Immortal Father
Chapter 354 - 354 130 The Complete Record of Fire Sha Being Captured_2

354: Chapter 130 The Complete Record of Fire Sha Being Captured_2 354: Chapter 130 The Complete Record of Fire Sha Being Captured_2 Zeng Yimu would forever remember the look in his adoptive father’s eyes as he looked down at him.

Such disdain, filled with pity.

‘Who you are is not important, no need to tell me, are you willing to be the blade in my hand?’

Without any hesitation, Zeng Yimu knelt at his adoptive father’s side, sobbing continuously, and became the sixteenth adopted son of his adoptive father.

The six strongest Blood Fiends in the Blood Fiend Hall were all sons of his adoptive father.

Zeng Yimu, the Fire Rolling Fiend, happened to rank sixth.

In the Blood Fiend Hall, Zeng Yimu was not the strongest in terms of power, his strength was only at the level of True Immortal Realm openly, and when he performed demonic techniques, he barely reached the level of a rank six Heavenly Immortal.

But Zeng Yimu’s strength never lay in Magical Combat.

He was adept in scheming, strategizing, and controlling the battlefield, once commanding hundreds of Demon Cultivators and more than a hundred demons to secretly slaughter several sects of The Path of Immortality.

To this day, no one has found out that these deeds were the work of the Blood Fiend Hall.

Zeng Yimu had some vague guesses about his adoptive father’s identity.

After all, the ultimate beneficiary of many dirty deeds he carried out was always one of the top ten sects in The Path of Immortality.

However, clever as he was, he would not ask a single extra word.

This time, Zeng Yimu understood his adoptive father’s orders but also felt some concern.

The Hungry Extreme Fiend, who ranked fifth among the Blood Fiends and was also an adopted son, died in Dong’an City by the East Sea, which greatly angered the adoptive father.

Zeng Yimu’s concern stemmed from this as well.

An irrational adoptive father could easily make a wrong decision, which might lead to the demise of such a loyal follower as himself.

The instructions given by the adoptive father were straightforward:

‘Break through Dong’an City, slaughter Wanyun Xian, then quickly flee.’

Attacking a major city or town was somewhat taboo and could offend the Eastern Alliance, but the adoptive father did not care much about that.

Now, all he wanted was for Dong’an City to run with blood and Wanyun Xian to suffer heavy casualties.

Zeng Yimu felt somewhat speechless about this, but he could only obey the adoptive father’s orders.

Zeng Yimu originally thought that although the matter was somewhat dangerous, it was not difficult to complete.

But when he arrived near Dong’an City and secretly investigated, he was shocked to his core.

Eastern Alliance’s Immortal Soldiers.

The Eastern Alliance had actually sent three thousand Immortal Soldiers to be stationed near Dong’an City!

After much contemplation, Zeng Yimu could only decide on a strategy of creating a diversion and requested the Blood Fiend Hall’s Message Passing Elder to summon a large number of demons that obeyed the Blood Fiend Hall.

Most of these demons had cultivations at the Primordial Immortal Realm, and at this moment, already more than a hundred had gathered.

They were mere cannon fodder.

‘Still not enough.’

Zeng Yimu’s plan required at least three hundred demons to distract the Immortal Soldiers outside Dong’an City, and then Blood Fiend Hall would be able to launch a surprise attack on the city.

According to Zeng Yimu’s estimates, there should be at least three groups of Blood Fiends lurking near Dong’an City.

They were just waiting for his actions to draw away the Eastern Alliance’s Immortal Soldiers so that these three groups of Blood Fiends could attack the city and exterminate all the members and disciples of Wanyun Sect.

This was the vengeance from the adoptive father.

‘Sigh.’

Zeng Yimu let out a long sigh.

He actually wanted to advise his adoptive father not to confront the Eastern Alliance head-on, not to let Blood Fiend Hall, an organization of killers, engage the Eastern Alliance’s Immortal Soldiers directly.

But he did not dare to voice this advice.

The number of Blood Fiends who had died at the hands of the adoptive father far exceeded the number of recent Blood Fiend casualties.

‘Sigh!

As soon as these demons are dispatched, once the Eastern Alliance’s Immortal Soldiers make a move, it’s better for me to flee far away.’

Zeng Yimu stood with his hands behind his back at the highest point of this underwater Dark Alley, overlooking the dark and eerie trading floors below.

He was quite helpless.

His subordinates had been loaned to the Evil Chaos Fiend, and this time he was temporarily called out of retirement.

The only forces he could command now were those creatures lurking in the shadows of the Dark Alley.

To have these creatures, prone to fits of wildness, stand guard?

He might as well be killed directly!

Thus, Zeng Yimu could only serve as the commander and the lookout himself, relying on his years of intuition to sense the presence of any powerful enemies invading this place.

Suddenly.

Zeng Yimu’s bright eyes narrowed slightly as he fixed his gaze on two masked individuals wandering in front of the various stalls.

‘Heavenly Immortal?’

Zeng Yimu took a half-step back, completely hiding in the shadow, like a venomous snake, closely watching the man and woman.

Upon close inspection, he realized that these two were also Demon Cultivators.

Especially the slender woman, whose demonic technique could not deceive anyone; the man seemed much weaker, appearing to pose no great threat.

Zeng Yimu’s figure floated down from the high building, sticking to the shadows and slowly following them.

Getting closer, Zeng Yimu heard the other party’s conversation.

The man asked, “Elder, did you find the herbs you need?”

The woman answered, “No, it seems we’ll have to make a trip to the Northern Continent after all.

The herbs here either lack sufficient poison or their medicinal properties aren’t strong enough, it’s hard to balance the two.”

“Then shall we look around some more?

It’s not easy to come all this way.”

“Hmm, alright, let’s walk around a bit more.

I quite enjoy strolling with you like this,” the elder said.

The two continued to browse other stalls.

Zeng Yimu’s mouth twitched slightly—were these two having an affair?

‘From the frequency of their conversation, they must be using voice transmission.

Such loud dialogue must be intended for the ears of people nearby.’

Following this, Zeng Yimu took a few glances at the demon cultivators at these stalls.

These demon cultivators were also ruthless characters, but sensing the strength of the Heavenly Immortal woman, they all put on smiling faces and dared not speak arrogantly.

Zeng Yimu quietly followed them for a few steps, more doubts surfacing in his heart.

For no particular reason, wherever these two went, they encountered his fellow demons from the Demon Race, whom he’d previously arranged to hide.

In just a single round walk, they had managed to investigate the whereabouts of most of the hundred-odd demons in this area.

A cold smile played on Zeng Yimu’s lips.

If that were the case, he couldn’t let these two leave.

Just then, the female Heavenly Immortal said with a laugh, “Okay, let’s go back.

This Dark Alley is too small.”

“Elder, shall we take a look at the nearby markets?”

“It’s hard to find suitable Spirit Grass in the markets, and with our identities, it’s inconvenient to show up in person.”

The two joked and laughed as they headed toward the only exit of the place.

Zeng Yimu, however, didn’t need to do so.

He quietly moved back to the high building and took the secret passage he had dug out earlier, arriving at the deep sea trench before them.

As soon as the man and woman left the Dark Alley, Zeng Yimu was already crouching on the edge of the trench, with a Spiritual Treasure longbow in hand that was tainted with fiendish energy, and he took out two extremely precious poison arrows that could injure a Heavenly Immortal.

‘If my generals were here, why would I need to take action personally?’

Zeng Yimu concentrated his mind and watched the pair from above with his head down, while some spiritual senses emerged from the Dark Alley, keeping an eye on the couple’s figure from behind.

Suddenly, the male cultivator turned and grabbed the female cultivator’s arm.

She seemed slightly uncomfortable but did not dodge, allowing the male cultivator to grab her arm and throw her toward the steep stone wall.

Zeng Yimu slightly frowned…

What were they trying to do?

Had they discovered him?

Soon, Zeng Yimu chuckled to himself.

The female cultivator appeared somewhat shy and uneasy, standing with her hands behind her back against the stone wall.

And the male cultivator extended his right hand, resting it on the female’s shoulder, as they began a close-range face-to-face conversation beside the mask.

Of course, Zeng Yimu didn’t notice at that moment that the male cultivator’s hidden left hand behind his back flicked out a strand of nearly invisible golden thread.

Zeng Yimu muttered to himself, “These two are indeed lovers.”

The female cultivator suddenly pushed the male away and flew down towards the bottom of the trench; the male shook his head in pursuit, then…

he suddenly looked up, locking eyes with Zeng Yimu from afar.

A sense of foreboding surged through Zeng Yimu!

He was about to use his demonic skills to escape far away, but a supremely forceful presence enveloped his back, and a powerful Primordial Spirit formed into a punch, smashing down close to his own Primordial Spirit.

Zeng Yimu’s head spun, he found it hard to speak, and a large hand clamped down on his neck, sealing his Primordial Spirit in an instant.

Before he was subdued, three thoughts surfaced in Zeng Yimu’s heart.

‘Golden Immortal!’

‘Damn, it’s I who am the fish caught on the hook!’

‘Ah, my adoptive father’s move was indeed unwise.’

…

Above the sea trench, Elder Xu Sheng picked up the middle-aged Daoist to take a look, casually tossing him into a bag meant for carrying magical pets.

“This guy is so weak, he can’t be a big catch,” Xu Sheng murmured, then remembered that he, a Golden Immortal, was undertaking such a sneak attack and found it…

Quite satisfying.

Ping’an was right; stealth attacks are indeed the most effective way to use one’s strength to suppress the enemy quickly.

But Ping’an’s sacrifice was too great.

Xu Sheng concealed his tracks and followed quietly ahead.

To cover for his attack and avoid the gaze of that Happy Valley demon cultivator, Ping’an had no choice but to use a method to disturb the witch.

He had to keep a close eye on him, lest Ping’an truly become a sacrificial bait for the demon.