CHAPTER 153: CHAPTER 153: THE DIVINE SWORD CUTS THE DEMON BANNER (SEEKING SUBSCRIPTION)

Yang Wangyuan wouldn’t have thought that he had already been targeted.

But as a Demon Cultivator, being able to wipe out the Dragon and Snake Gang’s entire clan and still evade the search by the Shuntian Prefecture Government Office in Flame Capital City, skulking around for so long, he indeed had some skills.

Disguise was just one part, a kind of blinding technique.

Keeping a low profile in daily life was also crucial.

Moreover, after slaying everyone from the Dragon and Snake Gang, he had spent the past few days continuously refining, slaughtering the vendors and mortals around Ruyi Tower, and by yesterday, he had completed the Seven Evils Ghost Yin Banner.

Today, he was prepared to leave Ruyi Tower, enjoy himself freely across various parts of Chu Kingdom, doing whatever he pleased. Who would want to stay in this tiny Flame Capital City any longer?

Having locked onto his target, Lu Ping didn’t hold back and immediately established communication with Lu Zhiwei, giving instructions.

"Zhiwei, the middle-aged man in a black robe, with dark skin, standing on the second floor, that’s the Demon Cave Demon Cultivator Yang Wangyuan. You can make your move."

"Demon cultivators are full of tricks, be sure to be careful."

Lu Ping transmitted the message, his voice clearly landing in Lu Zhiwei’s mind.

Upon hearing this sudden voice, Lu Zhiwei’s expression lit up with joy.

Father is here too!

Feeling a wave of warmth in her heart, she felt even less worried about this mission. After all, with her father by her side, she felt very safe.

"Capture him alive, you just need to follow Distant Mountain’s orders, arrest Yang Wangyuan, and hand him over to the government of Flame Capital City."

"No need to bother with the follow-up matters."

Lu Ping thought for a moment and then added another instruction.

The description in Doorway Affairs was like this, capturing Yang Wangyuan, without stating that he needed to be killed on the spot.

If that’s the case, then they should capture him alive.

"Alright."

Lu Zhiwei obediently agreed without asking more questions.

"Ming Hui, Nian Chuan, let’s move."

Lu Zhiwei spoke softly, her gaze slowly shifting to the second floor, where she spotted Yang Wangyuan.

"Yang Wangyuan!"

With a sudden clear shout, she called out to Yang Wangyuan.

"Who?"

Being called by name, Yang Wangyuan instinctively turned his head, looking towards Lu Zhiwei.

At the same time, Zhang Nianchuan and Song Minghui, who stood beside Lu Zhiwei, noticed Yang Wangyuan’s reaction, a sharp light flashed in their eyes.

This is Yang Wangyuan?

How did Elder recognize him?

Even before they could start asking.

"Whoosh."

Yang Wangyuan made the first move, casually using the table full of food nearby to smash towards Lu Zhiwei.

"Bang—"

The wooden table flew through the air, spilling a few plates of unfinished food. Before it even reached the target, a sharp silver-white flying sword greeted it, instantly slicing it apart.

The table, split in two, exploded, and the scattered dishes were crushed by the sword aura, spilling everywhere in chaos.

Lu Zhiwei, effortlessly handling the Zhaoyun Sword, took control.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Realizing that his identity had been exposed, Yang Wangyuan thought it was bad and had no intention of continuing the fight.

As a demon cultivator, acting after exposure in the city was a taboo.

He couldn’t be sure if there were Foundation Establishment Cultivators hiding in the city.

As magical power surged, deploying his demonic body technique, Yang Wangyuan fled towards the nearest window, without even thinking of speaking.

In his view, daring to act against him with such meticulous planning likely meant they possessed the strength to challenge him.

Engaging in a fight recklessly was not an option.

Who’s to say there aren’t additional helpers around, maybe even a net of traps laid outside the door, just waiting for him to exert himself, wasting time.

Escaping was the best strategy.

"Where do you think you’re going!"

Zhang Nianchuan lowly growled, seeing Yang Wangyuan falter and opt to flee, confirming his identity as the target, and intended to capture him.

"Clang!"

The Cyan Bamboo Sword sliced through the air, transforming into a stream of light, blocking the window ahead of time.

This strike startled Yang Wangyuan, who abandoned the action of breaking through the window, having to evade the sword aura while glaring viciously back at Zhang Nianchuan.

At the same time, Song Minghui also acted.

Her body soared like a light swallow, reaching the second floor, with the Cyan Bamboo Sword flashing in her hand, aiming straight for Yang Wangyuan’s left arm.

"How bold!"

First attacked by Lu Zhiwei and now blocked, Yang Wangyuan’s heart surged with anger.

He remained calm in crisis, a dash of killing intent flashing in his eyes, as he summoned a blood-colored blade.

With a clang, it blocked Song Minghui’s Cyan Bamboo Sword, and he leapt onto the stair railing.

This blood-colored blade was a Tier One Superior Demonic Spiritual Artifact. Once activated, intense malevolent intent surged, impacting Yang Wangyuan’s mind, inciting his murderous intent.

Demonic spiritual artifacts influence the mind upon use, causing cultivators to develop a thirst for blood, ultimately becoming an evil demon over time.

This is why, the stronger the demon, the colder and more ruthless their disposition becomes, not hesitating to kill kin and self.

"A demonic spiritual artifact!"

The appearance of the blood-colored blade spread demonic aura, causing Lu Zhiwei’s eyes to sharpen.

The tavern was in chaos, with sharp-eyed loose cultivators recognizing the demonic cultivator’s appearance and the use of a demonic spiritual artifact, immediately thrown into panic.

The tavern was a scene of chaos.

Yang Wangyuan wielded his demonic spiritual artifact, the blood-colored blade, and attacked Song Minghui, aiming to use her as a breakthrough point.

Make an example by striking her!

However, the next moment, the blood-colored blade was easily deflected by Song Minghui.

Yang Wangyuan didn’t expect that the woman, who appeared to have the demeanor of a respected noble lady, demonstrated an aura no weaker than his.

"Seventh-Layer Qi Cultivation!"

Song Minghui’s shown strength made Yang Wangyuan feel apprehensive.

Dealing with one equally strong opponent was challenging, let alone the other two?

Zhang Nianchuan quickly provided the answer to this question.

Revealing Seventh-Layer Qi Cultivation aura, Zhang Nianchuan and Song Minghui joined forces, maneuvering the Cyan Bamboo Sword to slash directly at Yang Wangyuan.

Facing a combined attack from two seventh-layer Qi cultivators, Yang Wangyuan gritted his teeth, and as he blocked with the blood-colored blade, he unhesitatingly took out the Seven Evils Ghost Yin Banner.

With the demon banner unfurled, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to chill, sending shivers through the spine.

Yang Wangyuan frantically injected magical power, wielding the demon banner, as the banner unfurled violently, demonic ghostly qi dispersed rapidly, condensing into thick black mist, as dark as ink.

Jie jie jie jie...

Seven evil ghosts, claws extended, burst out from the demon banner, pouncing toward Lu Zhiwei and the others, each with ferocious and terrifying expressions.

This scene terrified the other people in the tavern, who were fast to abandon any thoughts of spectating, and rushed towards the exit in a frenzy.

The waiter and shopkeeper were equally terrified, witnessing a demon cultivator’s action for the first time, and the scene was so horrifying and frightening, they scrambled to hide far away.

While others were scared, Lu Zhiwei and the others, having already battled demon cultivators before, weren’t frightened at the sight of the Seven Evils Ghost Yin Banner, instead, a spark of killing intent was born.

Each fully refined Seven Evils Ghost Yin Banner required numerous mortal souls to be sacrificed, crafted on a pile of bones.

Such a tumor must be cut!

"This demon banner must not remain; destroy it!"

As Song Minghui and Zhang Nianchuan wielded the Cyan Bamboo Swords against the seven evil ghosts, Lu Ping’s voice rang once more in Lu Zhiwei’s mind.

Upon seeing the Seven Evils Ghost Yin Banner, Lu Ping’s expression turned cold, killing intent evident.

Lu Zhiwei nodded slightly, a cold look on her face as she recalled the Zhaoyun Sword, turning to communicate with the Lifebound Flying Sword in her brow.

Summoned, the Taiyi Celestial Ruins Sword flew from her brow, transforming into a brilliant blue ancient sword, with a high-pitched sword cry, slicing across toward the evil ghosts!