Redemption of a Born Demon-Chapter 78: Such a Confrontation: The Interferer and the Struggle Between Positive and Negative (Part 1)

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Such a Confrontation: The Interferer and the Struggle Between Positive and Negative (Part 1)

"Oh, beautiful lady, you are as noble as a peacock. I was captivated the moment I first saw you. Might I be so fortunate as to have your name and contact information?"

A tall, handsome white man with a smile he considered charming approached the group of four, speaking to Yang Mutong in halting, non-standard Donghua Language.

’Damn, these foreigners are bold!’

The crowd on the pedestrian street cursed inwardly.

Just then, Yi Beidou’s gaze locked onto a certain spot on the pedestrian street. He started walking, heading deeper into the thoroughfare.

Seeing this, Meng Qianyuan and the others immediately followed.

Yang Mutong didn’t even glance at the foreigner, moving to follow the others. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Lady! Lady! I truly mean no harm, please forgive my forwardness, just give me a moment..."

Unwilling to give up, or perhaps feeling he’d lost face by being ignored in front of everyone, the foreigner strode after her, even reaching out to grab Yang Mutong’s arm.

A sharp glint flashed in Yang Mutong’s eyes. She spun around, fluidly seizing the foreigner’s arm, then dropped into a lower stance and thrust her palm into his abdomen. Her movements were so seamless they were almost like a dance.

The foreigner was over six-foot-two and had to weigh at least 180 pounds. But under the force of Yang Mutong’s palm strike, both of his feet lifted off the ground. He flew back ten feet before landing, staggered back another four or five steps, and then fell flat on his butt.

BLEGH!!

The foreigner felt his stomach churn and couldn’t stop himself from retching, vomiting everything he had just eaten all over the ground. It was an utterly pathetic sight.

Meanwhile, the crowd on the pedestrian street, who had been watching the situation, was in an uproar.

Although this was the foot of Dragon Tiger Mountain and there were many experts around, this girl looked far too young and beautiful to possess such skill.

Sending a six-foot-two white man flying with a single palm strike, making him vomit without causing any serious injury—and with such graceful, fluid movements—was simply stunning to watch.

And yet, this same girl was now obediently following behind the tall man in the lead, almost like an attendant.

’Just who were the rest of them?’

Instantly, the eyes of half the street were fixed on Yi Beidou and his group. Many tourists dressed in Hanfu with heavy makeup, who looked like influencers or livestreamers, began whispering and secretly filming the group with their phones.

"Sir, isn’t this area a bit too crowded?"

Zhou Baiwei observed their surroundings, leaned in close to Yi Beidou, and whispered.

A clash between Saint Experts involved immense physical destruction and powerful Heart Intent influence. In a place so densely packed with ordinary people, it could easily cause massive collateral damage.

Furthermore, if the nigh-supernatural abilities of a Saint Expert were witnessed by ordinary people and spread online, it would likely cause an unnecessary uproar.

"This is the location our opponent chose. There’s a reason for it."

Yi Beidou’s expression remained unchanged as he continued to walk forward.

Soon, amidst the flow of people on the street, he locked onto a figure.

It was a woman wearing a purple top with wide, inverted sleeves, loose-fitting pants, and a pair of old-fashioned black cloth shoes. At first glance, her style was reminiscent of the Republican era, but in an age where people casually wore Hanfu on the street, her attire didn’t seem too out of place.

The woman’s age was hard to guess. She had a touch of mature charm, yet her eyes held the clear innocence of a young girl, as if she were curious about everything in the world. Combined with the lollipop perpetually in her mouth, she gave off a youthful impression, looking more like a female student.

She was currently stopped in front of a stall selling bracelets, where a middle-aged man dressed as a Daoist was trying to sell her one, spitting everywhere as he spun a wild tale.

"Miss, this bracelet is made from a thousand-year-old piece of Thunderstruck Wood and crafted through eighty-one complex procedures! It was consecrated before a statue of The Three Pristine Ones for a full forty-nine days and contains Pure Yang Qi. Carry it with you, and I guarantee it will ward off evil, cure illnesses, and bring you good fortune!"

The middle-aged Daoist was spouting nonsense without a second thought.

"This was made with an electrical charge. It was probably finished last month. It’s thirty-year-old peach wood from Guangdong in the south."

Zhu Zi’Er said, putting down the bracelet.

"Miss, you can even tell where it’s from? Are you an expert? You in the business too?"

The middle-aged Daoist’s eyes widened as he spoke.

"I’m not in the business. The bracelet told me."

Zhu Zi’Er said, pointing at the bracelet. Then, ignoring the Daoist’s baffled expression, she stood up and turned to look in another direction.

At that moment, Yi Beidou was standing about thirty feet away, watching her quietly.

Zhu Zi’Er met his gaze, her expression as calm as still water.

’Strange...’

The surrounding pedestrians looked bewildered. A sudden sense of dread washed over them, and they unconsciously began to move away, clearing a certain area.

In an instant, the roughly thirty-foot area around Yi Beidou and Zhu Zi’Er was empty of all pedestrians.

"You two?!"

The middle-aged Daoist at the stall, who seemed to have some Cultivation himself, felt the hair on his body stand on end at this sight, a look of horror appearing on his face.

Meng Qianyuan and the others also silently took a few steps back.

Only the surrounding crowd was left feeling baffled.

Zhu Zi’Er and Yi Beidou stared at each other for several breaths before she reached for the satchel at her waist.

She pulled out a lollipop wrapped in oil paper.

"Have a candy. Once you eat it, we’ll be good friends."

Zhu Zi’Er tossed it casually, and the lollipop traced an arc through the air.

Yi Beidou reached out and caught the lollipop. It felt as heavy as a small lead ball.

After tearing off the wrapper, a dark purple candy was revealed, from which he could faintly smell the sweet fragrance of medicinal herbs.

It seemed to be an Elixir made for Saint Experts, similar to the Peacock Pill, created by mixing and compressing various medicinal herbs and substances.

At this point, Yi Beidou understood her intent.

Whether or not he could eat this Elixir unharmed—that was their contest.

CRUNCH!

Yi Beidou put the lollipop in his mouth and bit down. The hard candy made a scalp-numbing sound as he crushed it, after which he swallowed it whole.

It was different from what Yi Beidou had expected.

He had originally assumed the Elixir would contain a potent poison, but he was wrong.

The Elixir did indeed contain a strong toxin that would be instantly fatal to an ordinary person. For a Saint Expert, however, it was within an acceptable range. Moreover, its nutritional content was no weaker than that of a Peacock Pill.

’Is this really just a nourishing Elixir that’s a bit more toxic than usual?’

However, just as Yi Beidou was wondering about this...

BUZZ!!

A surge of True Intent suddenly erupted from Zhu Zi’Er, enveloping and clinging to him.

This True Intent lacked the overwhelming pressure or powerful impact typical of a Saint Expert. Instead, it was like flowing water, like air, like nature itself—serene and gentle, yet all-pervasive.

Humans live between heaven and earth and are inevitably influenced by them. Even a Saint Expert must still walk on the ground and eat the five grains.

This was a will that had merged with nature.

The moment her True Intent entwined with Yi Beidou’s...

BOOM!!

A cataclysmic change suddenly occurred inside his body. The components of the Elixir that had not been particularly toxic to him before suddenly spiked in toxicity the moment he came into contact with her True Intent.

Instantly, his Qi and blood began to boil, his internal organs felt as if they were being scorched by flames, and a tingling, stabbing numbness rose throughout his body. Even the scene before his eyes seemed to blur.

’The poison wasn’t potent, but it intensified the instant I touched her True Intent... Could this person actually interfere with physical matter using their mental True Intent?!’