I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 975: Chapter 974 Black and White Asura, Heavenly Fowl Sect

Hundreds Miles City hadn’t seen such bustle since the day the Heavenly Martial Convention was held.

But now, everything had changed, and the entire city was churning with undercurrents.

People from various continents and forces had gathered here.

According to the Demon Vanquishing Alliance, no matter the identity or the force, if one wished to eradicate the Demon Race, they could participate in this Demon Vanquishing Convention.

As for the position of Alliance Hierarch, that would be determined by one’s strength.

Xu Zimei and Lin Ruhu arrived at Hundreds Miles City and concealed Chaos and the Dark Heaven Tiger.

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“Zimo bro, won’t we be too conspicuous if we go like this?” Lin Ruhu asked.

After all, the entire Demon Vanquishing Alliance was organized for Xu Zimei, and now, as the main character, his arrival in such an ostentatious manner was indeed too conspicuous.

“Go buy two masks for us to wear.

Let’s not rush; I’m quite curious to see what this Demon Vanquishing Convention is like.”

Xu Zimei said, “Also, help me investigate which main forces have come this time.”

“Got it,” Lin Ruhu nodded.

He went into the city and purchased two Asura masks.

One black and one white, ferocious yet domineering.

Xu Zimei donned the white one and promptly followed into the city.

Perhaps because of the increased number of people gathered within the city, even the street vendors seemed to multiply.

Various cries of hawkers and the mixed scents of different foods filled the air.

“The Demon Vanquishing Convention starts tomorrow; let’s find a place to rest first.”

Lin Ruhu suggested.

“Go to a busy tavern; it’ll be easier to gather information.”

Xu Zimei nodded, offering no objection.

Xu Zimei had visited Hundreds Miles City once before, during the last Heavenly Martial Convention.

Only, he hadn’t paid particular attention to the city.

It was Lin Ruhu who knew much more about the place.

Led by Lin Ruhu, the two approached a towering tavern.

The tavern was named Star Picking Tower.

Xu Zimei looked up and couldn’t see the top; it was grand and majestic, truly towering and splendid.

“This is the most famous tavern in Hundreds Miles City, with thirty-three floors, known as the Thirty-Three Heavens.”

Lin Ruhu explained, “It is said that the name Star Picking comes from Emperor Changkong.

Legend has it that in his youth, Emperor Changkong stood at the highest floor of Star Picking Tower. One night, a meteor fell.

Emperor Changkong reached out his hand, and a star landed in his palm. Since then, the tavern got its name.”

“Nonsense, the tavern really knows how to gild itself,” Xu Zimei laughed.

“Starry sky is tens of thousands of miles away from us, and though they seem as small as dust from afar, each star is immensely huge.

A single star could destroy Hundreds Miles City; Emperor Changkong wasn’t even an emperor in his youth, how could he pluck a star?”

“I wouldn’t know,” Lin Ruhu chuckled.

“That’s just the legend.”

The two arrived at the entrance of Star Picking Tower to see its doors were just as imposing.

The doors, refined from the Five Elements of metal, had blue and red colored building facades and windows, decorated also with some carvings of exotic beasts.

Especially noteworthy was the Star Picking plaque, crafted from Starry Crystal, incredibly radiant.

It was as if only a pair of Milky Ways were missing from being hung up there.

Two women in red robes with impeccable figures stood greeting guests at both sides of the doors.

These past few days were the most significant for Hundreds Miles City, so even the shopkeeper of Star Picking Tower personally appeared at the entrance to welcome everyone.

“Let’s go inside,” said Xu Zimei with a smile.

As they reached the entrance, the shopkeeper suddenly stopped them.

“What’s the problem?” Lin Ruhu frowned and asked.

He wore the Black Asura mask, which fit well with his burly body and exuded some intimidating power.

“This guest, our Star Picking Tower is currently booked by the Baili Family and only serves those attending the Demon Vanquishing Conference,” the shopkeeper said with a friendly smile.

“My brother and I are here for the conference, what about it?” Lin Ruhu replied.

“This conference is not something just anyone can attend. May I ask if you two have any titles?” the shopkeeper inquired.

“When we, the Black and White Asura, were dominating the entire Continent, you didn’t even know where you were. Now you think you’re qualified to question us?” Lin Ruhu grabbed the other’s collar and threatened menacingly.

Since he was here to make trouble, he had no intention of being polite.

No one would believe that Star Picking Tower could be of such scale in Hundreds Miles City without the Baili Family’s involvement.

The shopkeeper’s face changed slightly, but before he could speak,

a disdainful snigger came from within the Star Picking Tower.

“A pair of nameless nobodies don’t even look at where they are, daring to run wild here. I advise you to apologize to the shopkeeper first.”

“Who? Who’s talking?” Lin Ruhu looked up, scanning around with his tiger-like eyes, and snorted coldly.

His gaze turned to the interior of the building where the space was wide and filled with many seated people.

The person speaking was a young man at one of the tables, leisurely enjoying his tea with an elder.

“Whose dog is this that no one’s taking care of, and it’s just barking wildly here?” Lin Ruhu said.

With a “bang,” the young man’s teacup was suddenly crushed in his hand.

He looked furiously at Lin Ruhu and said, “Kid, watch your mouth.”

“What’s wrong? Did I say something incorrect?” Lin Ruhu retorted.

“I’m discussing matters with the shopkeeper here, what’s it to you? Mind your own business.”

“Kid, do you know who I am?” the young man stood up, dressed in a white robe, his face emanating a sinister gentleness.

A welling pressure shimmered in his eyes.

“Could it be an eunuch?” Lin Ruhu guessed.

“This brother, he is Zhang Shihao, the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Fowl Sect,” a man nearby explained with a smile.

It was clear his status was not low, and the crowd around watched the scene with the interest of spectators.

Those who came to Star Picking Tower had seen all sorts of situations.

“Beast Sect?” Lin Ruhu said in surprise.

“What kind of name is that nowadays? Well, never mind. Cannot afford to excuse such beastly behavior.”

Zhang Shihao suddenly slammed the table, his aura erupting, as he glared at Lin Ruhu, grinding his teeth with rage.

At this moment, when the tension was at its peak, a light laughter suddenly came from the side.

The one who laughed was the elder sitting at the same table as Zhang Shihao.

“Haor, I usually teach you. Your cultivation is indeed sufficient, but your Daoist heart is still far from it,” the elder said with a laugh.

“How could someone provoke you with just a few words?”

“The Master teaches rightly,” Zhang Shihao replied promptly and respectfully.

“Since this friend has not heard of our Heavenly Fowl Sect, then you should enlighten him.”

The elder smiled approvingly.

“Let him remember it well.”

“Understood, Master,” Zhang Shihao responded.

Then, turning his head to Lin Ruhu, he snorted coldly, “Did you hear that? Do you dare to accept the challenge?”

“Just you?” Lin Ruhu said with a contemptuous laugh.

He genuinely looked down on Zhang Shihao, having grown up in the True Martial Holy Sect since he was a child.