Chapter 181
It took more than a month to finish brewing the jukyeopcheong, Wei Zhongqi’s treasured bamboo liquor.
This bittersweet yet subtly sweet liquor was one of the most beloved drinks in the Central Plains. Its popularity was such that those on a tight budget prioritized jukyeopcheong, replacing luxurious dishes like meat pancakes and chicken legs with cheaper options like noodles and dumplings.
Everyone enjoyed it, from tenant farmers to young masters of prominent sects. The head of the Heavenly Demon Sect was no exception.
Wei Zhongqi paused as he reached for the jukyeopcheong. A sinister energy, accompanied by thunder and lightning, surged in from afar. Not just one, but many.
Wei Zhongqi’s eyes narrowed. “That’s... Laum.”
Laum was the commander of the Demon King Baal’s first legion. Although Wei Zhongqi had only seen him once in his life, that memory was firmly etched into his mind. He was the master of the Valley of Six Bloods and the man who had once fought the Transcendent Murmu to a standstill.
“Baal seeks an audience with you.”
Laum’s words sent a shock through Wei Zhongqi. Just the fact that Baal’s commander had come calling on him was enough to make his mind race, but the mention of Baal’s summon left him pale as if struck by lightning.
“Why is he looking for me?” Wei Zhongqi asked.
“It’s undoubtedly good news for you, so you’d best come quietly.”
There was no other choice. Even if he refused the invitation, Laum would take him to Baal by force. The chances of winning against Laum in a fight were nearly zero. The commander’s strength, who had evenly matched Murmu in a fight, was overwhelming, and he had countless demons of the first legion under his command.
Black clouds flashed, and lightning struck Wei Zhongqi’s yard. A horse, its body coursing with electricity, materialized. Laum mounted the Thunder Steed, which had suddenly appeared on the ground.