There's a Demon in the Luo River

Zhang Li's words attracted everyone's attention.

The young man took a nervous step back and drew a breath. "If I tell you, will you let me go?"

When Su Ming heard this, he shook his head and said, "You can choose to speak in the capital's prison."

The young man quickly opened his mouth, and Yu Mengmeng almost laughed out loud. Her teacher had always been skilled at scaring others.

The young man's name was Zhang Chu, and he was from Luojing.

Not everyone in Luojing was rich and powerful.

On the contrary, there were many people like Zhang Chu who did not even have a place to stay.

His parents used to be servants of an official, and they had a place to live. They passed away later on due to an illness, and he had no one to take care of him. As such, he joined the martial arts sect in the city, Primal Martial Hall.

He had only cultivated a little and barely stepped into the Body Refinement Realm, so he had no status in Primal Martial Hall.

Usually, he would stay in a big shop and have a bite to eat. In the middle of the night, he would get up and swim across the Luo River to transport salt out of the city.

This was the world of martial arts.

There was none of the grandeur in Lin Zhaoyang's eyes or the excitement in Zhuo Yun's eyes. There was only the bitterness and helplessness of a small fry.

"There were no demons last night or the past few nights.

"Originally, I was afraid of crossing the river at night because I didn't want to encounter any demons. I saw a few fights on the river, but they were all revenge killings by martial artists."

Zhang Chu waved his hand and stretched his shoulders. "What demon are we looking for?"

Zhang Chu's words made everyone's expressions change.

The second master frowned, while Su Ming narrowed his eyes, and Yu Mengmeng shook her head gently.

Zhang Li raised his hand and took off his outer robe, revealing the moon-white Daoist robes inside.

Throwing the clothes to Zhang Chu, he softly said, "Take us to the place where the fight happened last night."

Zhang Chu took the clothes and hesitated.

The second master's gaze fell on Zhang Li's moon-white Daoist robes, and there was a flicker in his eyes.

Zhang Li's robe was a magical item.

Even though the spirit light was concealed and it looked like an ordinary Daoist robe, it still exuded an otherworldly aura.

Yu Mengmeng's gaze fell on the robes, and her eyes were also filled with surprise. She lowered her head and looked at the Demon Mirror that was hanging on her waist.

Mr. Zhang sure had a number of treasures!

"My-My salt..." Zhang Chu looked at the jar in his arms.

"We'll buy it. Pay up," Zhang Li said as he looked at Zhuo Yun.

Zhuo Yun's face froze. "Grandmaster, I… I don't bring money with me when I go out," he said awkwardly.

He did not bring money with him...

Zhang Chu's mouth twitched.

Many people in Luojing did not bring money with them while they were on the go.

Zhang Li turned his head to look at Su Ming.

Su Ming shook his head and waved his hand as well.

Zhang Li's gaze then fell on the second master.

The second master coughed awkwardly and turned around.

Finally, Zhang Li looked at Yu Mengmeng.

Yu Mengmeng muttered and took out a small golden bean from her little purse. Then she handed it to Zhang Li.

"I'll borrow it." Zhang Li nodded.

...

Zhang Chu looked like a dog when he wore Zhang Li's not-so-luxurious but definitely not-ordinary robe.

A jar of salt for a golden bean... Zhang Chu was still a little confused about the exchange.

Did these people not eat salt? Did they know how expensive salt was?

"Turtle Back Beach is just outside the city. When the river water rises, it will be submerged. Usually, three to five acres of land will be exposed out of the water.

"I get tired from swimming in the middle of the night, so I often rest on Turtle Back Rock." Zhang Chu pointed into the distance and said in a low voice.

"Last night, I was going to rest at Turtle Back Beach, but I saw some people on Turtle Back Rock, so I didn't approach it."

"Later-Later..." Zhang Chu's eyes flashed with fear as he whispered, "Someone came over on the waves, killed them, and threw their bodies into the river. 

"I was too scared, so I hid until dawn before swimming over…"

Someone came over on the waves?

Was it a first-class warrior?

Zhang Li nodded and looked at the palm-sized river bank that was faintly discernible in the distance.

He took a step forward, and faint True Essence gathered in his body.

He could cross the 10 miles of air over the river.

There was a brilliant glint in Su Ming's eyes. Was Mr. Zhang trying to use an immortal Dao technique to fly across the river?

The second master's gaze landed on Zhang Li's back, and his eyes lit up.

Meanwhile, Yu Mengmeng's face was filled with curiosity and a trace of anticipation.

"Ahem, Zhuo Yun, find a boat," Zhang Li said after he retracted his foot and coughed lightly.

This was the mortal world, not the cultivation world where one had to ride a cloud to go to the toilet.

He could not be too shocking.

When the people behind him heard his words, some were disappointed while others were relieved.

"Yes, Sir." Zhuo Yun nodded and bowed.

After he finished speaking, he looked around. Then he raised his hand and broke a willow. He took a step forward, and his body floated like a falling leaf. He was already 30 feet away from the river.

With the tip of his toes touching the water, he threw the willow branch onto the river's surface. Stepping on it, he walked against the waves and headed toward a small wooden boat one mile away.

He was a first-class expert.

The second master's face revealed a strange expression.

He could tell that Zhuo Yun was not only using martial arts techniques. There was a trace of strange power coming from him.

It was True Essence from an immortal path.

Su Ming looked at Zhang Li curiously, and Yu Mengmeng could not help but laugh out loud.

It was obvious that Mr. Zhang wanted to keep a low profile.

However, his disciple did not know how to do the same.

Zhang Chu widened his eyes.

He had seen first-class experts before.

The hall master of Primal Martial Hall was a first-class expert with extremely strong combat strength. He was a famous figure in Luojing, and even the high-ranking officials, as well as nobles, had to give him face.

However, this first-class expert before him was only a follower?

In that case, who was the person who gave him the robe?

A few low cries from afar made Zhang Li shake his head.

'Is there any difference between you and me flying across the river?'

Zhuo Yun had been cultivating in Jing Yang Temple, but he did not have much experience in the martial arts world.

Fifteen minutes later, the 30-foot-long wooden boat slowly docked.

"Mr. Zhang, if I had known that you were coming to the river, I would have been waiting for you." Zhao Ji was standing on the deck with a smile and cupped hands. He was wearing a pale-white brocade robe.

He turned his gaze toward Su Ming and Yu Mengmeng. "Imperial Censor Su, Lady Yu.

"When he looked past Su Ming, he trembled. "Second Uncle?"

...

Only Zhang Li, Su Ming, Zhao Ji, and the second master were seated in the cabin.

Zhuo Yun had automatically gone to the deck and pointed out the directions with Zhang Chu, whose legs were weak.

Yu Mengmeng had also been chased out of the cabin by Su Ming's glare.

"Martial King, you protected the border for 20 years. Your martial arts are profound, and your achievements are outstanding." Zhang Li looked at the second master and cupped his hands gently."

"Jing Yang Temple's grandmaster disciple, Mr. Zhang, I've heard of you." Martial King Zhao Cheng cupped his hands in return.

He looked at Zhang Li with a calm expression, but the eagerness in his eyes was hard to hide. "It is said that you have extraordinary resources."

Even the eldest princess had been rejected by this mysterious master in Jing Yang Temple.

He had also given Prince Yu's heir a long sword in exchange for two gold taels of Cassia Cloud Snow.

Even though Zhao Cheng had just returned to the imperial capital, he already knew about all this.

"There's nothing extraordinary about me. I just have some tricks to protect my Dao," Zhang Li waved his hand and said softly.

"The Great Dao is the foundation of our cultivation. These little tricks can't be revealed."

As soon as he said this, everyone in the cabin was filled with respect for him.

Martial King Zhao Cheng's fighting spirit was hard to suppress.

There was a strange look in Su Ming's eyes, but reverence flashed across Zhao Ji's face.

Yu Mengmeng was eavesdropping outside the cabin. She looked at Zhang Li with admiration in her eyes.

This gentleman was probably a true immortal cultivator from the cultivation world.

People like him were completely different from ordinary cultivators.

Zhang Li sat there with a solemn expression.

He was telling the truth.

Did Zhu Yunshan not use a trick to scare off the eldest princess?

If Zhang Li had used the real array, Zhu Yunshan would have been sent flying.

He was serious.

"Imperial Censor Su, I wanted to help Ms. Yu, but…" Zhao Ji looked at Su Ming with an ashamed expression and wrapped his fist in his palm.

Zhao Ji had reported what Su Ming and Yu Mengmeng told him the other day. In the end, Prince Yu pushed Su Ming into the limelight.

If it were not for his great grandmaster's words, Su Ming would have at least gone to the capital to make a statement.

"Exterminating demons is a big matter. The prince did the right thing." Su Ming waved his hand and replied softly.

A light snort came from the door.

Zhao Ji heaved a sigh of relief. He turned to look at the smiling Zhang Li and immediately lowered his head.

He was really afraid of meeting Zhang Li because he had not thought about what he wanted or what he could give Mr. Zhang.

When he turned around and saw his second uncle, his heart trembled slightly.

"Mr. Zhang, do you think there are demons in the Luo River?" Martial King Zhao Cheng cast a glance at Su Ming before he turned to look at Zhang Li and asked in a low voice.

The cabin was silent.

Outside the cabin, Yu Mengmeng nervously clasped the door frame with her fingers.

Meanwhile, the waves gently undulated across the Luo River.

Zhang Li cast his gaze outside the cabin and nonchalantly said, "Yes."