Demon Cultivator in Abyssal Era-Chapter 404 - 210: You Are the Elder—So Who Am I?
"How, how is this possible...."
The young man stood with his mouth open, eyes wide with shock, as if he were frozen in place.
The fear that followed was immense, and when the other two realized what the young man had done, they too were at a loss for words, their eyes filled with overwhelming despair!
"Clatter."
The shotgun fell from the young man’s hands, which were trembling uncontrollably. Yet, just when Chu Xiu thought he had given up resisting, his quivering hands suddenly gripped the weapon again. With a fierce roar, he drew a long knife from his waist and charged at Chu Xiu with all his strength!
Meanwhile, the girl who appeared paralyzed by fear suddenly sprang into action, revealing a crossbow arrow gleaming coldly hidden in her sleeve!
Facing their attack, Chu Xiu did not get angry. Instead, a hint of surprised admiration flashed in his eyes.
The young man made the right decision first. With the amount of contraband he was hiding, it was a certain death situation that would implicate many. Better to give a fight, hoping to keep Chu Xiu here.
Even if he couldn’t, dying in the attempt would reduce the blame on others considerably.
This wouldn’t be remarkable in itself. What was truly commendable was having the courage to draw his blade even after witnessing Chu Xiu’s terrifying strength, which was rare.
"Even this seemingly delicate girl dares to attack me, and they work together seamlessly, which clearly indicates they’ve practiced together regularly."
"They seem under eighteen, yet they possess this temperament—truly rare."
"Was it that ’General’ who trained them?"
This young man fears no death but doesn’t want to implicate the ’General’, showing the immense prestige of that person, which also piqued Chu Xiu’s curiosity.
"Clang clang!"
The steel knife shattered without a doubt, and the crossbow arrow flying toward Chu Xiu’s face broke as if it hit a steel plate the moment it touched his skin.
"This..." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
Their lips trembled with fear. They had never seen such terrifying defense. In their minds, even the leaders of the Buddhist sect were still flesh and blood. How could they shatter a blade easily?
But just when the two were utterly hopeless, Chu Xiu merely reached out and grabbed the soldier.
"Lead the way."
His cold voice echoed, and simultaneously, a faint golden light flickered in his eyes.
Strangely, under that golden light, the fear in the trio’s hearts seemed to vanish, replaced by a desire from deep within to worship.
"Yes."
The soldier said blankly, turning around to lead the way. Chu Xiu glanced at the young man and woman and then turned expressionlessly, leaving the two looking at each other in confusion.
Even after Chu Xiu’s figure completely disappeared, they stood there, bewildered.
"Seventh brother, what’s going on? Why did the elder just leave?" the girl mumbled.
"I don’t know either." The boy was equally confused.
In their memory, those elders who couldn’t tolerate the slightest offense should have immediately erupted in rage, executed them with extreme measures, and then the general would have to clean up after them. Most of their brothers in the army would be implicated.
But now...he just left?
They didn’t even sense any anger from him, only a sort of absolute upper being’s tolerance towards the lower, like...
Like Buddha himself.
This thought startled them awake, and they quickly shook their heads.
How could that be possible? Those evil monks couldn’t possibly be like the Buddha in the scriptures, benevolent towards all.
The so-called Buddha was probably just rhetoric to fool the ignorant.
The man should be plotting something else, perhaps intending to confront the general directly, and hadn’t acted immediately, probably already figuring out how to torture the two.
Since they dared to risk studying contraband, they were prepared for death exposure, but....
"We must not implicate the General!"
The young man and woman exchanged a determined glance, quickly got up, and rushed towards the general’s camp.
By the time they gathered their thoughts, Chu Xiu was already standing in front of the General’s camp.
It was just like the other box houses in the shelter, with steel walls on both sides and a single iron door in the middle.
It seemed like it was originally just an ordinary shelter’s resident room, now converted into the General’s quarters.
"G-General, the elder has arrived." The leading soldier’s voice trembled.
"Clunk."
With a dull sound, the heavy iron door was pushed open.
Standing before Chu Xiu was a burly middle-aged man, clad in pitch-black heavy armor, stained with dark red blood. His face was clean, but the unshaven beard and rough skin gave him a weather-beaten look.
What caught Chu Xiu’s attention most were his calm eyes, like a still pond.
But when they swept over Chu Xiu, a flash of surprise passed quickly, as if Chu Xiu’s appearance didn’t match the elder in his memory.
"Subordinate Liang Zhan, greets the elder."
The man knelt on one knee, paying his respects respectfully.
But Chu Xiu showed no sign of courtesy and said, "You have fifteen minutes to gather all the soldiers."
These words left Liang Zhan stunned, and he looked over Chu Xiu again.
In his memory, whenever those elders came to inspect, they would wrinkle their noses in disgust, having someone hold their robes, as if a bit of the camp’s blood would taint their noble identity.
