I’m Actually a Cultivation Bigshot

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Yao Mengji was the famous Sect Master of the Linxian Palace.
He was an Immortal being that never stepped out of the stone room.
Why was he not in a retreat?

The Silver Moon Demon King had a dark look on his face.
Why was this old man here? To show off?

He already hated the Linxian Palace because they captured the Nine-Tailed Fox.
He wanted to maintain peace with them so he did not do anything.
Unexpectedly, they came to him.
This was an act of war.

Did he think the Silver Moon Demon King was someone to be trifled with?

The Silver Moon Demon King did not look happy about it.
He said in an indifferent tone, “Master Mengji, we usually avoid crossing each other’s paths.
What’s the meaning of this?”

“Indeed, you were always out of my way.
However, you’ve offended someone you shouldn’t have offended.
I’m merely doing an expert’s dirty work,” replied Yao Mengji.

Doing someone’s work?

Who could it possibly be? Master Mengji was helping someone? Must be a bigshot.

The Silver Moon Demon King frowned.
He was confused.

“Master Mengji, this must be a misunderstanding.”

“Ha, it’s not a misunderstanding.
I’m here to take your mountain eagle life so I can report back to the expert!” Yao Mengji sneered.
He unfolded his palms and an old zither levitated in front of him out of nowhere.

The Silver Moon Demon King looked like he was ready to kill.
He growled, “Are you trying to burn bridges?”

“Bridges? You’re not a worthy associate,” sneered Yao Mengji.
He placed his fingers on the zither and played a harsh note.

Hum!

On that note, powerful waves spread out like ocean water.

Shoo—

The Silver Moon Demon King roared.
He flew towards Master Mengji at the speed of light!

Suddenly, dark clouds formed around them, and a demonic black tornado surrounded Master Mengji.

The sounds of a zither could be heard from within the black tornado.
They were both fighting and casting spells.

The other demons had all fled the scene, afraid of being involved.

The Six-Tailed Fox blinked with her small eyes.
She sneakily uncurled her six tails and fled into the dark woods.

Bigshots fighting each other was too scary.

The Silver Moon Demon King noticed the Six-Tailed Fox escaping.
He was more enraged.
What was going on? Everything had gone wrong!

He growled in fury, “Yao Mengji, are you proclaiming to be my enemy?!”

“Ha! We don’t need to be enemies.
I’m just here to take your life!” Yao Mengji grinned slightly.
He played the zither faster and the musical notes increased in tempo.

The black clouds were blown away.
The music was like a spell, trapping the Silver Moon Demon King.

Snap!

His clothes were suddenly turned to dust.

His body started to inflate and his black wings increased in size.
Suddenly, he revealed his real self—a mountain eagle demon that was three times larger than a normal eagle.

He had a shiny, sharp beak and his gaze could cut through butter.
The Silver Moon Demon King glared at Yao Mengji.
“You asked for this!”

He opened his beak and a shiny Golden Core slipped out.
It was like a tiny Sun in the night.

The demonic winds blew again, forming a shadow of an eagle.
It flew towards Yao Mengji.

Yao Mengji was not alarmed.
He let his robe and his long white hair flow in the wind while he stood still and played his zither!

The music prevented the eagle shadow from attacking.
They were at a standstill.