Chapter 283: Liuguang Cave at Qingfeng Ridge!
“Excellent! Daoist Master Li, you’re truly a decisive man. Rest assured, after this matter is settled, I shall report it to the court. Those who render service shall all be duly rewarded!” Wang Wen clapped his hands and laughed.
This seventh-rank Inspector Censor carried upon him a righteous qi that shielded his body, and ordinary demons and malevolent spirits could not approach him. Even heretics who cultivated evil arts could not contend with such an official, lest they suffer backlash.
Li Yanchu could not discern what exactly this Lord Wang harbored in his heart. But as for slaying the Mountain Lord, that had already been his intention.
To slay demons and exorcise ghosts was precisely the duty of a priest of the Zhengyi Daoism. The Dao he followed was the Dao of slaying demons and exterminating evil.
“Lord Wang, to tell the truth, I have urgent matters to attend to. I fear I cannot wait for the high monks and masters from the prefectural city to arrive,” Li Yanchu said to Wang Wen.
Hearing this, Wang Wen raised his brows, instinctively thinking this young Daoist intended to decline.
But this was the very man whose name had appeared in the court gazette, and he was resolute in judgment, as well as righteous in bearing. He did not seem the sort to evade responsibility.
Thus, Wang Wen merely gave Li Yanchu a measured look and said calmly, “Then what are you trying to say?”
“I shall go to Qingfeng Ridge tonight, slay the Mountain Lord, and put an end to this affair!”
Wang Wen was taken aback. He frowned and said, “Daoist Master Li, your youth and courage are admirable, and your skills profound, but that Mountain Lord’s cultivation runs deep. I fear you may not be able to handle him alone. It would be safer to wait until the masters from the prefectural city arrive.”
“There is no need. I have my own methods of subduing demons. Tonight I will go to Qingfeng Ridge to slay the fiend. Tomorrow, I must be on my way to other matters.” Li Yanchu’s tone was cool and steady.
Hearing this, Wang Wen fell silent. He had intended to dissuade the young Daoist, but when his gaze met Li Yanchu’s bright, unwavering eyes, he found himself unable to speak further.