I Truly Am The Villian

As these thick liquids coalesced into spheres, it was only an instant before the spheres shattered and small demons began to leap out from within.

"So this is how these little demons are created," Xu Zimei said with interest.

"This is a Ghost Oak Tree. If the evil energy is dense to a certain degree, it can indeed produce small demons," the Seven-faced Demon General stated.

"However, the production speed shouldn’t be this fast. One after another, these little demons keep coming. There’s something eerie about it."

The three of them stepped forward to investigate.

The Seven-faced Demon General looked at the soil on the ground and pondered for a moment before speaking.

"No wonder, planting a Ghost Oak Tree in Holy Soil, they really spare no expense."

Many of the world’s treasures require exceptionally high-quality environments to grow; ordinary soil is hardly sufficient to cultivate them.

Hence, specialized spiritual and sacred soils were used for such purposes.

This type of soil is extremely rare and is typically used to nurture divine medicines; no one would waste it on something as trivial as a Ghost Oak Tree.

Due to the Holy Soil, this Ghost Oak Tree could generate a small demon every minute.

"Let’s go look ahead," Xu Zimei suggested.

The trio made their way through the thicket of Ghost Oak Trees and continued straight ahead.

At last, an immense valley appeared before their eyes.

This valley was vast and boundless, much larger than any valley Xu Zimei had seen before.

The bottom of the valley was unfathomably deep, and only one type of plant grew along its edge.

That was the blood-red West King flower.

The night sky seemed somewhat dispelled, with the pale light of dawn gradually revealing itself in the east.

With the illumination of light, the attacks from these little demons grew weaker and by the time daylight fully broke, the little demons would no longer appear.

Just as Xu Zimei was about to head to the bottom of the valley, he suddenly heard the sounds of fighting coming from behind the thicket.

He saw the City Lord of Chu City, Huyan He, arriving with the man carrying the wine jug and the icy woman.

The appearance of Xu Zimei and his two companions clearly took Huyan He by surprise.

"I have yet to thank you for your great kindness to my Chu City," Huyan He said as he bowed deeply to Xu Zimei.

"Has the situation in Chu City been resolved?" Xu Zimei asked.

"The sky is brightening, and the little demons won’t be able to cause much trouble," Huyan He replied.

"I wanted to take a look inside here. If we keep waiting like this, it’s a dead end. Sooner or later, we won’t be able to hold out."

With that, Huyan He pointed to the two beside him and said with a smile, "Let me introduce you. These two are the helpers I’ve hired,

Li Changtian and Miss Lu Minger."

"Just call me Xu Zimei. These two are my friends; they don’t talk much," Xu Zimei said with a smile.

"Are you also going to West King Valley, Young Master Xu?" the woman named Lu Minger asked calmly.

"Having more experiences is never a bad thing," Xu Zimei replied.

"Then let’s go together; it’s good to have each other’s backs," Li Changtian suggested.

"I heard that you’ve been here before?" Xu Zimei inquired.

"I came here alone to investigate last time, but I was besieged by several Bull Demons and had to leave it unresolved," Huyan He answered.

Xu Zimei looked intently at Huyan He, feeling that there was something he was keeping from him.

According to what the shopkeeper at the inn had said before, this tide of demons and monsters had been occurring for nearly a year now.

Had Huyan He really done nothing in all this time? And why did he have a fallout with Great Chu? These matters were quite intriguing.

Xu Zimei didn’t want to concern himself with too many issues, but becoming more knowledgeable about certain matters was always right.

With no path through West King Valley, the group could only tread on the blood-red West King flowers as they made their way down to the valley floor.

"Is there a story behind West King Valley?" Xu Zimei asked along the way.

Huyan He hesitated for a moment before saying, "It’s related to someone named West King."

Centuries ago, West King was a sword Dao prodigy who emerged in the Nine States Domain. He once challenged the nine major powers of the Nine States Domain alone with his sword.

Unfortunately, it was said that he failed to seize his fate, so he spent the rest of his life in peace at the bottom of this valley.

There are also rumors that he buried himself here, which gave rise to the name West King Valley, as well as these West King flowers."

"I see," Xu Zimei nodded.

He always felt that there was something unnatural about Huyan He’s expression whenever West King was mentioned.

While the group was walking through the air, they also observed the valley, occasionally climbing down the valley walls.

As they were about halfway down, sharp cries began to rise from below.

Then, they saw a number of giant flying eagles emerge from below.

These flying eagles were pure white and several times larger than ordinary flying eagles.

Feathers as white as snow gently fell down, and the beaks of the eagles were sharp and of a greenish hue.

"Origin-eating Eagles," Lu Minger said with a solemn look in her eyes.

"Such a number of Origin-eating Eagles reminds me of someone."

"Hanging Air Elder," Li Changtian said each word slowly.

There was no time for discussion, as swarms of Origin-eating Eagles flew toward the group with lethal intent.

A formidable aura rose around everyone as they engaged in battle with the Origin-eating Eagles.

"Take it easy," Xu Zimei said in a low voice, glancing at the two Seven-faced Demon Generals.

The two nodded and quickly restrained themselves, afraid that one punch might kill the flying eagles.

Sharp eagle cries mingled with shouts of exertion resonated throughout the valley.

Huyan He shouted from the side, "The weakness of the Origin-eating Eagles is in their wings; it’s easier to kill them once their wings are disabled."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

"Icebound Miles," Lu Minger called out softly.

Cold air emanated from her body and a powerful chill swept through the entire valley.

In just an instant, a complete frost formed from her body as the core, freezing everything in the vicinity.

The ice spread throughout the valley, temporarily confining all the Origin-eating Eagles.

"Wrap this up quickly. I can’t hold this for long," said Lu Minger, her face turning deathly pale.

It was evident that the technique took a great toll on her.

"Watch me," Li Changsheng nodded.

He threw his longsword into the air and in a split second, it divided into tens of thousands of swords.

An endless Sword Intent hovered in midair, and with a loud roar from Li Changtian, "Sword Burst Star Cloud."

Countless sharp swords, with a powerful storm of Sword Qi, fell like rain from the sky.

The Origin-eating Eagles could not dodge in time and were riddled with swords piercing their heads and wings.

Accompanied by painful cries, as the ice seal thawed, the bodies of all the Origin-eating Eagles fell down.

"Would you all be willing to follow me down and eliminate this Hanging Air Elder together?" Huyan He said at that moment.

"If we succeed, after lifting the siege of Chu City, I am willing to share the Huyan Family’s business interests in Chu City equally with all of you."

Upon hearing Huyan He’s words, Li Changtian and Lu Minger exchanged glances.

Chu City, within the territory of Great Chu, is the largest city, one of the nine cities.

The Huyan Family has long had control over Chu City, with businesses sprawling throughout the entire city.

One could hardly imagine how vast those interests were.