Su residence.
The door to the room opened.
A young and tender boy walked in. When he saw Wu Dao's true body, he pouted slightly and said, "Young Master, two people are here. Their auras are extremely annoying."
Momo's sentience was awakened by Die Yue and his cultivation speed was extremely fast – he was already at the Conjoint Body realm!
Wu Dao's true body was at the perfected Dharma Characteristic realm.
That cultivation speed was already rather terrifying!
20 years ago, when he headed to the Southern Region, he had only just entered the Dharma Characteristic realm.
"Young Master, continue cultivating. I'll go chase those two away!"
Momo waved his fist.
"Come back,"
Wu Dao's true body shook his head gently. "You're not a match."
"Ah?
Momo was slightly stunned.
Actually, Momo's combat strength was extremely strong. Back when he was at the Dharma Characteristic realm, he could even suppress monkey, Linghu and the others.
However, Momo was pure and innocent. Up till this point of his cultivation, he had never killed or harmed the lives of any living beings.
He did not want to kill either.
That was Momo's belief.
Momo did not like the fighting and killing of the cultivation world. What he yearned for the most was a peaceful life in Ping Yang Town that stood aloof from worldly affairs.
However, the two people who came today were definitely not good people!
The Rakshasa race was the most savage and bloodthirsty.
If it was just a spar, Momo might not be able to defeat the two of them. However, if it was a life and death battle, Momo would definitely die!
"Young Master, what should we do?"
Momo became nervous.
"It's fine,"
Wu Dao's true body smiled gently. "I'll handle it. Help me brew a pot of tea."
"Alright,"
Momo replied crisply and turned to prepare the tea.
Wu Dao's true body arrived in the courtyard and sat on a stone bench, waiting quietly for someone to arrive.
…
Ping Yang Town.
The Hei Rakshasa and Yu Luosha were extremely fast and arrived above Ping Yang Town before long!
The two of them stood in the air, attracting countless gazes as soon as they appeared.
Ping Yang Town seemed to have quietened down in an instant!
However, in the blink of an eye, the pedestrians on the street continued to move forward.
The crowd was bustling with activity.
The mortals who saw them only had a trace of surprise in their eyes, but they didn't have much of a reaction!
Ping Yang Town quickly regained the hustle and bustle that Just Now!
"Hmm?"
The Black Rakshasa's expression turned cold.
This feeling made him extremely displeased!
As a Rakshasa, one of the primordial races, even human cultivators were merely food for ants in his eyes!
They had met a lot of cultivators on this trip. When they saw them, they were all shocked and scared out of their wits!
Yet, these mortals dared to ignore them!
The Black Rakshasa felt that he had been severely insulted!
"Hmph!"
The Black Rakshasa sneered. Suddenly, he reached out and removed the hood on his head, revealing an extremely ugly and menacing face!
He had a green face and fangs. His nose was raised to the skies, resembling a reaper from Hell. His fingers and toes were filled with sharp nails!
That was not the end.
Shing!
The Black Rakshasa broke free of his black robes and revealed his complete form. A pair of pitch-black flesh wings grew from his back with sharp spikes at the edges that shone with a cold glint.
The Black Rakshasa flapped his massive flesh wings and exuded a sinister killing intent. Sticking out his scarlet tongue, he licked his lips and surveyed the mortals of Ping Yang Town.
"Ah!"
True enough!
A commotion broke out in the crowd.
Many women were shocked when they saw such a monster and cried out in alarm.
Some of them fled back home and closed their doors.
Some of the children were so scared that they burst into tears.
In one of the courtyards, a five-year-old child pounced into the arms of an old man who was basking in the sun on a rocking chair, not daring to raise his head.
When the Black Rakshasa saw that, he felt better and his eyes shone with excitement!
What he loved the most was to see these ants panic, fear and scream in front of him!
"Child, don't be afraid,"
The old man was extremely calm and smiled, patting the child on the back and consoling, "They're just some little demons who don't know what's good for them. It's nothing."
"What?"
The Black Rakshasa was stunned.
Up till this point of his cultivation, this was the first time he had heard someone use the term 'little demons' to describe the Rakshasa race!
Furthermore, he was shocked to discover that even after he revealed his true form, Ping Yang Town did not descend into chaos.
After a slight commotion, everything returned to normal!
Nobody cared about him at all!
Actually, Ping Yang Town had weathered countless storms over the years. However, it was safe and sound under the protection of Momo and Wu Dao's true form.
This was especially so for the older generation of Ping Yang Town – they were already used to such things.
In their hearts, as long as Second Young Master Su of Ping Yang Town was around, these fiends and demons would not be able to cause any trouble!
"I think you ants are the ones who don't know what's good for you!"
The Black Rakshasa glared at the old man in the courtyard with widened eyes. He opened his mouth and wanted to devour the old and young duo!
All of a sudden!
At the side, Yu Luosha frowned and said, "Something's wrong."
"What's wrong?"
The Black Rakshasa asked instinctively.
Yu Luosha pointed to an inconspicuous courtyard in Ping Yang Town and said sternly, "There's someone there. It's a Dharma Daojun!"
The Black Rakshasa swept his gaze.
In the courtyard, a purple-robed cultivator sat with his side profile facing them. He had an indifferent expression and was sipping tea leisurely.
Behind the purple-robed cultivator stood a tender boy who looked extremely obedient – it was the peach blossom tree spirit that they had discovered!
"That person seems familiar."
Yu Luosha looked at the side profile of the purple-robed cultivator and could not recall for a moment.
"He's only at the Dharma Characteristic realm. What's wrong with him?"
The Black Rakshasa pouted his lips. "Young master, aren't you making a fuss over nothing?"
Yu Luosha was still frowning. "However, when I searched Ping Yang Town with my spirit consciousness earlier on, I didn't discover that person at all!"
"In other words, that person can hide from my spirit consciousness!"
"Haha!"
The Black Rakshasa burst into laughter. "Young master, you're thinking too much. It's just a Dharma Daojun. Even if Araki Takeshi was here, what can he do? Young Master, watch as I crush this ant with my own hands! “
The Black Rakshasa's figure flashed at an extremely fast speed and arrived above the residence instantly!
Yu Luosha was puzzled and followed closely.
Right then, the purple-robed cultivator in the courtyard turned around and looked at the Black Rakshasa in midair, asking indifferently, "Who are you calling an ant?"
"You are …"
Yu Luosha's pupils constricted when she saw the purple-robed cultivator's face!
This person's face was exactly the same as the portrait of the person she had seen in the Rakshasa race!
However, the person in the portrait was dressed in green robes and had black hair.
However, this person was dressed in purple robes and exuded an indescribable might and heaviness from head to toe!
Even she felt her heart skip a beat!
"Araki Takeshi?"
Yu Luosha exclaimed with disbelief in her beautiful eyes.
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