Yinshan Record

Chapter 881 Fog Shrouds a Thousand Mountains, Each with its Own Unique Scenery (Part 2)

Outside the Wanling Sect, the mountains and fields are filled with worthless monsters.

The sheer number of them is meaningless; as far as the eye can see, it is utterly boundless.

Each group brought their families, supporting the elderly and carrying the young, truly a scene of demonic chaos.

It's called a country, but there's no order or law inside or outside. It's called a city, but there are no walls in the east, west, south, or north. It's called a market, but there's no buying or selling. It's called a village, but there's no farmland at all.

Countless demons surrounded the mountaintop, reminding Su Che of the slums he had only ever heard of in his previous life, Kowloon Walled City.

As for the Wanling Sect's mountain gate, it was dozens of miles away from this group of demons.

Su Che could indeed ride the wind and force his way through the mountain gate, but that was, after all, the location of the Wanling Sect's mountain gate. The protective formations, the elders guarding the mountain... there were still many tricks up his sleeve. The Third Young Master Su had never been one to act recklessly like that.

With such a group of demons surrounding them, it's clear that you'd have to clear out a whole area before you can even investigate.

For a while, they were at a loss as to where to begin.

Young Master Su was not a kind and good person after all, and he quickly came up with an idea.

He gathered a few large logs from the nearby forest and made a raft. He threw the body of the wind piranha, which had just died at his hands, onto the raft, roughly refined a few vines, tied them to the raft, and then, holding onto the vines with one hand, slowly walked towards the mountain.

Of course, he didn't forget to use illusion magic to change his appearance, adding three long wisps of beard to his lips, changing into a Bagua Taoist robe, casually picking up a pine branch, and forging a pine-patterned sword. In this way, he slowly walked towards the place where the group of demons were.

Feng Xi's plump body was like a small mountain, and compared to it, even though Su San Gongzi was eight feet tall, he was just a tiny ant.

As they dragged themselves along, they naturally made quite a racket. Before they even got close to where the demon was, someone came to intercept them.

"He who comes is stopped!"

A sheep demon, holding a worn-out pen, swaggered over and gently shook the token in his hand.

Behind him were a dozen or so stupid monsters, all of them clad in armor and armed with weapons, and the ranks behind him were not evenly spaced.

"I am a patrolling scribe under the Wanling Sect. What is your name, who is your master, and what brings you to my Wanling Sect?"

Su Che looked at the sheep demon in front of him and felt a strange sense of familiarity about it.

Why are you looking at me like that? Answer me properly.

"This fellow Daoist looks somewhat familiar?"

That goat monster was also an incorruptible and impartial person.

"Stop with this nonsense; trying to establish a kinship is pointless."

However, the goat stroked its beard and looked at Su Che.

"You look familiar, Taoist priest. Could you be a fellow townsman from Xuanshan?"

“Yes, I’m also from Cizhou.”

Su Che immediately knew where this goat monster came from.

Back then, he and the little fox wandered around Xuanshan. He was under the command of a certain ambitious tiger. Unexpectedly, when the demons of Xuanshan scattered, he ended up in the Hundred Thousand Mountains to make a living.

This sheep demon is really lucky.

"As expected, we're from the same hometown."

The goat demon said in a low voice, "But the rules are still the same. What are you doing here at my Ten Thousand Spirits Sect?"

Without waiting for Su Che's reply, he spoke loudly.

"So you were in business, selling pork, right?"

Su Che immediately agreed. "I hunted a really big wild boar in the mountains."

The goat took a piece of yellow paper from his sleeve and hastily wrote a line of words on it with a worn-out pen.

“A certain Mr. Jia has come to our gate to sell a wild boar. The deadline is three days. All departments have completed their investigations. No official may cause any further trouble.”

The goat demon handed the yellow paper to Su Che.

"It's not easy for us to come from Xuanshan, so we should look out for each other."

He whispered, "If you run into any trouble, just say you are a relative of Registrar Yang."

Su Che hadn't expected this fellow villager to be so loyal.

"Thank you, thank you very much."

The clerk waved his hand, which meant that Su Che was allowed to enter.

They hadn't gone in more than a few steps when a monster came up to inquire about the price.

"Sir, how much is this pork?"

"Master Dao is really strong, to be able to drag such a pig in here."

"Such a good pork, I don't know where it came from, it looks so delicious."

As the monsters approached, Su Che tossed the vines in his hand aside.

"In a few days it will be the birthday of the ancient Azure Emperor. I am offering a vegetarian meal, so this pork is free. All you benefactors, whoever has the ability, whether you chop it with a knife or axe, bite it with your teeth or burn it with fire, whatever you can get is yours. Just shout 'Amitabha' before you start."

Immediately, a bold monster shouted "Amitabha!" and opened its mouth to bite, but no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't break through the outermost layer of pigskin.

Although this wind-swallowed beast was defeated by Su Che, it was once a great demon who had painstakingly cultivated the ancient path of annihilation sainthood. It had long been at the Void Step level, and its physical body had been tempered and refined to be indestructible.

Now that I am dead, how could a few minor demons possibly harm me?

One monster struggled, and the others were even more afraid of not being able to gain an advantage. So, countless monsters pushed and pulled, surrounding the wild boar and using their own methods, but they were all helpless and couldn't even bite through its fur.

Seeing that there were many monsters around, Su Che released the Cold Dragon from his sleeve.

A gust of cold wind swept by, and countless monsters turned into ice shards. The essence of their bones, flesh, and blood was swallowed by the cold dragon. The cold dragon absorbed all this essence, and in an instant, it shook its head and tail, and its scales gradually became completely intact.

If I were to cultivate to the realm of immortality, I wonder what kind of changes this cold dragon would undergo.

Huang Tiandao's Six Dragons Returning to the Sun True Technique is divided into six paths, and the most advanced level is to cultivate a true dragon's intent.

Now, the Zhou Jue Yin Tian Secret Manual has nurtured a cold dragon, but the Great Sun Nine Profound True Method has not yet undergone such a change, as its cultivation is still insufficient.

After Su Che's efforts, he wiped out all the monsters on the mountain, leaving only the mountain goat demon standing alone in the cold wind, staring at the ice shards on the ground, speechless for a moment.

"Fellow villager, today I bestow upon you a great fortune."

Su Che spoke softly to it.

"Quickly spread the word to the Wanling Sect that the Yang Sui of the Longevity Sect has arrived. First, kill the monsters of the Southern Mountain to establish our authority. Tomorrow, we will kill the monsters of the Northern Mountain. After all the monsters of the four mountains have been wiped out, we will kill the disciples of the Wanling Sect who are traveling outside. We will continue until the Wanling Sect is reduced to turtle spirits. Only then will my anger subside."

The goat demon was already terrified and its body went limp. When Su Che shouted at it, it immediately fled towards the Wanling Sect with its head in its hands.

Su Che's actions naturally alarmed the experts within the Wanling Sect, and several auras immediately rose into the air.

"Who are you, fellow Daoist, to play such a joke on my Myriad Spirits Sect?"

Su Che ignored him, turned his body, took out a magic artifact and threw it into the monster's corpse, then disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)