Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens – Ch. 271

The Fiends Sortie

Cultivators couldn’t stop talking about the newly discovered spiritual qi core at an eatery at a small town. Intelligence gathering on the topic wasn’t hard at all. Mu Yu was more interested in recent rumours of fiends featuring appearances in human civilization, including Eight Herbs Village. Purportedly, the eight great sects refused to address the fiends’ visits as they stood to gain nothing out of it. He also quickly learnt he was public enemy for releasing the white ape fiend king.

Xiaoshuai wanted to rant because of the irritating rumours pertaining to Mu Yu, but the latter reminded him to stay out of it and just eat. They could accept being detested for letting the fiend king abscond. With that said, the praise heaped onto Ghost Gate and Life and Death Sect’s disciples was laughable and frustrating.

Hearing rumours of a girl accompanying the fiends due to being brainwashed piqued Mu Yu’s curiosity, surmising it was Qiao Xue. He was anxious to return her water spirit to her for he knew how important she was as an individual and how vital her blue ribbon was to her safety. Initially harbouring no interest in visiting Eight Grass Village, Mu Yu decided it was mandatory to pay a visit.

Owing to him being classified as a wanted criminal, Mu Yu had to use his disguise skills, manipulating his appearance in order to move about. Disguise wasn’t his forte, and he wasn’t a fan of it because he couldn’t create the appearance he desired, and it violated his face.

“Why did you give me the appearance of a dull young man?” Mu Yu whined.

“So that you don’t stand out,” expounded Xiaoshuai.

“I want to be a pretty boy next time. On second thought, I don’t think I can create a disguise better than my real appearance.”

“Handsome people tend to roll their ankle. You know how tough it is being handsome? I, for example, am burdened with a lot of pressure?”

“Pressure? What sort?”

“Everyone wants my time to play with me, but my real hobby is eating yummy food. You will never understand how it feels to not be understood,” Xiaoshuai ran his claws through his head of fur and bemoaned.

Sick of it, Mu Yu shoved Xiaoshuai back in his pouch.

Xiaoshuai hated being called cute. The only physical description he accepted and desired was being called handsome. His definition of it was odd, though. Handsome equated to liking to eat and being in love with himself.

There was a group of incensed cultivators running their mouths at the fiends in Eight Grass Village, yet none of the cultivators had the guts to do something about their frustration. Funnily enough, they weren’t outside of their own accord. When the white ape fiend king rocked up at the village, he kicked all of the humans out and strutted in with his group. Any cultivator who thought he was a hot shot was served a beating before being thrown out. They were lucky the fiend king didn’t want to kill anyone. It was foolish to even challenge him since not even the big group at Pill Cauldron Sect managed to stop him from leaving.

Tired of the humans’ rambling, the fiend king lazily walked to the entrance and folded his arms. “Call someone worthy of speaking to me here. You lot disgrace humanity. Humanity wasn’t this weak a thousand years ago. If nobody is coming to stop me tomorrow, I’m laying claim to it.”

The human cultivators were dead silent until one turd among them stuttered, “J-just you wait. We’ll go call someone to kick you out.”

“Yeah! Don’t get cocky! Our best has yet to come!” supported the others, albeit as quietly as a mosquito.

The weakest fiend behind the fiend king was as strong as a Primordial Infant Realm cultivator. Others were as strong as Body Severing Realm cultivators. What were the humans going to do?

“Hey, Sister Qiao Xue is over there!” enthused Xiaoshuai, poking his head out of Mu Yu’s shirt. “The most memorable moment she left me with is when we looked at her from below after she jumped off the cliff. If only she wore a dress that day.”

“Yeah, m-, shut up, you lecher!” scolded Mu Yu, knocking Xiaoshuai on the head.

Qiao Xue had switched to a white robe. Mu Yu couldn’t just approach her for obvious reasons. Hence, he decided to wait for an opportunity to return her ribbon to her.

Humanity should’ve been more concerned about what the fiend king’s real intent was. Was he really after just the spirit qi core?

 

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