Chapter 8: Demon Cultivation Zhou Fuxuan

  Time flies like an arrow, half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. The sun at noon is slightly tilted, shining lazily on my body. Even the vendors' calls on the street have decreased. A middle-aged man wearing silk clothes and looking majestic rode his horse slowly down the street, stopping only when he reached the entrance of the courtyard.

  "Master is back!" Liu Shu had been waiting outside the door, Liu Shu's full name was Liu Bingkun, he was Zhao Ma's husband, usually in charge of pruning and sweeping the courtyard flowers, also acting as a gatekeeper. His back was slightly hunched, his face bearing the marks of time. Seeing the robust man, he bowed respectfully, took a few steps forward, and took over the reins from Master Zhou, leading the horse away. Master Zhou scanned the yard before lowering his voice to ask: "How is he?"

  Liu Shu bent down and lowered his voice, saying: "Master, everything is normal, but..."

  Zhou Futong's eyes widened, his gaze exuding an intimidating aura, and he said, "If you have something to say, say it! If you have fart, let it out quickly!"

  Liu Shu's whole body trembled, not daring to look directly at his gaze, and bowed forward: "Master, that little guy is obsessed with boxing and kicking, practicing every day without stopping, and his strength has increased a lot!"

  "Fists and feet!" Zhou Daquan's face revealed a strange expression, then he thought to himself: "After all, they're just kids, fond of dancing with knives and guns, what can they do?"

  "That's it!" Liu Sheng smiled calmly, they were all cultivators, dancing with knives and guns on the rivers and lakes. Perhaps in front of ordinary people, they were high-handed masters, but in their eyes, there was not much difference between them and a child who had no strength to truss a chicken.

  Liu Shu's reckless behavior made Zhou Da Guan Ren unhappy, and with a forceful slap on his shoulder, he shrank back, no longer speaking, lowered his head to lead the horse, towards the rear courtyard stable. Zhou Da Guan Ren proudly entered the courtyard, with a majestic and powerful stride.

  While practicing martial arts, Zhou Liang, under the Yuan Ling Mapping Technique, had already known that Officer Zhou was back, but he waited until he walked up to him and called out before bowing and saying: "Father!"

  His benevolent eyebrows and kind face looked majestic, just like the one in his memories. Zhou Daquanren Zhou Futing was a generous and charitable person, even his past self had been deceived for a period of time, really taking him as his father. Infatuated with this face, under which hid extremely vicious thoughts, great hatred in his heart, unable to utter a word, not even daring to reveal the slightest expression. As for Zhao Ma and Liu Shu's abilities, he was unclear, but from Liu Shu's attitude and conversation just now, it was clear that they should be his subordinates. With Zhou Futing's current strength, he was only at the level of Tong Qiang Er Chong. They were probably at the level of Ru Xi, several levels unknown. His past self had succeeded in cultivating demonic energy after planting a demon in Dao Xin, and with the nourishment of Zhou Liang's Great Way Flower, he directly broke through to Condensed Infant in just over 300 years, becoming one of the greatest demons in the universe, and could be considered one of the sources of turmoil in the cultivation world thousands of years later.

  Zhou Fuhong looked at Zhou Liang with satisfaction, Zhou Liang's complexion had improved a lot compared to more than a month ago. From his eyebrows, he could see the rise of qi and blood, apparently, the qigong method he had taught him had made great progress. With a satisfied nod, he felt Zhou Fuhong's gaze, which made Zhou Liang's heart tremble. Since he recovered his memory from the Soul Banner, he was extremely familiar with Zhou Fuhong. This expression of his didn't know how many people it had deceived - his face was like that of Maitreya, but his heart was like a ghost. The poisonous and cunning Zhou Fuhong had a great reputation, and every one of his smiles contained a toxic plan.

  "Good boy, how did you think of practicing martial arts?" Zhou Futong looked at Zhou Liang with affection and said faintly: "I didn't hear that you liked this before!"

  "The child heard the storyteller mention that General Li Xin, the Marquis of Zhao Wu, shook the borders with his might, and the Western Barbarians did not dare to set foot in Yumen Pass. So he wanted to learn martial arts, and later become a great general!"

  "Li Xin, haha! Alright then, what else do you need? Whether it's swords, guns, spears, or any secret manuals, Dad will buy them for you!" Zhou Futong said with a warm smile, looking like a good father.

  "This!"

  Zhou Futong's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold glint flashing in them for an instant, and he said, "I forgot that my son doesn't know martial arts. In that case, I'll have Uncle Liu find a teacher to instruct him carefully, how about that?"

  "Great!" Zhou Liang exclaimed excitedly: "He must be a formidable one!"

  "Of course, I'm teaching my son, how can he not be awesome? I'll definitely cultivate him into a great general!" Zhou Fugui held Zhou Liang high up, his eyes filled with kindness and a hint of coldness, his heart turning with unknown thoughts.

  The father and son spoke warmly, on the surface it seemed like a loving conversation between parent and child, but in Zhou Liang's heart, he couldn't stop thinking. Zhou Fu Tong was a suspicious person, and clearly, this move of his had aroused his suspicion. He didn't know what exactly was wrong, but if it were someone else, Zhou Fu Tong would have already made a mistake and wouldn't let them off easily. But he was Zhou Liang, the crucible of demonic cultivation, so no matter how much he suspected, it was just that - suspicion. Apparently, this move by the sect leader was just another measure to strengthen his control. It seemed like there was another opponent added to the mix.

  Fortunately, Zhou Futong's current cultivation is only at the second level of Tong Gong. In his previous life, he was the main soul on the Soul Banner and had a deep understanding of his methods, especially the Dao Xin Zhong Mo Great Technique, which is the supreme technique of the Evil Extreme Sect, derived from the opposition between Dao and Mo. When Dao disappears, Mo rises, and when Dao rises, Mo disappears. If it were the previous Zhou Liang, facing a powerful Tong Gong master, he would have almost no ability to resist. But now that Zhou Liang's divine consciousness has reached the first level of Tong Gong, with some small tricks and unintentional calculations, he can still counter his opponent, making Mo disappear and Dao rise, which is somewhat manageable.

  However, previously, these subordinates were not included. Zhou Futong's subordinates are obviously cultivators, and their specific levels and natures are unknown. Fortunately, this loophole has been discovered now, and there is still at least a year's time. It seems that we need to make careful plans.

  Zhou Futong dragged him into the kitchen. Zhao Ma looked back and asked, "Old Big Brother, is that little guy okay?"

  Zhou Futong's smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he said coldly: "What are you doing? He is different from before!"

  If it were Zhou Liang, he would be shocked to hear this. He asked himself if there was any flaw, but his previous life had only been the main soul and had not cultivated the Dao Xin magic, so he didn't understand much about its mysterious aspects. As a manipulator, Zhou Fu Tong could slightly feel something, but it was uncertain. For a demon cultivator like Zhou Fu Tong, a little doubt was enough.

  "No way, he's no different from usual!" Zhao Ma innocently said.

  "There's no difference, really no difference. If there were any differences, we would have died long ago. You two are doing things in a big way, as a master builder, you can't even take care of a child who hasn't even grown a single hair!" Zhou Futong spoke with a gloomy tone and stared at Zhao Ma fiercely. Zhao Ma was taken aback by Zhou Futong's momentum and almost knelt down, speaking in a low and humble voice: "Old Big Brother, you also know that I and Old Liu, we..."

  "Alright!" Zhou Futong waved his hand and said.

  "Big brother, do you want to?!" Zhao's mother made a beheading motion, and in an instant, the atmosphere completely changed.

  Zhou Futong's face changed, and with a swift motion, he slapped Zhao Ma, sending her stumbling backward several steps before she stopped. Zhou Futong's face was no longer smiling, only revealing a sinister and wooden expression as he coldly said, "Fool, he is my tripod furnace. If I kill him, where can I find another talent like this?"

  "I was wrong!"

  "Alright, let's drop this matter. I've already called Zhang Wu over. From now on, he'll be his master and teach him martial arts, while also keeping an eye on the house."

  "Zhang Wu?" Zhao's mother raised an eyebrow, her eyes sparkling with a hint of flirtation, and said with a warm smile: "It's great that he's coming!"

  "Get to the point, don't play any tricks on me!" Zhou Futong coldly swept a glance at Zhao Ma and said word by word: "Otherwise, I will make you unable to live or die!"

  Zhao's mother was chilled all over, her whole body trembling with a sudden realization, as if she had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. Her voice shaking, she said: "Master, I understand now!"

  Zhou Futong stared at Zhao Ma, making her hair stand on end. After a long while, he let out a cold hum and turned to leave, going to the backyard to ride his horse away.

  It wasn't until Zhou Futong had walked for a long time that Zhao Ma finally patted her chest, still shaken, and said: "I was scared to death! But, Fifth Brother has arrived, it's great!" Her laughter was joyful, with a hint of tenderness, completely different from her previous expression.

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