Yinshan Record

Chapter 217 Traces of the Demonic Sect
Bitch.

Lord Deer stood up from his seat.

Sooner or later you'll understand what it means to have uneven eyebrows and eyes.

He was a rogue cultivator from the East Sea, born in the Rakshasa Sea.

Rakshasa Sea, one of the top trading companies in the East Sea, has intricate connections with the East Sea Sword Palace and the Southern Wilderness Demonic Sect.

The Wang clan of Langya and the Xie clan of Chenjun have long been partners of the Rakshasa people in the Southern Liang Dynasty.

The reason he was sent to Nanliang this time was to handle some matters.

Having been rebuffed by Madam Xie, Lord Deer didn't say anything.

His fifth-grade cultivation level would make him a pillar of the Central Plains, but in the Rakshasa Sea, it's really nothing special.

Let's deal with Siksananda's matter first.

Deer God's figure vanished from the room in an instant, leaving only a faint mist.

“Madam, this water demon looks quite delicious. Why don’t I chase after him and eat him?”

"Forget it, the East Sea is full of these half-baked people who have some magical power and think they're gods. Xuandu Palace says that the Central Plains is a land of people, but he'll never figure out the meaning of the word 'people' in his entire life."

Madam Xie rested her chin on her hand, picked up a grape from the side, and put it in her mouth.

"That Su Che."

The maid looked at Madam Xie and said, "The smell on him..."

"Cooperate with the Buddhist community, bring Siksananda into the scheme, and establish connections with the East Sea."

Madam Xie smiled and said, "This is a grand decision made personally by the Emperor. Under this grand strategy, neither the Su family of Duling, nor the Six Harmonies Azure Dragon, nor even the millions of people of Cizhou will be considered by the Holy Emperor..."

"I don't understand at all."

Zhu Yan shook his head.

"It's good that you don't understand, because I don't understand what that emperor is thinking either. But since he has already put us in this position, we have no choice but to move forward."

People say that the Wang and Xie families have half the world's wealth, but who knows what the price is behind that empty fame?

Madam Xie shook her head, her eyes filled with desolation.

In the county government office of Tian'an County, Magistrate Pei Huai once again offered words of advice, implying that it was unwise to confront the Langya Wang clan under the current circumstances.

Su Che did not say anything more to this county magistrate who came from a poor family.

What he truly cared about was Zhu Yi.

Su Che did not linger and returned directly to the silk shop where the Imperial Guards were stationed.

Zhu Yi has returned, looking very worried.

"Have the items been handed over to the City God?"

"I didn't see the county god, but his ghost messenger accepted that item."

Zhu Yi sighed.

"My lord, what exactly happened this time? Please tell me the whole story first..."

He was really worried.

After all these years as a secret police officer, he's still the same. To put it nicely, he's a stationed envoy; to put it bluntly, he's nothing.

Zhu Yi once had a passion for the Great Liang Dynasty, but now he only wants to retire peacefully after achieving his goals.

Suddenly a major case came along, one that he neither could nor wanted to handle.

"Take a look at this."

Su Che thought about the patterns on the blood talismans, picked up paper and pen, and roughly sketched them. Then he picked up another piece of paper and wrote a few characters that looked like birds and insects.

"Did you understand these two pieces of paper?"

"The other one seems to be written in the insect and bird script of the Southern Wilderness."

"It's the script of insects and birds."

Back when he was in Shanyin County, Su Che had the chance to see this legendary insect-script and bird-script writing system that was said to originate from the Southern Wilderness.

"Does it look like it?" Zhu Yi held up the two pieces of paper and looked at them carefully.

"Although the graphics are different, the flavor inside is the same..."

"It should be the Heavenly Demon Diagram combined with insect script and bird script. Someone is using demonic methods to raise Gu."

Su Che tossed the two pieces of paper aside. He hadn't fully explained himself; his current judgment stemmed from the fact that the layout of the mansion reminded him of someone.

The Old Monster of Xuanshan, or rather, the Lion-Green-Lotus Tathagata.

The eerie aura emanating from those blood talismans reminded Su Che of the methods the old lion had ultimately employed in the great tomb at Niushou Mountain.

However, while the old lion combined demonic techniques with Buddhist mandalas, here it was replaced with insect script and bird seal script.

"Magic Gate?"

"I guess so."

Zhu Yi gasped.

"The Demonic Sect has also infiltrated the Central Plains?"

The Demonic Sect is arguably the most hated group of cultivators in the world. Besides their disregard for morality, the most important reason is their emphasis on unfettered transformation and boundless demonic influence.

Stealing the cultivation of others and making it one's own is the very essence of demonic cultivation.

Although the rules of Xuandu Palace stipulate that no one in the Central Plains can display power exceeding the third rank of cultivation, the Earth Immortals of Xuandu Palace still have time to play with any demonic sect figures who dare to set foot in the Central Plains.

As for the Xuanmen and Jianzong sects in the Central Plains and the East Sea, they regard the Demonic Sect as prey, and when they see them, they call their friends and companions to kill them.

Therefore, the Demonic Sect usually stays in the north and south, and rarely sends people to the Central Plains.

Even if someone comes, they act alone, just like the one from the Heavenly Sect who always keeps his word, like a lone wolf separated from its pack.

This is all due to the overall environment of the Central Plains.

Once it becomes clear that the Demonic Sect may be behind the actions taken in Tian'an County, it will inevitably cause even greater turmoil.

Zhu Yi estimated that he, being such a small fry, would probably drown.

“Keep a close eye on him, something’s not right with the City God of Tian’an County…” Su Che shook his head at this point: “Never mind, it’s just the two of us here, I’ll handle him over there.”

“My lord, I’m afraid I can’t do this.” Zhu Yi’s face was ashen. “I’ve always been a local official who does nothing of note. My death is a small matter, but if I delay the important affairs of the court and you, my lord, that would be a crime deserving of death.”

"You, go in my place."

Su Che had figured out his thoughts.

"I'll write a secret letter, and you can deliver it to Commander Shi for me. That way, I'll have an explanation."

"Your Excellency, I will never forget your noble character."

"The meager salary from the imperial court is certainly not enough to risk one's life."

Su Che fully understood Zhu Yi's choice.

In the present day, the Great Liang Empire, at its highest level, belongs to the emperor, and at its lowest level, to the powerful and influential families.

Yu Ze ran away when things went wrong; he was a complete scoundrel. It's understandable that Zhu Yi was thinking of his wife and children.

It didn't take much effort to write a letter. Su Che quickly wrote a bland and uninteresting secret letter and handed it to Zhu Yi.

"Go when you should, these are turbulent times. The realm between Yin and Yang has just emerged, and there are many hungry ghosts and fierce spirits. Take good care of yourself."

"grown ups……"

Zhu Yi didn't say anything.

This superior was surprisingly easy to talk to.

Just as he was moved, shouts and questions came from outside.

Is anyone inside? Where is Zhu Yi?

"The Chief Censor has arrived, why is no one there to greet him?"

Shi Chibao.

Su Che looked towards the door, wondering why this superior had arrived at this time.

(End of this chapter)