I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World

Chapter 308 - 308 Provocation

Tianyuan Valley, within the Sima Family's estate.

The vast estate was now a picture of desolation, all of Sima Family's disciples were silent as cicadas in winter, even walking with utmost caution.

In the past two days, the patriarch had been in a furious rage; already two of the Sima Family disciples had been crippled, and three servants had been slapped to death by the patriarch.

However, the rest of the Sima Family understood why the patriarch had fallen into such a state.

The Family Head was dead, an Elder was dead, and Sima Feng, seen as the hope of the Sima Family, the genius of the Sima Family, was also dead.

The Sima Family had by all counts only six martial artists at the Xuan Gang Realm, now three were directly dead. Was this not like the sky falling down?

Of course, not everyone was grieving in despair, there were also some Sima Family disciples who were secretly delighted.

Sima Feng died a good death!

The patriarch was biased, dedicating all resources of the Sima Family to cultivate Sima Feng, to the point where they couldn't even get a taste of the leftovers.

In the past, that Sima Feng looked down on everything, not giving them the slightest regard.

Now that Sima Feng was dead, it should be their turn to be intensively cultivated, right?

As such thoughts ran through their minds, some of the younger Sima Family disciples secretly peered at the patriarch Sima Zongcheng's study, looking for an opportunity to perform in front of the patriarch.

Meanwhile, inside the study, Sima Zongcheng was gripping a string of prayer beads tightly in his hand, his expression terrifyingly cold.

Sima Zongcheng, looking to be in his sixties, wasn't too old, with a square face, dignified appearance, eagle eyes, and lion's mouth, usually giving off a strong sense of oppression.

Although he hadn't reached the end of his life span, he was also aware that his chances of successfully solidifying his pill were almost hopeless.

Without a good Dan Technique, several attempts to break through to the Condensing Core Realm had ended in failure, and to continue attempting could mean risking his own current cultivation.

That's why he had given up cultivating, and even handed over all his resources to Sima Feng, hoping that Sima Feng could excel beyond him.

But Sima Feng had just stepped into the Martial World and had already died young.

The blow was so great it turned Sima Zongcheng's hair white overnight.

"Tsk tsk, your favored successor has been killed, that must feel terrible, right?

Sima buddy, not to say I told you so, but this time it was your oversight.

What kind of place is the Weapon Casting Conference? A gathering of the strong and skilled, and you just let Sima Feng go by himself without close supervision?"

Across from Sima Zongcheng, a small figure in a Taoist robe was nibbling on a peach.

That person, with his sharp, monkey-like features, looked quite rascally, and was none other than the recently resurrected Taoist Luo.

Right now, Taoist Luo had just resurrected, with little strength recovered, and though he had some items to protect his body, his strength was still pitifully weak, probably not even able to defeat an Innate Martial Artist.

But this did not stop him from deliberately coming over to add fuel to Han Zheng's trouble upon learning the news of the Sima Family.

Hearing Luo's words tinged with mockery, Sima Zongcheng immediately clenched his fists, the prayer beads in his hands creaking from the force.

"The Demon Cleansing Bureau has already announced your death at the hands of Han Zheng, I can't believe you're still alive!

However, I can sense that you are very weak, weak to an unimaginable extent.

You dare to come to the Sima Family to speak coldly, aren't you afraid I'll hand you over to the Demon Cleansing Bureau for the bounty?"

Sima Zongcheng looked at Luo with a dark expression.

When Sima Feng went to Qianjiang Prefecture, Sima Zongcheng had thought of accompanying him, but because of some matters to attend to, he let Sima Jing and Sima Wang accompany him instead.

Who would have guessed that this one moment of negligence would lead to his heir, the one he had nurtured with all his heart, dying in Qianjiang Prefecture?

He was already filled with immense regret, and now Luo dared to rub salt in his wound, which completely enraged Sima Zongcheng.

Luo bared his teeth in a smile, "Sima Feng died at the hands of Han Zheng from the Demon Cleansing Bureau, and instead of seeking vengeance, you think of trading me for reward money. Does that money not feel shamefully earned?"

"Even if it's shameful, I won't be swayed by you to seek a fight to the death with the Demon Cleansing Bureau."

Sima Zongcheng sneered, "Your appearance here is nothing but an attempt to provoke me into killing Han Zheng.

My Sima Family is already greatly weakened; if we were to confront the Demon Cleansing Bureau to the death, we would truly have nowhere to be buried!"

Luo Daoren gently shook his head and said, "I have never engaged in sowing discord, and neither has the Black Mountain Demon King.

I do want to kill Han Zheng, but I also want to save you, Brother Sima.

With Sima Feng being killed in Qianjiang Prefecture as an example, your Sima Family has already caught the attention of the Demon Cleansing Bureau, and the future will not be easy for you.

I also know what you, Brother Sima, want the most, which is nothing more than to strengthen your family and honor your ancestors.

Can you honor your ancestors by living in fear under the pressure of the Demon Cleansing Bureau because the heir you carefully groomed was killed?

Instead of waiting to die, why not change your way of living?

The Black Mountain Demon King has many Condensing Core Techniques, as well as various resources.

Brother Sima, you're not old yet, why not try to break through to the Condensing Core Realm yourself?"

Sima Zongcheng slightly furrowed his brow, then scoffed and said, "What, by colluding with demons, I'd be honoring my ancestors?"

"What's wrong with demons? Demons can give you what you want, can let you honor your ancestors.

And the Demon Cleansing Bureau killed the heir you nurtured, dooming the Sima Family to never recover!

The Black Mountain Demon King is different from other demons that only crave blood food.

Back when the Black Mountain Demon King swept through the Southern Mountain, how many frustrated Human Clan warriors increased their strength dramatically and came to hold high positions?

As someone who has lived through that era, you should know I am not lying.

Of course, Brother Sima, if you still think I am stirring up trouble, so be it.

You see how weak I am now.

You can certainly capture me and go to the Demon Cleansing Bureau to claim your reward.

While you're at it, grovel like a fawning dog and apologize to them.

Say that your disciple was shortsighted and brought disaster upon himself, that his death was deserved, and beg the Lords not to implicate the Sima Family."

The tone of Luo Daoren was mocking, and he even burst into hearty laughter towards the end, completely disregarding the dark expression on Sima Zongcheng's face.

With a 'bang,' the string of prayer beads in Sima Zongcheng's hand shattered from his grip.

Taking a deep breath, Sima Zongcheng stood up and said coldly, "My Sima Family has fought bravely in the martial world for thirteen generations; we've lost and been defeated, but we have never been dogs!"

Luo Daoren clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "That's the way! A true man should enjoy life amid grudges and gratitude. If even this kind of enmity is to be endured, then what's the point of living?

Brother Sima, rest assured in taking action. Once you've killed Han Zheng, you don't have to worry about any retaliation from the Demon Cleansing Bureau. Your Sima Family's future is guaranteed by the Black Mountain Demon King!"

As Luo Daoren watched Sima Chengzong seething with rage in front of him, his smile grew even brighter.

Although he had not fully recovered his strength at the moment, this did not prevent Luo Daoren from taking the opportunity to cause some trouble for Han Zheng.

Meanwhile, in Qianjiang Prefecture.

Han Zheng, Su Wuming, and Fang Jueming were sitting in a teahouse by the city gate, drinking tea.

In the past two days, almost all of the villains and evil doers outside Qianjiang Prefecture had been wiped out by them.

The Demon Cleansing Bureau's methods were brutal; the severed heads of those criminals hanging on the city walls were enough to deter most thieves and bandits.

So Han Zheng and Su Wuming did not go outside the city anymore but stayed within Qianjiang Prefecture.

There were only two days left until the Weapon Casting Conference, and people from the Five Families and Seven Sects should also be arriving soon.

In the name of fairness, Fire Cloud Valley had been sealed off as soon as the invitations for the Weapon Casting Conference were sent out, not to be opened until the conference officially began.

Therefore, disciples from the major sects would typically choose to rest for a night in Qianjiang Prefecture to rejuvenate and gather their strength.

This was when Qianjiang Prefecture was at its most chaotic and also when Wan Zhongshan had the biggest headache.

If those from the martial world were unruly, then these disciples from the top sects were simply arrogant and extremely difficult to manage.

At that moment, Lian Sheng walked into the teahouse holding a severed head, and amidst the terrified gazes of the bystanders, he tossed the head to Fang Jueming's Xuanjia Guards.

"Mr. Han, the monk has just killed another villain in Qianjiang Prefecture who was wantonly slaughtering the innocent. My merit has grown once more, and I must thank Mr. Han for giving me this opportunity."

Lian Sheng bowed with his hands pressed together towards Han Zheng, his face beaming with joy.