Yinshan Record

Chapter 769 The Shadow Demon's Whisper and the Spider Web
Su Che stretched out his hands and grasped the fleeing shadow in his palms.

Rather than pinching, it's more accurate to say that he's using his own condensed sword intent to firmly trap it.

Yin Demon?

Looking at the distorted shadow in his palm, Su Che roughly guessed what it was.

It is one of the fifty kinds of evil spirits in the demonic sect, and is called the Ear-Reporting God.

This thing resembles a caecilian, and like a wisp of smoke, it can shrink into an extremely small space, evading the detection of spiritual senses, and transmit all information about its dwelling place to its master. It can also take advantage of the host's unpreparedness to guide the growth of inner demons.

To be fair, this thing is one of the more useful types among the fifty kinds of Yin Demons.

This little thing is extremely good at hiding. If it weren't for my own Creation Sword Intent probing the internal structure of the jade pendant, I would never have been able to find it.

Su Che looked at the tiny Yin Demon in front of him.

Who hid this thing there?
Was Jin Yunu testing her, or was someone using her as a front?
Su Che watched the little guy wriggling between his fingers.

The term "fifty kinds of Yin Demons" is just a general term. There are many ways to cultivate them, and about 80 or 90% of them involve some heinous acts.

This messenger god was no exception. Su Che remembered that the method of making it was quite complicated. It required finding a lovesick man and a lovesick woman and torturing them with their infatuated hearts in every way before it could be created.

Of course, that was a method devised by a crude cultivator who had just entered the demonic sect. For a master like Jin Yunu or even Wan Ying, there must be a better way.

But none of this matters.

With a flick of the sword intent of creation, the Yin Demon was instantly pulverized.

Su Che casually flicked his hand, picked up a book, and continued reading.

The sect of the Longevity Cult is like a giant pointing straight to the sky, mercilessly looking down on everything in the human world, taking all the joys and sorrows, births, aging, sickness and death into its heart, and then slowly transforming them into a driving force for transcendence.

A grand event is also being held in a luxurious palace somewhere.

The wine from the East Sea was a top-quality brew from the Sword Palace, paired with delicacies made from exotic birds and beasts from the Western Kingdom. Several men and women dressed in light gauze danced and leaped below, displaying the seductive charm of demons. Their ears had been gouged out, and their scars were adorned with gorgeous pearls and gold ornaments. Their tongues had also been cut off.

This was not to prevent the secret from being leaked, but rather due to the master's evil intentions.

Jin Yunu wore a black gauze dress, her snow-white body faintly visible beneath. She held her hair in one hand and a bronze wine cup in the other, smiling as she sipped the crimson wine inside. A small chain of pearls on her ankles shimmered faintly in the dim light of the hall.

"Master, that person has found our little one."

A chubby demonic cultivator had narrow eyes. A thick sheepskin was haphazardly sewn into a garment that clung to his flabby body, and black, bloody spurts from his nostrils.

Jin Yunu glanced at him but didn't say anything, continuing to watch the song and dance performance below.

"Junior Brother Feng, this is not our little guy."

Wanying said with a charming smile, "Among so many people in the sect, quite a few are interested in our junior uncle."

She was dressed quite solemnly at the moment, wearing a simple Taoist robe, with no makeup on her face, and only her hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin.

"That's right, the Eight Meridians of Longevity, who said that thing came from here?"

The other Core Formation cultivators laughed as they spoke.

Jin Yunu still looked down with disdain.

"Exactly, who framed us?"

"Junior Brother Feng, are you being manipulated by someone? How much have you been paid?"

"I never expected that our sect would produce such a traitor as Lao Feng. Master, this kid is fat and strong, perfect for refining pills."

Amidst the commotion, the dozen or so Core Formation cultivators below chatted and laughed, completely oblivious to the fact that Su Che had discovered the Whisperer.

"okay."

Wanying sat to Jin Yunu's right and spoke solemnly, "Yang Sui has been favored by our master, so it's most important for everyone to find out his background and understand his methods. In another year, it will be time to re-evaluate the eight masters. Originally, our master planned to join forces with Gui Yu to occupy two seats and defeat Hua Gu, but now that Gui Yu is in trouble, we must be careful."

She spoke, pointing towards the upper hand.

“Master, this Yang Marrow cultivator is only at the Core Formation stage and came from outside. He's not part of our sect, so the competition for the Eight Peaks leadership a year from now has nothing to do with him. I thought…”

"None of you have ever met Master Fakong from back then."

Jin Yunu said lazily, "Like Yang Sui, he was also the patriarch's 'attendant' at the beginning. Besides, he was just a Buddhist alchemist, so no one paid much attention to him at first."

"Just watching him flip through the sect's scriptures and gradually change his path. At the time, everyone in the sect thought he was just a poor soul used by your master to test the methods."

"But just when the position of the head of the Eight Meridians was about to be re-established, your grandmaster suddenly took him under his wing. Then he quickly entered the Void Step Realm. Hmph, and then on the day of the competition, he slaughtered everyone and took the position of the head of the Eight Meridians."

Jin Yunu glanced at the faces of the crowd below with a hint of desolation in her eyes.

There are other people behind these people, and every word I say here today will soon reach the ears of those who are interested.

You are in me, and I am in you; this is the ecosystem within the sect. What secrets are there within the Longevity Sect?

The most common thing in the Holy Gate is indecisiveness.

"Originally, this Senior Brother Fakong was the most likely to attain immortality, but he inexplicably suffered a demonic tribulation and was corrupted by celestial demons in the outer realms..."

"Your grandmaster was furious about this, which caused quite a stir within the sect."

As Jin Yunu spoke, she suddenly smiled and shook her head.

"I'm truly drunk. This Jade Pot Spring wine from the Sword Palace is brewed with dragon blood. It is indeed pure and potent. Even I am intoxicated without realizing it. Hahaha, everyone says that the Qiantang Dragon Clan is good at making money. I think the Sword Palace is the real master. This wine can even make Bu Xu drunk. It is truly a rare and top-quality wine."

Suddenly, Jin Yunu felt a surge of heroic spirit and raised her wine cup high.

“Disciples, come, come, drink this cup to the brim, drink to victory.”

A commotion immediately erupted below.

Amidst the clinking of glasses, pairs of cold, sinister eyes met.

There is never a shortage of trouble within the sect. Now that the Demon Lord in Hemp Robes has returned from beyond the realm, he will only stir up more bloodshed at this critical juncture of re-establishing the position of the leader of the Eight Meridians.

"Wanying".

Jin Yunu suddenly spoke up.

"The disciple is here."

Wanying smiled as she met her master's burning gaze.

"I remember that the sect recently recruited a new batch of disciples."

"Yes, they are newly accepted disciples. We just arranged for them to stay a few days ago, and they haven't been assigned any lineages yet."

"Alright, teach them the rules and traditions of their sect these next few days. Go and invite that junior uncle to come along."

Jin Yunu took another sip of wine and then said carefully.

"Tell that guy surnamed Feng to be more careful in the future. If he causes trouble again, even if Hua Gu is behind him, I won't let him off the hook."

Wanying looked at Jin Yunu, whose face was flushed, and nodded carefully.

"Master, rest assured, Wanying understands everything."

"You're the one who truly understands me."

Jin Yunu flicked her face lightly with her finger.

(End of this chapter)