Chapter 312: Chapter 139: The Xie Family and Contemporary Prefecture Venerable Zheng Zizhen—Jixia’s Surging Thoughts, Discussing Demons: Who Is the True Demon? (Part 2)

This familiar scene, sealed in the depths of memory from long ago, nearly eludes Zheng Zizhen’s recollection for a moment.

After a considerable pause,

he retrieves the memory from his mind.

"Who is this young man?"

Struggling to absorb True Qi desperately to regain some of his strength, like Xie An, his heart stirs.

Thus, he inquires and investigates with the Xie Family’s members.

The answers received are immediately surprising to the duo.

A guest of honor of the Black Mountain Guardian.

Xie Qiaoxuan’s god-grandson.

A figure with Great Innate Power to grapple with those at the Primordial Pill level!

It is said that he also has countless ties with the heir from the ’Great Snow Mountain’...

"Though Chen Guardian is old, he has never shown false graciousness to anyone for decades, and Xie Qiaoxuan is even more secluded. Coupled with the Great Snow Mountain connection and the eyes slowly flowing with ’Qi’..."

Zheng Zizhen has climbed from the bottom to today because of his agile mind and swift maneuvering to cling to relationships. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

His foundation was decent; he merely lacked opportunities. Therefore, when Song Chai Xin advised him, he was able to ascend rapidly, reaching where he is today.

So, he almost immediately locks onto the identity of Jixia!

"Decades ago, the True Masters and Primordial Pills in Black Mountain revived, then... With so many layers of connections, there’s an eighty percent chance this person is ’Song Prefect’!"

Seeing many people released inside the Government Prison, the bustling crowd was not the right moment for revelations or inquiries.

Zheng Zizhen’s heart quakes, shocked by his speculation, but he forcibly suppresses his swirling emotions.

Accompanied by two officials who narrowly escaped, he quietly watches this scene amidst the Xie Family crowd.

At this moment, Jixia turns around.

His eyes glance across Xie An and Zheng Zizhen.

Upon noticing the contraction and tremble in Zheng Zizhen’s gaze, he remains outwardly composed but is inwardly surprised. Perhaps he never imagined that back then, alongside Ruan Xiuxiu, when trampling Black Mountain, he casually elevated a clever constable at the Outer City’s earthen gate,

years later...

could, through his own merit, achieve the Primordial Pill level and reach the position of Fifth Grade Prefecture Venerable!

This Zheng Zizhen is truly a talent.

If Jixia hadn’t come to this Wutong Prefecture, he might not have known this crucial connection.

Truly, his eye for people is indeed exceptional.

While the scions of officials and wealthy families rely on the shade of trees planted by forebearers,

Zheng, however, builds his own networks and shelters under his self-made trees!

Yet contemplating his recent observations, Jixia feels deeply burdened.

More than a reunion after a long separation,

the current ambiguity incites his anxiety.

For in the twilight aura he observes...

The demonic forces troubling Wutong Prefecture, though diminished, have not been decisively crushed; rather, they continue to ’flee’ incessantly.

It seems as if someone deliberately condones them, allowing their ’havoc’ upon this Wutong Prefecture.

Originating from the Primordial Pill-level ’Nirvana Corpse’, the twilight aura is strikingly noticeable.

In Jixia’s gaze, they can be seen cat-and-mousing the demons, indulging them in reckless assaults.

Only in crucial moments do they intervene, slightly salvaging the situation.

How can the demon plague ever be eradicated like this?

The greatest victims are the Wutong Prefecture’s people, almost akin to mere grass ripe for harvest!

"Wait, these ’Nirvana Corpses’ can’t be..."

Suddenly, a speculation flashes across Jixia’s mind, sending chills through him.

All things in this world adhere to the notion of cause and effect; there’s no reason for them to revive after losing Divine Thought decades later without hazard.

If people lack spirit, there’s no concept of ’morality’.

Like objects birthing basic intellect, they act in ways beneficial to them.

These Primordial Pills, and even the Dragon-slaying Marquis’s fourth-stage True Masters!

They once belonged to the Great Zhao faction, fiercely opposed to demons, hence their righteous fury against demon threats.

This aligns with their character and behavior.

But what if the death of common ’creatures’ benefits them?

Upon hearing Xie Bridge’s inquiry, Jixia slowly shakes his head:

"No."

"Those Primordial Pills... there’s something wrong."

...

On the other side.

Tantai Yao and the Gu Family Ancestor pursue ’Xuanqing Demon Monarch’ Gua Hua, nearly chasing him from Wutong Prefecture to Shunan Prefecture, yet he escapes before their eyes.

With golden wings on his back, driving his chariot, armored, the ’Golden Roc Demon Monarch’ wields a mighty halberd, his hair gleaming like gold, as sharp-eyed as an eagle, gazing at them, coming to intercept.

Having just opened the Celestial Gate, Tantai Yao realizes the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity faded.

Thus, he halts before a mountain, thrusting his heavy sword into the ground, shaking the slope, dust flying, venting his frustration.

It appears Gua Hua informed the Black Mountain Guardian’s ally Golden Roc Demon Monarch, who oversees Shunan Prefecture, that Wutong Prefecture possessed four True Masters, so neither Demon Monarch dared continue their chase.

"We were inches away; if Elder Gu had struck one more blow, invoking lightning spear with visions, we’d surely have left that wicked dragon there, skin it alive!"

"Why did he falter at the crucial moment?"

Leaning on his sword, reborn with restored limbs, Tantai Yao, no longer gentle, turns to confront the Gu Family Ancestor.