Chapter 301: Demons Dance (5)
Yangcheng.
Le Wu’s old lair has now turned into a devil’s den.
It is not a literary embellishment, but a real devil's lair.
The six sects of the Demonic Path have all sent out their elite disciples, led by the elders of the sect, and set up camp in Yangcheng.
During the period when the spiritual power of the Supreme Saint Heaven and Earth collapsed, the world was like a leaking pond. Only a little shallow water remained, which could feed some small shrimps and fish, that is, ordinary people and martial arts practitioners, and nothing more.
As for those truly powerful cultivators, they are like giant whales and dragons. They can only huddle in the mountain gate where there is still a little water and survive. If they dare to leave the mountain gate and step into the mortal world when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth collapses, it would be like a giant whale thrown into a large fish pond with only a layer of water left. They would die of thirst in two or three days.
But now, it's different.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is recovering, and the speed of recovery is getting faster and faster.
It's like a huge lake. The leaking gaps have been repaired, there is a hazy drizzle in the sky, and a thin layer of water has accumulated in the lake. It is very difficult for real giant whales and dragons to survive in this lake.
But some common big guys, such as vicious sharks, pythons and the like, are enough to survive in this lake.
It is still very difficult to move freely like in the mountain gate, but some inner gate deacons who have reached the Golden Lotus realm are already able to move freely in the secular world, and some powerful elders who have reached the Golden Lotus realm can also barely hang around in the secular world.
Therefore, all kinds of supernatural things have been happening in Yangcheng these days.
Many old monsters who have been trapped in the mountain gate for hundreds or thousands of years, once they return to the world, they can't help but have all kinds of evil thoughts in their hearts and start to torment everyone!
Within a few days of Le Wu and the Six Sects of Demonic Dao reaching a cooperation agreement, the people of Yangcheng had been tormented beyond words. In almost every neighborhood, handsome boys and beautiful girls disappeared every day, and every day, people inexplicably bumped into some unknown people and were beaten to death or seriously injured in the street.
Of course, not all disciples of the evil sect brought terror and pain to the people of Yangcheng.
The disciples of the Paradise Palace brought great joy and anticipation to half of the people in Yangcheng!
Right in the core area of Yangcheng, not far from the City Lord's Mansion of Yangcheng, the walls of more than a dozen mansions were broken through, and all the buildings were renovated, decorated in an extremely luxurious and elegant manner.
In front of the newly built mansion, on a huge archway, a signboard of "Paradise Palace" was hung in a dignified manner.
Nearly ten thousand dainty female disciples of the Paradise Palace, each with a beautiful face, open the door to this "Palace of Bliss" to receive guests from all directions!
These female disciples of the Paradise Palace were not only born with extremely beautiful looks, but also extremely skilled in various arts such as music, chess, calligraphy and painting. It goes without saying that they were proficient in all kinds of means and techniques to please men.
The worst thing is that these flamboyant female disciples could be courtesans in any brothel in Yangcheng - their worth is only half of that of ordinary girls in Yangcheng!
Even the most ordinary peddlers, as long as they are willing to save a few days' wages, can go to the Paradise and have a great time.
For a time, guests flocked to the Paradise Palace and were busy day and night!
For a while...the streets and alleys of Yangcheng were filled with strong men walking slowly with their hands on their waists.
For a time...even among Le Wu's private army, there were many elite cavalrymen who, due to excessive exhaustion, fell off their horses and were half-dead during training during the day!
For a while... the most prosperous store in Yangcheng became a medicine store. Prescriptions such as "Liuwei Dihuang Pills" were sold out in just ten days...
This day was the day after Lu Yi met Fang Huoxie and others. At dusk, a team of horse-drawn carriages arrived in front of the gate of "Jile Tiangong". Strong and powerful laborers shouted slogans and carried large boxes from the carriages.
The dull sound of horse hooves rang out, and thousands of sturdy men wearing heavy armor, with a hint of bloody murderous aura all over their bodies, carrying various heavy weapons such as spears and halberds, marched along the street in a mighty procession.
Several gorgeously dressed women came out from the archway of the Paradise Palace, waving their handkerchiefs and giggling, "Hey, fellow Taoists from the Battle Demon Palace, are you here to give away money and cultivation again?"
Among the group of heavily armored men, several burly men led by them rode out and shouted in a deep voice: "Stop making noises. Today, we brothers will kill you all and make you cry to the sky!"
Boxes of silver were delivered to the Paradise Palace, and thousands of disciples from the Battle Demon Palace laughed wildly and rushed in with weapons in hand.
Not far away, on the wall of the City Lord's Mansion, Le Wu stood with his hands behind his back, frowning as he looked at these arrogant and absurd disciples of the War Demon Hall.
“This… Tsk!”
Le Wu shook his head slightly and sighed to Jia Yu beside him, "If I hadn't seen that they can really fly and hide, and have unimaginable means ... I really wouldn't dare to cooperate with them. These disciples are just a mob!"
Jia Yu smiled bitterly: "My lord, please be careful with your words... After all, they are from the demon sect... I have also found out their origins from Master Leshan and Master Leshui... They are all old firewood that has been kept in the deep mountains and old forests for who knows how many years. Once they catch fire, Tsk tsk..."
Shaking his head, Jia Yu whispered, "As long as they can help the lord accomplish his goal... who cares about their morals and character?"
Le Wu curled his lips and snorted disapprovingly.
"style!"
"You've lost your style, Lao Jia."
"In the past, I was Le Wu. When I was at my worst, I was just a butcher selling dog meat. When the folks on the streets saw me, they had to call me Uncle Le!"
"And now?"
Looking at the charming pink lights in the Paradise Palace and listening to the laughter of the disciples of the Battle Demon Hall and the Paradise Palace chasing and playing inside, Le Wu shuddered.
"May the spirits of our ancestors bless our entire Le family... I feel like I'm now like a big teapot in a brothel, a tortoise!" Le Wu sighed to the sky: "My style has dropped, from a butcher to a tortoise!"
"Old Jia, you are cunning and cowardly, so... give me a plan... If you get involved with these monsters, I'm afraid that your entire family will be executed in the end."
Le Wu's eyes widened, staring at Jia Yu: "Something is wrong, it's not right...Le Xi, my sister's second son, I know what kind of person he is. He is a bastard who can't even stand up straight when visiting a brothel. How dare he start a mutiny and rebel?"
"Hurry up and think of a way for me to escape... otherwise, everyone in the family will die."
"Over in Yincheng, my sister, Le Huan, Le Xi, and so many other members of the Le clan are probably all pawns in their hands..." Le Wu muttered in a low voice, "How terrible, how terrible... Tsk tsk, will the whole family really be executed?"
Le Wu stretched out his huge palm and touched Jia Yu's fair and slender neck vigorously: "My neck can still withstand a few blows from the executioner, but Old Jia, your chicken neck will be broken with just one small blow!"
Jia Yu swallowed hard.
From the direction of the Paradise Palace, earth-shaking applause was heard.
The shrill laughter and screams of the female disciples of the Paradise Palace came out in waves like a tide. The weakest of these female disciples had reached the peak of the Furnace Realm, with abundant vitality. Their voices were as penetrating as arrows, and could easily be heard over a dozen miles away.
For a moment, the neighbors within dozens of miles could hear the shouting of the ghosts fighting.
“My reputation!” Le Wu sighed to the sky, “There are also several wise and virtuous masters in Yangcheng. Tsk tsk, my reputation in this life… Fortunately, fortunately, there are no Shi family disciples in Yangcheng, otherwise…”
Jia Yu looked at Le Wu with sympathy: "How do you know, there isn't one? We all know that those Shi family disciples are even more difficult to deal with than the palace guards... Wherever there is a big event, how can there not be them?"
Le Wu's smile froze.
Less than a hundred feet away from Lewu, on the top of a restaurant, in a small private room, several scholars in blue were writing quickly.
A middle-aged man with a short beard held a brush in his hand and shook his head as he listened to the earth-shattering ghost cries all around him. "Ridiculous, simply... Ridiculous! This is a scene of demons dancing wildly, the end of the dynasty!"
Outside Yangcheng, Lu Yi was riding on a dark cloud beast that was growing larger and larger, with scales faintly growing under its fur. Its body was constantly spewing black smoke, and its four hooves were suspended in the air three inches off the ground. He was quietly looking at the brightly lit Yangcheng.
In the middle of the night, the four gates of Yangcheng were wide open, and the city was bustling with activity.
As far as Lu Yi could see the city gate, all the windows and doors on the gate tower were open. A group of monks in red robes were drinking and having fun with a group of pretty young ladies on the gate tower.
In the darkness of the night, a gust of wind startled someone.
Thousands of monks from the Barbarian King's Palace, wearing heavy black armor and holding various heavy weapons, turned into long black clouds and smoke, and rushed silently towards the city gate in front of Lu Yi.
At the brightly lit city gate, a team of Le's private soldiers were on duty. The range of the lanterns and torches was limited. By the time they saw these monks from the Barbarian King's Palace, streams of black smoke had already rushed to a place less than twenty feet away from the city gate.
The black smoke flickered rapidly, and burly figures appeared out of nowhere in front of these Le’s private soldiers.
One after another, the heavy weapons tore open the bodies of Le's private army. The methods of the monks from the Barbarian King's Palace were extremely brutal. Blood splattered, dyeing the entire city gate red.
The city gate tower twisted, collapsed, and shattered silently.
In the city gate tower, more than twenty disciples of the Secret Demon Cliff of the Six Demonic Sects did not even have time to cast a single spell before they were violently crushed into tofu dregs by the hundreds of sudden attacks from the Barbarian King Palace disciples.
The black smoke rose again, and wisps of black smoke followed the black smoke behind the city gate and rushed towards the most lively and noisy place in Yangcheng at the moment.
Their target is the Paradise Palace.
From all directions, many cultivators from the six sects of the Demonic Path discovered the rapidly invading black smoke, but when they saw the direction the black smoke was rushing in, not a single cultivator issued a warning signal.
They were just gloating, quietly watching the monks from the Barbarian King's Palace march straight in, crossing over the neighborhoods in a few breaths, and rushing into the Paradise Palace.
