Chapter 221: Chapter 101: Mystery! The Terrifying Drought Demon

In this world, it speaks of fists, but also of throwing punches legitimately.

If you don’t abide by rules, others won’t either, and once the atmosphere is set, the harm will linger for ages.

In a world without rules, should Li Xuan continue to develop? Should there still be peace and incense?

Kill, kill, kill, endlessly killing, making the whole world enemies due to one’s own foolishness, and laughing pretentiously; this is not his wish.

Historical lessons from the past are all teaching him these truths.

The Sima family usurped the world, and what was the result?

The entire family labeled as "loyal martyrs," each one being a traitor.

Generals betrayed their commanders, ministers betrayed their kings, the emperor was stabbed and overturned by a commoner in the street;

Husbands became puppets to their wives, sons murdered their mothers, brothers slaughtered one another, resulting in the extermination of entire families;

Without soldiers at hand, they weren’t even worth a fart, all the records in history were insults that stank for ages.

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Li Xuan quietly observed the earth beneath his feet and the refugees journeying afar.

Swish.

He suddenly moved to stand beside an elderly woman dragging her family along, offering her the water pouch in his hand.

Swish.

He went elsewhere, looking at many newly deceased bodies, using demon technique to conjure ghosts.

He walked everywhere, aiding the refugees he could see.

Buddha Li Xuan desired incense and was waiting for the right opportunity.

But as an ordinary person, Li Xuan tried to help as many people as he could.

Buddha Li Xuan wanted others to know of his good deeds, wanted them to be grateful and pray to him.

Ordinary Li Xuan, however, didn’t need others to know who he was; he just followed his heart, and simultaneously observed the subtle effects of the drought demon.

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The drought spread inch by inch, drawing closer to the west.

The outgoing cavalry attempted to divert the drought demon with their lives, trying to make it alter its path and head elsewhere.

However, the drought demon seemed to have decided on its direction, relentlessly heading toward the royal city.

Black clouds oppressed the city, threatening to destroy it, the looming rain bringing winds that filled the building.

The royal city grew increasingly chaotic.

Many people rushed to the palace to ask for information, and the news they received was all "The Buddha will take action."

This matter could no longer be hidden.

The aristocrats were all shocked upon hearing "the name of the Demon Buddha," and someone flattered Wang Baxian, saying, "The Grand General is highly talented; this is truly a strategy of driving the tiger to swallow the wolf, a superior plan."

Wang Baxian laughed lightly, but upon careful consideration, it truly was a strategy of driving the tiger to swallow the wolf.

He had faced the Demon Buddha and also the drought demon.

In his eyes, the Demon Buddha was actually lesser than the drought demon; in this confrontation, if both were wounded, that would be ideal, as he could then harvest the benefits.

Weren’t Secret Martial Artists nurtured with demon blood?

With the demon blood from the Demon Buddha and drought demon, the strong under his command would surely increase.

Thus, the Grand General reassembled, reorganized the remaining troops, and prepared to pick up the pieces once the great battle outside concluded. The aristocrats settled the general well, all waiting patiently for the situation to change, each like a fisherman waiting with calm composure.

However...the Demon Buddha was delayed in coming.

Suddenly, one night, the royal city’s night scene twisted.

At the hour of the child, the eastern iron gate was scalding, the huge city gate creaked open, and a strange figure in green squeezed inside expressionlessly.

In an instant, screams tore through the bustling ancient capital.

The General, who had been waiting for the Buddha to take action to reap benefits, and the aristocrats, who had been waiting for the Buddha to act for results, were all stunned. As soon as they received the news, they fled westward, caring for nothing else.

Military officers rode horses, civil officials sat in carriages.

The royal city hustled and bustled, white night like day.

In the royal palace, the Empress Dowager Wang’s complexion changed dramatically, hurriedly calling the Sovereign over, asking, "Chengji, didn’t you say the Buddha would come to save us? Where is the Buddha? Where is he?"

Zhao Chengji looked at his mother, his complexion complicated but slightly indifferent.

The Empress Dowager Wang’s expression also began to cool, but immediately said again, "The Wang family sincerely supports the Sovereign, why must the Sovereign resist?"

Zhao Chengji listened to the riotous scene outside, then looked into the distance, the city east was already aflame, black smoke swirling, obscuring the half-full moon in the sky.

Suddenly, he laughed loudly, saying, "I want to appoint him, you won’t allow it!

People are late saving, you are unwilling!

Have you forgotten he’s a demon, a demon, a demon!

How can you dare use schemes to trap him, to outwit him?"

The Empress Dowager Wang stared at the Sovereign in amazement, saying, "No matter who it is, no one will trust a demon, and no one will yield until the last step.

Last year, he was a traitor, being chased with bounties, yet this year he’s become the state religion.

Grace from the ruler...is not imposed like this."

Zhao Chengji gasped heavily, staring at his mother across the silent night with red lanterns and the cries and chaos that drifted in, gazing at each other.

The Empress Dowager Wang suddenly said, "Come!"

As the words fell, a figure leaped out from behind her, a black shadow surrounded by white steam, exceptionally glaring in the night, evidently one who had just entered the realm of Secret Martial Artists.

Wang Baxian held great power, pouring resources to cultivate many of his own people into Secret Martial Artists, but even with large resources channeled, these people barely entered the realm, not even counting as First Cultivator.

But they were sufficient to deal with the Sovereign.

"Bring the Sovereign, follow the mourning family."

With that, the Empress Dowager Wang quickly turned away, and from afar, the Empress hastily approached.

The Empress Dowager Wang looked at the Empress, speaking softly, "What do you think of the Sovereign?"

The Empress said, "Empress Dowager, when my child is born, things will be better."

The Empress Dowager Wang glanced at her swollen belly, nodding, saying, "You will leave the city with us; the royal city is no longer livable." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Yes." The Empress obediently responded.

And at that moment, from afar came the sound of weapons clashing, clanging, extremely piercing.