Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2373

Chapter 2373: A Demonic Cultivator

How could the imperial court send a demonic cultivator to supervise a town?

Perhaps no one knew that he was a demonic cultivator.

There were very few cultivators in this town. Everyone knew that Yi Shengjie was an immortal, but they probably didn’t know that he was a demonic cultivator.

The billowing black smoke and the mournful voices rushed toward Yi Liang.

Yi Liang dodged away from the black smoke. There were faces of men and women, all twisted, in the black smoke. They looked like they were suffering some great pain.

Although Yi Liang managed to avoid the black smoke, it kept chasing after him.

When the black smoke finally began to cling to his body, it felt as if someone was biting him and eating his soul bit by bit.

“Xiao Hei, what do I do?” Yi Liang asked Ning Shu.

Ning Shu just replied, “It’s okay. You can withstand it with your righteous aura of integrity.”

Yi Liang: …

“Are you an idiot? Just destroy his banner,” the little fox angrily said. “Why are you so stupid!?”

Yi Shengjie’s eyes, seeing that the two foxes could actually speak, lit up. His blood soul banner had never consumed the soul of a monster yet.

If it got two souls of monsters, the banner would definitely become stronger.

Yi Liang looked at the banner in Yi Shengjie’s hand, which had complicated patterns painted on it.

Yi Liang released his energy and a qilin flew toward Yi Shengjie.

Yi Shengjie, seeing an almost transparent animal rushing towards him, hurriedly dodged. More black smoke was released from the blood soul banner.

The entire ancestral house turned gloomy. There were shrill voices in everyone’s ears.

Ning Shu looked at the struggling and pained souls. Some of them were staring into s.p.a.ce blankly as if they were at a loss, while others were extremely vicious and biting on Yi Liang’s body.

Except they weren’t actually biting his body, but tearing his soul.

Ning Shu lay on the ground and started to recite the Daoist incantation to transcend souls.

One word after another silently came out from Ning Shu’s mouth, hitting the black smoke. It immediately dissipated slightly.

The blood soul banner was Yi Shengjie’s natal artifact, which was linked to his life force. He thus immediately sensed that something was off.

He was already entangled with something that he didn’t recognize. It was something that couldn’t be killed and was stubbornly fighting with him nonstop.

Now it had become obvious that the power of his blood soul banner was weakening.

“Who is it?” Yi Shengjie shouted loudly. He looked around to see if there were any skilled cultivators in hiding, waiting to ambush him.

Yi Shengjie’s face was trembling. He was worried that there were people hiding in the dark.

Ning Shu, meanwhile, kept chanting incantations. These incantations continued hitting the black smoke, which started to slowly dissipate. The souls inside roared sharply.

They sounded vicious and hideous.

Some of the souls had already completely lost their sense of self.

“Father, Mother…!” Yi Liang cried mournfully as two faces appeared in front of him. They were his parents.

His parents’ souls were also in the midst of the black smoke, trapped with no consciousness. No matter how much he called out to them, they wouldn’t respond.

They only continued tearing at his soul.

Ning Shu turned to look at the little fox, who was munching on candied fruits, and asked, “Did you cast illusions on him?”

“Nah. If I did I would’ve cast it on the old man. Why would I cast it on Yi Liang?” The little fox rolled his eyes.

Ning Shu saw that Yi Liang was in great anguish. He looked completely at a loss as to what he needed to do. Ning Shu said, “Yi Liang, keep your soul and consciousness clear!”

“Father, mother…” Yi Liang just stared blankly at the souls that were biting him.

“It’s your turn to act now,” Ning Shu told the little fox. “Yi Liang’s like this again.”

When it came to his family, Yi Liang wouldn’t be able to calm down or control his emotions.

Editor: Ran

Translator: Kaho