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Chapter 515 The Great Demon God 11

He puts on airs and expects people to beg him! What a nasty character!

Ren Yinyin cursed inwardly, but dared not show it on her face, for fear that Donglong would abandon her and leave her alone!

"You all know that I am very learned and knowledgeable!" Donglong said smugly, wiping his folding fan.

Ren Yinyin rolled her eyes and looked down. "Heh, isn't that obvious? Tell us something we don't know!"

Donglong gave Ren Yinyin a knowing look and slowly opened his mouth.

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, there exist four extremely evil beings, known as demons and monsters.

These four evils gathered together the most malevolent forces in the world. After thousands of years of cultivation, they finally merged into one and transformed into the Blood Demon!

The appearance of the Blood Demon brought great disaster to the world. However, one night a hundred years ago, the Blood Demon suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had evaporated from the world.

Mao Xiaofang had heard of the Blood Demon before, and upon hearing that it had reappeared, he frowned and looked worried, asking, "Why has the Blood Demon reappeared in the world?"

Donglong explained, "Back then, the Blood Demon raged, and no one could stand against it. Fortunately, a hundred-year-old Taoist priest from Zixia Mountain in Western Shu stepped forward to act on behalf of Heaven and was determined to eradicate this demon!"

The centenarian Taoist engaged in a thrilling and desperate battle with the Blood Demon. In the end, at the cost of his own life, he successfully sealed the Blood Demon's soul with the black stone and used magic to seal its four evil bodies as well.

However, unexpectedly, the four evil forms of the Blood Demon were later unearthed and worshipped as a deity, and temples were built around them.

Fortunately, the centenarian Taoist's spiritual energy had not yet dissipated, and the purple glow of the spirit enveloped the temple like a protective shield, temporarily suppressing the blood demon.

When Donglong was in the temple, he could sense that there were still some faint traces of inspiration above, but these spiritual energies were already very weak.

It seems that the Blood Demon, having absorbed the essence and evil energy, is about to break free!

"It's so powerful, how are we going to defeat it?" Ren Yinyin asked.

Donglong was speechless. "Aren't you overestimating yourself?"

"You're overthinking it. Your strength is far inferior to Blood Demon's. If I were you, I'd run away immediately, as far away as possible..."

"The Blood Demon has descended to wreak havoc on the human world. Where can we possibly escape to?" Ren Yinyin shook her head. She was not one to flee without a fight!

"Running further away will allow us to live a few more days!" Donglong said.

"Hehe, you're so kind-hearted!" Ren Yinyin didn't want to see this guy right now!

"Genius, is there no other way?" Mao Xiaofang refused to give up. He would never run away. He would fight the Blood Demon if necessary!

To vanquish demons and uphold justice, to protect all living beings, I would die without regret!

"After the Hundred-Year-Old Taoist died, he left behind four relics, which remained on the Blood Demon's four evil bodies. If you can refine them, perhaps you can deal with the Blood Demon!" Donglong said after thinking for a moment.

When Ren Yinyin heard about this idea, she was a little worried. The villagers were all guarding the temple, and she didn't know how to lure them away.

……

Perhaps the Blood Demon sensed something, and performed a miracle before his followers, demanding that they combine the four statues into one, casting it into a single great statue!

In this way, his divine power will be even stronger, and he will be able to bless Gantian Town with favorable weather, abundant harvests, thriving livestock, and a large and prosperous population!

All the villagers were extremely excited and knelt down to express their gratitude.

Instructed by the gods, they built a large stove and burned it day and night, intending to melt the idol.

When they ran out of firewood, they would even burn their own doors, windows, and walking sticks...

"Master, what should we do?" Achu asked anxiously as she secretly returned to Fuxi Hall from the temple.

He felt that the god was very strange, but looking at the fanatical villagers, he didn't dare to say a word of objection.

The more Achu thought about it, the more she felt that the cult had no future. She lamented that she was "unlucky" and that "the heavens were jealous of her talent!"

"How can we lure the villagers away?" Mao Xiaofang frowned and paced back and forth.

Ah Xiu and Xiao Hai were both frowning and deep in thought. Ren Yinyin pondered for a while and suddenly remembered something, "Uncle-Master, I remember that Donglong has the ability to summon wind and rain. Why don't we ask him for help?"

Mao Xiaofang's eyes lit up. "That's a good idea."

The group then took out the magic lamp and summoned the genie, Donglongcha.

Ren Yinyin smiled broadly, "Donglong, we have something we'd like to ask you for help with."

Donglong wiped his folding fan and said slowly, "Oh? You need my help again? Tell me."

Ren Yinyin revealed her plan to have him create a strong wind and heavy rain to drive the villagers away.

Donglong wiped his hand and waved his fan, looking unwilling. "This matter is too troublesome, and I don't want to get involved."

Ren Yinyin was anxious, "Please help us! If the Blood Demon really breaks free, none of us will have a good time!"

Donglong remained unmoved.

Mao Xiaofang stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "I hope that you will lend a helping hand for the sake of the common people."

Achu couldn't stand Na Donglong arguing with Na Qiao. "You've lived in Fuxi Hall for so long, you're practically a part of it. You don't want your home to be destroyed, do you?"

Xiao Hai looked at Dong Long with pleading eyes, "Please help me out, I'll just offer you three sticks of incense every morning and evening!"

Ah Xiu quickly chimed in, "Just tell us what offerings you'd like, and we'll serve them to you, okay?"

"You said it yourselves, I didn't ask for anything!" Donglong laughed, not expecting this benefit.

Mao Xiaofang nodded, "As long as Gantian Town is safe this time, you will be a benefactor to my Fuxi Hall!"

Donglong nodded in satisfaction, "Alright, seeing how sincere you are, I'll help you with this."

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard Donglong agree.

They packed their belongings and quickly arrived a mile outside the town's temple.

"Within a mile radius, I have complete control over the weather changes. However, you need to act quickly, as I have a feeling the Blood Demon won't be so obedient!" After saying this, Donglong put away his folding fan, quickly formed hand seals, and chanted incantations.

In an instant, the once clear sky above the temple was covered with dark clouds, a strong wind howled, and large raindrops poured down.

The villagers were caught off guard by the sudden bad weather and dropped what they were doing to run around looking for shelter from the rain.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mao Xiaofang and the others quickly headed to the temple.

Only two statues remain on the open ground outside the temple.

"Xiao Hai and A Chu, you two carry the statue onto the cart and take it away. A Xiu and Yin Yin, go check that big urn to see if there are any relics."

Mao Xiaofang wiped the rain off his face and looked around warily. If the Blood Demon were so easy to deal with, so many people wouldn't have died more than a hundred years ago!

The four of them immediately sprang into action. Xiao Hai and A Chu worked together to lift the statue and place it on the cart, while Ren Yinyin and A Xiu quickly walked toward the large urn.

In the raging wind and rain, the group was soaked to the bone, but they gritted their teeth and persevered.

"What are you doing?" A loud shout rang out, and a figure rushed out of the temple; it was Zhou Sanyuan.

Mao Xiaofang quickly stepped forward and pointed a finger at Zhou Sanyuan, who stood upright without showing any sign of falling.

"Master Mao? What are you doing here? You actually want to steal the statue?" Zhou Sanyuan recognized Mao Xiaofang and shouted.

"Help! Someone come quick..." Before he could finish speaking, Mao Xiaofang delivered a powerful chop to Zhou Sanyuan, knocking him unconscious.

"Hurry up!"