Chapter 53: Reputation Soars, Weimiao Weixiao Joins the Sect
After clearing the bodies of the demon cultivators and taking the storage bags back to the City Lord’s Mansion, Lu Yuanshan and his group gathered together.
"Thank heavens, it’s fortunate that you brought the news in time, otherwise if these three beasts had been allowed to secretly harm the citizens in the city and forge demonic magical artifacts, it wouldn’t have been so easy to deal with them later."
Xuu Mengyuan breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling grateful for the news brought by Lu Yuanshan and the others, assisting him in timely damage control and eradicating the demonic threat.
He was a member of the Cyan Mountain Sect who survived the catastrophic demonic chaos in Lushan County years ago and vividly remembered the scene of the sect being attacked by demon cultivators and the tragic death of fellow disciples.
He deeply understood how much disaster demon cultivators could bring to a city once they started slaughtering.
The brutality of the demon cultivators from the Demon Cave when refining the Seven Evils Ghost Yin Banner was truly appalling.
If they hadn’t been eradicated in time, and the three demon cultivators had succeeded in creating the demon banner, he, as the Array Guardian stationed in Guangde County, would have certainly been the first target of their sneak attack, and at that time, he wouldn’t be able to stand against them.
Once he fell, and no one maintained the operation of the Heaven-Reaching Profound Fire Array, the city would quickly fall, and tens of thousands of citizens would suffer, falling into the hands of demon cultivators.
Don’t be fooled by the presence of many cultivators in the city, including late-stage Qi cultivators, if a demonic chaos truly erupted and caused unrest throughout the city, those cultivators would flee faster than anyone.
The cultivators from Lushan County not only felt profound hatred toward demon cultivators but also feared them greatly, and when they heard the term Demon Cave, the predominant emotion in their hearts was fear.
The cultivators in this city were all loose cultivators, accustomed to taking care of themselves and valuing their interests, with no unified leadership or incentive to make them risk their lives for the sake of mortals.