Chapter 923: Schoolmaster of the Demon Academy
As the mist completely dissipated, the sight before him left Chen Changsheng momentarily stunned.
How could this still be called a Demon Market?
Its scale rivaled that of a mortal town. Crisscrossing streets, neatly arranged dwellings, roads paved with bluestone slabs, and houses built from gray bricks and white tiles stretched before him. Trees planted at some unknown time stood quietly along the perimeter of the market town.
Framed by the surrounding mountain timber, the market town felt like an isolated utopia.
Looking ahead, an academy sat within the town, from which the bright, clear cadence of reading echoed. Through its windows, one could even spot several young demons who had yet to take human form—all minor mountain spirits.
Shaking off his brief astonishment, Chen Changsheng recovered his wits.
He murmured, "It's only been three years..."
This was entirely beyond his expectations.
Pondering for a moment, Chen Changsheng raised his hand and summoned dozens of fallen leaves. The foliage merged into a leaf mask in his grasp. Using a minor Dao art, he concealed his human presence and drew a wisp of the surrounding flora's spiritual essence, weaving it into the mask.