Yinshan Record

Chapter 647 Arrogance and Domination are His True Nature (Part 1)
Su Che released his grip and threw Zhao Qian to the ground.

This kid is definitely not someone sent by the Yin-Yang Dharma King. It's truly inexplicable. Could it be that he's been thrown into this wretched place by the Su Nu Dao because he's so virtuous?

"I'm going to ask you a question. Think it over carefully and answer it carefully. If you answer it well, you will naturally benefit. If you answer it poorly, you will suffer."

Su Che said slowly.

"have you understood?"

"I understand."

Zhao Qian lay on the ground, his eyes darting around, seemingly plotting something.

"Tell me, what's with those zombie soldiers at the gate?"

"Immortal, you may not know this, but four hundred miles north of our Wushi City lies Xiaoqingshan. There, the earth's veins and foul air burst forth, making it a place of Yin corpses, where many ghosts have become powerful. More than thirty years ago, an eight-armed ghost king appeared. He was incredibly skilled and slaughtered the entire family of the city's ruler. He then seized our Wuzhong City and became its king, changing its name to Wushi City."

A ghost that has gained power? If that's the case, then the Su Nu Dao has indeed put itself in the right place.

"What level of cultivation does that Eight-Armed Ghost King possess? Now that he has occupied this city, is no one going to do anything about it?"

"The Eight-Armed Ghost King is at the Void Step level. He possesses extraordinary supernatural powers and is allied with the ghosts of Little Green Mountain. None of the sects in Wushi City are his match. As for other famous sects, Anguo is just to the west of us. Demons have taken over the country there. They are too busy attacking Anguo to even think about attacking our small Wushi City."

Su Che frowned upon hearing this.

He knew for certain that the situation in the Seventy-Two Kingdoms was always chaotic, as it was a buffer zone between the Central Plains and the Western Kingdoms, somewhat of a no-man's-land. Sometimes, the Demonic Sect would even get involved.

However, the fact that it escalated to the point where demons occupied a country and ghosts seized a city clearly indicates that the local sects had encountered some problems.

Su Che remembered that there was a Qingxu Sect in the Seventy-Two Kingdoms, which was a major sect with a resident Earth Immortal in charge. How could it have been turned into this state by all sorts of demons and monsters?
What's this "blood tax" all about?

Su Che remembered something: the boy named Huang Lai'er he had just met was hunting rabbits and said he had to pay some kind of blood tax.

"The eight-armed demon king occupied the city. He did not accept any gold or silver, only blood sacrifices. Therefore, every household sought out living beings to offer sacrifices. He also issued an edict to reward the family that offered the most. Apart from that, there were no other taxes. He simply arranged for people to manage the city."

Upon hearing this, Su Che felt a mix of emotions he couldn't quite put into words.

I myself have served as a people-friendly official.

This eight-armed demon king only seeks blood offerings, and he doesn't impose any exorbitant taxes or require the people to undertake any labor. Perhaps his burden is relatively light.

"And what is the origin of your Tiger Roar Hall?"

"Our Tiger Roar Hall has always been a branch of the Wushi City, and it was on par with the other two sects, Thunderclap Sect and Chaotic Soul Sect. Our strengths were roughly equal. However, because we had always maintained a good relationship with the previous city lord and were allies with each other, we have been suppressed by the other two sects after the change of dynasties. We have become increasingly unaware of our situation."

Zhao Qian, who was afflicted by the Moon Serpent's Shadow Mark, knew how unbearable the pain was, as if it were tearing his soul apart from the depths of his being. He spoke frankly and without reservation.

"Over the past few years, to guard against the Eight-Armed Ghost King's rampages, everyone had reached a tacit understanding and stopped resorting to lethal force. However, a few days ago, our leader went out hunting demonic beasts and was injured. Those two families completely disregarded the bigger picture and launched a brutal attack..."

Zhao Qian spoke earnestly, but Su Che only listened to a fraction of what he said.

These power-hungry gangs have no integrity whatsoever; they're nothing but treacherous schemes and betrayals.

As for the so-called overall situation...

If we really wanted to consider the bigger picture, we wouldn't have waited until these past few years to develop this tacit understanding.

"Have any outsiders come to your city these past few days? Have any strange things happened?"

Su Che suspected that the Void-Stepping Ghost Cultivator that the Northern Mang Ghost Ancestor was looking for should be at Little Green Mountain in the north. Since their intention was Little Green Mountain, they should be in this Wushi City.

"I've never heard of that before..."

Su Che thought for a moment and realized that Tiger Roar Hall, a gang that was already half-buried in the ground, had no time to care about such things.

However, with his trip to the Blood River Realm imminent, Su Che had no time to play any heart-to-heart games with these people.

"Raise your head. Are you the deputy leader of the Tiger Roar Hall?" Su Che asked, looking at Zhao Qian.

"Yes."

"Besides you, how many other deputy hall masters are there?"

"Our sect also has two deputy hall masters, both at the Divine Transformation Realm, but only the hall master has cultivated the Rejuvenation Pill..."

"From now on, I will be your leader, do you understand?"

Su Che looked at Zhao Qian and said coldly.

"If you follow my lead, you will not only have a way to survive, but also wealth and glory. If you want to talk about loyalty and righteousness, I can grant your wish. I will send you on your way now, and you can choose for yourself."

Zhao Qian quickly bowed his head and kowtowed.

"We will obey the immortal's orders."

He deeply regretted his own lapse in judgment, which had led him to invite such a demon into the hall.

The only option now is to preserve our lives and deal with this devil slowly.

"okay."

Su Che said dismissively.

"Stand up and lead me around your brothel."

Time was of the essence, and there was no room for lukewarm methods. Since things had come to this point, Young Master Su was happy to play the villain.

“Immortal… but there are still Thunderclap Sect members lying in ambush near the city gate. I’m afraid…”

You should take care of yourself.

Zhao Qian struggled to get up from the ground. He was also a powerful cultivator, but Su Che's attack was too fast, leaving him no time to react.

Now that he was able to get up from the ground, he naturally checked himself carefully and found that his Dao foundation was intact and there were no obvious or hidden injuries on his body. He immediately felt the urge to fight again.

At most, I was just ambushed by this guy surnamed Zuo. Now that I've come to my senses, I'm going to teach him a lesson.

As this thought arose, he met Zuo Lengchan's icy gaze again, and in an instant it felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured into his bones, leaving him feeling utterly desolate, and he recalled the unspeakable pain he had just experienced.

"how?"

"This humble servant will now guide the immortal... this humble servant will now lead the way for the hall master."

Zhao Qian hurriedly clasped his hands in a salute, but a cold sweat broke out on the back of his head, something he hadn't experienced in many years.

He carefully led Su Che through the city gate of Wushi City.

Su Che watched his retreating figure, still calculating the next steps in his mind.

The city gate of Wushi City is quite tall, showing its former glory. The corpse soldiers on both sides of the city gate are actually just decorations to scare the common people, and are nothing to real cultivators.

Zhao Qian clearly still retained his prestige in Wushi City. Along the way, the people around him quietly walked to both sides and knelt down, bowing to him repeatedly.

"Old Zhao, you do have some of the grandeur of an emperor from the Central Plains."

Su Che scoffed, and Zhao Qian immediately bent downwards.

"Villain..."

"There's no need to put on this show of being a nervous wreck. Just lead the way properly."

(End of this chapter)