Chapter 154 - 183: Demon Sect Saintess, Water Demons Wreaking Havoc, Pretty Boy, and Burly Man
North Sea of Netherworld!
This was the Great Divine Technique that the Great Power from the Dragon Race had taught Ao Jin.
Su Bai gave it a brief try, a look of delight instantly appearing on his face.
The greatest effect of this Divine Technique was Water Control—the ability to manipulate water at will!
Before this, although Su Bai had obtained some Divine Techniques and Cultivation Techniques for controlling water, they could at best only control the flow of a single river.
But the North Sea of Netherworld Divine Technique was different. Once unleashed, it could manipulate an ocean of water, its power immense!
The higher the Realm of the Divine Technique, the stronger its power, and the vaster the range of water it could control.
"An Eighth-Grade Divine Technique for Water Control, not bad at all!"
A pleased expression appeared on Su Bai’s face. With this, he would be fearless even when fighting in the ocean, giving him far more confidence.
After tossing the Canghai Sect Elder into the mysterious cavern, Su Bai returned to the B-Class Prison.
Patrols, escorting criminals, idle chatter...
Time passed in the blink of an eye.
The next morning, Su Bai walked into Peach Blossom Lane as usual.
Who would have thought that just as he entered the alley, he would hear a series of angry curses coming from the Tofu Beauty Xiangniang’s shop.
He glanced over to see several men manhandling the Tofu Beauty.
Xiangniang’s mother was crying out from the side, but someone kicked her to the ground.
’What the hell!’
’Abducting a woman in broad daylight?’
A strange look appeared on Su Bai’s face.
He didn’t need to ask to guess what was happening. It had to be some local ruffians who had been lusting after Xiangniang’s beauty, taking advantage of the early hour when the shop had just opened and there were few people around to bully the lone daughter and her widowed mother.
Su Bai stepped forward and, with a few quick punches and kicks, drove the men away.
"Brother Su Bai!"
Before Xiangniang could even thank him, Zhang Wei rushed over in a panic, calling for Su Bai to return to the prison.
It seemed like something major had happened.
Watching Su Bai’s departing figure,
the originally gentle, weak, and pitiful Xiangniang’s expression completely changed. The fragility on her face vanished, replaced by a peculiar look.
"This generation’s Demon Sect’s Saint Child is rather interesting..."
Her eyes flickered as she murmured to herself.
"Saintess..."
The old woman, who had been kicked to the ground and seemed to be on the verge of death, had gotten up at some point.
She stood by Xiangniang’s side, her expression deferential.
"This generation’s Demon Sect’s Saint Child is indeed exceptionally talented, with an impressive Cultivation..."
Xiangniang seemed to have sensed something, a faint smile playing on her lips.
The Soul-devouring Demon Sect’s Demon Bone Heaven-Asking Scripture was divided into an Upper Chapter and a Lower Chapter. Generally, the Saint Heir cultivated the Upper Chapter, and the Saintess cultivated the Lower Chapter.
The Lower Chapter that the Saintess cultivated was special; with this Cultivation Technique, she could sense the Saint Heir cultivating the Upper Chapter, but not the other way around.
Previously, according to the sect’s rules, the Celestial Demon Saintess had been in secluded cultivation within the sect. Until her Cultivation Technique reached the Perfection Realm, she was not allowed to meet the Saint Heir.
Only after she cultivated the technique to Perfection did she have the chance to leave the sect.
She never expected that shortly after entering the world, she would sense the Saint Heir’s presence through the Demon Bone Heaven-Asking Scripture.
"Yes."
The old woman nodded in deep agreement.
For some reason, when facing Su Bai, she felt an inexplicable sense of dread. She felt he was like a Nether Abyss—unfathomably deep!
As the two were talking, they suddenly saw several sneaky figures slip into the alley. With wicked smiles on their faces, they walked straight toward them.
Xiangniang couldn’t help but press a hand to her forehead. "Here we go again..." she said helplessly.
"Why are there so many of these annoying flies?"
As she spoke, the gentle, weak, and pitiful look returned to her face.
The old woman at her side also began to play along.
Such old pros!
...
「Along the coast of the East Sea Basin.」
SQUELCH!
A burly, fierce-looking man viciously plunged the Great Sword in his hands into the skull of the monster beneath him!
It was a Crab Spirit the size of three Water Buffaloes!
It had black skin and brown eyes. Its long, narrow crab mouth was larger than a water vat and filled with rows of sharp, menacing teeth!
Its eight long, black legs were covered in shaggy black hair that reeked of a thick, fishy stench, making it look both ferocious and disgusting.
The ground all around was littered with scattered limbs, severed arms, and fragments of viscera.
The burly man killed the Crab Spirit with a single thrust. As he pulled his sword out, black Demon Blood splattered all over him.
He lifted his crimson robe, used a clean spot to wipe his face, and cursed, "Have these Water Demons lost their minds? Coming ashore to eat people in broad daylight!"
Beside him, a young man also wearing the crimson robes of the Demon-slaying Bureau, but with exceptionally refined and handsome features, flipped his saber and casually cut down a few smaller attacking Water Demons. "Who knows what’s going on!" he said offhandedly.
"Something’s really off today. Why are all the Water Demons from the nearby waterways and the East Sea suddenly coming out to devour people?"
"Isn’t that Golden Flood Dragon King already dead?"
"Sigh! We don’t have enough people in the Bureau. I heard the higher-ups have already urgently mobilized Martial Artists from the Prison Suppression Bureau to come help..."
As he was speaking, he suddenly heard a rustling sound behind him.
The young Demon-slaying Bureau Martial Artist’s expression tightened. He spun around, saber raised, ready to strike!
But in the next moment, his hand froze.
He saw a small, sallow, and emaciated girl with a red cord tied around her, trembling as she looked at him.
Seeing him look over, the little girl did her best to lift what was in her hands, her voice trembling. "Big... big brother! Drink... drink water..."
The young Demon-slaying Bureau Martial Artist looked at the half-ladle of clear water the girl was offering him...
It had actually been a full ladle, but when he startled her, her hand had shaken, and half the water had spilled.
Lifting his gaze, he saw a man and a woman not far away—a poor couple, holding hands and smiling timidly in his direction.
The young Demon-slaying Bureau Martial Artist fell silent. A moment later, he lowered his saber and smiled.
"Thank you!"
With that, he reached out to pat the little girl’s hair and took the half-ladle of water.
He drank it all in one go!
The Crab Demon had been eating people and causing floods. The superstitious villagers nearby thought the River God was angry, so they had secretly chosen several young boys and girls, tied red cords on them, and prepared to offer them as sacrifices to the River God.
There had been five children in total. The other four had been eaten by the Crab Demon, leaving only this one.
Seeing the young Demon-slaying Bureau Martial Artist drink the water, the little girl’s face broke into a smile of relief.
After the little girl took back the ladle and walked away,
the burly man beside him immediately shouted in dissatisfaction, "I was the one who killed that big-shot Crab Demon! You brat only killed a few grunts, so how come you’re the only one they’re thanking?"
The young Demon-slaying Bureau Martial Artist gave a confident smile, then flicked the bangs from his forehead in a deliberately suave gesture. "What do you think?"
"Pah! Damn pretty boys!"
"Haha..."
As the two joked, the onlooking villagers, seeing that the danger had passed, grew bold enough to come forward and collect the bodies.
Shouts, cries of thanks, wails of grief... The sounds rose and fell, and the scene grew chaotic.
But just then, the ground began to tremble slightly.
"What’s happening?"
The expressions on both men’s faces changed to alarm as they looked toward the source of the sound.
Suddenly, someone behind them pointed into the distance, their voice trembling, "What... what is that?"
Everyone looked up.
In the next moment, they all froze in place, as if they had forgotten to breathe.
On the vast, boundless surface of the sea, a thousand-meter-tall tsunami roared like a ferocious beast!
It was advancing toward them with a deafening RUMBLE!
Everyone stood stunned for a long moment.
The burly man in the crimson robe was the first to react. He roared, "Run! Run for your lives!"
In that instant, the people on the shore were jolted from their stupor!
Screams, shouts, cries of despair...
Everyone scattered and fled madly, like headless flies.
The young Demon-slaying Bureau Martial Artist also snapped out of it. The blade in his hand trembled, and his body shook as he prepared to retreat with the burly man.
But after taking only two steps, he stopped. Pointing at the panicking commoners, he couldn’t help but yell, "What about them?"
"This is no time to worry about them!" the burly man shouted back, his face a mask of alarm.
The young Demon-slaying Bureau Martial Artist ran a few more steps, a look of conflict on his face. Finally, having made a decision, he suddenly turned and rushed back toward the little girl who had given him water!
The burly man behind him spat on the ground. As he ran toward the surrounding commoners, he cursed with bitter resignation.
"Fuck! Why did I have to get stuck with a partner like you!"
"This is the worst damn luck of my life!"