Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 973 Subduing the Demons

The demon cultivator who launched the sneak attack was not even as powerful as the weasel. He let out a miserable howl and was immediately seriously injured. The black lightning on his body was like a bone-deep infection that was difficult to remove.

"How dare you! Humans dare to injure demons in the demon market!"

"Take him!"

"Rectify the law on the spot!"

A group of demon cultivators, full of menacing aura, planned to attack him en masse and kill the human youth on the spot.

Just as those various demonic lights, imbued with murderous intent, were about to engulf the young man—

"Everyone, stand down!"

The shout wasn't particularly loud, but it carried a certain majesty that reached deep into the bloodline, spreading like invisible ripples through the demon market.

Immediately afterwards, a vast, ancient, and supremely noble pressure descended without warning!

This oppressive aura is not directed at magical power or the soul, but rather originates from a fundamental suppression of the life level, like a giant dragon in the heavens looking down at insects on the ground.

The demon cultivators who were clamoring to rush forward were as if they had been choked by an invisible giant hand. Their surging demonic power faltered, and they staggered backward, their eyes filled with surprise, doubt, and horror.

Some demon cultivators with weaker cultivation and mixed bloodlines even couldn't help but reveal some of their original characteristics, such as scales standing on end or fur standing on end.

A clearing was instantly created in the field.

Only the honest young man, though he also felt the heavy pressure, did not feel it as strongly as the demon cultivators because of his human form.

He was panting, staring in astonishment toward the source of the sound.

Jing Yu stepped forward slowly and stood between the young man and the group of demons.

He didn't deliberately circulate his magic power, but the majesty of a pure-blooded dragon naturally emanated from his tall and upright body. His robes fluttered without wind, and there were faint, illusory dragon-shaped energy swirling around him. A golden light seemed to flash in his eyes as he coldly surveyed the entire scene.

"Dragon... Dragon's might?!" The knowledgeable old demon gasped, his voice trembling.

"And it's extremely pure dragon's might! What is its origin?"

Whispers arose softly, but no demon dared to take another step forward.

Pure-blooded dragons hold a transcendent position among the demon race, being one of the most elite beings at the top of the pyramid, possessing the bloodline to suppress most demons.

Jing Yu ignored the frightened gazes, only glancing at the still-shaken, honest young man, and nodding slightly to signal him to calm down.

The young man before him was a fellow human, and they even shared some history. He couldn't just stand by and watch something happen to him here.

Moreover, those Yin and Yang lightning bolts... Jing Yu's eyes flashed.

Even Jing Yu, who was used to seeing geniuses, couldn't help but feel a little scared by that pure and righteous power of thunder.

The power and status of this black and white lightning far surpassed any lightning divine power that Jing Yu had ever seen, and it could even be compared with Lu Yingzhao's purple tribulation lightning!

This person must have a great secret.

Just then, a series of heavy and orderly footsteps approached from afar, accompanied by the clanging sound of metal armor rubbing together.

"What fuss! How dare you start a fight in the Demon Market! What do you think of rules!" A powerful rebuke rang out, carrying an unquestionable authority.

The crowd of demons dispersed like a tide, and a team of demon cultivators, dressed in uniform black armor and exuding a powerful aura, quickly entered the scene.

The leader was an exceptionally burly, bluish-gray dragon-headed demon cultivator.

He had a pair of short but ferocious curved dragon horns on his forehead, and his eyes were pale gold, radiating a sharp light when they opened and closed. He exuded a powerful aura of a perfected Cave Heaven Realm expert.

A demon cultivator recognized the person and whispered, "It's Qiu Xu, the young master of the Azure Dragon Mansion..."

Qiu Xu's gaze was like lightning. He first sternly swept over the weasel lying limp on the ground and the various demons with different expressions, and finally landed on Jing Yu, whose aura was the most unique in the arena.

When he sensed the pure and vast dragon might emanating from Jing Yu, a hint of astonishment flashed across his dignified face, which quickly transformed into a complex expression that mixed respect and caution.

He waved to stop his men behind him, took a few steps forward alone, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Jing Yu, and said in a tone that was still calm but much gentler than when he had reprimanded the demons: "Fellow dragon, I am Qiu Xu from the Azure Dragon Palace. May I ask what has caused this dispute, that you have personally released your dragon might to quell the disturbance?"

He adopted a very humble attitude. Although they were both of the dragon race, the Ironback Dragon was not considered a particularly prestigious species among dragons. While it was much stronger than those mixed-blood dragons, it was far inferior to true pure-blooded dragons, which made him extremely cautious.

Jing Yu remained calm, as if the awe-inspiring dragon might he had just displayed was not his doing. He returned the greeting with a cupped hand and said, "Fellow Daoist Qiu, I am Bai Yuan. Having achieved some minor success in my cultivation, I have come to travel the world."

"The dispute arose simply because this stall owner raised prices arbitrarily and humiliated the customer. Then, when the customer's human identity was exposed, he tried to attack him by force and extort money. I couldn't stand such behavior and was afraid that the chaos would harm innocent people, so I took some measures to deter them. I hope you will investigate thoroughly, fellow Daoist."

He spoke calmly and deliberately, pointing out that the weasel was in the wrong and explaining the "legitimacy" of his actions, without mentioning his possible relationship with the human youth.

"Human?" Qiu Xu was slightly surprised. He glanced at the honest-looking young man and wondered, "This pure-blooded dragon descendant is standing up for a human cultivator?"

As if knowing what Qiu Xu was thinking, Jing Yu said in a calm and unhurried tone: "A demon cannot stand without faith. Even if there is racial conflict, it is not a reason to break the rules."

"Besides, this place is under the rule of Senior Qingqiu. Even if the demon race doesn't follow the rules, does my dragon race have to collude with them?" This sentence was transmitted through telepathy.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Xu nodded slightly, then turned and glared fiercely at the weasel: "Hmph! The rules of the Demon Market forbid raising prices on short notice! It is also strictly forbidden to attack buyers without cause and cause large-scale chaos! You have violated multiple market rules, how can I tolerate you?"

The demon cultivator, who was originally an iron-backed dragon, snorted coldly, his voice like muffled thunder: "Men, take this unscrupulous merchant away and deal with him according to the rules! Temporarily seal up the goods at his stall!"

"Yes!" Two black-armored demon cultivators immediately stepped forward and dragged the limp weasel away without any politeness.

After dealing with the weasel, Qiu Xu looked at Jing Yu again, a smile that could be described as "amiable" appearing on his cold and hard face: "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Fellow Daoist Bai Yuan. These are just common folk, lacking discipline. It's thanks to your help that a major disturbance was averted."

"Fellow Daoist, your dragon might is pure and vast, you must be of noble birth. May I ask if there is anything you need on your esteemed visit to Qingqiu Star? Perhaps I, Qiu, may do my part as your host."

His attitude was almost obsequious, clearly indicating that he wanted to befriend this noble-blooded member of the same clan.

Pure-blooded dragonborn are rare, and both their strength and the power they may represent deserve his serious attention.