Demon Cultivator: Heaven and earth are the cauldron, and all living beings are the medicine

Inside the Bright Moon Inn of Lian City, Chen Yu, full of imposing manner, blocked everyone present.

"Young Master Chen! You've already killed the person you wanted to kill. We are just insignificant people who haven't offended you. Please, spare our lives!"

A man pleaded with a slightly tearful voice.

"Letting you leave is, of course, possible! Each person must hand over a spirit stone. If you do, I'll let you leave; otherwise, death without exception!" The young man's face carried a slight smile, his eyes playful.

As soon as his words fell, everyone present began to rummage for spirit stones on their bodies.

For these mortals with no power to truss a chicken, spending money to avoid disaster was the only solution; otherwise, they would only meet death.

At that moment, Ning Lu frowned slightly, as if he hadn't heard the young man's words, and continued to drink the peach blossom wine in his bowl.

The young man looked at everyone present, his peripheral vision sweeping to Ning Lu, who was drinking. Immediately, his anger soared to the sky, and he shouted at the young man, "Boy! Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I said, huh?"

Before his words finished, multi-colored light emanated from Ning Lu's mouth, and a flying sword shot out from the young man's sleeve, rushing straight towards the young man's brow at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"Ah!"

Chen Yu screamed in fright, his eyes filled with terror, and his face no longer had the slightest arrogance.

"Bang!"

A eunuch wearing a red python robe suddenly stood in front of the young man, flicked his large hand, and threw forward a talisman covered in runes. The talisman burst with golden light, transforming into a glittering, crystal-clear golden shield.

The young man's flying sword stabbed into the shield and was immediately bounced away, while cracks also appeared on the shield.

Seeing this, a look of surprise appeared in the eunuch's eyes, and he frowned, immediately sternly saying, "This little brother, I know you have some skills, but do you know who is behind me?"

"Hmph! Just an unknown nobody, not worthy of entering my ears?" Ning Lu sneered, and the multi-colored light in his hand burst forth, and immediately five flying swords shot out together, fiercely stabbing towards the eunuch wearing the red python robe.

"What? Foundation Establishment?! Young Master, run!" The eunuch looked at the five flying swords rushing towards him and the young man's incomparably powerful aura, his pupils suddenly shrinking into a needle, and shouted to the young man behind him.

Reacting, the young man pushed away the woman in his arms and ran out, disregarding everything.

"Too late!" Ning Lu slowly stood up from his seat, his gaze cold, his tone soul-stirring.

"Bang."

In an instant, the five flying swords shattered the golden shield into pieces. A streak of blue light flashed, and a long sword, infused with lightning-attribute elements, pierced straight through the eunuch's chest, impaling his body along with the long sword heavily on the wall of the inn.

The other four flying swords pierced the throats of the other four guards, and blood splattered in mid-air, splashing on the windows of the inn. From the outside, it looked like a human hell.

"Still want to run?" The young man sneered, flicking his finger slightly. The long sword stuck in the eunuch's body suddenly pulled out, blood gushing out like a spring. The eunuch's body fell heavily to the ground, without a trace of life!

Immediately, the long sword flashed like lightning outside the inn, appearing directly in front of Chen Yu, who was running wildly, the tip of the sword pointing straight at the young man's brow.

The young man was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, watching the long sword approaching him little by little, crawling backward with all his strength, kneeling in front of Ning Lu, his voice choked with fear, begging repeatedly.

"Immortal! I was wrong! I was wrong! Please let me go! I have many, many spirit stones, I can give them all to you! I only beg you to spare my life!" The young man's voice trembled, his expression almost collapsing.

"Oh my god! This guy has this day too!"

"Who is this young man? His strength is so terrifying!"

"Oh dear! The younger generation is to be feared! I just don't know what will happen to this young man if Magistrate Chen finds out about this?"

The crowd gloated at the young man kneeling on the ground, talking amongst themselves, but no one thought the young man would kill the young man.

The next moment, a scene that was unbelievable to everyone appeared.

Ning Lu tightly gripped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and with a wave of his hand, he swung the sword heavily, cutting off the young man's neck.

Blood soared into the sky, the young man's head flew into the air, and his body fell heavily to the ground. As the head was about to fall, the young man stretched out his left hand and tightly grabbed the young man's head of black hair.

"If only you had known this earlier, why did you do it in the first place?" Ning Lu muttered to himself, holding Chen Yu's head in his hand.

At that moment, the previously noisy Bright Moon Inn was silent, everyone's eyes filled with horror, looking at the young man outside the door in disbelief.

In everyone's minds, the young man would absolutely not dare to kill Chen Yu.

The reason was simple: Chen Yu's father, Chen Tang, was the local magistrate, surrounded by many powerful cultivators that mortals could not reach. He was high-ranking and powerful, dominating this small town, a local tyrant, a strong dragon suppressing the native serpent.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Chen Tang was the local emperor. The people of the town's fear of him was deeply rooted in their hearts. Now that the young man had killed Chen Yu, what difference was there between that and killing the local crown prince?

Ignoring the shocked expressions of the crowd, Ning Lu walked straight down the wide street, holding the young man's head.

When the surrounding pedestrians saw the young man, none of them were not terrified, shouting and running wildly in all directions.

In the night, at the Chen family's residence, a middle-aged man with sneaky eyes was sitting in the main seat, holding a golden wine cup in his hand, savoring the fine wine in the cup.

Surrounding him were five or six delicate and charming women, serving tea and water, massaging his shoulders and back. The scene was full of singing and dancing.

"Master! Something terrible has happened!" A servant stumbled into the room, kneeling directly on the ground.

"Damn it! Didn't you see I'm busy? Did that brat Yu'er cause trouble for me again?" The middle-aged man slammed the wine cup on the ground, a hint of anger surging on his face, his tone dissatisfied.

"Boom!"

Before the servant could open his mouth, the gate of the residence was kicked open.

Seeing this, Chen Tang frowned, slowly walked out of the room, and looked towards the direction of the gate.

He saw the figure of a thin young man appearing at the door, covered in blood, holding a head in his hand.

Night had fallen, and the sky was dim. Chen Tang couldn't see the appearance of the young man and the head clearly, only feeling the anger rising in his heart, roaring.

"Damn it! Where did this brat come from? Do you know who I am?"

Before his words finished, the young man flicked his right hand, throwing the head at the middle-aged man's feet.

Chen Tang was startled, taking a step back, looking down, and with the help of the moonlight, he saw the face of the head clearly.

The head's eyes were covered in bloodshot, his black hair was dyed blood-red, and his face was stained with blood, but it still revealed a bit of handsomeness.

"Yu'er!" Chen Tang knelt on the ground, holding the gruesome head, his heart-wrenching wails echoing in the night sky.