly, but they still look to bother the other four main continents?

Yin Biyue understood that Chatterbox knew a lot of secret news or some hearsay, Theyre all demonic cultivators; is there a lot of disagreement?

Quite a lot! During the Great Dao-Demonic Cultivation War Mo Zun died under the Lin Yuan Sword; afterwards there was again chaos across the world, and the End of Dharma Era arrived. The twelve guardians under Mo Zun, unable to accept each other, ended up each setting up a sect, breaking into the Twelve Palaces, and each one of them thought themselves the proper demonic cultivators, that they should be the ones to inherit Mo Zuns legacy. Fighting and plundering each other in the Eastern Continent, endless internal struggles, naturally they didnt become of much..

Duan Chongxuan ate a slice of lotus cake, changing the topic,

But its funnytheyre all convinced of one thing.

What?

Mo Zun didnt die.

He continued, This really is the power of faith; Mo Zun is departed from the present by a million years. Dont mention cultivators, not even monsters have that long of a lifespan.

Mo Zun didnt die. This was a popular joke on the streets.

But Yin Biyue suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

At present the most powerful under the heavens was the Sword Saint, at the Saint stage. There werent any true immortals like in the All Saints Era. If Mo Zun really hadnt died, who could contend against him?

The Academy Director called this era Stellarisdid it include the demonic cultivators of the Eastern Continent?

But he saw Chatterboxs joking demeanor, and he thought that maybe he was reading too far into it.

Chatterbox glanced at the streetscape outside the window and suddenly stopped talking, as if hed spotted something interesting. The corner of his mouth twitched up into a mocking curve.

Yin Biyue followed his gaze downwards and saw a group of people on the street, headed by someone in the Soul Condensing stage wearing cyan eight-trigrams robes. Following right behind were five or six in the Breakthrough stage, and one was even a Lesser Vessel stage guard.

This group was not restraining their pressure, striding down the center of the road; the ordinary civilians could not come close to them, and one by one they retreated.

Right now the guards in the city were busy tracking down the demonic cultivator matter, plus the group was not significantly disturbing the peace or breaking city laws, so nobody was going to care for the moment.

Chatterbox ridiculed, Oh, look how mighty, tsk tsk, deserving of the title Heng Duan Mountains Little Overlord.

Only then did Yin Biyue recognize that the head of the group was Bao Pu Sects Li Lin, who had been thrown off the stage by Chatterboxs combustion talismans during the Flower Picking Festival. It seemed as if he was of exceptional birth, being the only son of Greater Vessel stage elder Li Changhong. No wonder he had this many strong guards.

Although irritating to look at, this person had no animosity with them; right now in Ye City, Yin Biyue had no intention of interacting with them.

But Chatterboxs gaze was not hidden at all and had already been noticed by that Lesser Vessel guard. Li Lin followed that persons glance upwards, and, seeing the two people by the window, his expression immediately changed.

The group of people changed direction, following Li Lin aggressively up the teahouse.

The rest of the customers saw the incoming trouble, and considering the current times were tense because of the recent demonic cultivator loose in the streets, nobody was in the mood for a scene, so they all hurriedly put down some money and left without looking back.

The entire second floor was thoroughly emptied.

When Li Lin brought his guards over, Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan had already stood up.

Separated by three chi, neither side had the intention of a friendly greeting.

Yin Biyue subconsciously advanced two steps, standing in front of Duan Chongxuan.

This was a kind of instinct, because he was the shixiongDuan Chongxuan was his shidi. No matter how many people were on the opposing side, Lesser Vessel stage or Greater Vessel stage, even if a Sage stage came, he would still stand in front of Chatterbox.

But the other party was clearly not here for him.

Li Lin disdainfully sneered for a couple beats, Whats up with this? On the stage werent you very mighty? Now you have the face to hide behind someone elses back? Where are your combustion talismans? Did you use them all up?

Yin Biyue understood.

The other party was here to slap their faces.

These guards clearly arrived in Ye City afterwards; perhaps they were even called here by Li Lin. It was only that since Chatterbox had begun diligently cultivating, he went to the teahouses and gambling dens lessthere hadnt been a chance to run into each other.

Who knew that they would run into each other today.

Duan Chongxuan came out, no anger on his face, and he didnt retort, only earnestly asking, What do you want?

He wasnt enduring it, rather, he actually wasnt angry at all.

Because he had already had a breakthrough, while his opponent was stuck in the Soul Condensing stage, not making a bit of progress.

They already werent at the same level. He wouldnt debate meaningless words with the other. Just like how a lion wouldnt turn its head because of a dogs bark.

Li Lin felt blank, not understanding how he could not play by the rules.

At this time a sudden noise came from the stairs: a team of black-armored guards had also arrived. The captain leading them cupped his hands to greet both parties, asking, Whats the matter? Fighting is not allowed here.

It turned out the boss of the teahouse had seen the bad situation and notified the city guards.

Li Lin suddenly laughed, saying to Duan Chongxuan, Did you know? Its written in the city law that martial arts are forbidden inside the city, so you cant raise a hand to hit me here. Otherwise you challenge the city master.

He smile was full of provocation, Therefore, I f**k your uncle!

Duan Chongxuan was still not angry. He even had time to think, relieved, the Bao Pu Zong disciples actually studied the city laws. Turns out they know how to read.

The platoon captain also felt blank.

He thought for a bit, the city law really didnt say outside cultivators couldnt sling insults. He felt very troubled for a biteven though obviously one side had started the trouble, they still had to follow the law.

Li Lins voice was very loud, and the more he cursed the more vulgar it became. Obscenely malicious, he paid respects to Duan Chongxuans entire family.

Yin Biyues expression changed, hand already gripping his sword hilt. He saw Li Lins eyes revealing a smile.

But he was pulled back by Duan Chongxuan to sit down and drink tea.

Afterwards he heard Chatterboxs sound transmission, His purpose is precisely to incite us to raise our hands; if were the first to make a move, that Lesser Vessel stage guard behind him will immediately attack. But according to the city law he would be acting in self defense, maybe the city guards would even help them this is the laws loophole. Giving up a little face, we can endure it.

Yin Biyue glanced at that Lesser Vessel stage. As expected his whole body was at the peak of tension, and he could attack at any second.

But he didnt reckon that he didnt have the strength for a single fight.

Additionally he thought, this kind of ridicule was so stupid, stupid enough to astonish.

But turned it over in his head; behind such a stupid slap in the face, it could be someone pulling the strings, wanting to sound out if the Sword Saint was still in the human realm, whether or not he would take care of his disciples matters. Li Lin was merely the cannon fodder that was pushed to the front.

At this moment Chatterbox laughed, But we will stubbornly refuse to attack, and let him get repressed to death!!

Chatterbox lifted his teacup with a smile, appearing indifferent.

The cursing Li Lin who was instead angered to the point of turning red in the face, evened out his breath, then continued to curse.

When they had drank half a pot of tea, someone within the black-armored guards was the first that couldnt bear listening any longer, muttering in a dialect, This f**king glib talk is damn poisonous

This f**king Cang Ya Mountains tempers too good , if its me I cant tolerate it for a second

Just when everyone thought Li Lin would tire of cursing and go back, Duan Chongxuan stood up.

Because the others previous sentence had cursed, I f**k your dad.

He seriously asked, Do you know who my dad is?

1) This is Bao Pu Zong. Zong is a respectful address. Theyre basically saying something like My great sect but with the inset implication of part of their name being great

2) are all food. Biluochun is a type of tea, and so is Yulu. Furong cake is a dish made of eggs, flour, and various veggies..

3) Its basically a demon lord, but it gets used as a title/name so well keep it this way.

4) The mountain pass they crossed in ch27

5) isnt quite instinct and more like doing something without thinking, but born out of discipline/ learned(?) rather than innate.

6) Im sure avid readers of CN novels would be familiar with the term, but this is basically humiliation. Kinda like bitchslapping someone but situationally.

7) Basically telepathy. Probably something like direct delivery of sound into the eardrum. Hmm

8) isnt quite repress. In CN its used as suffocate or hold in, which is rather appropriate considering that hes speaking. Something to the tune of suffocation by frustration.

9) / The guard uses a manner of speech thats more country and vulgar than everyone has used so far, and likely in dialect. As a person Im not great at anything but formal speech so if you have a better way to phrase please let me know!