Wait a minute, where is my master?

Last time, the book described,

"The purely loving Confucian practitioner, refusing the demoness, got captured, Water Monkey's hard long staff could not match the soft whip."

...

Yan Meishan sensed the disturbance and stopped in her tracks.

She turned her head first to look at Yao Qinxiao on Little White's shoulder, then shifted her gaze to the Husky's face.

"This little girl..."

The Third Elder knew Little White, but her mind wouldn't dare to consider that possibility.

However, just as she hesitated, two figures emerged from the bushes, startlingly, Yu Yaoer and the little Taoist.

!!!!!!

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"Uncle Wu!?"

Little Fish Demon came out of the bushes and instantly saw Island Lord Wu standing there dazed, with the iron staff fallen at his feet.

She was greatly alarmed and immediately sent a telepathic message to Jin Xu for help.

"My Lord, Uncle Wu."

"Do not worry,"

The little Taoist waved his hand lightly and returned the message with a reassuring glance.

Then, he started walking slowly, stepping on the freshly settled dust, moving towards Yan Meishan with deliberate steps.

...

At this moment, Wu Youren could barely perceive the external noises. His position, Yan Meishan standing before him, and the three figures emerging from the woods, formed a straight line.

He desperately wanted to shout or use Spiritual Sense to send a message to them to run away.

This was the Demon Sect's Third Elder, a Great Cultivator of the Divinity Transformation Realm.

But the strange whip strike had landed directly on his Sea of Consciousness.

Not only had it left him completely devoid of any will to fight, at this moment, he couldn't even muster his Spiritual Power or Spiritual Sense.

For someone like Wu Youren, who was thoroughly proficient in physical and martial skills cultivation, his weakness lay in Spiritual Power when facing an opponent of the same level, and now, against a cultivator of a higher realm who targeted the Spiritual Sense, he could not resist at all.

The Island Lord now felt as though his soul and body had betrayed him, utterly beyond his control.

In his intense desperation, he tried to forcefully regain control of his body.

Unfortunately, despite struggling mightily, he couldn't even control a single toe, let alone pass a message to run for their lives to the three.

Just as his heart began to sink further,

Water Monkey Uncle suddenly noticed the little Taoist, who had no trace of Spiritual Power fluctuation, walking towards the Demon Sect's Third Elder with an indescribable, yet highly confident demeanor.

"What is this little Taoist doing? Dammit, just hurry up and leave with Little Yao. What are you waiting for!"

The Island Lord cursed internally, utterly baffled by Jin Xu's actions. To him, the little Taoist's approach was akin to a hanged elder weary of life.

Who stood between them?

A being who could ride the waves of the East Sea; a being who could immobilize him with a single serious lash; a being who had drained the strength of the Eight-clawed Island's Island Master in just a few days.

The opponent was a top-tier Demon Cultivator of the Divinity Transformation Realm.

You, a little Taoist without even a ripple of Spiritual Power, why would you approach her!?

Planning to use your good looks to win a chance to live?

Water Monkey Uncle felt a profound sense of grief, reluctant to witness what was to come, yet unable to close his eyes.

However, the next moment, he was shocked to see the Third Elder of the Demon Sect unconsciously step back slightly as the little Taoist approached.

"Hiss, has the Mad Woman's perverse delight come over her again, planning to feign weakness intentionally? But that's not right. Little Yao knows my strength. I can't even move now.

Why isn't she running? What's she waiting for?

Could it be that after all these years, she has finally eaten herself foolish with her own cooking?"

At such a critical moment, under immense pressure but powerless, Island Lord Wu began to entertain wild thoughts.

Suddenly, a somewhat neurotic voice reached his ears.

"Hahaha hehehehe～～ I went to an inconspicuous little island on this East Sea to hide from you."

You actually managed to find this place!

Tell me, how exactly did our Demon Sect provoke you?

Not only did you thwart our plans repeatedly, but now you've come in person to this distant sea to capture me!

What exactly are you after?"

The real Yan Meishan, completely unable to accept Jin Xu's baffling appearance here.

Just a moment ago, she was in a commanding position, awe-inspiring, ready to roam freely with her two playthings as the Third Elder of the Demon Sect. But now, the arrival of the little Taoist made her feel like a lamb on the chopping block in an instant.

The expression on Yan Meishan's face was a mix of smiles and tears.

Under the strong mental disparity, she ended up confronting the approaching little Taoist loudly.

Since surviving was difficult anyway, she might as well understand what she did to offend the other party before she died.

"Wasn't it you who first blew up Little White?"

Jin Xu was puzzled by the question, and then the thought struck him.

However, he stopped in his tracks, and then it occurred to him that his first encounter with anything related to the Demon Sect was in Da An Village.

"Hiss, why did I go down the mountain with An Laoxiang that time? Ah, it was to get rich."

Jin Xu remembered that he took Little Yu and Little White to town; aside from the free feast, they couldn't afford anything else, so he had the idea to make some quick money.

And then...

His feud with the Demon Sect (unilaterally dominating) began.

During this process.

The little Taoist's impression of this "illegal organization in the Nine Provinces Realm" slightly changed.

Initially, he thought the Demon Sect was just a place to earn some reward money, but later on, Jin Xu felt that the organization should just be destroyed.

That way, aside from being bad for the members of the Demon Sect, it would be good for everyone in the Nine Provinces Realm.

And he, indeed, actively promoted this cause — the Demon Exorcism Movement.

The little Taoist even felt like recalling more from the past.

However, Yan Meishan on the other side, seeing him not responding, neurotically repeated her question again.

Then her captivating eyes fixed hauntingly on Jin Xu, her facial muscles constantly twitching slightly.

She, who treated cultivators like toys and lives like weeds on ordinary days.

Seemed profoundly terrified of the impending death at this moment.

"What am I after? Initially, it was for a bag of gold and silver. Later, well, it was for peace of mind.

...Of course, killing you is mainly for taking revenge on behalf of Little White."

The little Taoist pondered for a while, then slowly spoke.

No sooner had he spoken, golden thunder arcs began to rise from his right hand, coiling up his arm.

Terrifying and frightening spiritual power fluctuations spread out.

Jin Xu slightly narrowed his eyes, the golden thunder arcs on his arm casting a faint golden color in his pupils.

He looked at the Demon Sect's Third Elder before him and spoke softly, "Any last words? I'll give you a chance to speak."

In the face of death, Yan Meishan's body trembled uncontrollably.

She swallowed nervously, a hint of seductiveness appearing on her face, and extended her hands to her chest, apparently trying to make some sort of deal with the little Taoist.

However, before she could act.

Jin Xu suddenly grinned and said, "Just kidding."

Third Elder: "(((ﾟДﾟ;)??"

With a thunderous roar!

A golden thunderbolt descended from the sky, striking directly at the spot where Yan Meishan was standing.

A massive crater appeared in the spot, and an extremely cold spring water gushed out from it.

Demon Sect Third Elder, Yan Meishan. Deceased.

Cause of death: Blowing up the Xuanxu Temple's husky... among other things.