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Chapter 965: Staff as Pen, Book Transforms into Demon

On this day, the Fire Tree in Lihuozhou was in a situation where it wanted to be still but the wind wouldn't stop.

The newly appointed governor, Zhou Nanwang, inspected the four directions of the prefecture with his imperial insignia, and was welcomed by prominent families and clans from all over the country.

Meanwhile, the great battle between the Hundred Factions Alliance and the Ten Demons of the Southeast had just ended. Although the Alliance had won a great victory, it had also suffered considerable losses.

The great lord has slain two powerful demons, but his divine weapon has been damaged. He is now summoning master craftsmen to reforge it.

The Ten Demons of the Southeast were not resting either. On one hand, they competed internally to promote and fill the vacancies left by the fallen, and on the other hand, they sent out demons to harass the Great Lord in turn, attempting to delay the progress of the Great Lord's divine weapon reforging.

News of unrest has also come from the southern border. It is said that Lord Shen's disciples have repelled hundreds of invading enemy forces, who either forced their way in or infiltrated the enemy's ranks, using every means at their disposal.

It is said that the target of these foreign enemies is none other than the forbidden area of ​​Southern Xinjiang, Luofu Mountain.

On this day, the world was in turmoil, and all directions were disturbed. Outstanding individuals were not able to control their own fate and were swept up in the overwhelming tide.

Although the events that occurred at the Governor's Mansion and Juding Mountain attracted the attention of the demons, they did not receive much attention.

The most powerful demon, the lewd demon that disguised itself and infiltrated, is far from being on par with the Ten Demons of the Southeast.

"Gentlemen, I will make a fool of myself today!"

Governor's Palace...

Yes, it seems Xiaoyaozi is about to put pen to paper, and all the Golden Immortals are eagerly awaiting his arrival.

Every famous figure in the Golden Immortal Path has a pen they use regularly. For them, the pen is as important as a martial artist's divine weapon. For example, Chongyang Gong had nine famous pens, each with a name.

Xiaoyaozi has rarely shown his writings to others, so everyone is quite curious and eager to see them for themselves.

Xiaoyaozi spread his hands and bowed towards the void, "Please grant me the Governor's Staff!"

what?
The staff was a weighty instrument authorized by the feudal lord. Zhou Nanwang took office with the staff in his hand, and he also carried it when he went out on inspection tours. All the feudal lords and noble families in the four directions would bow down when they saw it, which was a sign of their respect for the supreme monarchy.

Who would have thought that Xiaoyaozi would make such a grand move right from the start, intending to use the governor's staff as a pen?

Can you agree to that?
The gaze fell on Zhou You!

The next moment, the void trembled and suddenly cracked open, and the staff fell from the sky and stuck into the ground.

Unexpectedly, Governor Zhou Nanwang actually won the imperial staff, so today is definitely going to be a big event.

But then another problem arises: we have the pen, but where is the ink? And where do we lay out the paper?

Xiaoyaozi nodded in a certain direction, and Yuanquezi, who had been waiting for a long time, raised his hand and made a sweeping motion, his target being the vile demon suppressed by the string of beads.

The lewd demon thought its demonic body was tough, but it was as fragile as paper in front of Yuan Quezi. Half of its neck was severed, and blood gushed out like a spring, filling a large vat in just a few breaths.

"Use what's available locally. Demon blood may be smelly, but it's readily available and contains the mysteries of demonic transformations. It's usable!"

Hearing this, the lewd demon flew into a rage, "I swear, you will repay me a thousand times over for what I have suffered today."

"Old man, whatever you want to do, don't expect it to succeed. My demon race's great cause is about to be accomplished. At that time, you will all be pigs and sheep in the pen, fish and meat on a chopping board!"

The pen and ink are ready, and finally... paper!

With a flick of his wrist, the demonic blood was drawn by the ethereal brushstrokes of the staff, beginning to outline the strokes of seal script.

Xiaoyaozi skipped this step, using his staff as a guide to lift a stream of demon blood from the large vat, its thickness even and meandering.

"This is... Chongyang Gong's 'The True Explanation of the Origin of the Demon Race.' He wrote a million-word book to analyze the true meaning of the word 'demon.'"

The three lackeys immediately recognized the familiar content.

Xiaoyaozi clearly consulted with Chongyang Gong and received his true teachings, as evidenced by the sophisticated style in his writing. In other words, Xiaoyaozi's theories were comparable to Chongyang Gong's, and he was able to integrate the two theories seamlessly.

In the blink of an eye, the seal script character "妖" was written and outlined, and further details were filled in, making the core meaning more complete.

Of course, it also contained a lot of content that they couldn't understand, which obviously came from Xiaoyaozi's own enlightenment.

After getting started, the main event begins: the goal I'm writing about now.

"Become a monster and transform into a monster."

Xiaoyaozi pointed at the huge seal script drawn in the void. This seemingly casual point activated the power circuit of the seal script, and countless rays of light and bright spots flowed and moved accordingly.

In an instant, the sky above the governor's mansion changed color, and the power of the seal script communicated with the celestial phenomena.

Xiaoyaozi's intention was finally revealed: his purpose in writing seal script was... to transform into a demon.

Since demonization is irreversible, in order to eliminate potential threats, the existence of demons must be completely dismantled and digested.

"Fellow Daoist, the seal script is complete. Set it down as soon as possible, otherwise it won't last long."

Mr. Yin offered a well-intentioned reminder.

From the moment we left until now, Xiaoyaozi has not laid out any paper. It should be known that if the brush and ink are not supported by paper or other objects, they will not last long and will eventually dissipate and the characters will disappear.

"Hehe, do you know why I'm borrowing the governor's precious land?"

Xiaoyaozi pointed his staff and then pointed in a certain direction from the Jie residence, and everyone suddenly understood.

It turns out that the seal script chosen by Xiaoyaozi was the tripod vessel in the governor's mansion, a symbol of the governor's status.

There are many kinds of tripods. When Zhou You was at Daqian Martial Arts School, he won a merit tripod, which was a reward for his merits. Those tripods that families made and treasured were mostly ritual objects used for ancestral worship.

The cauldrons used by the city gate guards, as well as the cauldrons used by the governors and prefects, were all called "power cauldrons," symbolizing the emperor's authorization of his position and being tied to his official rank.

The governor first lent him the imperial staff, then the imperial cauldron, which was tantamount to unconditionally opening up all his authority to Xiaoyaozi.

The Golden Immortals present looked solemn; they had underestimated the situation.

It is conceivable that Zhou Nanwang took a huge risk and Xiaoyaozi paid a huge price. The things they conspired to do must have been enormous, covering far more than just Lihuozhou, and looking into the future, they could go on for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
What exactly are they trying to do?
Amidst numerous speculations, Xiaoyaozi bowed respectfully to the staff, then used his brush to guide the seal script 'Demon' written in demon blood and imbued with its essence, which vanished in a flash.

The next moment, the resounding hum of the bronze tripod in the Jie Mansion soared into the sky, accompanied by magnificent music played by chime bells, sheng, and xiao.

It was as if a distinguished guest had arrived, and the Jie residence was welcoming its most grand arrival.

Xiaoyaozi exhaled, and half of his once black hair turned white instantly. He took a few steps back and slumped into the chair.

His once full and rosy complexion suddenly turned pale and withered.

Seeing this, the many Golden Immortals realized that this action had taken a huge toll on him, nearly killing him.

Buzz!
Amidst the trembling and humming of the cauldron, a ball of light and shadow slowly rose, revealing a newly formed seal script encased in the cauldron's patterns.

"Transformation into a demon, transformation into a demon! The power that the cauldron has gained is called transformation into a demon!"

The ball of light streaked across the sky like a shooting star, then slanted down towards a corner of the horizon.

That direction leads to the barren mountain that was just named Juding Mountain, a place where many pharmacists gather.

On Juding Mountain, the Bitter Soup Pharmacist stood on a high platform, squinting at the clouds. A tiny point of light flickered within the clouds, about the size of a sesame seed, then in the blink of an eye it grew to the size of a mung bean, and in the next blink it grew to the size of a broad bean...

(End of this chapter)