Demon Sword Sect's Undercover-Chapter 635 - 634 Dragon River Water Mansion 3

As soon as the Daoist’s voice ceased, there were already reactions within the Water Clan’s dwelling, a large number of Water Demons rushed out, arraying themselves into formation beneath the waters; judging by the scale, it was substantial, evidently well-prepared in advance.

However, those bandits were still nowhere to be seen.

Li Laixiang’s gaze was stern as he looked towards Li Shipeng, "Criminal Investigation, are you certain that the bandits are in the Dragon River Water Clan’s abode? This isn’t speculation?"

Li Shipeng did not back down, of course, he couldn’t be certain, because he had not seen them! But he was equally sure because these so-called bandits were personally arranged by the Capital Commandant, and they couldn’t fail to appear; the only question was when they would emerge and in what manner they would do so.

"I’m certain. General Li need not doubt; I am willing to put down a military pledge."

Li Laixiang’s heart slackened somewhat. The current situation was very complex for the cultivators, because it involved a problem with the Demon Clan. Entering the Water Clan’s abode without evidence could cause unrest within the Water Clan; they could handle the Dragon River dwelling, but the Continent’s Water System was interlinked far and wide, the entire Water Clan was an exceptionally vast system, and it wasn’t impossible for small ones to be eradicated only for more powerful ones to arrive.

"Form up! We’ll extinguish the arrogance of such demons right from the front, otherwise, it’ll be difficult to assert ourselves later!"

Forming up didn’t mean a mass rush forward but rather five Water Repelling Boats advancing in unison; chaos was not his desire, and fighting indiscriminately with the Water Clan in the water was even less so, the best approach was to overpower the Water Clan in terms of momentum. Such demons lacked endurance, and their collapse often happened in an instant.

Directly beneath the hanging cliffs and waterscape, over a hundred flags were erected, and on a murky wave of about ten zhang in diameter stood a Demon General with blue skin and bulging eyes, holding a Half Moon Long Blade, shouting incessantly with indistinct and mumbled words, unclear what he was cursing at.

Seeing this, Li Laixiang couldn’t help but chuckle, and pointing forward, he said, "Fellow Daoists, who will behead this demon?"

Li Shipeng looked into the cabin and saw that everyone appeared eager to fight, clearly all keen to join the battle, and cultivators on the other four Flying Boats were also itching for action through connected visions within; but with more than a hundred water spirits that had transformed into demons, he wasn’t worried about having no chance to engage, so he sat calmly, unmoved.

Li Laixiang cast his glance around and finally fixed his gaze on the Sword Cultivator adorned in a feather robe sitting at the forefront to his left, and said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Bian, this is the first battle, you take a trip personally."

Junior Brother Bian was the foremost person in the Central Army after himself, someone who seldom involved in commerce, preferring to focus on cultivation and combat, a rare warrior in the Central Army who dared to fight and was capable of it; in a standoff between humans and demons, the first battle was crucial, affecting the balance of morale, so carelessness was not an option.

Junior Brother Bian stood up with a smile, offered a slight bow to Li Laixiang, then glanced at Li Shipeng across from him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly in a smirk, and he leisurely left the grand hall; his black-headed Xuan Turtle let out a long cry, crawling under his feet, allowing him to step onto its back.

Seeing him take the lead, everyone kept silent, recognizing their status and evidently knowing they could not compete with him.

Junior Brother Bian left the Water Repelling Boat and made his way towards the Demon General at an unhurried pace, with an air of casual arrogance; his sleeves fluttered, his feet stepping on the divine Xuan Turtle, leaving a trail through the water, from a distance he truly bore the grace of an Immortal.

When he approached the Demon General, upon hearing the slurred and stumbling words, he could not help but sneer, "A brute in scale armor dare to mimic human speech?"

Hearing this, the Demon General’s anger surged, and with a loud shout, he thrust his Half Moon Long Blade forward.

Junior Brother Bian curled his lip and stepped back, taking a golden compass from his sleeve and tossing it forward. With a flick of his finger, the compass immediately began to spin, and beams of dark golden Gang Qi shot out from it.

Upon seeing this, Li Laixiang’s face lit up with delight. He turned his head towards Li Shipeng and said, "Junior Brother, look, this is Junior Brother Bian’s Massacre Soldier Plate. This magical treasure has been refined with no less than a hundred divine weapons, and has absorbed all the metallic Qi within it. Once released to harm the enemy, it’s like a thousand soldiers striking together, its sharpness impossible to defend against."

Li Shipeng offered his compliments, "Indeed impressive, with a fierceness that somewhat resembles our Shan Sect sword cultivators. The Central Army Headquarters is full of capable people, which I deeply admire. If everyone is like this, breaking through the Dragon River Water Clan’s defense will be within reach."

This Demon General appeared to be a brave and fierce individual. Seeing a hundred divine weapons slashing towards him, he astonishingly did not dodge or avoid, but instead chose to rush head-on with a treasured blade in his hand that he had been refining.

Little did he know that despite these divine weapons appearing to be solid, they were actually transformations of sharp metallic Qi, without substance. With just one encounter, they had shaved him to a bloodied flesh, his arms were shredded, revealing a patchwork of white bones. It was then that he realized the severity of the situation and tried to turn and flee. From above, Junior Brother Bian laughed heartily and with a coordinated point of his fingers, the Qi of a hundred soldiers surged forward and in the blink of an eye, tore the Demon General to pieces, leaving no trace of his bones.

He smiled triumphantly, and amidst the cheering and clamor of the Water Demons, he returned to his boat and gave a bow to the higher-ups, saying, "I lived up to your expectations."

This successful beginning made the cultivators who witnessed it feel that it seemed easy to slay the enemy, and unconsciously, a fierce eagerness shone in their eyes, as they could hardly wait for their turn to come.

With merit comes the allocation of treasures; in the Central Army Headquarters, primarily a group of commercial bodyguards, this was an iron law, and everyone obliged without feeling the need to question its righteousness.

Li Laixiang made a calming gesture with his hand to quiet the crowd and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Bian indeed lived up to expectations by slaying the general and achieving meritorious deeds. However, everyone need not be hasty. The Dragon River Water Clan has long harbored disloyal thoughts, acting outrageously and rudely. This is the perfect excuse to discipline them properly and show them who truly holds power in Pingliang State.

Don’t be impatient. Everyone will get their chance and there will be merit for everyone to claim. Are we afraid of a shortage of enemies?"

The slaying of the Demon General did not incite a united front of vengeance among the Water Demons. This place was actually comprised of over a hundred different Demon Clans, among which infighting and killings were common. The reason they nominally served the Dragon River Water Clan as their demon overlord was due to its tribe being the strongest in this area.

In reality, it was all in name only, and it was common for someone to kill another, then obtain a talisman decree from the Dragon River Water Clan, before righteously taking over their cave mansion.

No sooner had Junior Brother Bian achieved his feat than another Demon General leaped out from the crowd of Water Demons. Towering several zhang tall with fierce eyes, protruding lips, horizontal stripes across his head, and an exaggerated chest and abdomen, he carried a Big Halberd on his shoulder. His body looked strong and majestic, yet there was an indescribable sense of weariness in his demeanor.

Still, no one took this Demon General too seriously. Soon, cultivators from several boats volunteered to fight, including those from Mu Shuai’s and the Capital Commandant’s Water Repelling Boats.

Li Laixiang scrutinized carefully, and with his years of experience, he felt something odd about this creature, but couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was. With a thought, he used the Ancient Mirrors placed between the Water Repelling Boats and pointed at a cultivator, saying: ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"Since everyone is eager to fight and achieve merits, let it be you; the Central Army Headquarters has already taken the lead, we should give others a chance, shouldn’t we?"

Li Shipeng’s heart stirred, wanting to intercede, but not knowing how to voice his concerns. He too sensed that this Demon General might be extraordinary, but with the arrow already nocked, it was not the time to hesitate, so he could only keep silent and watch as the cultivator from the Capital Commandant’s Outer Path rose from the boat and charged straight towards the Demon General.