Celestial Demon Starting from Attribute Points

The Li family.

"Young Master said he misses you and wants you to come home."

Li Shu, speaking in a low voice, said these inexplicable words to the two maidservants and one guard at home.

He didn’t understand what this meant, but he could feel the changes over the years and could sense the world was changing, becoming unfamiliar and terrifying.

The Young Master knew more than he did, so he just went ahead with the orders.

After passing on the message, Li Shu left.

That day, the two maidservants and the guard vanished from the Li family, allegedly to visit distant relatives.

Master Li knew this was his son’s wish, so he prepared a little traveling money to give them, but the three did not accept and left directly.

Half a day later, a fire broke out on an uninhabited desolate field.

In the fire, streams of green smoke with a rotting stench spread and dissipated into the air.

The fire... quickly died out.

Everything returned to calm as if nothing had happened.

It was the evil spirits returning home.

...

...

’Comfortable.’

’So comfortable.’

’A feeling of relaxation.’

While reading together with Zhou Jihai at the Governor’s mansion, Li Xuan suddenly raised his hand to rub his forehead.

Recently, he had been feeling a sense of relaxation, as if the "nerves were loosening."

It seemed that something held by the Spirit was disappearing.

With the "burden" lessened, naturally, the Spirit relaxed.

Yet, Li Xuan’s mood became somewhat heavier.

At this moment, he slightly shifted his gaze, staring at the open pages of the ancient book on the sandalwood tea table, lost in thought.

Li Xuan knew that the reason he felt relaxed was that the evil spirits he created using the Secret Technique of [Ghost Cultivation] were dying quickly in large numbers.

And this allowed him to deduce at least a few points of information:

First, someone can discern demons, can discern demon servants; this was overt information;

Second, these people are very powerful, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to slay demon servants, especially for Liu Yingyi, who, being a Dual-Cultivation Secret Martial Arts practitioner, failed to keep his promise;

Third, the existence of demon servants posed an "interest impediment" to these people, so they acted.

"Exterminate demons and protect the people," but it is just as superficial as Young Master Ruyu’s outwardly pure image, essentially similar to "benevolence and morality."

Those who truly shout this slogan probably believe it the least.

It merely facilitates their labeling others as demons for easier execution.

The death of the demon servants must have infringed upon some interests of certain entities.

Li Xuan rested his elbow, held his chin, his eyesight indicating deep thought.

Quickly, he identified the keyword: Rebel Army.

’I want to control the Rebel Army to nourish a loyal force.

However, other entities also wish to control this rising Rebel Army to accomplish something.’

All of a sudden, images flashed through his mind.

The remnants of the Yu Sect at Xinci Temple.

The mysterious temple monk mastering the ’Celestial Eye’ technique.

The blood rain pouring over the city and forest mountains.

The headless Buddha seated on clouds.

The headless land in the wilderness.

The scaly demon shadow walking amidst a catastrophic tsunami.

The urgent sound of hoofbeats leaving the city.

The abnormal cavalry equipment.

...

Scenes overlapped, forming a dark-chilled backdrop where undercurrents surged, and shadows flowed.

Li Xuan silently withdrew the demon blood of the "distorted monkey" constantly within his body.

At this moment, he came to a small realization.

’My demon servants merely blocked someone’s path, but they were not the target.’

’In other words, this matter might have nothing to do with me, after all... I am not entangled in this level of interest dispute.’

’Since it is irrelevant, then do not force involvement, do not force investigation, and do not be overly curious or meddlesome.’

’I have my own matters to address.’

’When the dust settles, if it proves harmful to me, then it won’t be too late to act.’

The depth in Li Xuan’s eyes soon attracted Zhou Jihai beside him.

This young master, known as the Zhou family prodigy, usually appeared aloof.

But now, he saw a more profound and powerful genius than himself, so his aloofness vanished instantly.

Aloofness is merely a genius’s neglectful of ordinary people, avoiding hassles. When facing a greater genius, it naturally disappears.

"Brother, are you worrying about the local examination?"

The Zhou family prodigy was curious, so he posed the question.

Li Xuan shook his head and said: "I’m thinking about the disasters that occurred after last summer’s end.

Plague, floods, droughts... the disasters were numerous.

The people of Great Yin’s two states truly live in dire hardships.

I wonder if there will be more disasters this year."

Zhou Jihai admired him, "The local examination is merely a step for becoming an official; only after the metropolitan and palace exams does one truly become an official.

An official should be concerned with the welfare of the people.

For short-sighted people, succeeding in exams leads them to ecstasy.

But brother aspires to greater things, worrying for the nation and its people even before the local examination; I sincerely admire this."

Li Xuan replied with a smile, "Though little brother is only eleven, he is taking the local exam with me; such talent, I sincerely admire."

They exchanged compliments and then once again focused on reading earnestly.

By the time of the Shen hour, a gracefully postured woman with cloud-like hair, wrapped in a vermilion dress, walked in from outside carrying a food basket, smiling broadly as she called out: "Jihai, Xiaoxuan~~"

Since Li Xuan called her Aunt Yun, Zhao Yunshang also changed the way she addressed him to show closeness.

In these days, every Shen hour, Zhao Yunshang would bring some snacks and preserves to satisfy the two’s craving, and then they’d continue reading.

It must be said that Zhao Yunshang’s culinary skills were exceptional, better than any place Li Xuan had eaten from.

"Today we have ’laughing faces,’ amber winter melon, and perilla drink..." Zhao Yunshang lifted the cloth on the food basket.

’Laughing faces’ are sweet pan-fried pastries, golden on both sides.

Amber winter melon is made into petal shapes.

Perilla drink, slightly red in color, is a sweet and sour refreshing beverage to enjoy during the summer.