Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect
Chapter 1235 - 607: Irreconcilable Paths of Humans and Demons
"Hey! That mixed cultivator of Ma Lai! Who exactly did you kill from my sect? Speak truthfully at once!"
Having witnessed the first array, with the situation eased and surrounded by a graveyard-like underground Taoist Palace, devoid of the chaos of water, fire, and wind, the Huqian Mountain Man began to interrogate and press for answers.
So, Paozi and Ah Xiong hurriedly stood side by side with Chen Xuantian, forgetting their playful banter while dealing with the flames on their bodies.
"Divine Monarch, why be so stubborn? At this moment, we ought to set aside past grievances and join forces to break through the array. If we start internal conflicts now, wouldn’t that be a recipe for self-destruction?"
"Hmph! Am I not setting aside past grievances with you? I can see through you two clearly, but I can’t figure him out!
If the truth isn’t laid out, I won’t feel at ease! If there’s no report, I’ll turn hostile at once!"
"How, how can it be like this."
Paozi and Ah Xiong tensed up at this, immediately ready to engage or flee.
Contrarily, Chen Xuantian wasn’t anxious at all. After all, this person was indeed appearing more relaxed. Otherwise, he might have already shouted "Mixed Cultivator! Demon!" and drawn his weapon to start slashing.
Hmm, don’t be fooled by how the current Mystic Sect has been dressed up by those bastards to seem like some prestigious and orthodox of the Three Great Sects, wielding the authority as the leader of the Immortal Alliance. In truth, most of these Old Xuan Sect people are from impoverished families, used to banditry and robbery from a young age, accustomed to taking advantage of chaotic situations to loot and burn, barking loud without any manners, and resolutely unwilling to say a single extra word unless their knife speaks for them.
So now, when they don’t come slashing directly but instead hurl curses while discussing with you, it shows there’s room for communication. They’re initially expressing their position and drawing a bottom line, hinting that one should not take them for easy targets; try to deceive them, and they’ll turn hostile. At this point, one can talk rationally without crossing boundaries.
Conversely, if the other party wears a smiling face, as if in the spring breeze, being courteous, benevolent, and amiable, resembling a dignified and amiable elder agreeing to everything you say; then it’s over, meaning they don’t care what you say, planning to deal with you regardless.
So, Chen Xuantian also took his time, calculated with his fingers, jumped in place and realized he couldn’t levitate, then squatted, dusted off some ash on the ground to reveal a whole jade slab hidden beneath the ashes, immediately understanding the situation.
This second formation was carefully arranged, seemingly of the Immortal Palace Illusion Realm style. It appeared tranquil for the moment, allowing some respite, but it was actually within the range of the illusion realm’s influence, making it impossible to manipulate Qi to fly. Perhaps there was already a Heavenly Demon sowing discord in secret, stirring internal conflicts; indeed, things should be clarified to avoid leaving weaknesses.
Right now, Chen Xuantian stood up, cupped his hands, and said,
"Dare not hide from the Divine Monarch, my titular name is Wu Lian, serving as a humble Chief Clerk under orders to guard Yun Meng. At the time, the Kunlun Demon Path besieged the Dragon Palace, plunging into a huge calamity. There was a Mystic Sect expert who fiercely fought against the Kunlun Demon Path, but eventually exhausted his Refining and fell in the calamity; I suppose this is the karma you refer to."
The Huqian Mountain Man furrowed his eyebrows, calculating,
"Yun Meng? What techniques did that person use?"
"My skill is shallow, couldn’t see clearly. At that time, I only saw the Kunlun Demon Path using this set, initially countered by Mystic Ice Palm from the Mystic Sect, then suddenly behaved differently, collapsing with one point."
Chen Xuantian jumped out, gestured various poses of ’The Hundred-Eight Forms of the Mystic Blossoms’ and then leapt to the other side, made the flourish sleeve and pointed gesture.
The Huqian Mountain Man recognized it at once, smoothing his brow,
"Oh, Zhan Chuan, ah, then forget it."
Ah Xiong rubbed his head,
"You were clamoring for revenge, now just an oh and it’s done?"
The Huqian coldly snorted,
"What else can I do? I thought he killed some junior, turns out it was that old dog.
A Divinity Transformation cultivator dying in a calamity is only a matter of time, let alone that old fellow died at over three thousand years old, isn’t it a celebration of life? Why would I avenge that?
In truth, that guy took so many resources from the mountain for nothing, yet in those thousands of years did not even lift a finger! All work was dumped on me! I’ve long wanted to cut him down myself!"
Ah Xiong suddenly alarmed,
"Oh... no! I’m also three thousand years old! Does that mean I’ll fall in a calamity too!"
"No worries, our Spiritual Clan’s lifespan is different from the Human Clan’s, and the Divinity Transformation method differs from the Mystic Sect’s as well, without Hu Temple’s lifespan tribulation, you’re still a youngster."
The Cloud Deer consoled Ah Xiong, then approached Chen Xuantian with a salute,
"So, Fellow Daoist Ma Lai is the Chief Clerk of the Dragon Palace; I’ve long admired the name of the Left General, truly an exemplar to our Spiritual Clan.
It’s just unfortunate that the Cloud Dream Dragon King’s enlightenment attempt failed, sadly perishing in this calamity, truly a misfortune for our Spiritual Clan, Fellow Daoist, my condolences."
Chen Xuantian,
"Mm-hm, I’ve long admired, long admired. My condolences, my condolences."
The Huqian Mountain Man callously remarked,
"Hmph! What Cloud Dream Dragon King? Just an old mud eel trapped at the pond’s bottom, what Dao could they achieve, such a joke!"
The Cloud Deer discontented,
"Why does the Divine Monarch always make such racially discriminatory remarks? The Immortal Alliance long concluded that our Spiritual Clan can also transform into human form, also join the Immortal Alliance, contributing to the Cloud Platform. We’re all of the same path, why attack each other’s origins?"
The Huqian Mountain Man chuckled,
"Don’t make others laugh out of their teeth, a demon is a demon. Demons are supposed to eat humans!
You transform into human form because the Heavenly Dao doesn’t allow demon bodies to attain Dao, leaving no other path.
The Cloud Platform allows your entry into the alliance merely to protect rare wildlife, lest the Primordial Divine Beasts be hunted to extinction, leaving no materials to use in the future.