Urban Demon Refining System

"Your Majesty! He's awake!" In a daze, Zhao Baichuan sensed a figure moving in front of him. It took him a while to open his eyes, and he saw a rat-headed, human-bodied creature curiously examining him. He moved and found that his hands were bound with ropes.

"Bring him here!" a soft, feminine voice rang out.

"Yes!" The rat-headed, human-bodied monster obeyed the order and dragged Zhao Baichuan toward the source of the voice.

"Hehe! Little guy! We meet again!" The rat demon led Zhao Baichuan to a room with a pool table in the middle. The man in the suit was holding a pool cue and looking at him with a smile.

"Who are you! Why are you arresting me!" Zhao Baichuan shouted sternly.

"Can you play pool?" The man in the suit didn't answer his question, but instead said with a smile, "I'll tell you if you beat me!"

"Hmph! Let's fight then!" Not knowing what the other party was up to, Zhao Baichuan simply stopped guessing. "I hope you keep your word!" Although he didn't play billiards often, he was quite good at this kind of black eight.

"I always keep my word! Someone! Set up the balls!" The rat demon deftly set up the pool balls and then grabbed a cue from the side. "If you please the king, you'll be well rewarded!"

"Excuse me!" Zhao Baichuan replied noncommittally, but secretly wondered who this man in the suit was.

"Haha! I'll start!" The man in the suit picked up his cue, aimed at the white ball, and with a powerful swing of his arm, all the balls were smashed apart, and a solid-colored ball swished into the net.

"Great shot, Your Majesty!" The rat demon next to him jumped up and clapped enthusiastically, as if he were the one who scored the goal.

"Tch! That flattery is so fake!" Zhao Baichuan secretly scoffed. Judging from the man in the suit's demeanor, he was clearly a novice, and this shot was mostly a fluke. Sure enough, the next moment, the cue ball hit a ball that was practically touching the hole.

"It's your turn!" The man in the suit was clearly annoyed. He stared at the tree for a long time, unwilling to accept defeat, before finally speaking in a muffled voice.

"Watch closely!" Zhao Baichuan swung his arms, observed the layout of the pool table, selected a ball into the middle pocket, glanced at it briefly, and made a push-pull motion with his arm, sending the ball into the net.

"Ha! You've got some skills!" The man in the suit immediately tensed up. "Continue!"

"Hmph!" Zhao Baichuan gave him a provocative look, then chose another ball from the bottom pocket. With a "clang," the ball went in again.

"Your Majesty! This guy just got lucky!" The rat demon immediately began to belittle Zhao Baichuan. "Look at his movements, he's clearly a novice!"

"Hmm." The man in the suit was clearly not paying attention to what he was saying, his attention completely focused on the pool table.

"Clang!" This time, it was ball number 10 that Zhao Baichuan chipped into the middle pocket after it grazed the edge.

"Phew! Not bad luck!" Zhao Baichuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was actually a newbie, but he seemed to be doing quite well today, winning three times in a row.

"Your Majesty! He..."

"Shut up!" The man in the suit finally lost his temper and turned his anger on the rat demon, slapping him aside. "Get out of here!"

Zhao Baichuan was startled by the commotion. He turned his head and saw the rat demon covering its face, walking to the side with a wronged expression, and tears glistening in its eyes.

"Damn! What's going on here!" He chuckled to himself, and without thinking, he accidentally swept the white ball, which rolled into a patterned ball and came to a stop.

"Haha! Missed!" The man in the suit immediately grinned. "That was just a warm-up! Watch me take you down in one shot!" This time he chose a solid-colored ball near the middle pocket, aiming at it intently for a long time, but the ball only grazed the edge slightly and he missed.

"It's my turn again!" Zhao Baichuan deliberately showed off in front of him, glanced at the pom-pom in the bottom pocket, and "Ding!" The pom-pom went in again.

"You're really lucky!" the man in the suit said dejectedly. "I don't believe you can score every time."

"Watch this!" Zhao Baichuan found it amusing and once again potted a ball that was almost within reach.

"They won't score the next goal!"

"when!"

"That ball definitely isn't there!"

"when!"

……

As if divinely inspired, Zhao Baichuan managed to hit the remaining balls one after another.

"The last one!" Zhao Baichuan deliberately pointed to the black eight not far away and said to the man in the suit.

"Hmph! Come on!" The man in the suit sneered, his face showing disdain, but inwardly he was tense. Could this guy really break through?

The white ball was struck, making a zigzag motion on the table, and with a "clang," the black eight ball was knocked into the middle pocket, giving Zhao Baichuan the victory!

"Haha! I won! Now you can answer my questions! Who are you? Why did you arrest me? And where did the little girl who was with me go?"

"Fine! I accept my defeat!" The man in the suit threw his cue stick onto the pool table. "I am Huang Feng Guai of Huang Feng Ridge! As for why I arrested you, well, you were unlucky enough to trespass on our territory!"

"The Yellow Wind Monster?!" Zhao Baichuan's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. Wasn't that the weasel that fought Sun Wukong for more than thirty rounds and even blinded the Great Sage with its wind? How could this guy be here!

"Where is my companion? Where did you take her?" Zhao Baichuan asked again.

"Well!" Yellow Wind Monster's eyes darted around. "This question doesn't seem to be part of our bet, so I'm afraid I can't answer it! Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless you play another game with me!"

Zhao Baichuan: "..."

Thinking his scheme had succeeded, Huang Fengguai set up another game, but his skills were really not good. He only managed to score two goals before losing again.

"Now you can tell me!"

"It's a spider demon! She found out that the little girl had the Youth-Preserving Pearl, so she took her away!"

"Huh! The spider demon?" Zhao Baichuan was taken aback and subconsciously asked, "The one inside the Spider Cave?"

"That's right! It's him!" Yellow Wind Monster was clearly still feeling frustrated about the loss. "We're neighbors! She lives in that temple on the mountaintop!"

"Hey! Yellow Wind Monster!" Zhao Baichuan suddenly had an idea. "How about this? I'll teach you ball skills, and you help me rescue my companion!"

"This..." Yellow Wind Monster was somewhat tempted, but then firmly shook his head, "I can't beat her!"

"You..." Zhao Baichuan was speechless with anger. You were pretty fierce when you were fighting Sun Wukong, so why did you chicken out when it came to this female demon?

"That spider demon's web-spinning technique is the nemesis of my Samadhi Divine Wind! I am no match for her!" Yellow Wind Monster was clearly unwilling. "However, I can send you to her, but I won't interfere with how to save you!"