PDLP Chapter 15: Not a Single One Left Behind
Chapter 15: Not a Single One Left Behind
Returning along the same path, Cao Xing reached the corner of the cave and peeked inside.
The four little demons surrounded Bixia, dancing excitedly and occasionally pouncing on her with punches and kicks.
Bixia curled up in a ball, shivering.
In the past, even though these children of the Yellow Robe Monster were just materials for alchemy, and were a bunch of idiots, these little demons didn't dare to bully them openly.
Bixia, in particular, was also influenced by the medicinal soup, but she was born with extremely high intelligence, at the level of a seven or eight-year-old child. She could understand what was being said, and was well-behaved and sensible. Although the Yellow Robe Monster didn't like her, the other little monsters really didn't dare to offend her.
Even when meeting, you have to put on a smiling face.
Now that the Yellow Robe Monster is no longer a threat, these lesser demons will no longer take Bixia seriously, especially since Bixia is injured.
Cao Xing glanced at the four little demons, and after confirming that there were no other demons around, he dispelled his supernatural power of disguise, returned to his original appearance, and walked towards the four little demons.
"Huh!"
Hearing footsteps behind them, the four little demons turned around and saw Cao Xing looking completely dazed.
"Ha, brothers, look, this idiot is still alive."
Upon seeing Cao Xing, the four monsters were overjoyed.
"This is good, this is good, the skin is delicate and the meat is delicious."
"I haven't tasted human flesh in years."
Compared to Bixia, Cao Xing's appearance is undoubtedly more alluring.
Demon flesh is so tough and smelly; how can it compare to tender and delicious human flesh?
"Yes, yes, look at how plump her face is! It'll smell amazing when we cook it in a pot."
"No, no, you can't boil it, it'll all fall apart. Steaming is the best way to eat it."
"It should be pan-fried, with the oil rendered out over low heat; that's how it tastes best."
The four little demons started arguing fiercely about whether they should be steamed, boiled, or fried.
Cao Xing, seemingly oblivious to their conversation, walked straight to a nearby table and picked up a spiked hammer.
I held it in my hand and weighed it in my hand.
It's not handy.
It was slammed onto the table with a loud thud.
The four demons turned around at the sound and glanced at Cao Xing. Seeing him casually brandishing a dagger, they turned back and continued, "I think it's better to roast them."
The four monsters paid no attention to Cao Xing's actions.
Everyone knows this little guy is an idiot, a complete fool.
What bad intentions could a fool have?
In that short time, Cao Xing picked up a pointed iron hammer, weighed it in his hand, and felt it was just right.
Looking back at the four little demons still discussing the recipe, Cao Xing swayed and walked over, carrying the iron hammer.
The hammer was being openly manipulated in Cao Xing's hand, but no one seemed to find anything amiss.
Until I walked up behind them.
Cao Xing's gaze focused on the little demon's bald head in front of him, and he raised the hammer in his hand...
"Bang!!!"
As the little demon was engrossed in discussing the deliciousness of human flesh buns with three other little demons, his body suddenly stiffened, and his voice abruptly stopped.
The hammer smashed a large hole in his head, like hitting a coconut.
Red and white splattered, the hot blood carrying a pungent, fishy stench, splashing onto the faces of the other three little demons.
The three little demons were stunned. They looked at Cao Xing with confusion in their eyes, as if they hadn't quite grasped what was happening yet.
In their minds, Cao Xing was just a fool.
In that moment of hesitation, Cao Xing raised his hand and unleashed a golden light.
"Ah! Yay!!"
The three little demons only felt a flash of golden light before their eyes, and their heads buzzed. They were immediately knocked unconscious and their minds became scattered by the golden sword.
In terms of cultivation, these little monsters, even if they haven't had a hundred years of cultivation, have at least several decades.
In the world of Journey to the West, low-level battles involve using magical treasures, mid-level battles involve supernatural powers, and high-level battles involve understanding one's realm of magic.
The battle between Sun Wukong and Erlang Shen can only be considered a mid-level contest.
What exactly does "high-end" mean?
The Buddha slapped Sun Wukong, which is a crushing defeat in terms of spiritual realm.
Sun Wukong couldn't lift Guanyin Bodhisattva's jade bottle, but the attendant beside Guanyin Bodhisattva could. This is a pure manifestation of cultivation.
To deal with these minor demons, one magic weapon is enough.
The golden ring on Cao Xing's hand was a high-grade magic artifact specially crafted by the Yellow Robe Monster to please Baihua Xiu.
It is a method specifically used to intimidate concubines and control the minor demons in the mansion. Although it lacks lethality, it is designed to target the primordial spirit.
These three little monsters were no match for them. At this moment, one of them was completely disoriented and unaware of what the world was like.
Cao Xing swung the iron hammer in his hand and smashed it hard on the heads of the three monsters.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
With a dull thud, the three little demons fell to the ground without even a scream. They probably never understood how they died at the hands of this fool.
Just in case, Cao Xing didn't forget to add another hammer blow to the head of each little demon.
Only after confirming that these little demons hadn't faked their deaths did they feel relieved.
He walked quickly to Bixia and saw that she was hugging her shoulders and curling up tightly in a ball. Even the sound of Cao Xing's approaching footsteps made her body tremble involuntarily.
Cao Xing's expression changed slightly. He gently placed his hand on Bixia's shoulder, swallowed, and said softly, "Sister."
The unfamiliar voice made Bixia tremble even more violently, but she could also sense a kind and friendly feeling.
Bixia turned her head and when she saw the familiar face in front of her, tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.
"Waaah~~ Brother!"
"Don't cry, don't cry."
Cao Xing offered a few words of comfort and then picked up Bixia.
"Let's go, let's get out of here."
As he was leaving, Cao Xing glanced back at the firewood burning in the iron pot, his eyes narrowed, and an idea popped into his head.
Killing one is killing, killing two is also killing. Since we're leaving anyway, we might as well kill all these little demons to avoid leaving any clues.
Thinking of this, Cao Xing picked up a torch and set ablaze the animal hides, wood, bones, and other miscellaneous items in the cave. Then, he pulled Bixia along and quickly walked out of the cave.
After they emerged from the cave, Cao Xing placed Bixia aside, picked up the hammer in one hand and clutched the golden ring in the other, and waited by the cave entrance.
After a while, a series of cursing and shouting sounds were heard from the cave entrance, and a small, dark-faced monster emerged from the cave, covering its eyes.
Just as he was about to catch his breath, before he could even open his eyes, Cao Xing smashed a hammer into his forehead, causing his body to go limp and collapse to the ground.
As a few little monsters emerged from the cave one after another, they looked up and burst out laughing when they saw that it was Cao Xing.
"Hey, you idiot!"
Cao Xing unleashed a golden sword strike, instantly disorienting the demons and making them see stars. Before they could even understand what was happening, they were smashed to the ground by a hammer.
The stench of blood gradually intensified in front of the cave entrance.
After a while, the cave was filled with thick smoke. Several lesser demons struggled to crawl out, but Cao Xing smashed their brains with a hammer, and then the cave gradually fell silent.
Cao Xing found some stones and sealed the entrance to the cave, then covered it with soil.
Even if there are any remaining fairies inside, they'll probably be half-dead from the stench.
Having done all this, Cao Xing dared not linger and quickly carried Bixia into the woods.
When the two came out of the cave, it was almost dark. By the time they reached night, the forest was even more frighteningly dark.
Cao Xing, however, felt that his eyesight was excellent, and his vision could be seen 100 meters away without being affected in the slightest.
With the inner elixir in its mouth, it never feels tired no matter how much it walks.
As dawn broke, Cao Xing, not knowing how long he had walked, came to a stream and sat down to rest.
Having his own inner core, he wasn't tired or hungry, but Bixia, who had endured the horrors and torment of the night and traveled all night, was exhausted. She nestled in Cao Xing's arms and soon began to snore softly.
Looking at this older sister, Cao Xing couldn't help but feel a little guilty. When he came into this world, his mother, Baihua Xiu, used him as a tool to please Huangpao Guai, and his father, Huangpao Guai, used him as material for alchemy.
Although Bixia's approach to him might have been at Bai Yao's behest, Cao Xing still remembered her kindness to him.
But in this ghostly place, Boyue Cave, Cao Xing couldn't tell who was human and who was ghost, and he dared not trust anyone.
If I just pat myself on the back and leave, I might be free of a burden, but if I think about it later, can I honestly say that I have a clear conscience?
Ultimately, I am a human being, not an animal.
While Bixia was fast asleep...
Cao Xing briefly checked his belongings.
The animal skin coat he was wearing, which was impervious to water and fire, was quite a treasure.
There is also the Golden Light Ring and the Relic Elixir; these two items can be considered the foundation of one's existence.
In addition, there was a deerskin bag.
This was found on Bai Yao's body. No one knew what was inside, but it was quite heavy. Cao Xing opened the deerskin bag and took out the gold medal from it.
"This gold medal..."
Cao Xing picked up the gold medal and examined it carefully.
Under the sunlight, the gold medal gleamed, and the cloud patterns on it seemed to come alive, giving it a feeling of flowing water ripples.
The back features the four large characters: 【昊天上帝】.
Cao Xing stared at the four characters above and fell into deep thought.
No wonder Bai Yao was so terrified when she saw the gold medal.
In ancient times, a gold medal represented direct authorization from the emperor, and the holder could carry out imperial orders. The Yellow Robe Monster descending to earth with a gold medal is similar to a supervisory team going to the countryside to conduct research.
Can you imagine? The mission isn't completed, and you're dead?
Do you know what the consequences will be?
Even Cao Xing felt a chill run down his spine when he thought about this.
But if the Yellow Robe Monster doesn't die, then I will be the one who dies.
From the moment I was born, I was destined to have no way out. What difference does it make whether I have one more crime or one less crime?
Thinking of this, Cao Xing felt relieved.
Keep your gold medal safe.
Cao Xing simply took everything out of the deerskin bag, which contained a jumble of random things.
It seems that Bai Yao had prepared to escape before she made her move.
Among the messy clutter, the most eye-catching item was the golden Ruyi. Cao Xing had witnessed the power of this thing, but unfortunately he didn't know the incantation for this treasure, nor did he know how to refine it.
Like an incompetent husband, he looked at his precious child in front of him but was unable to engage in any meaningful conversation. After fiddling with the child for a while, he could only put it aside for the time being.
Then, Cao Xing's gaze shifted and he noticed an ancient book. Upon closer inspection, he saw four large characters written on it: "Crimson Blood Scripture".