I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 711 - 409: Five Mountains Dragon Capture Suppresses the Demon Tiger!

Chapter 711: Chapter 409: Five Mountains Dragon Capture Suppresses the Demon Tiger!

The wine was drained.

Colonel Lu closed his eyes slightly and sighed, "These past days... muddled and aimless, I even neglected my own cultivation."

Two and a half years ago, he had already undergone six cycles of Refining Essence and Transforming Qi, possessing Six Paths of Primordial True Qi within him.

Logically, with his cultivation technique and the elixirs provided by the Demon Suppression Department as salary, his True Qi should have progressed.

Hundreds, even thousands of days and nights passed. Even if he refrained from absorbing strange energy, by relying solely on himself, he could have cultivated another stream of Primordial True Qi with ease!

He exhaled and said, "Since arriving here, I’ve never once circulated my cultivation technique, nor practiced even for half a day. Unbelievably, I’ve grown accustomed to it, feeling not the slightest unease."

"Half a year ago, an Inspection Envoy of the Demon Suppression Department in the Refining God Realm came to Mountain King Manor, and even he failed to notice my abnormalities."

"A truly keen-eyed man, that lord."

As his words trailed off, Colonel Lu rose, bowed deeply, and said, "Thank you, my lord, for dispelling the fog and revealing the truth to me!"

"..."

Lin Yan looked at his ethereal form and sighed, "The moment you awakened to your true self, you veered off the ’trajectory’ set for you by the Mountain Lord. That means you must perish."

"Better to be destroyed than to die in ignorance, forever muddled, driven by demons, aiding the wicked."

Colonel Lu’s form flickered and immediately knelt, kowtowing as he said, "I take my leave, my lord. Please take care!"

As his voice fell, the Demon Suppression Department’s colonel dissipated like smoke and dust, vanishing without a trace.

The atmosphere grew still for a moment.

The little White Ape remained silent.

The Cloud Stepping Colt revealed a strange glint in its eyes but also refrained from speaking.

From outside the courtyard, a sudden voice arose.

"This lord will stay the night here and leave at dawn tomorrow. Let it be."

From outside came an aged, helpless voice, "Why expose it?"

Lin Yan turned his gaze outward, his brows arching slightly.

That aged voice continued, "Colonel Lu awakening to his true self will surely awaken the Mountain Lord!"

The courtyard gate swung open.

A burly elder strode in slowly.

His beard and hair were unrestrained, his shoulders broad and his waist robust. Despite his graying hair and advanced age, his Qi and blood were vigorous, and his presence was formidable.

"A man who speaks without considering his own situation clearly must not value his life," the elder said.

Gripping the blade in his hand, the burly elder sighed softly, "In that case... you’ll simply have to become a sacrifice."

In an instant, the blade was unsheathed, slashing straight toward Lin Yan.

The Cloud Stepping Colt was about to charge forward.

The little White Ape, however, was perched atop its head, lightly tapping its skull.

The blade neared Lin Yan’s face.

Yet his expression remained unchanged, his body unmoving.

No mana emerged, no Inner Realm opened.

He neither dodged nor blocked.

And yet, the tip of the blade hung suspended two feet away from Lin Yan.

"..."

The burly elder’s expression shifted drastically.

He felt no trace of mana from the other party.

Nor was he overwhelmed by any oppressive presence.

His own state was arguably at its peak.

But the blade refused to descend.

The problem wasn’t with himself.

It was with the blade in his hand.

In the next moment, he felt the blade, as if alive, abruptly reverse its edge.

Even his hand gripping the blade was twisted and bent along with it.

The blade sliced into his own left shoulder.

His left arm was severed and fell to the ground.

Blood spurted forth.

"..."

The burly elder groaned, collapsing to the ground, his voice trembling, "Who are you?"

Lin Yan lifted the wine cup and emptied it in one gulp.

The Soldier True Word Divine Power had reached Perfection!

Not only had it awakened the consciousness of the Night Illuminating Divine Sword, but it also genuinely elevated it to the tier of an Ancient Divine Object.

The Night Illuminating Divine Sword, infused with the Soldier True Word Divine Power, could be called the king of all weapons, suppressing all arms in the world.

"Are you the current Manor Master of Mountain King Manor?"

Lin Yan gazed calmly at the other party and said, "The entire manor, over a thousand people, are nearly all Chang Ghosts. Including you, there are only seventeen living souls remaining..."

"The stationed colonel of the Demon Suppression Department died miserably, unable even to send a distress signal."

"I give you two choices: either confess everything immediately, or sever your own head!"

As Lin Yan’s words fell, the Manor Master’s face turned ashen, and he said lowly, "If I confess, can I still live?"

"No!"

Lin Yan said coldly, "Your head is one I’m determined to take!"

The Manor Master’s expression darkened, and he said, "If so, why should I bother speaking further?"

Lin Yan picked up the wine jug, poured another cup, and said, "Your pointless words are merely an attempt to stall for time, waiting for the Mountain Lord to refine the incense and make his move against me to save you."

"I shall humor you, granting you this chance to delay."

"You may chat with me before the Mountain Lord acts."

"But if all you wish to offer are pointless words, you may die now."

As his voice fell, Lin Yan drained the wine cup and tossed it to the ground, saying, "You can gamble and see if that Mountain Lord can preserve your life in my hands..."

The Manor Master’s expression turned exceedingly grim.

The other party’s open mention of the Mountain Lord laid bare his intent.

The opportunity given now was one of faint hope at best.

This man evidently had no fear of the Mountain Lord!

As things stood, even the Mountain Lord might not be able to save him, or might not even be willing to intervene!

But no matter how faint the hope, it was still a chance at survival.

After a moment of silence, he spoke, "Eighteen years ago, Mountain King Manor began its sacrificial rituals."

"..."

The Cloud Stepping Colt’s gaze revealed a mix of anger and shock.

Lin Yan’s brows furrowed slightly as he slowly rose to his feet.

At first, he thought the matters of Mountain King Manor were a scheme laid out for him as the Saint Master.

But upon grasping Colonel Lu’s situation, he realized the issues with Mountain King Manor were not recent developments.