“How ridiculous! Do you really think you can defeat me?”
The Weasel spirit looked at these Mortals mockingly. These people truly knew nothing about a Demonic spirit like him that had gained some Dao.
If he were only relying on his numbers, he wouldn't choose to clash head-on with these people. After all, he was quite wary of the Sharp Weapons in their hands.
It was just that his Dao was not high, and he couldn't use his Spell many times. Otherwise, he would have come here alone and blown away the souls of all these people in one breath.
“It’s over…”
After witnessing the Weasel spirit’s Demonic Technique, everyone present felt their hearts sink to the bottom. They were just Mortals, how could they possibly contend with a Demonic spirit that could use such a Demonic Technique?
Cui'er also realized the gravity of the situation and immediately stepped forward, speaking to the Weasel on the courtyard wall. “I’ll go with you, just let them go!”
“What a joke! Do I need your permission to take any of you away?”
“How ridiculous!”
“Not a single person in this place will be left alive today!”
As his words fell, the Weasel let out another shriek, signaling the Weasels below to swarm forward and tear these people to shreds.
Several strong men clutched their arms, their faces pale.
They feared they wouldn't escape death today, but what about the children at home… Everyone thought of the Weasel’s recent words, their chests heaving.
Since negotiation was no longer an option, they could only fight. For the sake of their wives, children, and elderly at home, they had to fight this fellow!
Thinking this, everyone remained silent, clutching the wood-cutting knives in their hands tightly.
“Kill them all!”
The Weasel spirit noticed their actions, cold light flickering in his small eyes, then he opened his mouth and gave the order to slaughter.
Just as the Weasels below were about to move, the next moment, a voice suddenly rang out from the side.
“It’s just a Demonic spirit that has gained a little Dao, yet it dares to slaughter a village. If you were to gain a bit more Dao, wouldn't you slaughter an entire city?”
A faint voice sounded in the Weasel spirit’s ear, instantly startling the Weasel. He quickly turned his head, and then he saw a scene that filled him with terror.
Not far from him, a person was standing in mid-air, looking down at him.
The newcomer wore a green robe, embroidered with bamboo, his clothes fluttering, revealing an ethereal and otherworldly Immortal Qi.
The Weasel’s pupils constricted at this sight, and then his fur bristled. A… a Cultivator?
The Weasel’s gaze was fixed on He Xiuyuan, his eyes already filled with panic and fright.
If this was truly a Cultivator, then he was likely in big trouble!
“Who are you?!”
The Weasel’s gaze was fixed on He Xiuyuan, his body trembling uncontrollably at this moment.
At this moment, everyone in the courtyard also looked up, staring at He Xiuyuan standing in the moonlight, and couldn't help but open their mouths wide.
Is this… an Immortal?
He can actually stand in mid-air?
“A Mortal Cultivator, He Xiuyuan.”
He Xiuyuan replied faintly, then his gaze swept over the courtyard. Seeing the tragic state of the courtyard, he frowned and then looked back at the Weasel.
After returning to rest earlier, He Xiuyuan thought of resting as early as possible and continuing his journey tomorrow.
However, he didn't expect that soon after he lay down, he would hear constant commotion from afar.
At first, He Xiuyuan thought it was the newlywed groom’s wedding night celebrations and didn't bother to listen closely.
But later, hearing the commotion, it was clearly somewhat amiss, so He Xiuyuan listened carefully and sensed something was wrong, immediately rushing over here.
And upon arriving, he saw the blood on the ground.
And the Weasel on the courtyard wall, at this moment, was baring his fangs and claws, wanting to kill everyone.
“This matter concerns me and the Common People of this place, and has nothing to do with Your Excellency. Your Excellency, please do not meddle in other people's affairs!”
He Xiuyuan was instantly exasperated. “You slaughter a village like this, and you say it has nothing to do with me? If so, then I destroy your Weasel clan, and I suppose that also has nothing to do with you?”
He Xiuyuan stared at the Weasel, drawing out the brush from his waist, which transformed into a whisk.
With a flick of the whisk, spiritual energy flowed, and a faint glow emanated from it.
The Weasel was greatly alarmed at this sight. Before even making a move, he had already sensed He Xiuyuan’s unfathomable depth.
If they were to truly fight, he feared he wouldn't have the slightest chance of winning.
Thinking of this, the Weasel immediately gritted his teeth and said, “The bride’s grandfather, he injured my leg in the past! I just came back for revenge, what’s wrong with that!”
“Are you, a Cultivator, going to stop me from taking revenge?!”
“You’re spewing nonsense! If you hadn’t stolen the duck my grandfather raised, would my grandfather have laid a hand on you? That was a famine year, and a mouthful of grain could save a life!”
Cui'er, hearing the Weasel’s words, couldn't help but retort angrily.
She had already realized that with this Immortal figure present, as long as he was willing to act, they would surely overcome this ordeal!
“Hmph, I was hungry, what’s wrong with trying to survive?!”
The Weasel, hearing this, also replied defiantly.
“You seek to survive, and he also seeks to survive. How can you snatch things? Do you not know that taking without asking is stealing?”
He Xiuyuan stared at the Weasel before him, having already understood the cause of the matter.
The Weasel had stolen from others in the past, and after being injured, he diligently Cultivated. Now, he finally had some Dao and returned for revenge.
And now, he still wanted to slaughter this village chief.
The Weasel bristled at the words. “Stop feigning righteousness! Things are as they are, let’s settle it with our hands!”
After speaking, the Weasel immediately turned around, aimed his backside at He Xiuyuan, and sprayed a foul Qi.
Wherever the foul Qi passed, the flowers and plants on the courtyard wall withered completely.
He Xiuyuan frowned slightly at this, lightly tapping his foot. The Water Manipulation Technique was cast, immediately carrying him backward.
Then, the whisk in his hand gently swept, and a ‘Slay’ character quickly formed in the Void Realm.
“Descend!”
As the ‘Slay’ character formed, He Xiuyuan lightly pointed, and the character swiftly descended towards the courtyard.
As the ‘Slay’ character continuously descended, it grew larger and larger. By the time it reached the courtyard wall, it had become the size of a house, covering the entire courtyard.
This was a transformation of a Spell that He Xiuyuan had cast after his Dao had increased.
With enough Dao to support it, he could easily enlarge the ‘Slay’ character and expand its coverage, thereby preventing the possibility of the Demonic spirit escaping.
The Weasels below could clearly see the immensely large character pressing down.
As for Wang Shikai and the others, they only felt a gentle breeze pressing down from above their heads. The moment this gentle breeze descended, it seemed to sweep away all the turbid Qi around them.
