Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

Half a month later!

The Luochuan River is a turbulent river with lush trees on both sides, but few people cultivate good farmland on this fertile land.

This is because this is Chongzhou, where the magic path is most prosperous, and it is also the province most seriously affected by cholera.

Not only do the people here have a hard time living, but even the commercial transactions are far inferior to those in other big states, let alone compared with Qingzhou.

A merchant ship was sailing on the Luochuan River. On the flag hung high on the ship was a large golden character and the family emblem, representing that they were a caravan of the Ancheng Jin family, a family of cultivators and a local noble family. They could do business with the righteous and also dared to do business with the evil. They were good at both black and white.

The demon sects, big and small, in Chongzhou also need input of external resources, and most of them will not stop these caravans.

Of course, there would be occasional robberies and massacres against caravans. Not every demon cultivator could restrain themselves. Every demon sect’s territory was different, and many demon cultivators enjoyed going to other people’s territory to kill and rob, and then frame them.

Therefore, any caravan entering Chongzhou would take a huge risk. If conditions permit, they would also hire some independent cultivators and add the power of cultivators trained by their families to increase their own safety.

On the merchant ship where the Jin family is located, there is such a group of hired independent cultivators.

"Hey, have you heard that something big happened in Chongzhou recently?"

On the deck, a dozen casual cultivators were enjoying the beautiful scenery of Luochuan River while chatting with each other.

"What's the matter, Old Wang, stop keeping us in suspense and tell us."

"Old Wang, you have been hanging around the Chongzhou border for many years, so you are well-informed. Don't hide anything when something exciting happens!"

"That's right, I'll treat you to a drink later, okay? This is good wine made from spiritual rice, and it's guaranteed not to be diluted with water."

A group of casual cultivators started to make a fuss. They had nothing to do and loved to listen to some gossip.

There was only one figure leaning against the railing of the ship, appearing indifferent.

The man called Lao Wangtou has thick black hair and a gray beard, and looks very old.

He smiled complacently amid the crowd's flattery, enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention. After two dry coughs, he spoke slowly.

“Hey, it’s a long story. Since everyone wants to listen, I will tell you in detail.

However, it is said that half a month ago, the Chongzhou Demonic Sect was facing an unprecedented threat.

A group of Tantric Buddhist monks from various countries in the Western Regions, under the banner of saving all living beings, spreading Buddhism, and saving the world, they slaughtered the Chongzhou Demon Sect at will, and the killing was so severe that rivers of blood flowed.

"What? The eminent monks from the Western Regions came to Chongzhou to exorcise demons. They came all the way here. What are they running for?"

"Are these bald donkeys so strong? They can actually slaughter more than a dozen demon sects in a row."

"There are so many powerful demons in Chongzhou, but they can't do anything to that monk from Aiti Jialuo?"

The wandering cultivators on the deck cried out in surprise. The evil reputation of the Chongzhou Demon Sect was known throughout the world, and it had suppressed the Chongzhou Orthodox Sect. However, a group of monks from the Western Regions turned around and suppressed the Chongzhou Demon Sect. It sounded incredible.

"I heard that Aiti Jialuo has a very important background. He is a holy monk of the Western Regions' Tantric Buddhism. Do you know what a holy monk is? He is equivalent to a reserve member of the Purple Mansion Realm. He is extremely powerful, especially the Buddhist teachings he practices, which are extremely effective against demon cultivators. Many demon cultivators become weak in the knees when they see him."

Old Wang held his head high and walked like a proud peacock, showing off his well-informedness, and said, "If you ask me, let alone the demon from Chongzhou, I'm afraid even if the strongest demon from Qingzhou, the Blood Demon Ancestor, comes, he won't end up well with Aiti Jialuo."

As soon as Old Wang said this, it immediately aroused opposition from many people.

"Impossible. What kind of person is the Blood Demon Ancestor Su Jie? He destroyed the Tide Viewing Pavilion single-handedly. How can Ayi Ti Jia Luo compare with him?"

"That's right! Those righteous people in Qingzhou were suppressed by Su Jie and dared not raise their heads. Without absolute strength, how could they be so honest?"

"I think the odds are probably evenly split. After all, Aiti Jialuo's Buddhist teachings can restrain the demon cultivators, and the demon cultivators are only able to exert less than 70% to 80% of their strength, so the fight is a two-sided one."

The debate immediately heated up the atmosphere. Many of them had been to Qingzhou and had heard of Su Jie's famous name.

He led Guiling Palace to rise from obscurity and finally became the strongest overlord in Qingzhou. This kind of charisma still attracted some independent cultivators, even though Su Jie was a big devil.

"Haha, who knows if you haven't fought it? Maybe after Aiti Jialuo finishes fighting Chongzhou, he will head for Qingzhou. If a fight really breaks out, I will definitely go to join in the fun and witness this powerful battle between Buddha and Demon."

Old Wang talked incessantly, and was quite pleased to see that everyone was attracted, until he saw a middle-aged man leaning on the other side of the boat.

The man was of ordinary height and appearance, and his cultivation level did not seem to be very high. He did not participate in the discussion and seemed somewhat out of place.

"Brother Luo, what do you think? Who do you think is better, the Blood Demon Ancestor or Aiti Jialuo?"

Lao Wang took two steps forward and patted the middle-aged man's shoulder in a familiar manner. He knew that the man's name was Luo Yi, and that he was also a hired cultivator. It was just that they had rarely communicated in recent days, and the man seemed a little aloof.

"I'll sit and watch."

Su Jie, who was in disguise, smiled and shrugged, saying indifferently.

Su Jie lived peacefully in Qingzhou for two years, consolidating his cultivation after being promoted to Purple Mansion.

In addition, now that Qingzhou's development is on the right track, Su Jie will have the energy to focus his attention beyond Qingzhou.

There are two primary targets. One is Qingzhou. Su Jie had conflicts with Huoyun Palace, and Su Jie was very envious of the Chiyao Immortal Palace.

Another target is Chongzhou, where the magic path is prosperous.

Since he is a giant of the magic world of the Dali Dynasty, Su Jie naturally wants to take over Chongzhou and leave the magic world of the Dali Dynasty with only one voice.

As for Jingzhou, which is also in the south, in terms of the strength of the cultivators, it is the weakest of the four southern states, and it is close to the Dali Imperial City, so it is not suitable as a first choice target.

Originally, Su Jie was still struggling over whether to start from Qingzhou or Chongzhou, but then he heard the news from Chongzhou that the Tantric Buddhists from the Western Regions went to Chongzhou to perform chivalrous deeds and eliminate demons to defend the way of Taoism.

Su Jie immediately came up with an idea, starting from Chongzhou and taking the opportunity to learn about the so-called Tantric Buddhism.

So after changing his appearance, Su Jie concealed his identity and came here with a caravan.

His face is too famous now. If he doesn't disguise himself, everyone will know about it before he even leaves Qingzhou. It would be bad if people are scared away by then.

"Brother Luo, you are such a boring person."

Old Wantou was defeated by Su Jie and turned away dejectedly with a pout.

Su Jie smiled as he watched the merchant ship enter Chongzhou. He muttered to himself, "The holy monk of the Tantric Buddhism, Aiti Jialuo, is interesting. Really interesting. Fighting demons and defending the Way, right? Then I, Su Jie, will have to meet you, the great monks of the Western Regions."

As Su Jie spoke, he moved his feet and disappeared on the merchant ship.

When the Jin family's caravan discovered that Su Jie had disappeared, there was a commotion, but by then, Su Jie had already gone deep into the Chongzhou area.

Cuiyan Pool in Chongzhou is the location of the Wanyumen Mountain Gate.

But at this time, there are far more than Wanyumen gathered here, there are also demon sects from Chongzhou, such as the Blood Demon Cave, Jinhuang Sect, Tianlang Village, Huanzhonglou, Yingmingru, Lihuohui, Woyao Valley, Lotus Palace, Eagle Poison Hall, White Bone Tower, Jiulong Hall, etc.

All the masters of the Chongzhou Demon Sect, big and small, are here, with a number of over ten thousand. It can be said that most of the masters of Chongzhou gather here.

Because based on Aiti Gala's course of action, the other party's next move is most likely to head towards Wanyu Gate.

They had been suffering greatly in Chongzhou due to the harm done by Aiti Galao in the past half month, and had been forced to unite. At the same time, they also planned to keep Aiti Galao and completely destroy him, so as not to give him the chance to defeat them one by one.

From this we can see that Aiti Galao's strength is so strong that all the demons in Chongzhou are on high alert.

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"No movement yet?"

A soft and delicate voice sounded, and a beautiful woman wearing gauze, with clearly visible snow-white skin and charming eyes, slowly spoke. She was the leader of Wanyu Sect, Yin Leibai.

"Will Aiti Jialuo not dare to come if he knows we are here?"

"If I catch that damn little bald donkey, I'll make him suffer a fate worse than death."

"Don't let your guard down. Be careful that the other party might suddenly show up and attack you."

A group of evil cult leaders from Chongzhou had angry eyes, some were calm, and some were full of murderous intent.

No matter how reluctant they were to admit it in their hearts, they all knew that this enemy was absolutely terrifying, regarding Aiti Galao, the person who broke the Chongzhou situation.

Not only were the top leaders of the Demon Sect on high alert, but other demonic monks who came here were also scattered, wary of the appearance of Aiti Galao.

In addition to these demonic monks, there were also independent cultivators quietly watching in more remote areas.

Some of these independent cultivators were spies from aristocratic families who were trying to find out about this war that might change the situation in Chongzhou, while others simply wanted to fish in troubled waters.

On the cruel battlefield, if they could pick up some loot or steal some corpses, for some of the cash-strapped independent cultivators, it would be a sure thing that they would become rich overnight. It is even possible that they could obtain some kind of cultivation inheritance and change their fate. Therefore, it attracted many scheming independent cultivators who came here regardless of the danger.

Baiyan Town is hundreds of miles away from the mountain gate of Wanyumen, and there are some independent cultivators living here now.

They may not all be from Chongzhou, some may be from other states of the Dali Dynasty. They are all small independent cultivators who came here to seek opportunities and try their luck after hearing the news.

The tallest restaurant in Baiyan Town is the gathering place for the independent cultivators. They look through the windows towards the Wanyu Gate, feeling unavoidably excited.

"Do you think there will be a fight?"

"It's hard to say. If I were Aiti Jialuo, I would definitely not go into this trap knowing that it is a dilemma."

"So you can't become Aiti Jialuo. He is a holy monk from the Western Regions. He is compassionate and saves the world. How can you retreat just because of difficulties?"

"Humph, what a bullshit holy monk. I don't believe that Aiti Jialuo is really so selfless. I don't know what evil intentions these bald ass ghosts from outside the region have."

The crowd was noisy, except for the restaurant which was quite quiet.

At a table by the window, there sat a woman in a white dress with a purple waist, leaning against the carved window on the fifth floor of the restaurant, drinking alone.

What is more special is that the woman's face is covered with a veil, and her jade-colored skin can be vaguely seen under half of the silver veil.

Every time she lifted her veil while drinking, the beautiful half of her face that was vaguely visible would make many casual cultivators at the scene swallow their lips. When they looked at her, there was the chaotic sound of cups clinking together, and many casual cultivators did not dare to look her in the eye.

It was because the woman just sat there, but she had an invisible aura of majesty, so that the restaurant was packed, many independent cultivators had no seats, and no one dared to sit next to her.

There was no emotion on Qin Yushang's face beneath her veil; her mind was focused on the Wanyu Gate. Her Daotai realm consciousness allowed her to know what was happening over there even though she was hundreds of miles away.

Suddenly, the sound of a chair moving was heard, causing Qin Yushang to turn her head slightly.

A middle-aged man with ordinary looks sat opposite her as if no one was around.

"Excuse me little girl, let's share a table."

When Su Jie saw Qin Yushang looking at him, he smiled with his white teeth showing. He looked calm, not as nervous as an ordinary cultivator.

Qin Yushang glanced at Su Jie, then looked away. She didn't sense much special about Su Jie.

Su Jie's real identity is a powerful person in the Purple Mansion Realm. Qin Yushang is one major realm lower than him, so it is naturally extremely difficult for her to see through Su Jie's identity.

On the contrary, Su Jie looked at Qin Yushang with interest. Her long black hair fluttered in the breeze, revealing her snow-white neck. Her deep phoenix eyes shone with a cold jade-like luster, and her sword-like eyebrows slanted into her temples.

Not only is her appearance outstanding, but others may not be able to feel it, but Su Jie can feel it. The spiritual power in Qin Yushang's body is like a dormant volcano. Blue veins can be seen under her snow-white skin, and the spiritual power in the body is faintly centered around her and receiving her orders.

"A supreme expert at the seventh level of Daotai realm."

Su Jie thought to himself that such a powerful person was rare in the Dali Dynasty.

Although there are more than ten or twenty Daotai realms in a state, and as few as seven or eight, there are very few cultivators who can reach the seventh level of Daotai realm.

For example, before Su Jie's rise, Qingzhou had only one person, Dong Yu, the great elder of Guanchao Pavilion, who was at the seventh level of Daotai realm. Qingzhou also had only two people, Li Yuze, the leader of Wanjian League, and Chu Yangang, the leader of Huoyun Hall.

The cultivators at this level stand at the pinnacle of the Daotai Realm, and have a small chance of breaking through to the Zifu Realm. They have extraordinary identities and status, and rarely appear in public on weekdays.

“Does it look good?”

Qin Yuchang felt quite uncomfortable being looked at by Su Jie. She felt as if her whole body was being seen by Su Jie. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, put down her wine glass, and snorted coldly. (End of this chapter)