So it turns out I'm the demon!

Chapter 134 Creating God!

When Jiang Mu arrived at the location of the signal, it was indeed Xu Fu.

At this moment, the other party was fighting fiercely with the burly man named Yan Zixiao, hacking and slashing at the monsters that kept pouring out of the underground cave.

Those monsters resembled dwarfs, were pitch black, had scarlet eyes, exposed fangs, and moved as swiftly as monkeys.

It's like a disgusting goblin.

They emerged densely from several holes like a swarm of ants, making strange "squeaking" noises.

Although they were only second or third-tier minor demons, their numbers were so vast that they could not be killed in an endless stream, completely surrounding the two of them.

Jiang Mu flashed and instantly teleported to Xu Fu's side.

"boom!"

With a single punch, the Blood River surged forth like a raging torrent, blasting the dozen or so black monsters that pounced on him into a bloody pulp.

"What is this thing?" Jiang Mu asked, frowning.

"Old Jiang!"

When Xu Fu saw Jiang Mu, he was first taken aback, then overjoyed.

"I knew you were lucky! Damn it, we were planning to come and meet you, but then these disgusting monsters appeared out of nowhere. We killed one wave after another, and they just kept coming. We couldn't kill them all."

A backup?

Jiang Mu was very suspicious.

These guys who messed up are probably all getting ready to come down the mountain.

"These are earth demons!"

Yan Zixiao swung his sword, slaying several black demons that pounced at him, and explained in a deep voice.

"These are low-level demonic creatures nurtured by the cold, deathly aura. They possess low intelligence but reproduce extremely quickly. Once they form a nest, they can number in the thousands, or even tens of thousands, like a locust swarm passing through, making them extremely difficult to deal with!"

Jiang Mu's heart stirred.

Earth Demon?

Could these also be methods devised by the Black Mountain?

He looked at the densely packed horde of demons before him and sneered inwardly.

"Perfect timing to test out our new magic weapon on you guys!"

Jiang Mu's figure flickered, and he instantly teleported to a huge cave not far away from which monsters were emerging.

With a flick of his wrist, the bronze Buddha lamp appeared in his palm.

A thought subtly stirred within me.

【Burning Soul Wax!】

"Tick-tock".

A drop of red wax detached itself from the wick and was flicked into the deep, dark lair.

"boom!!"

The moment the wax touched the yin energy, it suddenly burst into flames!

The eerie blue flames spread wildly through the cave passages like venomous snakes, turning the demonic creatures in their wake to ashes before they could even scream. The flames even surged upwards, spewing out from other nearby cave entrances and engulfing dozens of demonic creatures in their wake.

Jiang Mu followed the same method, dripping wax into the other main nests one by one.

In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the rampant horde of earth demons was wiped out, leaving only charred ashes on the ground.

Without the source of replenishment, the remaining earth demons on the ground were quickly cleared away by Xu Fu and Yan Zixiao.

To Jiang Mu's surprise,

The fact that they didn't absorb even a trace of demonic energy after slaying these monsters shows just how cheap they were.

"Old Jiang, what kind of treasure are you holding? It's so powerful!"

Xu Fu stared wide-eyed at the broken oil lamp in Jiang Mu's hand, utterly shocked.

Yan Zixiao also sheathed her heavy sword and looked at Jiang Mu with a complicated expression.

Although Xu Fu had boasted about how valiant Lord Jiang was on the way, he felt there was some exaggeration in his heart.

I never expected that this method would be so powerful.

Are all the young people in the Demon Slayer Division this abnormal these days?

"It's just a small ritual implement."

Jiang Mu casually put away the Buddhist lamp, glossing over the matter, and looked at Xu Fu with a strange gaze, "But what are you doing with your face covered up so late at night? Anyone who didn't know better would think you were going to become a womanizer."

From the moment we met, he has been covering his face with a black cloth, only revealing a pair of shifty eyes.

He doesn't look like a good person.

"Cough cough..."

Xu Fu coughed lightly, his eyes darting around as he looked to the left and right. He lowered his voice and said, "Don't mention it. I've got a bit of a facial injury, and I'm disfigured. I don't want anyone to see it."

He quickly changed the subject:

"By the way, Old Jiang, what happened to the tree demon's lair? Did you kill all the female ghosts? Where did that tree demon go?"

Jiang Mu raised an eyebrow: "How do you know the tree demon escaped, and not that I killed it?"

Xu Fu waved his hand and laughed:

"Don't be ridiculous, that's an eighth-tier great demon! Even if you're incredibly powerful, it's not that easy to kill, is it? You'd be lucky to escape unscathed."

Jiang Mu's gaze became even more strange: "How do you know that tree demon is an eighth-tier being?"

Xu Fu was speechless for a moment, then pointed to Yan Zixiao beside him: "He told me that he knows that tree demon."

Yan Zixiao was taken aback by the pointing, and felt a little puzzled.

He didn't seem to mention that the tree spirit was an eighth-tier being, did he?

They just said she was very capable...

However, seeing Jiang Mu looking at him, he didn't think much of it and sighed, then recounted in detail what he knew about the Tree Demon Granny Si Rumeng.

"My sister was killed by a heartless man from the Demon Slayer Division?"

After listening, Jiang Mu seemed to be deep in thought.

No wonder that woman went crazy as soon as she heard the words "Demon Slayer Division," it turns out there was this grudge between them.

He looked up at the faint light of dawn breaking in the east and said to Xu Fu:

"You just sent a distress signal. Old Tian and the others should be able to see it and will probably be here soon."

I have some personal matters to attend to.

When Elder Tian arrives, tell him that I have completely dealt with the demons at Meiruo Temple. Also…”

Jiang Mu hesitated, her expression somewhat complicated.

In the end, he simply patted Xu Fu on the shoulder and said, "Never mind, let's talk about it when I get back."

After saying that, Jiang Mu's figure flickered and disappeared from their sight.

Yan Zixiao gazed in the direction he had left and sighed:

"I've never seen such a young and powerful Demon Slayer. Is he... really only at the Fourth Realm?"

"Just a pervert."

Xu Fu gave his evaluation.

He glanced at the corpses of the earth demons on the ground, now reduced to black ash, and suddenly, as if remembering something, turned to ask Yan Zixiao:

"By the way, you bragged to me before that your former sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect didn't really die, but instead used some secret technique to reincarnate and cultivate again. Is that true or not?"

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect is the number one sword sect in the martial arts world.

And that legendary former female sword immortal was the leader of the righteous path and the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Back then, the great demon Jiang Chaoxi was invincible and unmatched. Only this sword fairy, with her three-foot-long sword, managed to wound that arrogant demon.

Although it was only one sword strike, and although she ultimately lost, it was enough to prove her strength and charisma.

You should know that Jiang Chaoxi back then was someone who dared to defy even the laws of heaven.

Before Jiang Chaoxi was eliminated by the Heavenly Dao, this Sword Fairy was highly regarded by the entire righteous path and was expected to slay the demon.

She was steadfast in her faith and took "eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path" as her lifelong belief.

She is completely different from the love-struck fairy of Hanyue Sect who "falls for life after seeing Jiang Chaoxi for the first time".

In fact, she almost succeeded.

During the final battle between the righteous and the demonic forces, none of the heroes could get within ten feet of Jiang Chaoxi. Only she managed to break through the demonic aura with her sword and wound the great demon.

That sword strike shook the world.

The imperial court even wanted to appoint her as the national advisor, to bless her with the nation's fortune, to help her heal, and to hope that she would have the power to rival Jiang Chaoxi.

But she ultimately declined.

Later, Jiang Chaoxi was destroyed by the Heavenly Dao. Severely injured, she struggled to maintain her Dao foundation and attempted to prove the "Ziwei Star Position," but failed.

Finally, his injuries worsened, and he perished.

After her death, most of the star positions she had attained did not return to the star sea, as if they had vanished with her.

There are even rumors that before her death, this sword fairy used her life's cultivation to "verify" an unprecedented new star position.

But no one saw it, and it remained an unsolved mystery.

"I only overheard a few elders mention it by chance; who knows if it's true or not?"

Yan Zixiao shrugged. "It's not surprising that a god-like figure of that level has some heaven-defying and fate-altering methods."

However, in my opinion, even if someone is reincarnated, they will be a completely new person, so how much does it have to do with their previous life?

If one fails to awaken memories of their past life or embarks on the path of cultivation, they might end up as just an ordinary village woman who marries and has children, or even die young—such things are quite common.

"The Ten Thousand Swords Sect has been searching in secret for years, but to no avail... The world is vast and the sea of ​​people is boundless. Finding a reincarnated person is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Upon hearing this, Xu Fu murmured:

"Based on the timeline, if the reincarnation was successful, that person should be around eleven or twelve years old now, right?"

Alas, in this chaotic world overrun by demons, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship once again.

Her biggest regret before she died was probably not being able to kill the great demon she hated so much with her own hands...

the other side.

Jiang Mu returned to the mountain forest where they had parted ways, only to find that Si Rumeng and her group had disappeared.

"They ran away?"

Jiang Mu frowned, then shook her head.

will not.

The souls of those female ghosts were all tied to the Buddha lamp. Without his timely infusion of incense and prayers, they would eventually be scattered and their souls would be destroyed.

Si Rumeng is a smart person, and also someone who will protect her own.

He would never joke about the lives of his subordinates.

After a quick guess, Jiang Mu had the answer and turned to rush towards Mei Ruo Temple.

really.

Before even approaching the temple gate, a bewitching figure could be seen standing quietly in front of the dilapidated temple.

Si Rumeng changed into a brand new dark green floor-length dress, with a matching wide sash around her waist, which accentuated her slender waist.

White hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, gently swaying in the wind.

She stood with her hands behind her back, gazing up at the faded and mottled couplets on either side of the temple gate, lost in thought.

First line: Repentance can lead to rebirth; does Yama, the King of Hell, fear monks?

The second line reads: "Paper money can prolong life; clearly, the Bodhisattva is a corrupt official."

Jiang Muluo stood behind her, looking at the couplet, and smiled, "That's interesting."

Si Rumeng didn't turn around; her voice drifted over, carrying a hint of mockery:

"People are foolish and always think that burning incense, kowtowing, donating silver and offering lamps can bribe gods and Buddhas and bring them blessings in the next life."

Little do they know, if ghosts and spirits could truly be bought off with money and incense offerings, how would they be any different from corrupt officials in the human world?

Jiang Mu raised an eyebrow and said:

"Life is too hard, and we always need some comfort and something to rely on. Even if it's fake, it gives us something to look forward to."

Si Rumeng twitched the corner of her mouth and turned around.

With a hint of arrogance in his phoenix eyes, he stared at Jiang Mu and asked:

"Do you know why I let them occupy this dilapidated temple and seduce those men here?"

Jiang Mu pondered for a moment: "Could it be that some remnants of incense and prayers still remain in this place?"

Si Rumeng nodded, a self-deprecating glint in her eyes:

"Indeed. Although Meiruo Temple has been abandoned for a long time, a trace of the Buddhist vows left by a high monk a hundred years ago still remains deep underground."

They were already bound by the incense shackles planted by Black Mountain, resonating with this place to stabilize their cultivation and increase their chances of escape in case of danger. She surveyed the dilapidated palace, a mocking smile playing on her lips:

"Isn't it ironic?"

A group of demons and monsters who cannot see the light of day actually need to hide under the nose of the Bodhisattva and rely on the incense offerings of the Buddhist temple to survive.

If all the gods and Buddhas in the heavens knew this, they'd probably be so angry they'd jump down to subdue the demons!

Jiang Mu narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing her: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Si Rumeng turned around, her skirt swaying slightly, revealing half of her jade-like legs.

She crossed her arms and said calmly:

What I want to say is...

The incense and prayers in your Buddha lamp may seem plentiful now, but they are ultimately like water without a source; the more you use, the less there is left.

Once all these wishes are exhausted, what will you use to prolong Xiaoqian and the others' lives?

Without the offerings and prayers, your magical artifact is nothing more than a piece of scrap metal.

Jiang Mulai had actually been thinking about this problem on his way here.

There is no solution at the moment.

He himself was not a high-ranking official like a garrison commander, who was appointed by the imperial court and enjoyed the worship of the local people.

To obtain the power of incense offerings, one must either seek the guidance of eminent monks or Taoist priests in temples or ancestral halls with official certification.

While unorthodox spirits like Wong Tai Sin may be able to gain temporary favors by helping people, their methods are ultimately evil.

Over time, not only will they be rejected by the natural order, but they will also suffer a backlash.

For demons to steal incense offerings from humankind is already going against the will of Heaven.

Moreover, the incense and prayers of that kind are impure and filled with greed and desire, and are not suitable for nourishing the Buddha lamp.

Therefore, there are currently only two ways to "recharge" the Buddha lamp.

One option is to find a highly respected monk or a great master and ask for some alms. But this thing is extremely precious; who would give it away for free?

Secondly, they gained official recognition and established shrines for worship.

The power of aspiration obtained in this way is the purest, which can not only nourish the Buddha lamp, but also greatly benefit one's own spiritual practice.

But that's even more difficult.

Si Rumeng looked at Jiang Mu deep in thought and said softly:

"Lord Jiang, you are a member of the Demon Slayer Division, so you should know this better than I do."

In this world, demons run rampant, the court is corrupt, and the people are full of grievances. Daqing is actually in a precarious state.

Chaotic times are both disasters and opportunities.

At times like these, people's hearts are most vulnerable and easily manipulated. It is also...the easiest time to steal from the world.

Jiang Mu's eyes flashed: "What are you trying to say?"

Si Rumeng extended her slender finger, pointing to the empty hall behind her, her eyes gleaming with a light that seemed to radiate ambition:

"Would you like... to have a golden statue sculpted here?"

Jiang Mu smiled and shook her head:

"Your idea is too naive. Faith is not something that can be built in a day or two."

With my current reputation?

Before the statue has even been erected, it's likely to be smashed to pieces as a shrine to lewd cults.

"Who said it would make you a god?"

Si Rumeng walked slowly to the temple gate and looked up at the empty plaque.

As dawn broke, it gilded her with a hazy golden edge.

It added a touch of sanctity.

She suddenly turned around, a seductive smile appearing on her alluring face, her red lips parting slightly:

"I mean..."

Why don't you... create a "god"?

"Creating a god?" Jiang Mu frowned.

Si Rumeng walked up to the man, her breath sweet as orchids:

"If one day in the future you want to be emperor, want to rebel, want the people to support you... the god you create will help you a lot." Jiang Mu, sensing the ambition flickering deep in the woman's eyes, said calmly:

"Everyone knows that I, Jiang Muzhong, am loyal to the emperor and love my country. I am a law-abiding citizen, so don't spout such treasonous nonsense."

"I think you want to get a beating."

Si Rumeng raised her chin and laughed, "Then go ahead and slap me hard."