So it turns out I'm the demon!

Chapter 276 Shannu

Jiang Mu was filled with excitement.

He came here to investigate, not expecting to find out the whereabouts of Prince Sheng's reborn body immediately.

But as things stand now, it seems I've hit the bullseye.

I never expected that He Shan'er would collude with the prince.

Could it be that this woman was secretly helping us before?

Cao Renqi lay on the ground, panting heavily, and said:

"Lord Jiang, please take me away from here! I'll pay you, and I can testify that the Divine Sword Sect is secretly raising demons!"

Furthermore, my elder brother, Yuan Wugen, was killed by that vicious woman, He Shan'er. I can testify to all of this!

Jiang Mu looked at him and asked coldly:

"When did that lover appear?"

"The day after He Qingyang's death."

Cao Renqi gritted his teeth. "That old bastard barely breathed his last, his body still warm, and that slut was already rolling around with that little monster." "Is that monster highly skilled?" Jiang Mu pressed.

Cao Renqi shook his head vigorously: "I don't know, but it's really weird."

Just as Cao Renqi finished speaking, a pair of black severed hands suddenly appeared on his face.

Like two iron clamps, they gripped his cheeks.

The next instant, the severed hands tore outwards!

Cao Renqi's mouth was torn open from the corner of his mouth to his earlobe, and his chin drooped limply.

Fresh blood gushed out like a fountain.

His eyes widened, and he died on the spot.

"court death!"

Jiang Mu's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he drew his Blood Mad Blade, ready to strike, but the surrounding space instantly changed its appearance.

The four walls, along with the doors and windows, were sealed off by clumps of surging, viscous black liquid.

These slimes wriggle like living things.

Immediately afterwards, countless black hands emerged from the slime wall, baring their fangs and claws, and reached out to grab Jiang Mu.

"Have we been discovered?"

Jiang Mu snorted coldly, flipped his wrist, and directly took out the [Bronze Buddha Lamp], pouring out a drop of golden lamp oil.

"boom!"

The Buddhist fire ignited, transforming into a ring of fire that surged outwards.

The tiny flame hissed and burned as soon as it touched the black liquid, but it went out after only licking it a few times.

Jiang Mu looked closely.

The black viscous liquid was covered with a layer of dark golden oil film, which kept out the burning power of the Buddha's fire.

"He's got some skill."

Jiang Mu narrowed her eyes slightly.

He put two fingers together and gently touched the space between his eyebrows.

[Spiritual Divination]!

The world instantly lost its color, becoming a blur of black and white.

Jiang Mu's gaze swept quickly across the slime walls around him.

Soon, in a hidden corner beneath the left-hand beam, a scarlet character for "ominous" began to flicker eerily.

"Found you!"

Jiang Mu leaped into the air, his Blood Frenzy Blade swirling with a dark red swallow, and slashed fiercely down at the location of the character "凶" (fierce/ominous). "Boom!"

The blade's energy tore through the air, precisely striking the core of the formation.

The surrounding black slime, baring its fangs and claws, suddenly emitted a piercing scream, like countless babies crying in the night.

Immediately afterwards, all the black slime rapidly contracted and dispersed.

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared from the room.

Jiang Mu drew her sword and leaped out of the house, landing in the courtyard.

At this moment, there was a person standing in the courtyard.

He Shan'er.

The other person looked very different from the one Jiang Mu had seen before.

Her figure was noticeably fuller and more rounded, her eyes brimming with desire, her skin fair and rosy, exuding a bewitching and decadent charm. "Master Jiang truly lives up to his reputation as the number one young prodigy of our Great Qing Demon Slayer Division."

He Shan'er parted her red lips slightly, her voice charming and alluring, "It hasn't been that long since we last met, and you've already reached the seventh realm so quickly."

Jiang Mu twitched the corner of her mouth:

"Mrs. He, you've become even more alluring these past few days. I just heard from your husband that you've found a new lover and are enjoying yourself." He Shan'er covered her mouth and giggled, her clothes rippling slightly.

"Actually, I've always wanted Master Jiang to be my lover, but alas, Master Jiang has high standards and doesn't think much of me." "There's nothing I can do about it."

Jiang Mu shrugged. "You're too old. You look very lax."

He Shan'er's charming smile froze.

Her face turned cold, and her tone was chilling: "Speak, Lord Jiang, what exactly are you doing sneaking into my Divine Sword Sect? Perhaps you've taken a fancy to some treasure of our sect and intend to become a thief?"

Jiang Mu cut to the chase: "I'm looking for Prince Sheng."

"Didn't Prince Sheng die in the Sword Tomb?"

He Shan'er sneered, "Could it be that Lord Jiang is here to find his body? That's a real shame, his body was taken away by the court long ago." "There's no need to play dumb now."

Jiang Mu's gaze was sharp. "If Madam He doesn't admit it, then I'll have no choice but to go and talk to the Imperial Guards."

I believe His Majesty the Emperor would be very pleased to hear the fascinating story of how his beloved uncle, who was assassinated, was reborn through a second womb using the secret technique of the Seven Deadly Sins.

Upon hearing this, He Shan'er's expression changed drastically.

"Shannu, Master Jiang is right. Now that things have come to this point, there's no need to play dumb."

A childish voice, tinged with a slightly sharp edge, suddenly rang out in the courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, the viscous black liquid that had disappeared inside the room slowly rose and condensed from beneath He Shan'er's feet.

Ultimately, it formed a figure resembling a child.

This "child" was completely black, with a layer of oil flowing over its skin, and its features were quite ugly.

Jiang Mu was shocked.

Although he had already pieced together the truth in his mind before this.

But now, seeing a prince who had died come back to life in this monstrous form before my eyes, I still felt a great shock and a sense of absurdity.

"Your Highness's new appearance is quite unique."

Jiang Mu smiled.

Prince Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at Jiang Mu, his tone carrying a hint of mutual appreciation:

"I have been wondering for a long time, in all of this world, who will be the first to discover my secret?"

After thinking it over, it seems that only you, Jiang Mu, are the right person.

"I never expected that I would be so right. Jiang Mu, you truly are my nemesis!"

Jiang Mu attempted to use his divine sense to sense the other party's cultivation level.

However, they found it was like throwing a stone into the sea; they could not detect even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy.

The only certainty is that the reborn prince before us has completely degenerated into a demonic cultivator.

"I'm very curious."

Jiang Mu stared at him and asked, "When did He Shan'er get involved with you and help you fake your death?"

Prince Sheng grinned:

"You underestimate that old bastard He Qingyang. If I had bribed this woman earlier, with that old man's keen eye, he would definitely have noticed something. I simply planted some seeds in her body during the time I was in contact with He Shan'er."

He turned to look at the woman beside him, a lewd glint in his eyes:

"Once He Qingyang dies, and I am resurrected in her body, the seed I planted will naturally blossom and bear fruit, and I will rightfully become her master. Of course, to be fair, this woman is quite alluring."

"Master Jiang, you'll regret not trying it sooner."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped it heavily on He Shan'er's plump, round breasts.

Snapped!

The woman's body trembled slightly, and a hint of allure appeared in her eyes.

At the same time, Jiang Mu keenly observed a subtle struggle and pain in the woman's brows.

The struggle lasted only half a breath before being suppressed by some force.

She knelt obediently beside Prince Sheng's short frame, her face tilted upwards, as docile as a tamed cat.

"Master, this man is too presumptuous. Should Shannu kill him?"

"No rush."

Prince Sheng raised his black hand and touched He Shan'er's cheek, then turned to look at Jiang Mu and smiled, "Actually, in some ways, Hall Master Jiang and we are the same kind of people."

"One of our own?"

Jiang Mu scoffed, "Your Highness is giving me too much credit."

Prince Sheng asked quietly:

"Then let me ask you, if that brat Emperor were standing before you right now, would you willingly kneel and kowtow to him?"

Jiang Mu remained silent.

Kneeling before the emperor?

I don't even want to kneel to God, so why would I kneel to him?

Prince Sheng's smile deepened:

"Jiang Mu, deep down you are not afraid of imperial power. Others in this world may not see your rebellious nature, but I can."

You are dissatisfied with the emperor, dissatisfied with the court, dissatisfied with the world.

If that's the case, why don't you try to overthrow it? It's better to wield the knife yourself than to be someone else's weapon.

"Does Your Highness mean that if the two of us cooperate, we can overthrow the imperial court?"

Jiang Mu countered with a question.

"The two of us alone are certainly not enough."

Prince Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, his short stature exuding an aura of a powerful and ruthless leader.

"However, I have been plotting in the shadows for many years, and the number of people I have recruited far exceeds your imagination. And you, if you are willing to assist me, I can give you everything you desire!"

Jiang Mu found it somewhat amusing:

"There's something I don't understand. Since the emperor has always been wary of you and sees you as a thorn in his side, why not just find a charge of treason and kill you directly? Why give you the opportunity to escape by feigning death?"

"Hahaha"

Prince Sheng threw his head back and laughed.

"Jiang Mu, Jiang Mu, that's why I said you don't understand court intrigue."

My imperial nephew may dream of tearing me to pieces, but he cannot do it. For if he kills me, he will lose something very important.

Of course, you wouldn't understand even if I told you.

Prince Sheng's eyes were filled with fervor. "You only need to remember one thing: I lack nothing now, except time."

When the time is right, the throne of Daqing will surely belong to me!

Then, I can give you everything Jiang Mu wants.

If you wish to slay demons, I will give you all the demon slayers in the world, at your disposal.

"If you wish to bring justice and peace to the people, I, the King, will grant you the authority to oversee the entire realm, to execute without prior approval, and to annihilate all corrupt officials and evil spirits! This great land, I will govern it with you, what do you say?!"

A cold wind blew through the courtyard.

The wind rustled the woman's voluptuous body and carried with it the prince's boastful words.

Jiang Mu twitched the corner of her mouth slightly:

"Your Highness, if you had made this promise a little smaller, I might have believed it."

But now... I think it's more realistic to just arrest you and take you to Quan Shanhai to claim the reward."

The smile on Prince Sheng's face faded.

He looked at Jiang Mu and sighed deeply:

"Jiang Mu, once a person is confined by short-sightedness, he will not see that there are mountains beyond mountains, and the same is true of the great path."

I thought you were someone who could see the distant mountains, but alas, alas.

He waved his hand listlessly and said:

"Shannu, kill him."

"Yes, Master."

He Ru'er stood up in response.

The woman, who was alluring and charming just a moment ago, suddenly unleashed a sharp sword intent from her body.

"Whoosh!"

She brought her index and middle fingers together and thrust them forward.

The sword's edge, as cold as the moon and frost, whistled as it hurtled toward Jiang Mu's face.

Midway through its journey, the sword beam split into two, then four, then eight...

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into hundreds and thousands of dazzling sword energies.

Jiang Mu took out a fan and gently fanned herself.

The torrential and fierce rain of swords seemed to sink into a quagmire, quickly freezing for a moment.

Jiang Mu's figure flashed, and he activated [Teleportation].

The next instant, he moved directly in front of He Shan'er.

"cut!"

The Blood Frenzy Blade unleashed a wave of blood that slashed straight down at the woman's head.

"Shannu, be careful! This kid's spatial teleportation technique is quite powerful. Use your Divine Sword Sect's 'Sword Cage' to restrain him!"

Seeing this, Prince Sheng, who was standing at the back, gave a reminder.

"Yes, Master."

He Shan'er lightly dodged Jiang Mu's slash with a light touch of her toes, and with her right hand she made a sword incantation, and thousands of sword beams moved in response to the incantation.

"combine!"

The sword energy that had just shot out immediately turned around, like lotus petals closing in, and came from all directions.

Jiang Mu was enveloped in a transparent cage of sword intent.

Jiang Mu tried teleporting, but it was indeed unusable.

"As expected of the Divine Sword Sect, which has a profound foundation."

Jiang Mu sighed sincerely, then flipped his wrist and said coldly, "Since I can't get out, I'll just smash it!"

[Ghost King Seal] Suppress!

A massive, jet-black seal, as large as a small mountain, suddenly appeared above the sword cage.

The seal, imbued with a chilling aura capable of suppressing all ghosts, crashed down!

"nice one."

At this moment, Prince Sheng suddenly clapped his hands and laughed.

As he spoke, his short, deformed black body suddenly swelled and grew larger, transforming into a black dragon several dozen feet long.

The dragon opened its mouth.

Its mouth was filled with fine fangs, resembling the gaping maw of an abyss.

He swallowed the Ghost King Seal whole!

The ghostly aura between heaven and earth vanished without a trace.

At the same time.

Jiang Mu looked down in horror and discovered that the black mark on the back of his left hand, representing the supernatural power of the [Ghost King Seal], had disappeared as if erased by an eraser.

Deprive me of the law!

For the first time, Jiang Mu showed shock.

He looked up at the Prince Sheng, who had let out a burp and shrunk back into his child form, and felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Just what kind of monster was this guy?!

[Dharma Image, Open!]

At this moment, Jiang Mu dared not be careless, and her mind raced.

As the void behind him suddenly cracked open, the majestic Fire God's Dharma Image, standing over ten feet tall, emerged from the flames, exuding an imposing aura.

Faxiang roared to the sky, then threw a punch.

It smashed directly onto the sword intent cage.

Countless fragments of sword intent were melted into molten iron and scattered like fireflies, creating ripples that spread outwards.

The cage shattered with a crash.

However, the shattered sword light did not dissipate.

He Shan'er flicked her slender fingers repeatedly, changing her sword technique once again.

The shattered fragments of sword intent swirled in mid-air, then converged again like streams returning to a lake, forming layer upon layer of sword formations around her.

Each sword formation is expanding outwards.

The cage expanded its area, yet it always kept Jiang Mu firmly within its core.

The space remains locked, and teleportation is still impossible.

This time, however, He Shan'er herself was also standing inside the sword cage.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Tide".

The woman parted her red lips slightly, and her swordplay began again.

Deep in the mountains of Shenjian Sect.

One after another, longswords swept out from the sect's grounds, whether carried by the disciples or placed in secret caves, all were drawn out. Countless silver-white trails converged into a vast waterfall of sword energy.

Like a breach in the Milky Way, or a towering cliff hanging down like a ribbon.

With a sharp edge capable of cleaving the heavens and splitting the earth, it roared and swept towards Jiang Mu.