So I Am A Demon Descendent!

The white light disappeared, but the spectators were still seeing darkness. Those who were weak in cultivation had tears in their eyes and a sharp pain, just like the aftereffects of looking directly at the sun.

After a while, people began to recover their vision, and what appeared before them was a totally different ashram. No inch of land was intact.

The only person standing in the field was Li Xianyu!

“Li Xianyu, Li Xianyu! Why did he step into the fight?”

“Just now, Li Xianyu suddenly rushed over. I can’t understand it at all. Why is Li Xianyu qualified?”

“Taoist Venerable has fallen.” Someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

“That kind of destructive power, how can a person have that kind of destructive power?”

“People in that direction are all dead”

The audience behind Taoist Venerable had been vaporised by the sword light. The sword of qi travelled hundreds of metres out beyond the spectators’ area, obliterating all creatures and objects along the way into ashes.

More than 100 people who watched from that direction died in the light of the sword, leaving nothing behind.

It completely destroyed the edge of the area. The spectators who had narrowly escaped were scared beyond recognition. Some of them fainted, went into a coma, or knelt down on the floor.

The stroke executed by the Demonic Priest was beyond the power of a semi Gokudo Path expert. It wielded the power of a true Gokudo Path expert.

This was an inevitable accident. In the realm of the Gokudo Path, there were no spectators. Presently, there was only Buddha Head that belonged in that realm. Duels between semi Gokudo Path experts were rare, much less Gokudo Path experts.

“Amitabha!” A loud chant sounded out. It seemed to possess some power, which calmed the emotions of the audience down.

In the sky, Buddha Head stood high. His cassock was ragged, and his body was covered with a pure gold texture, but there were cracks all over his body. He held his right palm flat, and beneath the palm were people in comas.

Buddhism’s divine power: Buddha in the Palm.

“It’s Buddha Head. Buddha Head has intervened. It’s the first time I’ve seen him, despite my age.”

“Those people are not dead. They were saved by Buddha Head. Look at his palm…”

“It’s good to have Buddha Head. It’s good to have him, or those people would have died.”

“What happened just now? Li Xianyu… He… How did he do it?”

The battle was over, but no one dared to approach the ashram. Li Xianyu stood alone. They were all frightened. Even if Buddha Head were to appear, it would not bring them a sense of security. At this time, someone was retreating, afraid that Li Xianyu would attack them.

These people were the members of the demon descendant families who surrounded Li Wuxiang back then.

A person rushed in. Li Peiyun was in a mess. He was not afraid of Li Xianyu. He rushed to Li Zhu lunatically. The old man had been burned to ashes. There was only a burnt human shape and some broken bones on the ground.

He should have escaped. It was the best time for him to leave. However, Li Peiyun didn’t leave. He took off his coat and knelt in front of his grand master’s ashes, silently gathering the ashes of the old man.

He was what he was today not because of Demonic Priest, but the careful teaching and cultivation of his grand master since childhood.

At the age of 15, he was expelled from his home and wandered for ten years outside. He missed home, but he didn’t think about his family. He just wanted his grand master to hold on and live a few more years.

After the completion of the Tri-Elements Swordsmanship, Grand Master wanted to clear the Demonic Priest’s name, and put an end to his hatred back then.

Li Peiyun obliged, but he was actually unwilling in his heart. He wanted to say, “Enjoy your twilight years. Let me accompany you for a few more years. I will avenge you.”

However, he knew that the old man’s heart was depressed and indignant all these years. He knew that this was his lifelong wish. Grand Master often said that if he didn’t get revenge, he wouldn’t die in peace.

The old man had died in peace. Li Peiyun had a regret that even though he was able to provide for him now, he was no longer around.

The pale face of Lightning King had recovered some color. Li Xianyu intervened in the battle without any sign. He killed Taoist Venerable with one sword, as well as more than 100 spectators in that direction.

To him, it was a bolt from the blue.

The most terrible power in the world had surfaced: the ability to be a trouble magnet!

At least, that was what Lightning King thought. He said to himself, Big boss, I can’t handle this. If you don’t come out in person, I’ll quit.

In desperation, Buddha Head made a move and saved more than 100 innocent spectators.

Lightning King saw hope in life again. Maybe he could stay in the position of director for a few more years.

He said in a trembling voice, “The… The problem doesn’t seem big…”

King Kong, a big man, took a look at him and said, “King, are you nuts? The problem is obviously big.”

Kato Eagle agreed. “How will we deal with the disturbance after the event? Do you have a solution in your heart? If not, think about it quickly.”

Li Bai said helplessly, “Baoze could have stayed out of this, but Li Xianyu butted in. Well, King, you should be ready for public relation problems.”

Lightning King covered his face and wept. “Stop, stop…”

In full view of the public, Buddha Head quietly swallowed the blood in his throat.

Amitabha, Priest Wang Chen has been dead for so many years, but he is still so terrifying. You guys are scrutinizing me. Can you let me spit out some blood first?

He was glad that the spectators were far away. After the sword light killed Taoist Venerable, it was weak when it rushed to him. He paid the price of suffering a minor internal injury to save the people. If he was Taoist Venerable, facing the sword light, he would have been taught a real lesson on Taoism. This would have been in contrast to him teaching others about Buddhism for a few decades.

A clear light rose from Li Xianyu’s head, which condensed into an illusory figure, a young priest who had just started cultivation.

Buddha Head advanced forward with the wind, standing opposite Demonic Priest. He folded his hands and said, “Priest, we meet again after 80 years.”

Wang Chen smiled. “I did not judge you wrongly.”

Buddha Head replied, “Thank you for not killing me.”

Wang Chen shook his head. “Back then, I turned back in time. Otherwise, the demon descendants’ community would not have been able to recover in 80 years. Hence, I left some of my soul behind. Wang Qing is dead. I should return to heaven.”

“Let bygones be bygones.”

Buddha Head lowered his head and chanted, “Great kindness!”

Demonic Priest turned around and stared at Li Xianyu as he smiled. “How is Sister Taisu related to you? The love of your life?”

When Demonic Priest died, his temples were white and his eyes showed the vicissitudes of life, but the image of his soul was the lively young priest before he descended the mountain for the first time.

Maybe, in his heart, the peak of Gokudo Path, being able to stamp his mark on the world, or being recognised as the Demonic Priest could not compare to the memories of being that radiant, young priest.

That time, when he descended the mountain, his life was changed. This was the case for Sister Taisu and Little Sister as well.

Li Xianyu bit his lips as tears rolled down his check. Stubbornly, he retorted, “Yes, bite me if you aren’t happy.”

Demonic Priest bowed his head and stared at Slime. “This thing is very dangerous. I’ve been bothered by it all my life. I’ve become who I am due to it and I lost to it. Fortunately, I destroyed half of its body for you. Otherwise, if both parts of its body are combined, the Unparalleled War Spirit may not be able to help you suppress it.”

Slime was furious. “Wang Chen, I am the victim. I was bothered by you all my life. If I didn’t meet you, would I have landed in this state? Would I have been sealed for 80 years? The most tragic thing in my life was to meet you. It’s all your fault. It’s all your fault.”

Demonic Priest waved and summoned the sword of qi. The sword of qi was divided into three parts in his hands, one of which entered Li Peiyun’s body. “The sword of qi was refined by me that year. You can leverage on it, but if you want to step into the Gokudo Path, it will become your shackles. I will preserve your sword essence. You can cultivate your own sword of qi.”

The second one went into Li Xianyu’s body. “Take it as a reward. Don’t be sad for her, don’t feel sorry for me, you have your own life. It has just started.”

The third part hung on the palm of Demonic Priest.

Buddha Head was moved as he looked happy. He stepped forward and said, “H-How is this appropriate? I… I am flattered.”

Demonic Priest took a look at him. “You think too much. You’re so old, yet you still don’t know what destiny is?”

Buddha Head was speechless.

The third part flew away and entered a young man standing in the air in the distance.

“Restore the world!” Demonic Priest declared.

Buddha Head, Li Xianyu, Li Peiyun, and the young man in the distance all bowed to Demonic Priest.

Wang Chen smiled as his body disintegrated into a ray of light, then dissipated.

Li Xianyu looked at the ray of light which ascended higher. His memories replayed endlessly.

Out of nowhere, he thought of a song sung by the king and queen of theatre many years ago.

Yesterday and today has passed, it won’t come back anymore

The red colour falls, it turns into white

Once upon a time, until now, love still exists

You drifted far away, beyond the white clouds

Pain and love make people helpless

In this world, fate cannot be changed

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Rest in peace, Priest Wang Chen.

Goodbye, Sister Taisu.

Goodbye, Little Sister.