So I Am A Demon Descendent!

“Fu Shan, those who have seen the Demonic Priest’s treasure all have a share. There are so many people here, you’d better not think of swallowing it alone.” When someone present saw that she did not speak, he threatened chillingly, and everyone echoed it one after another.

“What do you think it is? The Demonic Priest’s cultivation experience? Or a clue to the Great Deities Palace?” Fu Shan’s sharp gaze swept through the crowd, and the corners of her mouth twitched. “I’ll read it to you.”

“In the Republic of China 1993, in May, the mentors and uncles brought us to Changsha. The Japanese invaders were ambitious and were not willing to give up until they occupied Changsha. The elders told us that thousands of courageous members were gathered here, and that as long as we all worked together, we would be able to protect Changsha. We have protected it three times, and the fourth time is no exception. I think so, too…”

“The city at the bottom of the mountain was so prosperous. There were a myriad of interesting sights and it was incredibly fascinating. No wonder Master wouldn’t let us go down the hill… Tsk, this is not right, the bald donkey of the Buddhist sect said, if one does not enter the world, how can he said that he has understood the world? When the matters in Changsha blow over, I must spend time in the material world for a few more years. Today, I met a person who was as annoying as Wangqing. His name was Cao Jun.”

“Wangqing snitched on me robbing a rich but terrible family to Senior Uncle today. Damn it, I was punished to stand until dawn. Fortunately, my little junior sister accompanied me to suffer, so I felt better. Senior Sister Tai Su is mine, and little junior sister is mine too. Wangqing can go eat shit.”

“What kind of place was Chunxiang Pavilion? Why did the disciples and scattered cultivators of the big families relish in them? I asked them, but they refused to tell me, saying they could not break a monk’s spiritual practice? I should bring my little junior sister to see it some other day.”

“I killed ten Japanese today and my head count has improved. I’m really good. Chen Junjie said he would take us to Chunxiang Pavilion at night to relax, but the elders cannot know about this…… It turns out that Chunxiang Pavilion is such a place, full of ladies with heavy makeup and coquettish women who were adept at flirting. Sexual desire is a razor that would pare people down to the bone and damage one’s state of mind in cultivation. I have to leave right away. Even if I am killed by the Japanese or killed by a hand grenade, I will never indulge in females.”

“Ah… The ladies’ bodies are so soft.”

Hey, where’s your morals and badassery, Demonic Priest? You are the most badass villain in 200 years. Where has your swag gone? Li Xianyu was stunned as he listened. Not only him, but also his teammates and demon descendants around him were all in disbelief.

Their understanding of the Demonic Priest only existed in a “Legend”. He was supposed to be a very evil and terrible Boss character. A Boss’s character should not be like this. He even visited a brothel?

“On May 10, Senior Uncle Xuanzhen found out about the incident with Junior Uncle Xuanji in Chunxiang Pavilion last night. I promised to send him two pots of homemade peach blossom wine after I went back to the mountains, in exchanged for him to hold the vat. Senior Sister Tai Su and little Junior Sister must not know about this.”

“On May 19, I sniped a team of Japanese soldiers with the National Army. We won, but suffered great losses. Junior Yuanzhi of Jinguang Temple died. This is good, you no longer have to worry about your mentors finding out about you and Chunxiang Pavilion’s big sisters breaking the rules together. Rest in peace, brother. May there be a Chunxiang Pavilion in heaven, too.”

“Senior Sister Tai Su kissed me. I have to write it down in my little notebook. Ahhaha, how can Wangqing compare to someone as handsome as me. Senior Sister Tai Su is mine and little Junior Sister is also mine. Mmm, I’m going to coax little Junior Sister later.”

“On May 20, I went to Yiyang to snipe the Japanese army. Senior Uncle Xuanji died. I still owe him two pots of peach blossom wine.”

“On May 24, we were ambushed by the Aoki family, and only a dozen of the 200 commandos escaped.”

“On June 3, Chen Junjie died.”

“On June 11, Senior Uncle Xuanzhen retreated to Changsha with the rest of our brothers.”

…

The notes gradually became more concise, but eventually simply turned into a statistical death toll. The youthful playfulness of the words gradually disappeared. In just a few pages, a teenager’s metamorphosis was recorded.

“On June 15, Changsha was surrounded.”

“On June 18, Changsha was lost. The National Army retreated, and we were dispersed by the Japanese pursuit team.”

“On July 14, we did not find our sect members, nor did we find Senior Sister Tai Su. We decided to organize a team in Xucun to fight back against the Japanese army.”

“That’s all!” Fu Shan closed the tattered notes and said, “I can’t see what was written at the back.”

“That’s it? What bullshit, how about the treasure we want?”

“Yes, where is the treasure we want?”

The crowd was agitated and curses rang in the commotion.

“What the hell, so the Demonic Priest was an anti-Japanese resistance hero.” Liu Kongchao commented blankly, “I thought you said he was a villain.”

“People change, and the notes are the best proof. It was like they were two different people.” Thunderbolt Battle Lady said, “He probably experienced too much despair, so his state of mind became distorted. During the period of the Republic of China, there were many people who claimed to do it for the country and for the people, but joined the Japanese.”

Compared with the astonishment and anger of many scattered cultivators, some of the family disciple’s and the Baoze Group were not surprised at all. The Demonic Priest did fight the War of Resistance against Japan in the early stage, but it was the experience of this period that made him proceed without hesitation and turned to the Japanese army.

“If there is no treasure, why seal it?” You Mengyu frowned.

“Maybe it means something special to him.” A team member shrugged his shoulders.

Li Xianyu swept through the grottoes, and there was no forging platform here. That is to say, this was not the place he saw in his memory at all.

Were they tricked and the treasure was not here at all? No, there’s nothing wrong with the map. The place where Liu Ming and Chen Ye sealed the sword of qi is here. But if the location of the seal is in the cave, it’s impossible that the scattered cultivators have not found it yet. Something is wrong, something must be wrong. Li Xianyu closed his eyes and frowned. He carefully recalled the memory fragments he had seen.

“Did you realize, the Demonic Priest successor did not appear.” Xia Xiaoxue said, “He won’t let the Demonic Priest’s treasure be taken away by others.”

“Maybe he’s waiting outside the cave, waiting for gains without pains?” Liu Kongchao guessed.

“That’s too arrogant. None of the five super masters, including our God of Apes, are afraid of the God of War.” Xia Xiaoxue disagreed.

“So that’s what he led us into the hole to see?” Liu Kongchao asked.

Just to see the Demonic Priest’s past?

“Unless the treasure isn’t here, but it doesn’t make sense,” Thunderbolt Battle Lady said.

At this time, Li Xianyu seemed to have lightning flashed in his mind. He remembered it, he remembered a clue that was easy to ignore.

The sound of water! In his memory, he vaguely heard the sound of water, but it was not here. They were inside the cave now and there was no sound of water,

“Leave, let’s leave now.” Li Xianyu whispered, “Everyone, come with me.”

The vanguard team looked at him, puzzled, and Thunderbolt Battle Lady asked, “What’s the matter?”

“There’s no time to explain. Just come with me. Don’t inform the God of Apes, he’s too attention-catching.” Li Xianyu whispered, then suddenly cursed, “Damn it, the Demonic Priest’s treasure is not here, let’s go back and look for it again.”

There were a lot of people as frustrated as he was, and there were people who were unwilling to leave who kept looking. The people around him just looked around and didn’t pay too much attention.

Li Xianyu hid in the dark and entered the tunnel where he came in just now.

Great-Grandma did not say a word and followed. Thunderbolt Battle Lady followed next. The others hesitated a little, but also followed.

On the other hand, in the concealed cave, the sword of qi glimmered gently and illuminated the whole cave. It was quietly inserted on the forging table. It was an invisible entity, like an illusory existence compressed by holy light.

Li Peiyun’s face reflected the warm white light, handsome and extraordinary. The members of the Ancient Gods Clan stood on the edge of the forging platform, and their gaze were all drawn to the sword of qi.

“The sword of qi in the Tri-Elements Sword Technique is formed by qi?” The God of War frowned slightly.

“The sword of qi is naturally made up of gas. In fact, the three swords representing heavens, earth and humans are not material entities.” Li Peiyun explained, “They can only be attached to a physical form once one has attained great progress in the Tri-Elements Sword Technique. Thus, I cast two swords. The sword of qi is the most special and most powerful amongst the three swords. The method to forge it is very simple, but it is also the most difficult.”

“What do you mean?” the lady dressed in a white robe woman asked in a sweet voice.

“The reason why it’s simple, because it just needs to keep condensing qi. But it needs a lot of qi, a steady stream of qi. Even if we gather all our qi, we can’t forge 1% of it.” Li Peiyun had doubts in his voice. “I can’t believe how the Demonic Priest forged the sword of qi.”

The God of War said nonchalantly, “A Gokudo Master, of course, would have his extraordinary methods.”

The short, pointy-mouthed, beady-eyed Earthly Traveler Sun bent over the forging table, his eyes glowing with greed. “What a majestic qi. I cannot help but shudder just standing at the side cannot help, if I can get it…”

He stretched out his hand greedily but when his sharp paws touched the body of the sword, a soft whoosh sound rang. Earthly Traveler Sun retracted his hand with a yelp and kept blowing towards his paws. The palm of its hand had been burned, as if branded by a scorching brand.

Li Peiyun smiled and said, “It’s mine.”

He had to obtain the sword of qi before he could attain certain progress in his Tri-Elements Sword Technique. That was when his title as the Demonic Priest’s successor was truly justified.

The Li family descendant only relied on the Unparalleled War Spirit. But he was not afraid, when he refined and forged the sword of qi, the sharpest sword of qi, even the Unparalleled War Spirit’s body could not withstand it.

He would be sure to wreck the Li Family descendant, and seek revenge for his previous humiliation with his own hands.