Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 120 - 119 Drinking Wine

"Heh heh! Isn’t this the Mang Mountain King! Where are you heading?"

"Ha ha! Master Hua has invited me for a drink!"

"Heh heh! You too, huh! Let’s go together!"

"Ha ha! Daoist Zhang as well! Alright, let’s go together!"

"But, Your Majesty, why is Master Hua being so courteous all of a sudden? Isn’t that meat and wine monk always forming cliques and looking down on us loose immortals?"

"Ha ha! Daoist, you don’t understand the Dao! Times are different, you have to analyze based on the current world situation, ha!"

"Oh? How do you mean?"

"Ha ha ha! What else is there to explain? Nowadays, the Northern Soldiers are marching south! There’s bound to be a big battle over Genzhou! But with the demon gods rampant in the Central Plains and countless true cultivators present, these are not challenges the average military leader can handle!

I heard that Marquis Zhongshan was wounded on the face by an assassin from the Sword Sect the other day! Hence, he issued proclamations to recruit talented individuals from across the land! Granting military merits and titles, recruiting as Guest Elders of the Kan Country! Advisors to the General of Cavalry!

Ha—! This is the time when heroes rise from the grass roots! It’s our golden opportunity to legitimize and attain the Dao!!

I was planning to go, but I was worried about being alone and looked down upon as a half-baked monster. Now that Master Hua has invited me, I see that great minds truly think alike! He’s inviting us to band together and join forces with Marquis Zhongshan!"

"Wow, Your Majesty, you sure know a lot! You’re amazing!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha! You’re too kind! Just read a little, ha ha ha ha!"

So, with a Daoist with a weasel face and rat eyes, and a king with a crow’s beak, their bodies having transformed into human forms, skating on a demon wind, chatting all the way, they soon landed on a steep cliff, finding Master Hua’s cave residence.

"Ha ha, Master Hua, King Mang Mountain has come to the banquet!"

The cave door opened, and Zhen Baiyu, with a talisman on her face, walked out expressionless, saying,

"The master is drinking in the cave, please follow me."

King Mang Mountain, seeing this, chuckled,

"Ha ha! So bold of you to use a disciple of the Xuanji Sect as a slave! Such grandeur! Such daring! A true role model for us!"

Daoist Zhang’s eyes glinted, and he rushed forward into the cave, laughing,

"Heh heh! Thanks for Master Hua’s hospitality! Are you inviting us to join you, to make us amnestied and wash our past deeds clean to serve Marquis Zhongshan!"

King Mang Mountain was shocked,

"Ha! You!—"

But before Daoist Zhang could relish in his triumph, as soon as his front foot stepped into the residence, the back foot saw Baiyu closing the cave door, a blue light fell from the side, chopping off heads and legs, slicing him—not just a person but the whole weasel into three sections, spraying blood on the ground while convulsing and rolling, revealing his original form, as he died pathetically.

"Ha—!"

King Mang Mountain was startled! Shielding his body with a pair of iron wings on his back! Completely on guard for any surprise attacks with sword light from the cave! While rapidly retreating! Wanting to escape from the cave entrance!

To his dismay, even before he could turn around, a blood shadow sprang from the shadows behind the cave gates, a sword finger made a jab, breaking through his body with sword energy! Instantly piercing through heart and lungs, achieving an instantaneous kill!

King Mang Mountain found himself backstabbed, howling in agony as he died!

"To die before succeeding! Crying tears of regret! Ha—!

Tie Dan, "...?"

There sure are a lot of crow plays...

Zhen Baiyu stood expressionlessly beside them, peeled the talisman off her face and set it on her head, looked at the dead weasel and crow on the ground that had returned to their original forms.

"What now? Steam them?"

"I’ll fry the heart and liver, and roast the thighs and wings myself."

Tie Dan skillfully dissected the corpse and took the demon core, swallowing it whole, then carved out some intestines and internal organs, placing them on a plate, leaving the rest for Baiyu to prepare.

Having plotted and killed several this way, Zhen Baiyu became quite adept, running the Gang Fist taught by Tie Dan, hummingly dragging the weasel corpse to the kitchen to cook.

Tie Dan, holding a plate of intestines, walked to the stone chamber inside the cave residence, where a blood ball, severed of five limbs, had its eyes and nose gouged out, wailing, sobbing and convulsing, feeding it with handfuls of intestines.

"Ah, Master Hua, your reputation precedes you. Every demon around here seems to know you, always ready to answer your call. It seems you didn’t spare any occasions to invite them to enjoy little girls, did you?"

The monk, shaped like a ball, wailed,

"Boo hoo, I was wrong, I was wrong, please spare my life, please... spare me..."

Tie Dan pulled out a Sound Transmission Talisman and activated it,

"But you haven’t eaten your fill, have you? Still know of any demons? Call them all in, and I’ll give you a quick end."

The monk sobbed,

"Boo hoo! Truly, there’s no one else left... Oh, I know an Ancient Immortal Daoist Collection! Willing to trade it for a chance at life!"

"If I don’t pulverize your soul and scatter your spirit, you’d find it considerate, and yet you still plead for your life?"

Tie Dan kicked the meatball, bouncing it off the wall like a soccer ball, delivering over a dozen kicks, causing it to spew blood and vomit the intestines it just swallowed, mixed with bloody froth, unbearably gruesome.

Surprisingly, the wall turned out to be a hidden door. Hit by the large glob of fat, it swung open by itself.

Tie Dan flicked open his Xuanjian, using sword light to illuminate the inside, eyebrows twitching with surprise.

Inside was a secret room, storing Master Hua’s own cultivation materials, gold and silver wealth, most prominently a wardrobe, where rows and rows of gold and silver jewelry, strings of jade bracelets and pendants, neatly stacked undergarments, blushes, lipsticks, filled to the brim as ’souvenirs’.

"Oh, this flower-picking lecherous monk, how many people you’ve harmed..."

The monk shrieked,

"Spare me, spare me, I was just born with this quirk and went astray in cultivation! Just capturing some noblewomen! And honestly, I simply sought their bodies, never ate their flesh! Over these years, I only caught two hundred or so, mostly suicides themselves, nowhere near what the Demon Palace has harmed far more! Thousands they slaughter!"

He made some valid points, not to mention the devastation of an invading army; even a county magistrate from the Demon Palace could wipe out a clan of two hundred. But Tie Dan wasn’t bothered to engage in the argument on whether demons were better or humans worse, he just shook his head,

"Make sure not to get caught by me again in your next life."

The monk sobbed,

"Boo hoo... next life... who knows if there’s a next life, I put so much effort getting to where I am today, boo hoo... who knows if I can become an immortal in the next life, I’ll probably be enslaved by people again..."

Tie Dan chopped off the monk’s head with a single sword, wiping the blood on the fat, then used the Storage Jade to collect all the gold and valuables in the room.

On this trip, besides those initial four drinking companions, they later also used the monk as bait, drawing out all sorts of cornered fish and killed eighteen heads of demons. They were seized before they could even shift into full human form to become demon fairies.

But none of these monsters had much capability and no true inheritance. If they revealed their original forms, they could struggle for a bit, but all dressed up like humans for the banquet, they couldn’t resist even a single move upon entering, getting chopped to pieces by the sword light, and ended up being cooked.

Thus, even Zhen Baiyu, initially fearful, had become just as emotionless and unflustered as Tie Dan in the kitchen by the end.

"The meat’s not done stewing yet."

Tie Dan took out a bunch of rouge and powders,

"Do you want these?"

Zhen Baiyu looked at him expressionlessly,

"Forget it, I don’t need them."

Tie Dan, indifferent to her response, divided the collected gold between him and Baiyu, fully aware that the most valuable demon cores had been consumed by him. With nothing much else worthy of collecting, except for the kidnapping sack magic artifact which he left for Baiyu for self-defense, he discarded all those lousy spirit stones, emptying the Storage Jade.

"I’ve committed enough killings based on the trigonometric plan to obscure heavenly mechanisms, but it’s likely still not enough to fool the Xuanji Monster. Calculating the hours, he should be exiting retreat within a couple of days. If he indeed pursues and intercepts us, it would be a matter of seconds.

Therefore, I plan to flee north with all my strength tonight, without halting until we’ve exited Genzhou, and only then will we rest. The journey will require extensive resources, with the ice plains having scarce supplies, so let’s prepare plenty of jerkied meat."

Naturally, Baiyu followed his instructions, and the two of them stuffed the processed demon meat jerky into the Storage Jade, peeled off the fur to make coats, while simultaneously cultivating the "Xuanming Xuanji Ice Qi Technique," preparing thoroughly.

Then, they heard a "thud, thud"—someone knocked on the door, paying a visit.

Tie Dan and Baiyu exchanged a glance; whereas the monk’s invitations had been exhausted, theoretically no more demons should be arriving. But there was no assurance, maybe previous demons spread the word about the feast.

Nonetheless, they decided on the usual response, with Zhen Baiyu pretending to be a manipulated female slave to greet the guests, while Tie Dan ambushed them, to lure and kill.

Consequently, upon opening the cave door, Zhen Baiyu was met by two men and a woman outside, all immortal boys and girls, handsome youths exuding treasure light, with golden light shimmering all around, and blue, gold, and red colored divine lights flying skyward. Their surrounding Daoist energy swirled unbroken, making it clear they were genuine orthodox disciples from the Mystic Sect.

Those three hadn’t expected to see Zhen Baiyu opening the door, and upon seeing her Xuanji Sect disciple attire, with a Soul Suppressing Talisman pinned to her face, said no more than a word. The center red-clothed female cultivator with red evil Daoist energy protecting her body, wearing red clothes, suddenly threw her red silk, wrapping Baiyu’s waist and pulling her over. At the same time, a snap of fingers, she sprayed out a Fire Rain.

Both youths on the sides also brandished their magic artifacts, the left one beating drums and thundering, the right one striking gold and casting thunderbolts.

"Boom boom!" "Bang bang!"

Superior Taoist techniques summoned Wind, Thunder, Lightning, and Thunderbolt, along with that Fire Rain, directly assaulting into the cave! Combusting immediately! Causing thick smoke to roll out! Blowing the Demon Cave to pieces, stones cracked and shattered, turning into a Sea of Fire!

"Eh? Wai—wait a moment..."

Zhen Baiyu barely managed to speak before the red-clothed female cultivator tapped her forehead and knocked her out.

"Did she just say wait a moment?"

The two male cultivators, seeing Zhen Baiyu’s stunning looks of a beauty that brings down nations, couldn’t help but take several more glances.

"Hmph! Reduced to a furnace puppet under the control of monsters, worthless trash!"

The red-clothed female cultivator, seeing Baiyu’s irresistible beauty, grew even more irate upon noticing her male companions’ eyes nearly popping out, and snorted coldly, wrapping Baiyu with her red silk, picking her up to toss into her flower basket.

"I’ll send her back to White Deer Peak for a reward; you go kill all the demons in the cave."

"Eh... Rescue of a Xuanji Sect disciple itself is enough merit, we should escort the immortal back to the mountain first."

"Indeed, indeed, just some practitioners of the Left Dao, no rush for a while, wait until a bounty is posted then come back at leisure, the immortal’s safety is paramount."

"Hmph!"

Thus, when Tie Dan cleaved the Fire Sea with Sword Wind, stepping out from the flames and looking at the trios flying into the sky, he was speechless.

How did we get captured again...

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