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Late Night Tales Of The Capital

Chapter 7 Chapter Painting Demon

Word Count: 2164    |    Released on: 18/02/2024

serious. "Unless I call for you, no one is to enter no matter what happens o

n the room. Something must be wrong, judging from how serious Ye Que's expression was. In fact, he himself thought there was something o

'll only know after c

ere then, Sir. Shout if you have any

here was likely no one in Luoyang, even the whole world, who could truly strike fear and

. It was like he would meet demons everywhere he went. Wasn't the frequency o

t across the fine writing paper in front of her with rapt attention. The woman didn't have long and black hair like an ordinary lady. Her hair was very short, about shoulder-lengt

e too focused at this mome

e found a censer with three expensive incenses under the painting. "These small demons are really bo

les; The gate to heaven is cut down with on

e of the techniques of the Cultivation World, especially the spells of the Qingqiu Sword Sect. After all, it was the place where he was once born in and the spells were al

g talisman appeared out of thin ai

e clusters of fog began to diffuse from the painting. The fog churned back and forth in the air and in a flash, condensed into a

isolation! Don't you want to live?" A buzzing voice came from the fog, sou

sdainfully. "What kind of isolated cultivatio

trength she could muster. "You're just a small painting demon.

hua. She was obviously awake but was unmoved as if she was b

the painting. What's wrong with people worshipping and r

e you call yourself an Imm

ath for defaming Tao

e. The fog that filled the room had just dispersed continued to churn. From a distance, the entire room began to look i

ation?" Ye Que, who was in the thick of the fog, ignored it. An illusio

d boats from Eastern Wu; Sword Q

gqiu Sword Sect. In the blink of an eye, a blast of Sword Qi punctured the thick fog to pierce the lan

If he kept focusing on the three-eyed demonic beast created out of

direction of the painting and swiftly condensed into a shield

as enough to break tens

e painting demon was s

e my life, Immort

ing demon dropped his insolence earlier.

this small demon, Imm

the Human World?" Ye Que pointed his right finger

ng for a few incenses for worship. I don't dare to harm people." The painti

not harm anyone befor

ir. I'll definitely express my thanks in the future.&quo

really didn't harm anyone's life, I promise not to destroy the lan

nk you, S

amidst the fog, and an old man with a white beard appeared, prostrating in front

ease, Si

s chest. The Sword Qi that had been lying dormant also made a spin around the room before turning into a fine

ldn't come out to harm people when you don't ev

obless? You said you didn't harm anyone? Who do you think you're fooling? I can even smell your ev

ons that cultivated illusions didn't have strong attacks. However, its life's magic treasure was surely imb

and waved at Qian Shuxiao. The

servants witnessed everything as clear as day. The fer

treasure?" Ye Que raised the landscape painting, looking as if he was going to return it t

re stung by a bee. Qian Shuxiao waved his hand. "Sir, please put that

ten me anymore. I

cape painting and placed it behind him. He looked up to check the position

send her back to her room to rest. She was put under an illusory spell these few

nsibility of dealing with the afterm

d to accommodate their most honored guests. Ignoring all these, Ye Que took out the landscape painting as soon as

later, he had cast

dle of the spell-based formation was the landscape painting. Right then, the painting was emana

vil's Sect back then. It was called the Spirit-stealing Formation and was capable of extr

of meditative consciousness. The Spiritual Force seeping out o

d the whole sky. Tonight was de

ght cultivating, the sun ro

its Qi absorbed for an entire night. The paper became old and the ink marks that made up th

h resounded at the door of the Peony Pavilion, we

dicial Review surrounded the Peony Pavilion s

from the lobby all the way to the second floor. One ow

unter such a big case on his second day of work. Ignoring his subordinate's report, he entered Peony

die of a venomous snake

Lord: That's what t

place?" He Fei frowned as he loo

d there must surely be a frightening number of snakes h

there be?" He

of thousa

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Late Night Tales Of The Capital
Late Night Tales Of The Capital
“It was a time where demons roamed the earth and chaos reigned. The story took place in Luoyang, the legendary capital of the times. During the night, one could find people holding on to their food with dear lives as they faced off against stray dogs, people with weapons in hand vowing to fight against Fate to their very last breath. There was bloodshed everywhere as some died meaningless deaths, while the strong tyrannized the weak and the truth was frequently hidden. Some of the citizens had completely lost their mind, while some died on their travels. Most importantly, the words of a certain youth caused much panic in the human world. It was a time of little warmth as nights in the capital were frequently accompanied by gusts of wind and rain, and it would be covered with snow during winter. Such were the days...”