Chapter 86 Whose Man-Eating Toad Is This? (1/2)

In this world, there was not a single clan that enjoyed endless prosperity. However, the Flying Celestials Island was famed as the holy land of martial arts and they enjoyed good times being an isolated island.

Besides the fighters who tried to attain immortality, the rest of the people on the Flying Celestials Island did not have much longing for Qing Xuan as many of their ancestors who were in Qing Xuan did not attain immortality. Moreover, the simple and lonely life in the mountains was hard to bear with for those who were used to living a comfortable life.

However, there was no pure land1 of eternal happiness in this world. Besides the cultivators, there were plenty of demon clans too.

A tragic bloodshed took place even in the quiet and pure land of Qing Xuan.

Under the broad daylight, there was no sign of human habitation on the Flying Celestials Island.

Many generations lived on the island and there was no shortage of clothes or food. There will always be a market town at the heavily-populated location. A new settlement needed one year to become a town, two to become a city, and three to become a metropolis. There was nothing new in this vein of thought.

However, all of the doors were shut and the street was in a bad state, with fresh blood and human limbs scattered everywhere. The biggest family here would be the residence of the island owner; there were people inside and the atmosphere was heavy.

Under that heavy atmosphere, even a spoilt child would not make noise.

Regardless of age, everyone was hiding inside.

They were akin to the mountain goats that were held in captivity, waiting to be butchered – utterly helpless. There had been prior efforts to break out of there. However, they were all killed by the demon.

They were all looking at a pile of joss stick ashes because that was their last hope.

According to the eldest elder, Qing Xuan would be notified after they have lighted the joss stick. Even the strongest demon would not be able to rival the powerful cultivators from Qing Xuan.

It was a special demon, as he would only consume the blood and flesh of a child. To the demon, the adults tasted terrible as their blood and flesh were rough and had a bad texture.

In the demon's words, he wanted to hold them in captivity so that they can breed more children for him to feast on.

The demon saw humans holding pigs and goats in captivity, which led to the birth of more baby pigs and baby goats. He thought that the same would apply if he were to hold humans in captivity.

Little did he know that livestock rearing was in itself a skill and not a simple one at that.

The adults tasted horrible but the demon saw them as tools to create more children, which was why he would not let them escape.

They have spent around three days in captivity. Besides the first day, not many people died or got injured in the following days. Due to the tremendous difference in power, the brave ones who tried to launch attacks would usually die first.

A red bolt of silk penetrated in with the speed of lightning.

”Xiao Qi !” A woman yelled in devastation.

Xiao Qi was the nickname of her child. Her devastating and heart-wrenching cries did not attract much attention because it had been repeating occurrences in the past few days.

In fact, others who had children with them were relieved. They were only silently praying for the arrival of the Qing Xuan cultivators.

A few teenagers even formed fists with their hands, they swore to learn about celestial arts and supernatural powers after the crisis passed.

A young person who had crutches with him was silently observing his surroundings. He had the chance to join Qing Xuan and yet he lost any hope of joining due to a spur at that moment.

He was the descendant of the Xiao family who lost his martial art abilities to Shen Lian and was one of the more impressive young people of his generation.

He hated Shen Lian. He also hated himself.