Stealing the Heavens.

Chapter 87: A Demon Spirit Was Captured

"Master, there's a demon spirit above the city gate!" Zi Dong ignored Donglai Ziqi and quickly reminded Sikong Bo.

"How did you find out?!" Sikong Bo was stunned. He could only lock onto the demon spirits that launched the attack; the demon spirits that had been hiding were completely undetectable.

"The Qi Luck Spiritual Root is trying to devour him." Zi Dong explained with a wry smile. How could he possibly have discovered this? It was all thanks to the Eastern Purple Qi.

"Wasn't the Qi Luck Spiritual Root dormant?!" Sikong Bo's eyes were filled with suspicion. Why would Zi Dong lie to him?

“As long as there is food, the Qi Luck Spiritual Root will awaken on its own; there’s no need to wake it up!” Feng Qingwu immediately retorted sarcastically.

"Master, it's like this." Zi Dong could only continue to smile bitterly. Sooner or later, Donglai Ziqi would turn him into a big liar in everyone's eyes.

"Do you know the exact location of that demon spirit?" Sikong Bo could only trust Zi Dong, who wanted to capture the demon spirit.

The reason why demons are so difficult to deal with is that the Taoist sect has never captured one. Sikong Bo wants to take one back to the sect for research.

“I can find the Qi Luck Spirit Root, but I can’t.” Zi Dong shook his head with a wry smile. He didn’t even know if there were any demon spirits, so how could he possibly pinpoint their exact location?

"Zi Dong, can you use your Qi Luck Spirit Root to capture this demon spirit?!" Si Kong Bo was very excited.

"Master, I'm only responsible for providing the luck; there's nothing else I can do," Zi Dong said with a wry smile, shaking his head once more.

"It's probably because your cultivation level is too low." Sikong Bo nodded seriously: "It allowed your Qi Luck Root to devour the demonic spirits above the city gate!"

Zi Dong quickly agreed and immediately channeled 100 points of ninth-grade Qi into the main vein. The purple mist surged out rapidly and rushed towards the sky above the city gate.

But to everyone's surprise, Sikong Bo followed the purple mist and rushed towards the sky above the city gate.

Just as the purple mist forced the hidden demon spirit to reveal itself and was about to devour it, Sikong Bo suddenly accelerated, condensing a giant hand in the void, and went straight for the terrified demon spirit.

The purple mist immediately condensed into a giant fist, which directly smashed away Sikong Bo's void hand, and then smashed towards Sikong Bo himself.

"Good!" Sikong Bo was quite excited and immediately roared, his fists suddenly growing larger and rushing straight towards the purple mist fist.

His divine sense had locked onto the demon spirit, preventing the purple mist from devouring it; he had to defeat Sikong Bo first.

"Boom, boom, boom..." Sikong Bo's fists clashed fiercely with the Purple Mist Fist, causing the air to explode continuously.

"Zi Dong, you deliberately controlled that purple mist fist to beat up Hall Master Sikong, didn't you?" Liu Moqing asked gloatingly.

"Why would I beat up Hall Master Sikong?!" Zi Dong glanced at Liu Moqing, puzzled. Even provoking someone needs a reason, right?

"Master Sikong is in charge of the Yuntian Sect's Enforcement Hall, so he must have punished you!" Liu Moqing said matter-of-factly.

"Not only did Master Sikong not punish me, but he also took good care of me!" Zi Dong immediately retorted.

"Then they must have punished other disciples of the Demon Hunter Group as well!" Liu Moqing insisted on sowing discord between Zi Dong and Sikong Bo.

"Lord Liu, if I could control my Qi Luck and Spiritual Root, I would definitely beat you up first!" Zi Dong glared angrily at Liu Moqing.

"I have no grudge against you, why are you beating me?!" Liu Moqing was not angry; Zi Dong was just trying to divert attention.

"Because you made me the target of all cultivators on this Heavenly Fortune Continent!" Zi Dong's eyes blazed with fury.

"You've misunderstood me, the city lord!" Liu Moqing quickly defended himself, "That was entirely the work of the demons!"

"Hmph, the demons were only secretly hunting me; it was you who leaked the information. I'll remember this debt!" Zi Dong sneered. Liu Moqing's smug, chubby face immediately darkened. If Zi Dong held a grudge against him because of this, he would have to strike first and absolutely not let Zi Dong grow stronger!

More purple mist surged out from Zi Dong's body, because Si Kongbo had used spatial power to imprison the area above the city gate.

The purple aura from the east even condensed the demons it had devoured, and enchanting music played as the remaining hundreds of amethyst fairies danced around Sikong Bo.

Sikong Bo became more and more excited as he fought, his speed increasing, his fists becoming afterimages as he smashed the purple mist into a turbulent upheaval.

"Zi Dong, talk to Qi Yun and Ling Gen and tell them to stop fighting. They shouldn't be too bad to lose one more demon spirit."

Zhou Xinyu quickly reminded him that if Sikong Bo were to suffer any injury, it would indeed create a rift between the two of them, just as Liu Moqing had said.

"The key is that the Qi Luck Spiritual Root doesn't listen to me!" Zi Dong shook his head with a wry smile. He did want to discuss it with Donglai Ziqi.

"Threaten it!" Feng Qingwu shouted through gritted teeth, "If it doesn't obey, it won't receive any more luck!"

"This method might work!" Zhou Xinyu immediately agreed. Since Qi Luck Spiritual Roots need Qi Luck, Zi Dong could take the initiative.

"I'll give it a try!" Zi Dong suddenly became excited. Why hadn't he thought of this method? He had been led by the nose by Donglai Ziqi all along.
"The purple aura from the east! Give this demon spirit to Hall Master Sikong, or even if I die, I will never give you another ounce of fortune!"

"Boom, boom, boom," the Purple Mist Fist clashed with Sikong Bo a few more times before suddenly surging towards Zi Dong.

Although Sikong Bo was somewhat stunned, he immediately used his void hand to tightly grab the dumbfounded demon spirit.

"Zi Dong, you've threatened the Qi Luck Spiritual Root?!" Zhou Xinyu asked excitedly as all the purple mist rushed back into Zi Dong's body.

"I threatened to kill myself, and it probably got scared!" Zi Dong said excitedly. He had just said it casually, but he didn't expect it to actually work.

"Hmph, even the Heavenly Dao bullies the weak and fears the strong, so naturally, Qi Luck and Spiritual Roots are no exception!" Feng Qingwu glanced disdainfully at the bright sky.

The protective array of Jinshi City had been removed, and the city gates were wide open. Sikong Bo, holding the demon spirit, immediately ordered them to enter the city.

"Zi Dong, how could Qi Yun Ling Gen let go?!" Si Kong Bo asked curiously as he walked, not believing that he had defeated Qi Yun Ling Gen.

"The disciple threatened to kill himself, so his luck and spiritual root must be afraid," Zi Dong quickly explained.

"Yes, without your body, your luck and spiritual roots will dissipate into the world." Sikong Bo nodded in realization.

"Master, can Zi Dong's Qi Luck Root be refined by others?" Feng Qingwu suddenly asked a sensitive question.

“Ordinary spiritual roots can be refined, but those with a strong destiny cannot. They only recognize one master and will protect it with all their might.”

Sikong Bo glanced at everyone, especially Liu Moqing, who was listening intently with her ears perked up, his gaze full of warning.

There must have been someone eyeing Zi Dong for a long time. Nobody wants to have too much luck, especially when it's so powerful.

"Zi Dong, take a stroll around the city and see if there are any more demon spirits. Liu Moqing, you go with me!"

As they approached the inn, Sikong Bo gave Zi Dong an order, worried that there might still be demons hiding there.

Zi Dong and Liu Moqing quickly agreed, and Zhou Xinyu and Feng Qingwu also wanted to accompany Zi Dong and take a look at Jinshi City.

(End of this chapter)