Chapter 210: Chapter 116: Zhang Xianlong in Peril, Are You Really Cang Niu?_2

Moreover, Wei Fan’s temperament had undergone yet another change, clearly an indication that his cultivation had advanced, which is why he spoke with such confidence.

Jumping off the rooftop, Long Xueyi returned to the room, took out her waist token, and sent a message to Jin Wucheng: “The matter of Cang Niu will be resolved by experts; you should focus on hunting other members of the Demon Heaven Alliance.”

In a certain area of Cyan Cloud City, a disguised Jin Wucheng was stunned upon seeing the message.

He had already contacted several Half-Step Divine Realm experts from the nearby commandery cities, as well as masters at the level of the Demon Suppression Assistant General. Now, only one or two people were missing.

He originally thought Long Xueyi would agree, or even if she disagreed, she would decline, but he hadn’t expected her response to be to leave Cang Niu alone.

“Who are these experts?”

Jin Wucheng showed a look of confusion. He was well aware of the experts among the demon hunters in the nearby commandery cities. Given Cang Niu’s bloodline, it wasn’t something that one or two Half-Step Divine Realm experts could handle; otherwise, Cang Niu wouldn’t be so arrogant.

Even someone at the level of the Demon Suppression Assistant General, when facing Cang Niu, could only rival him but could not kill him.

“Could it be the expert who killed Ape Roar during the day?”

Jin Wucheng’s heart stirred!

Today, Ape Roar’s death was quite mysterious. Many suspected that it was the White Elephant Demon Monarch who killed Ape Roar himself to draw out the White Ape Demon Monarch.

It now seemed that experts from Cyan Cloud Mountain had indeed arrived.

The Human Race’s territory is so vast, naturally, Cang Niu couldn’t behave arrogantly on his own.

…

There was silence throughout the night.

The next morning, Long Xueyi and Wei Fan disguised themselves once more, changing their appearances as they left Cyan Cloud City.

Even if they were luring a Demon Fiend, they still had to put on an act.

Exiting the city, they quickly entered Cyan Cloud Mountain.

After walking for a while, Wei Fan felt a certain Demon Fiend’s aura within him become surprisingly active, indicating the presence was very close to him.

“What’s wrong?”

Seeing Wei Fan come to a halt, Long Xueyi couldn’t help but show a puzzled expression.

“The Dog Demon is nearby; its aura is extremely active!”

Long Xueyi was startled, understanding that the Dog Demon Wei Fan mentioned was the same one that severely injured Situ Ying and killed Wei Fan’s friend: “Shall we go and see?”

Wei Fan nodded and started running through the forest: “No need to restrain our aura anymore!”

…

In a part of Cyan Cloud Mountain forest, Zhang Xianlong’s hair was disheveled, a wound in his abdomen pierced through his body, bleeding profusely.

There was a fist seal on his chest, the surrounding skin filled with cracks; one hand hung limp, and he could only stand by gripping a large knife with the other hand.

Not far from him stood a Great Demon with the head of a dog and the body of a man, gazing hungrily at Zhang Xianlong’s dripping blood, drooling: “Such a delectable aroma. What, would you rather die than call for help? We know you have a good relationship with Long Xueyi. If only you’d lure Long Xueyi here, I might plead with Cang Niu to spare your life.”

Though in a dire state, Zhang Xianlong’s eyes were sharp, showing no fear.

As he scanned the area, besides the Dog Demon, there were three other Demon Fiends not far away.

Among them, a youth in white sat in a gilded chair exuding an air of calm confidence; he was, unmistakably, Cang Niu, a descendant of the Demon Monarch’s bloodline.

On either side of Cang Niu stood two burly men with bull horns on their heads, clearly Cang Niu’s guards.

It was one of these guards that had injured him, using just two moves to cause great harm.

“A cunning plan, first deliberately injuring my junior brother, leaving a trace to lure me into the trap, then drawing out Long Xueyi!”

He had already realized that he had fallen into the Demon Fiends’ scheme.

Before he even came to Cyan Cloud City, these Demon Fiends had set a trap for him.

Or rather, a trap for Long Xueyi, and he was merely a step to draw Long Xueyi out.

First, they injured his junior brother Situ Feng and left a trace, making him angrily seek revenge for his brother, and then forcing him to ask Long Xueyi for help.

Among the Demon Hunters, only he and Long Xueyi shared a decent relationship, often partnering for missions.

“I, Cang Niu, have never let anyone I want to kill escape twice. You better obediently send a message to Long Xueyi, or I’ll make your life unbearable.”

Cang Niu carried an air of nobility, looking nothing like a Demon Fiend, more like a well-mannered gentleman.

Zhang Xianlong sneered: “Great plan, but you miscalculated. I, Zhang Xianlong, am not spineless. Use whatever means you have, if I make a sound, I’ll be your grandfather!”

He painfully pulled out his large knife. Though his strength was insignificant to Cang Niu, he intended to fight to his last breath.

Anger flickered across Cang Niu’s face, just as he was about to lash out, he suddenly felt a surge of aura within him.

The next moment, a smile appeared on his face: “Didn’t expect they’d walk right into the trap!”

Inside him, Long Xueyi’s aura was rapidly approaching.

Zhang Xianlong’s expression changed, realizing Cang Niu was referring to Long Xueyi, because apart from Long Xueyi, Wei Fan also had the Dog Demon’s aura and intended to kill the Dog Demon.

“Wei Fan!”

His heart skipped a beat!

He almost forgot about that monstrous talent, with Long Xueyi, he might not necessarily lose to Cang Niu.

If worst comes to worst, Wei Fan also had a Divine Soldier. Thinking of this, Zhang Xianlong calmed down internally.

This beast wants to lure Long Xueyi, unaware that a Flood Dragon accompanies her.

The Dog Demon looked towards Cang Niu in a flattering manner: “Lord Cang Niu, now that Long Xueyi is here, can we kill Zhang Xianlong?”

He was itching to devour Zhang Xianlong.

Cang Niu’s eyes gleamed coldly at the suggestion: “I said I’d make him wish for death yet be unable to obtain it; do you think I was joking?”

In an instant, a terrifying energy surged, and a demonic power struck the Dog Demon’s chest, sending him flying away with a scream.

Amidst the dust, the Dog Demon quickly crawled up from the ground, kneeling and kowtowing while trembling: “This lowly one dares not, thank you for sparing my life, my lord.”

Although his chest was covered in cracks and blood trickled from his mouth, he had to thank Cang Niu for not killing him.

He didn’t even dare use demonic power to heal the wounds, until the sound of wind hit his ears, and two figures appeared behind Zhang Xianlong, prompting him to stand up.

“Two arrived?”

The Dog Demon stood behind Cang Niu and the two guards, raising his head and seeing a male along with the female.

Originally wanting to make a snide comment, upon seeing Cang Niu sitting quietly on the chair without movement, he had to obediently hold his tongue.

“Take this! It was so embarrassing, couldn’t call for help?”

Wei Fan produced a Life Pill in his hand.

Zhang Xianlong accepted it without hesitation, and once consumed, his wounds started to heal: “Would you believe me if I said I forgot?”

He showed a wry smile.

Trying not to implicate Long Xueyi, for even though Long Xueyi said she couldn’t fight against Cang Niu even with sword momentum, he had forgotten about the demon-monstrous talent Wei Fan.

Remembering Wei Fan earlier would have allowed him to relent; no one wants to die when hope of survival exists.

Wei Fan was speechless, pointing into the distance: “You should move back!”

“Help me make a few cuts on that beast!”

Zhang Xianlong moved over hundreds of meters away, sitting down for healing.

Finally, Cang Niu spoke: “Finished reminiscing? If so, come on over for your death; he’ll die later too, so no need to waste the elixir.”

He seemed polite, not interrupting even when Wei Fan gave the elixir to Zhang Xianlong for healing, or when Zhang Xianlong moved back; but it was not manners, rather self-confidence in his own power.

Confidence that he could suppress anything.

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Long Xueyi: “I’ve heard you’ve mastered momentum. I wonder how much stronger you’ve become since the last time I chased you. If you perform well today, I might not kill you, and keep you by my side as a tea-serving maid.

With your identity and potential, it wouldn’t be undignified for you to serve this little lord.”

Even though these Demon Fiends eat humans, they mimic human behaviors.

Long Xueyi’s eyebrows knitted in anger: “A beast is a beast; no matter how well you’ve learned, you can never become human.”

Her sword was already unsheathed, a fierce killing intent emanating from her.

Cang Niu had never forgotten the shame of twice failing to kill Long Xueyi, and Long Xueyi had similarly never forgotten the grudge from being pursued.

“So you’re Cang Niu?”

A large hand extended, holding back Long Xueyi, who was about to charge forward.

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