Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 489 - 249 The High-Ranking Members of the Demon Race: Find Nicholas! Dead or Alive, We Must See the Body! (5000 words)_2

Chapter 489: Chapter 249 The High-Ranking Members of the Demon Race: Find Nicholas! Dead or Alive, We Must See the Body! (5000 words)_2

"The Yan Demon Clan is truly ferocious," a demon whispered in a tavern, clicking his tongue. "I heard that loyal Chief Guard who was always with her got dismembered and fed to the subordinates, just for failing this one task! She’s ordered that Nicholas must be found, dead or alive!"

"Not only that, her people are searching everywhere. They interrogate everyone they meet, and if they don’t get the information they want, they just start slaughtering!"

"I heard a lot of Foreign Demons have already died! Those lapdogs of the Pureblood Families get pushed around by their masters, so they take it out on us!"

"..." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Other demons wore looks of grief and rage, having lost friends and relatives at the hands of the Pureblood Families’ minions.

"It’s all so pointless. Why bother? Nicholas didn’t do anything but write a few storybooks, and now he’s being hunted like this. Who knows if we’ll ever get to read such brilliant stories again?"

"Are you kidding? With a manhunt this intense, if Nicholas doesn’t want to be captured and kept as a plaything for those pureblood nobles, he’ll never show his face again!"

"It’s just too much..."

The demons were filled with righteous indignation, both mourning the future loss of such works and seething with anger on Nicholas’s behalf.

He had done nothing wrong, yet he was being treated this way.

A nameless rage welled up from the depths of their hearts. As they recalled every past interaction with the Pureblood Demon Race and remembered the long days of oppression, their resentment grew ever stronger.

"Those pureblood nobles have always been like this. When have they ever treated us Foreign Demons as actual demons?"

"We’re all of the Demon Race, so what gives them the right to be a cut above us? It’s nothing more than being born lucky..."

"The tables always turn. As the saying goes, ’thirty years the river flows east, thirty years it flows west’... Never look down on someone just because they’re young and poor!"

"Shh! Quiet down!"

Finally, one of them came to his senses and urged the others to lower their voices.

If they were overheard, it would undoubtedly bring disaster upon them, perhaps even death.

But even though their voices were hushed, the anger and the desire to vent did not fade from their hearts. Their eyes shone with a sharp glint, a stark contrast to their usual numb and murky gaze, as thoughts of rebellion churned endlessly in their minds.

They didn’t even realize it themselves.

Before, they would never have dared to entertain such thoughts, let alone speak them aloud.

But now, they were different.

...

With no results for a long time, the demons ordered to conduct the hunt were feeling immense pressure. Their bloody methods grew more frequent, spreading fear and panic.

Three Origins City was hit the hardest.

Countless demons died for nothing.

Yet, what no one expected was that at a time like this... Nicholas would actually dare to show his face!

"Midnight tonight. New book release. Bring your money. Usual place."

Staring at the note that had appeared silently on his desk, the owner of the Dream Remembrance Study turned pale, his entire body trembling.

In the past, he had longed for Nicholas’s visits; the author was his personal God of Wealth.

But now, the God of Wealth had become Yama himself, a harbinger of death to be desperately avoided.

WHOOSH!

A chilling blade shot forward, hovering before the study owner’s forehead. He broke out in a cold sweat, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks.

A figure slowly stepped in. He was clad in scale armor and had a humanoid form, but behind him, three tails like steel whips lashed through the air. Each was tipped with a razor-sharp barb and emanated a cold, evil aura.

His inverted, triangular pupils were filled with a terrifying, murderous glint.

Wherever he walked became a forbidden zone that none dared approach.

"Where is he?" the humanoid demon’s voice was like ice from the ninth circle of hell, chilling to the bone.

"I don’t know, I really don’t know! I’ve never met him! This note... I don’t know when it appeared! Lord Yin Ye, you have to believe me!" the owner of the Dream Remembrance Study babbled in panic.

SNAP!

With a crisp crack, the whip-like tail lashed out, seeming to shatter the very air.

The study owner was sent flying, half of his body mangled and broken, a blur of flesh and blood as he screamed in agony.

"One last chance. Where is he?" Yin Ye’s voice was frigid, thick with killing intent.

He was a member of the Yan Demon Clan and the Thirteenth Miss’s new Chief Guard. The last one had been executed for failing this very mission, and he had no intention of repeating that mistake.

"I really don’t know!" the study owner cried in despair, his voice hoarse. He felt deeply wronged.

Yin Ye said no more. His killing intent overflowed as his slender tail slithered through the air like a viper, ready to tear the owner to shreds.

"Heh heh heh... why the rush?"

Just then, a figure appeared at the door. She was slender and curvaceous, her provocative dress doing little to hide her strikingly sexy figure, enough to make one’s blood boil.

She had the face of an incredibly seductive human woman, but from the waist down, she was all serpent’s tail.

Despite her fragile appearance, Yin Ye’s pupils contracted. He sensed an extremely dangerous aura from her and immediately froze.

"Since Nicholas said he would come to trade tonight, why don’t we just wait and see?" The half-human, half-serpent woman swayed closer. She was smiling, but her eyes held a captivating, bone-chilling light.

She was clearly the type to eat you alive and not even spit out the bones.

"You think he dares to come?" Yin Ye asked coldly.

"For him to dare show himself at a time like this, he must have an ace up his sleeve," the woman said. "I’d say there’s a good chance he’ll actually come."

"And if he doesn’t?"

"If you kill this man, there will be no one for him to trade with. Then he definitely won’t come."

Yin Ye fell silent.

"She has a point. We’ve had no luck finding him anyway. We might as well take the gamble."

"Agreed."

While Yin Ye hesitated, several more figures appeared. Their powerful auras forced the surrounding demons to retreat. They were all from the major Pureblood Families, and every one of them had been tasked with capturing Nicholas.