Chapter 26: Human Race's Crime
Lang Wentian saw that Xu Zhenfeng's body was still trembling. He also had experiences where his demonic power got out of control, and he knew the kind of severe pain that was engraved into the soul.
However, he showed no sympathy.
Xu Zhenfeng practiced twice and succeeded both times, although this method of practice was a bit too cruel.
But if he could use this method to cultivate and improve his strength in the future, wouldn't that be fulfilling his own wish of cultivating both demonic powers and a demonic body?
"How about...you practice again?"
Lang Wentian looked at Xu Zhenfeng who was sweating profusely, but couldn't help but ask another question.
Xu Zhenfeng was petrified instantly when he heard this. He looked at Lang Wentian with horror and said, "General, I really can't bear it any longer. I will definitely not be able to continue practicing."
Lang Wentian also knew that if he forced him to continue practicing today, this little demon might not dare to practice anymore in the future, so he couldn't be impatient.
"Ahem, then take a day off first and see what happens tomorrow. I think this is a blessing in disguise for you. Your demon body and demon strength are being refined together. Wow, this is a good thing that many demons can't even dream of."
Seeing that Xu Zhenfeng was just tired and had no other problems, Lang Wentian stood up and left.
Xu Zhenfeng smiled bitterly in his heart. He would rather not have this kind of training method.
Practicing one cycle of Qi will cost half of your life. Even if you practice both your demon power and your body, other demons can practice dozens of cycles of Qi a day. Even if he risks his life to practice, how many cycles of Qi can he practice in a day?
How long do I have to practice to improve my strength?
Seeing Lang Wentian was about to leave, he quickly forced himself to stand up and see him out.
Lang Wentian waved his hand and said, "Just take a good rest. I'll come and watch you practice tomorrow."
Do you have to watch me continue practicing tomorrow?
Xu Zhenfeng felt a chill in his heart when he heard this, and he couldn't even move forward.
Lang Wentian didn't care about him and went out. He instructed several medical officers to prescribe a prescription for Xu Zhenfeng's recuperation, and told him to use the herbs in the medicine warehouse at will. Then he took his personal soldiers to the city wall.
Xu Zhenfeng returned to the bed and fell down at once. With a breath of relaxation, all the fatigue in his body surged up.
I didn’t have time to think about tomorrow’s affairs and fell into a deep sleep as soon as I closed my eyes.
The next morning, it was the personal soldiers around Lang Wentian who brought food and woke him up.
Lang Wentian went for inspection much earlier today. He originally thought that after finishing the inspection early, he could go and watch Xu Zhenfeng practice.
But he had only patrolled for 20 to 30 miles when another soldier on a demon beast came running from the city wall. Before he even got to Lang Wentian, he reported loudly, "General, two venerables from the Great Yue Kingdom brought people from the three gates of the Great Yue Kingdom to the foot of Guanling City. They want to see the general and General Shi."
Lang Wentian heard the demon soldier's report from afar and couldn't help but frown. Could the human race really cause trouble for such a small matter?
He quickly returned to the city wall with his personal soldiers and looked down. He saw forty or fifty humans crowding in front of the city gate. The two humans in the lead exuded a faint aura of magic.
They are exactly two earth-level masters of the human race.
Behind them were more than forty human cultivators in various costumes, most of them were at the Xuan level, and there were also a dozen at the Huang level.
Judging from the clothes these people wear, there are Taoists, Buddhists, and Confucianists.
Those two venerables were also a Taoist and a Confucian.
Seeing Lang Wentian on the city wall looking down, the two venerables stepped back. One of them raised his head slightly and said to Lang Wentian in a loud voice, "Feng Ling from the Taoist sect and Zhao Zhuangzhou from the Confucian sect greet General Lang."
Lang Wentian's eyes were cold, he nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Lang Wentian greets the two venerables. I wonder what brings you to Jianfengling City Gate today?"
It was the Taoist Feng Ling who had spoken earlier. He said in a neutral tone, "A few days ago, my Dayue border defense sect chased and killed three monsters who had left Monster Mountain privately. General Wolf crossed the boundary marker between the human and monster tribes and helped them return to Monster Mountain. We came here to ask General Wolf whether he intends to abide by the alliance between the three tribes of humans, monsters and demons?"
Lang Wentian sneered and replied, "Two of the three demons were small demons who took refuge outside the Demon Mountain and only one was a demon who left the Demon Mountain privately and has been killed by you. The other two demons ran back to the Demon Mountain on their own. This general did not step out of the boundary marker, so how can it be said that he did not abide by the covenant?"
At this time, behind Feng Ling, the Xuan-level Taoist disciple named Chen who had chased Xu Zhenfeng and the others that night came forward, looked up at Lang Wentian on the city wall and said, "General Lang, although you didn't step out of the boundary monument, your magic was used outside the Demon Mountain. I have the sword in my hand as proof."
As he spoke, he pulled out a long sword from his back and held it in his hand.
There were several clear dents on the blade of the long sword, and a trace of Lang Wentian's magical aura still remained on it.
Lang Wentian sneered again, "The covenant of the three tribes only states that the demon tribe cannot leave the Demon Mountain, but does it say that demon magic cannot be used outside the Demon Mountain?"
After he finished speaking, he said to the human race below with a cold face: "It is you humans who have crossed the boundary between humans and demons without reporting to the authorities and have come directly to the foot of our city. I don't know who is not abiding by the three-race alliance?"
Seeing that Lang Wentian was not in a good mood, the two human elders also frowned.
Feng Ling also sneered and asked, "Then according to General Wolf, as long as the human race is within the boundary between the two races, they can use magic into the Monster Mountain Realm at will?"
"You can do it too."
Lang Wentian said sarcastically: "As long as you humans don't step into the Monster Mountain, and can use magic to enter the Monster Mountain and hurt the monsters, then it will be bad luck for my monster race."
Feng Ling and Zhao Zhuangzhou were already angry when they saw that Lang Wentian was unmoved.
The demon race has been weak for a long time and has been suppressed by the human and demon races in the Demon Mountain. They never dare to provoke the human and demon races.
But there are always some confused demon generals who, when facing the human and demon races, can't help but vent the frustration of being suppressed by the demon race through words and attitudes.
Although they did not dare to fight with the human race easily, the demon race was rude and rude, which made the human race who had to deal with them very annoyed.
Although Zhao Zhuangzhou was a Confucian disciple, his temper was even more explosive than Feng Ling from the Taoist sect. Seeing Lang Wentian's nonchalant look, he was already unhappy.
In addition, he felt that Lang Wentian's words were shameless, so he could no longer suppress his anger.
"Lang Wentian, you are picking up the little demons who are seeking refuge outside the Demon Mountain. If they don't leave the Demon Mountain, we won't say anything. But you brought your magic into our human territory, which is a violation of the covenant. Do you remember what is written in the covenant? Any demon who leaves the Demon Mountain will die."
"Are you hearing impaired? What's wrong? I just said that I didn't step out of the boundary marker that night. When did I step out of the Monster Mountain? Ask the Taoist priest next to you whether I have stepped out of the boundary marker."
Zhao Zhuangzhou sneered, raised his hand and waved it forward. A huge brush-shaped shadow appeared behind him, "Those who speak nonsense are forbidden to speak."
As he whispered, the phantom of the brush behind him suddenly pointed the tip of the brush diagonally upwards, as if it was going to fly up to the city wall and attack Lang Wentian, but after it aimed at Lang Wentian, there was no more movement.
When Zhao Zhuangzhou transformed into the phantom of a brush, Lang Wentian quickly slapped his palm downwards.
There was clearly such a long distance between him and Zhao Zhuangzhou, and there was nothing in between, but a dull crashing sound was heard in the air.
Following this dull sound, the shadow of the brush behind Zhao Zhuangzhou shook, and Lang Wentian also slightly tilted his body.
Seeing that Zhao Zhuangzhou didn't gain any advantage, Feng Ling didn't care that this was in the territory of the Demon Mountain.
He then summoned his flying sword, stepped on it, and flew directly into the air, looking into the eyes of Lang Wentian.
"Lang Wentian, what do you mean by this? Do you want to go to war with my human race?"
"Don't make such a fuss. You have formed a monster hunting team and are going to hunt down the monsters who have just transformed and defected to our monster clan in this Peak Forest. Is there anything written in the covenant of the three clans that allows you to do this?"
The human race had chased and killed the little demon countless times in the Peak Forest before it transformed and fled to him. Lang Wentian was already furious.
Since Shi Tong is not around, no one can control how he speaks.
The demon soldiers guarding the Jianfengling Pass also watched from the city wall many times how the human race chased and killed the demon monsters in groups.
Seeing that Lang Wentian did not give face to the two human elders, they felt secretly relieved.
Feng Ling sneered twice, "The monsters outside the Monster Mountain must be killed. This is clearly written in the covenant of the three tribes of humans, demons and monsters. When did it become a rule that prohibits hunting down and killing the monsters who have taken refuge outside the Monster Mountain?"
Seeing Feng Ling using his previous words to shut him up, Lang Wentian stopped talking.
When it comes to the skill of talking, there is no comparison between the demon race and the human race.
He just looked coldly at Feng Ling in the air, as if saying, "I'll take it no matter what you do."