"The sword that destroys the world may also become the weapon that saves the world."
This sentence was like a key hint. In an instant, more memories belonging to "Shuo Hui" flooded into Zhu Changyang's mind—
It was in a wilderness covered with thorns, the sky was dark, and the air was filled with evil spirits.
Shuo Hui was leading a small four-legged stool that could walk. The stool was made of a flying spiritual wood. There was a wooden head with triangular ears and round eyes carved on the front. At first glance, it looked like a puppy.
There is a simple luggage on the bench, so you can rest on it when you are tired.
One man and one stool were walking slowly upstream along a stream toward the end of the water. Wherever they passed, the thorns automatically moved away.
Gradually, the thorns became fewer, the road ahead became wider, and there were traces of human activities.
Shuo Hui looked at the footprints on the ground and said happily to the bench, "There should be a village nearby. We have a place to stay."
I continued walking forward, and after a while, I saw someone swimming down from the other end of the river.
Shuo Hui was delighted and wanted to go forward to ask for directions. When he got closer, he found that there were a lot of people there, both men and women, old and young, all with their families, livestock and luggage. They all looked tired and panicked, and looked like they were fleeing.
Shuo Hui was puzzled and stopped an old man who looked somewhat knowledgeable and asked, "Old man, may I ask what happened ahead?"
"Oh, why are you still going that way?" the old man said hurriedly, "Aren't you afraid of being killed by that devil?"
Shuo Hui was stunned for a moment before he reacted and asked, "Are you talking about the natural demon species of the demon race?"
The demons have always been at odds with other races, usually burning, killing and looting. Fortunately, due to constant internal strife and a lack of resources, they haven't caused too much trouble.
Unexpectedly, some time ago, a natural demon suddenly appeared among the demons.
It is said that the demon was born from the evil land of all demons, and was born with supreme power, worthy of being the king of all demons. When he picked up the weapon, the whole land would be torn apart and destroyed by him.
Before the old man could answer, a young man next to him said with fear on his face: "The demons picked up the sword and destroyed the nearby mountains and rivers and our village..."
It is said that since the arrival of demons, the demons have become more and more rampant, burning, killing and looting everywhere all day long.
The area where they live is very close to the gathering place of the demons and they were the first to be hit. Many villages and towns have suffered. Those who could escape have already escaped, and those who stayed behind had families with them and were unable to move around.
However, a few days ago, a terrible power exploded in the Ten Thousand Demons Land, causing mountains and rivers to collapse, and their entire village was destroyed.
Then news came from the demon clan, it turned out that a natural born demon had picked up a sword.
"That must be the sword of destruction." The old man said in panic, so they didn't dare to stay any longer. They packed their bags, crossed the mountains and rivers, and fled for their lives.
"These demons..." Shuo Hui was deeply distressed and asked with concern, "Excuse me, are there any injured people left in your village?"
I wonder how many people I can save if I rush over now...
Just as this thought flashed through my mind, I heard the old man say, "No more..."
Shuo Hui was shocked: "Are they all dead?"
"No, no." The old man shook his head, "No casualties."
Shuo Hui:
The young man explained: "The demon only destroyed our village and robbed us, but did not kill anyone."
"Alas, it's only a matter of time. Who knows, the whole continent might be destroyed." The old man advised, "Little brother, it's not a good place to go. Turn back quickly."
"It's okay." Shuo Hui waved his hand, "I'm just looking for something, it shouldn't be a problem."
After saying this, he picked up the wooden stool, took out a few cakes from his luggage and left them for them, then said goodbye and left.
The old man and the young man just realized that his wooden stool could actually walk. They looked at each other in surprise and said, "This, this is..."
"So you're an immortal master." The young man showed joy, "Could it be that you're here to exorcise demons?"
Shuo Hui was unaware of the mortals' expectations and continued walking slowly, constantly passing by the fleeing humans along the way.
He looked carefully and found that some of those people looked panic-stricken or dressed in tattered clothes, but none of them were seriously injured or even dead.
There were a few minor injuries, but they were just caused by accidental bumps.
At this time of year, there were racial conflicts and disputes everywhere. This level of damage would be nothing if it happened elsewhere.
It was just that the name "natural born demon species" and the various prophecies related to it were too terrifying, which caused other races to flee.
Shuo Hui couldn't help but sigh. In his opinion, the racial barriers might be the source of the chaos.
As the sun set and the moon rose, he arrived at the edge of the Land of Ten Thousand Demons and finally found a kind of magic material he had been looking for for a long time.
However, the demonic material grows on the top of the cliff, and its material is special, so it is difficult to be cut by mortal swords and axes, and can only be removed by cultivation.
Shuo Hui sat on the bench, holding the rope and preparing to fly up, when suddenly a curious voice came from behind: "Your bench is very interesting."
Shuo Hui turned his head and was faced with an extremely handsome face.
The young man in black looked murderous, sitting lazily on a suspended sword, his feet swinging leisurely, and a pair of undisguised red eyes revealed his race.
Shuo Hui was not in a hurry and nodded politely: "Hello."
"You're not afraid of me?" The demon was a little surprised by his attitude. After a pause, he replied unskillfully, "Okay, you too."
Then he continued to look at his stool, "I like this, give it to me."
Shuo Hui: “…”
The demon clan's style is well-deserved, no wonder it has such a bad reputation, so he shook his head seriously, "No, I want to use this myself."
"You dare to refuse?" The demon narrowed his eyes slightly and said fiercely, "Then I will rob it."
Shuo Hui made him laugh in anger: "Do you always have to rob others to get things?"
"Yes." The demon said confidently, "Isn't it always like this?"
Shuo Hui's mouth twitched a few times: "Who taught you this?"
Demon: "Everyone."
All those who revere him and prostrate themselves at his feet.
"That's outrageous." Shuo Hui was speechless, "What kind of people are around you?"
Shuo Hui's heart moved: "Then you..."
"I thought they were too noisy." The demon snorted, "So I beat them all up and came out to relax."
Shuo Hui was silent for a moment, then said with sweat dripping down his face, "That's fine."
The demon didn't care at all and just continued to look at the bench: "Will you give me your bench? If not, I will take it away."
Shuo Hui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said seriously: "I can give it to you, but you have to do me a favor first."
"You dare to ask me for a favor?" The demon stared at him for a while, and seeing that he was still smiling, for some reason, he suppressed his temper and asked patiently, "What favor?"
Shuo Hui pointed at the magic material on the cliff: "I'm going to collect that."
"That's not easy." The demon sneered, grabbed him by the collar, and flew to the top of the cliff with his sword.
The crystal-clear sword emitted a sword light and quickly cut off the demon materials one by one.
"Thank you." Shuo Hui put most of the magic materials into the mustard seed space, took out some spiritual wood, raised the spiritual fire to refine it into a new small stool, and then handed it to the demon, "Here, this is your reward."
The demon looked at the new stool and expressed dissatisfaction: "This one has no head."
Shuo Hui laughed. Actually, the feature of this stool was that it could move by itself, and the head was just for decoration. However, seeing that the demon was angrily pursuing the matter, he had no choice but to extend his hand: "Then lend me your sword."
The demon didn't understand and hesitated for a moment, but still handed over the sword.
Shuo Hui took the sword and was about to carve the wood, but the sword suddenly flew away, and a sharp sword intent burst out and attacked him.
Shuo Hui frowned slightly and was about to gather his energy to fight back, but the demon grabbed the hilt of the sword faster than he did, slammed the sword against the stone next to it a few times, and cursed, "It's just a piece of wood, why are you so angry?"
Shuo Hui: “…”
Under the violent suppression of the demons, the sword light quickly dimmed and the sword energy disappeared.
"Okay." The demon handed the sword back to Shuo Hui, "It has no objection."
"… "
Shuo Hui took the sword with sweat dripping down his face. The sword was indeed very obedient and did not dare to make any small movements. He quickly carved a new dog head with the sword, mounted it on the stool, and tied a rope around it. "Next."
The demon took the stool and nodded with satisfaction: "That's pretty good."
Shuo collected the goodies and continued walking to the other side of the cliff holding the wooden stool.
Seeing this, the demon hurriedly followed with another wooden stool and asked, "Are you leaving?"
Shuo Hui: "Well, I still have to find other materials."
"Then I'll go with you." The demon said proudly, "I'm familiar with this area. I'll take you to rob whatever you want."
Shuo Hui looked at him helplessly: "I don't steal things."
"Oh." The demon curled his lips, "What a hassle."
"Yeah, being a good person is quite troublesome." Shuo Hui sighed, but his eyes curved, "But you can make a lot of friends and encounter a lot of interesting things."
"Really?" The demon was a little skeptical, thought for a moment, and said, "Then I'll go with you to take a look."
Shuo Hui raised his eyebrows: "Can I refuse?"
"Of course not." The demon snorted coldly, "If you dare to refuse, I will take you away with me."
"So domineering." Shuo Hui rubbed his brows, "As expected of a natural born demon..."
The demon said, "Eh?" "Do you know who I am?"
Shuo Hui smiled and said, "This sword is so powerful that ordinary demons can't lift it."
"How dare you do this?" The demon was more and more surprised. "Didn't you hear others say that the sword I picked up might be the sword of destruction."
"But you haven't killed anyone." Shuo Hui said disapprovingly, "It's just a rumor. Gossip can melt gold. Besides..."
He turned to look at the demons, his eyes burning, "The sword of destruction may not be a weapon of salvation."
The demon was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Shuo Hui walking away, he suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly followed him, "Why are what you said different from those people?"
Shuo Hui: "Who do you believe then?"
Demon: "I don't know..."
After a while.
Shuo Hui: "By the way, my name is Shuo Hui, what's yours?"
Demon: "I don't have a name."
Shuo Hui: "Then how should I call you?"
Demon: "They all call me Your Majesty."
"That's so strange." Shuo Hui disagreed, "Even if you are His Majesty, you should have a name... Hey, what do you think of the word 'Jun'? 'Jun' is the most important, and it reflects your origin. As the saying goes, a gentleman is like jade, which is also a very good word."
"A gentleman is like jade..." the demon repeated, "Well, I'll listen to you."
"Then are you going to go back and lead the demons to attack the city?"
"Ignore them, let them worry for a while... Where are we going now?"
"Then go to the mortal realm... Don't rob them."
"oh."
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Chang Yang: Hey, bench doge!
(End of this chapter)