Chapter 109: Chapter 105: The Forest Fairy and White Deer Demon King! (Please Subscribe)
Before they arrived, a large volley of arrows pierced the air, screeching as they materialized in front of Su Heng.
Su Heng stretched out his hand and pushed forward, controlling the forcefield once more to form an invisible wall that firmly blocked the arrows, suspending them midair.
Whiz whiz whiz!
The direction of the arrows reversed, shooting out at an even faster speed.
The chests of the oncoming riders burst open with large holes.
With the forcefield's enhancement, a single arrow often penetrated the bodies of two to three people before its energy gradually dissipated.
It was just a momentary encounter, yet four or five dozen demon servitors perished.
They didn't even get a chance to get a clear look at Su Heng's face.
"The Wolf King's talent for controlling forcefields is truly formidable, able to crush the enemy from afar without lifting a finger," Su Heng thought, continuing forward with a leisurely stride.
He walked over a large number of corpses.
Among these corpses were demon servitors similar to the previously encountered pig demons and wolf demons.
But most were pure-blooded humans who practiced sorcery, who for their own selfish desires, betrayed their own kind and sold their lives to demons.
Su Heng continued forward, entering the village.
Swish swish!
Among the swirling grey and white mists, two figures appeared before Su Heng.
To the left, the figure of a middle-aged man stood tall and large, his 2.5-meter stature barely less than Su Heng's but lacking the exaggerated muscle dimensions. He wore leather trousers on his lower half, while his upper body remained bare. His muscles bore rough, stone-like textures, giving an impression of formidable solidity.
The other was a ghastly old man, thin as though skin wrapped around bones, emitting substantial black smoke from his body. He held a long sword shaped like a walking stick in his hand, his pupils pale white, and was staring intently at Su Heng with a sneering laugh.
"Lu Gaoxuan, Gui Shiqi?" Su Heng recognized the origins of the two men.
The former, a fugitive from Jialin County, was once an inner sect disciple of the Jiangzhou Boulder Gate. For committing unforgivable acts of slaughter, he was expelled from his sect and then fled all the way to Baihua County under the protection of the White Deer Demon King.
The latter, Gui Shiqi, was even more detestable.
This man was once an elder of the Demon Suppression Bureau. Because of a dispute over resources and being too anxious in practice, he encountered a deviation. To restore himself to his peak, or even to surpass it, he did not hesitate to betray his friends who had lived together for decades.
Taking advantage of a visit from one of his friends to comfort him, he attacked and murdered him, severing his head as a bargaining chip to defect to the White Deer Demon King.
This man committed a great sin and was wanted by the Demon Suppression Bureau, with even several Deputy Governors personally seeking to apprehend him.
Unfortunately, Gui Shiqi was too cautious, and with the protection of the White Deer Demon King.
It had been over thirty years since the incident occurred, and Gui Shiqi was still alive and well, with his strength having evidently improved!
"But... to become something neither human nor ghost for the sake of power, is it really worth it?" Su Heng sighed.
There was no anger on his face, just pure curiosity, wanting to know the answer.
"Of course it's worth it!" Gui Shiqi sneered, "You're so young and already so powerful, you must be one of those geniuses I hate the most. How could someone like you understand the hardships of cultivation for us mediocre people, how much it costs us to move forward one step!"
"For power, I would give anything!" Gui Shiqi roared, as if the black smoke around him was ablaze.
"Why waste so much talk on him!" Lu Gaoxuan said impatiently from the side, "Hurry up and put him down, take his head, and settle it with the White Deer Demon King!"
And indeed, it was exactly so.
This middle-aged man in a green robe was none other than Song Zhao Yuan, the Family Head of the Song Family, which ranked second in strength in Baihua County, just behind the Hong Family.
"The tea is of a pure, bright yellow, deliciously sweet and enduring on the lips. The Nine-Turn Tea cultivated by the White Deer Demon King indeed tastes exceptional," Song Zhao Yuan commented lightly after taking a sip. He shook his head, his expression full of admiration, and then placed the teacup down.
"You're not here just to ask me for a cup of tea, are you," the White Deer Demon King said, her eyes narrowing slightly like a cold pond.
Ignoring her lower half.
She was like a fairy of the woods, possessing a beauty that seemed untainted by the mundane world.
"I am here to reach an agreement with the Demon King," Song Zhao Yuan said, his expression growing more serious as they got down to business.
"Are you representing yourself, the Song Family, or the alliance of the six families?" the White Deer Demon King asked with a sneer.
"Of course, the alliance of the six families," Song Zhao Yuan declared, "The echoes of the realm of longevity are deepening, and the number of demons being born is increasing. The coexistence of humans and demons is an unstoppable trend of heaven and earth.
The Demon Suppression Bureau's obstinacy is futile, akin to using a mantis's limbs to block a chariot—we should join forces to completely eradicate it."
The White Deer Demon King still didn't speak, only looking at him with interest, her beautiful eyes trembling slightly.
Song Zhao Yuan knew he had a chance, "Empty promises mean nothing; once the agreement is reached, on behalf of the noble families, I can present two significant gifts to the Demon King."
"Let's hear them," the White Deer Demon King said calmly.
"The first gift is a piece of lightning-struck wood harvested from Breath Swamp. The second gift is an agreement," Song Zhao Yuan said with a smile, "After eradicating the Demon Suppression Bureau, each year, I will provide the Demon King with a thousand boys and girls!"
"Are you serious?" the White Deer Demon King's face could no longer maintain its calm as she gripped the teacup more tightly.
The teacup cracked and shattered, and the bright yellow tea spilled out.
The natural talent of the White Deer Demon King was Life and Death Reincarnation, and an item like lightning-struck wood, containing life within death, was greatly beneficial for her cultivation.
And a thousand boys and girls were even more incredible.
The reason humans could develop intelligence and be known as the spiritual pinnacle of all creatures was because they had a special connection with the realm of longevity at birth. But as time goes by and people grow up, this connection weakens, and people become insensible to it.
Young boys and girls are full of spirit, and to demons and monsters, they are greatly nourishing. Even for a great demon like the White Deer Demon King, such a temptation was irresistible.
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"Indeed, it is true," Song Zhao Yuan said with a smile, "Once the Demon Suppression Bureau is gone, and the noble families control the world, mortals will be but livestock and ants to us. As long as you agree, a thousand boys and girls will be provided every year, and I myself will deliver them to your territory."
The White Deer Demon King pondered for a moment, her excited emotions gradually subsiding.
She had cooperated with the noble families more than once or twice, and their credibility was still guaranteed. Controlling a county together with the noble families seemed like a potentially promising future. The more she thought about it, the more tempted she became. Meanwhile, Song Zhao Yuan was in no rush, merely continuing to pour himself another cup of tea and sipping slowly.
"I..." Just as the White Deer Demon King was about to nod in agreement.
Boom!
At that moment, a loud noise came from outside.
The ground trembled noticeably, leaves fell in a rustle, and the yellow oriole birds on her shoulder flew away, flapping their wings.
The White Deer Demon King was taken aback at first, then a swath of black malignant energy surfaced on her beautiful visage.
"Who!" She reached forward to grasp, and a massive halberd appeared in her hand. The fierce and domineering aura that emerged, in stark contrast to her frail and beautiful appearance, surged powerfully, causing ripples on the grassland.
She stood up abruptly, "Who has the audacity to brave death by intruding into my territory alone!"