Chapter 805: Heart-to-Heart Script

"Mr. Ji's Samadhi True Fire!"

Wang Youhong stood outside the pavilion, watching the scene unfold. His scalp tingled, not from any intense heat reaching him physically, but from a fierce burning sensation on a spiritual level, like the searing heat of standing too close to a bonfire affecting his very soul.

Legend had it that the terror of the Samadhi True Fire lay not only in its unbearable extremes of heat and cold but also in its unquenchable nature once it made contact. While Wang Youhong didn't believe it was truly impossible to extinguish, he knew it required incredibly advanced methods—methods that the Black Desolation Demon King clearly lacked.

He had expected Madam Spider to put up some fight against Ji Yuan, but the cruel reality was that after two initial screams, the burning agony completely silenced her struggles. The entire process was shorter than Wang Youhong had imagined, and with Ji Yuan so close, it was likely no sound escaped the pavilion.

As it was the Black Desolation Demon King, Ji Yuan didn't stop after just one puff of Samadhi True Fire. He only ceased when the Demon King was utterly dead, and the Samadhi True Fire in the pavilion vanished instantly.

Ji Yuan turned to the young man outside the hall. The slight unease on the young man's face had disappeared, so Ji Yuan smiled and spoke.

"Let's go. Once you're on this pirate ship, there's no getting off."

Wang Youhong offered an awkward smile, his gaze flickering to Ji Yuan's left hand. There, a strange black bead pulsed with a dense, swirling demonic aura, which appeared to be Madam Spider's. He wondered what Mr. Ji planned to do with this wisp of demonic energy.

Despite his curiosity, Wang Youhong still had to respond to Ji Yuan.

"What are you saying, Mr. Ji? What does a 'pirate ship' matter when one's life is at stake?"

Ji Yuan said nothing more and walked out with Wang Youhong. Naturally, they couldn't allow the more troublesome demons to escape.

As they exited, they saw the fallen household staff and maids. Initially, they still appeared human, but by the time they reached the entrance, the two gatekeepers had become grotesque, like human skin bags bloated with water, with thick fluid continually oozing from their orifices.

Wang Youhong was accustomed to such sights. Ji Yuan squinted, understanding the situation. As he exited the mansion, he looked back and gently exhaled a plume of reddish-grey smoke. This smoke swept over the corpses at the mansion's entrance, then passed through the open gates and into the compound. Wherever it touched, the swollen bodies instantly turned to ash.

The bursting fluids within the corpses could breed miasma. Something was clearly amiss with the city's guardian spirits and deities, and even minor issues like these might not be handled promptly, so Ji Yuan took it upon himself to clean up.

After walking with Ji Yuan through the bustling streets for a while, Wang Youhong hesitated before speaking.

"Mr. Ji," he began, "the remaining, slightly more troublesome demons are scattered throughout the city. Should we eliminate them one by one?"

Ji Yuan shook his head.

"No need for such trouble. We won't need to find them individually."

As Ji Yuan spoke, dark clouds gradually gathered in the sky, which slowly began to darken. The change was not rapid, resembling a natural shift in weather, with no visible trace of any magical art.

Seeing this phenomenon in the sky, people throughout the city's streets and alleys likely realized it would rain soon and rushed to find shelter or pack up their stalls.

Ji Yuan controlled the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning with his mind, subtly employing a method akin to 'Heaven and Earth Transformation.' Though it appeared to mimic natural weather changes, within the swirling wind and clouds, there was a deeply unsettling and oppressive feeling for demons, devils, and ghosts.

Wang Youhong stood by Ji Yuan, not daring to move, guessing if Mr. Ji intended to use lightning magic to simply wipe out all the demons, devils, and ghosts in the city in one fell swoop.

However, the slow pace of the cloud gathering didn't suggest an imminent tempest to vanquish evil.

Sheltered by Ji Yuan, Wang Youhong didn't feel what some of the more powerful demons in the city were experiencing. In reality, the more sensitive demons across the city were all sensing a faint unease caused by the changing clouds.

Ji Yuan gathered the wind and clouds using his Heaven and Earth Transformation method, which differed from typical weather manipulation. Consequently, there were no unusual fluctuations in spiritual energy, as it appeared to be a natural, spontaneous movement of the elements.

The brilliance, however, lay in the unease that welled up in the demons' spiritual minds. Any cultivator would recognize and heed this feeling; though fleeting, it served as a warning from their own spiritual intuition.

At this moment, many powerful demons across the city used their various methods to divine their fortunes and determine if the celestial changes were abnormal. Strangely, they couldn't discern any omens. The gathering winds and clouds consistently registered as "natural celestial phenomena" in their divinations and spiritual inquiries.

On the main street outside Madam Spider's mansion, most pedestrians had already gone home or found shelter from the coming rain; the few remaining hurried along.

Ji Yuan watched the wind and clouds slowly gather and the sky gradually darken, then glanced at the young man beside him, who was intently sensing the changes.

"They must have been divining for a while now," he mused. "I expect some will still come inquiring about Madam Spider."

Wang Youhong's heart stirred. Was Mr. Ji planning to wait here for the prey to come to him? But before he could fully form the thought, Ji Yuan extended his left hand towards the sky, and the black demonic energy bead reappeared in his palm.

The next moment, Ji Yuan flicked his finger with a sword-spell technique.

A subtle black demonic aura rose from his hand, speeding away into the distance. In mere moments, it was almost beyond perception.

At the very same moment, an alarm simultaneously flared in the hearts of many demons across the city.

"What?" "Madam Spider fled?"

"Madam Spider escaping? There must be danger!"

"That old hag didn't even warn us! Truly, a woman's heart is the most venomous!"

"Run!"

From various locations within the city, and even from hidden spots around its perimeter, subtle demonic lights and auras flared almost simultaneously. They all fled in the direction Madam Spider had gone, for if even the Black Desolation Demon King was fleeing, they certainly dared not remain in the city.

At this same moment, Niu Batian and Shi Jiu, still seated in the tavern, both blanched as they sensed Madam Spider's demonic aura rapidly fleeing into the distance.

'Oh no!' 'This is bad, Madam Spider fled!'

And their second thoughts were almost identical.

'Impossible!'

"Brother Shi, should we flee too?" "Brother Niu, don't panic! Stay calm!"

Seeing Niu Batian's restlessness, Shi Jiu quickly calmed him. This old ox didn't understand Mr. Ji's true power. Shi Jiu, having once been from the Wuliang Mountain lineage, naturally knew what kind of being Mr. Ji truly was. Could a mere Demon King possibly escape?

On the main street outside Madam Spider's mansion, demonic lights flared across the sky. Though incredibly subtle, to him, they were as conspicuous as fireworks on a dark night.

Wang Youhong said nothing, simply waiting to see what Ji Yuan would do. Ji Yuan didn't move at all; he merely placed his left hand behind his back, extended his right arm, and let his wide sleeve flap towards the sky.

Whoosh... whoosh...

A whistling sound, perceived on a spiritual level, echoed in Wang Youhong's mind. It seemed audible, yet carried a profound sense of desolation.

In a daze, Wang Youhong felt as if the sleeve expanded with the wind. Though the dark clouds and wind remained, it was as if in that instant, Ji Yuan's sleeve had eclipsed the sky and sun, casting a shadow over his very heart.

If Wang Youhong felt this way, the experience of the fleeing demons would be ten times more intense. The moment they felt a terrifying pressure, they looked back and seemed to see a vast sleeve unfurling from below, with the sound of wind and thunder reverberating from its swaying edge.

Just as fear surged, the sky rapidly darkened the next instant. The surrounding scenery quickly lost its color and grew dim. Though they could still feel their bodies rapidly fleeing, visually, it was as if they were treading water, making no progress.

This bizarre and terrifying sensation lasted less than a single breath. For some demons, everything around them had already plunged into complete darkness.

Meanwhile, outside, Ji Yuan had already retracted his sleeve, both hands clasped behind his back, as he looked up at the few distant demonic lights.

"About one or two tenths managed to escape."

As he spoke, Ji Yuan shifted his gaze to Wang Youhong, who had been watching Ji Yuan's sleeve behind his back. Noticing Ji Yuan's attention return, Wang Youhong's heart trembled, and he quickly put on a welcoming smile.

"Mr. Ji, your divine powers are vast and your magic profound. I am truly impressed..."

In the distant sky, many demons continued to flee rapidly, unaware that numerous companions had vanished—those that Ji Yuan had captured with his Sleeve Universe technique. Of course, some seemed to notice something amiss. They turned to look back, only to find that most of the nearly hundred streaks of escaping light that had initially soared into the sky were now gone.

This discovery terrified the remaining fleeing demons, who almost universally unleashed their ultimate life-saving abilities, escaping at all costs.

As for the city's ordinary citizens, they felt nothing unusual, simply continuing to watch the clouds, wondering when it would rain.

Inside the tavern, Old Niu and Shi Jiu exchanged glances. A moment ago, the sky had seemed to be filled with shadows, but it felt like a mere illusion. Yet, most of the fleeing auras had subsequently vanished.

"Brother Shi, do you know what just happened?"

"Uh, I'm not entirely sure..."

Their confusion didn't last long, however. Soon, Ji Yuan and Wang Youhong re-entered the tavern, one after the other. The waiter didn't even bother to greet them, clearly expecting them to return to their previous table.

Seeing Old Niu and Shi Jiu look their way, Wang Youhong forced a smile.

"Madam Spider has turned to ash, and the slightly more troublesome 'companions' in the city, they too..."

Wang Youhong intentionally emphasized the word "companions." He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood his meaning.

Ji Yuan smiled, glancing at the two figures at the table and Wang Youhong, then spoke.

"What are you talking about? Didn't Madam Spider flee beforehand?"

Old Niu's eyes lit up, but he kept his head down and remained silent. Then Shi Jiu and Wang Youhong caught on.

"Yes, yes, Madam Spider fled first!" "Precisely! Everyone felt it. We also followed her, fleeing this city immediately!"

"Indeed, we just couldn't catch her, and haven't found her since..."

The three of them concluded their fabricated story, then exchanged a knowing glance.