Chapter 38. You used to be cute
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There exist all kinds of people, and demons didn’t fall far behind in this aspect.
They were different in appearance and abilities as well.
But almost all of them yearned to leave for the Human World. This world had countless resources for cultivation, and its cities were thriving, peaceful and prosperous, not like the freezing Darkest Abyss at all.
The ones who had gentle dispositions were willing to bow their heads and assimilate in the Human World, and even found daoist partners among cultivators or common people, concealing their identities. There were also ones like Zhang Mu, who chose a human to use his skin. They changed their names and travelled through the Human World openly. Even after several decades, they might still continue to live there unnoticed. And there were also fierce ones who seeked pleasure in tormenting people only to quench their desire to kill.
Cang Tian was not like any of them.
He wanted to be able to live openly and firmly under the bright sky, without concealing his origins, without hiding and running away just because people learnt about his nature.
This paragraph explains his name: Cang is ‘hide’, and Tian is ‘sky’.
That was why he decided to work together with the Wanxiang Palace without concern for their goals.
“They poisoned the Huliang Grass. Anyone who ate food containing it would have a greater or lesser reaction, vomiting worms and dying from stomach ache. However, it was actually not poison, but gu.”
Gu: a venomous insect or parasite.
Cang Tian was angered as well.
He thought the Wanxiang Palace to be good partners, and didn’t expect that once they would need a fake culprit to pacify the public, the first one to be cast aside would be Cang Tian, simply because he knew too much.
Those who are of another kin are sure to have a different mind. Cang Tian understood well why his kin loathed humans so much.
But he had to cooperate with these humans for now.
Changming said: “The Wanxiang Palace is not a sect of the three major religions. Many capable people gather there. One of Chi Bijiang’s shimeis is good at mixing poisons and controlling gus. It is said that she can chop a person’s head off while being a thousand lis away; this actually means that she can count the time of gu becoming active to kill her enemy when they are a thousand lis away.”
Cang Tian: “I don’t know what they did, but these gus belong to the Wanxiang Palace for sure. However, the gus alone weren’t enough if they wanted to kill all these people overnight, taking them under the gus’ control. They needed another ingredient as well.”
Changming: “And you were this ingredient.”
Cang Tian said calmly: “Correct. I inserted demonic qi inside, and the poisonous gus became a hundredfold more formidable. Wherever they went, they strangled everyone, and even cultivators couldn’t escape.”
After the sky went dark, Yuru Town turned into a scene of bloody slaughter.
A scene of foul wind and bloody rain, where neither people nor ghosts were safe.
If Changming and Yun Hai hadn’t interfered, this place would have turned into a ghost town, and traveling merchants would have prefered to go a long way around it than to pass through the town directly. Legends would have had it that people who break into this place would be captured by those resentful spirits with everlasting grievances. On one chance to survive—nine chances to die; everyone would have heard of it, and over time, the grass would have overgrown this place, burying it under the wind and sand, turning the town into a tale.
