Chapter 8: The Transmigrator’s Cheat and the Rogue Disciples

These eight banners, much like the Demon-Binding Rope, had their corresponding spells inscribed directly onto the forged items. They allowed users to cast powerful magic with only a trace of spiritual energy, making them exclusive magical treasures for humans.

Bai Jiujiu’s throat bobbed, swallowing nervously as saliva gathered in her mouth.

Even that tiny sparrow, barely possessing sentience, had managed to fly for two seconds.

Why should she, a thousand-year-old great demon, be so timid? This was hardly the demeanor of a transmigrator!

Once Bai Jiujiu grasped this realization, her hesitation vanished.

While caution was never a bad thing, excessive caution merely bordered on cowardice and weakness.

She extended her left hand, reaching through the verdant barrier before her.

This… This was it!

This time, without any external interference, Bai Jiujiu saw everything with crystal clarity.

Within her slit pupils, Bai Jiujiu witnessed, for the first time, her own unique talent and ability.

A small wisp of the spiritual energy flowing across the barrier integrated into her, followed by seven more streams of spiritual energy appearing from different directions, each surging into Bai Jiujiu’s body.

Ultimately, eight streams of spiritual energy converged, coalescing into eight miniature banners that hovered above Bai Jiujiu’s palm.

[Daughter, you must remember this.]

[All who are weak shall bow before my feet.]

[All who are mighty, emulate their strengths and avoid their flaws.]

[All the laws of this world, you shall devour and control them.]

A woman’s voice echoed in Bai Jiujiu’s ears. It was a gentle, benevolent voice, and even though no one stood before her, Bai Jiujiu felt as if a pair of hands cradled her face.

It was as if a pair of crystalline blue eyes gazed upon her—eyes as brilliant as crystal, yet as hollow.

‘Who… was she?’

When Bai Jiujiu blinked again, that peculiar sensation had vanished completely.

Even as she tried to savor the memory, she could only recall the three phrases that had appeared in her mind and those blue eyes.

Bai Jiujiu lowered her head, looking at the eight banners in her hand. Once formed, they had all expanded to a meter in length.

Unlike the Demon-Binding Rope, this magical treasure was not fully mastered by her. Instead, it was a replica she had copied using the spiritual energy from the original artifact.

The three phrases in her mind were not difficult to understand. Combined with the unique events happening to Bai Jiujiu, it implied she could control magical treasures weaker than herself, devour human cultivation techniques for her own use, and replicate beings more powerful than her own.

This must be the special cheat ability unique to Bai Jiujiu, the transmigrator! After sleeping for a thousand years, had she finally received a heaven-sent cheat?

The little snake was deeply moved.

The little snake was now incredibly arrogant, so arrogant her belly swelled with pride!

Now, the little snake believed herself to be invincible, unrivaled under the heavens!

The Town Suppressing Banner (Pseudo), when unfurled, would suppress any demon trapped within, restraining their demonic energy and rendering them unable to use demonic arts.

Furthermore, if a trapped demon attempted to pass through the barrier, they would be forcibly suppressed by the Town Suppressing Banner. Their demonic energy would also be slowly stripped away until they completely lost the ability to resist.

Even ordinary humans or other creatures without demonic energy would be suppressed if they passed through. The only way to exit was to separate the paired banners and walk between them.

Another feature was its ability to shrink for portability. Any demon forcibly suppressed and locked inside would also shrink proportionally when transferred. It could suppress up to eight demons.

It was truly an essential magical treasure for home travel and demon suppression.

Even after being replicated by Bai Jiujiu, it remained a magical treasure designed entirely to counter demons.

She was a snake demon, a thousand-year-old great demon, so why on earth did she have so many magical treasures designed to fight demons?

Which demon on Mount Qianliyunlai didn’t treat her with utmost respect? There was no need for such treasures!

Bai Jiujiu felt deeply frustrated. Her main opponents were currently humans, not her own kind.

As a demon, to be equipped solely with demon-fighting artifacts—what kind of sense did that make!

Through the replica of the Town Suppressing Banner, she also felt a twinge of fear regarding her previous rash actions. If the replica had such effects, the original’s power could only be greater, not lesser.

Next time, she would have to carry a demon with her. Otherwise, using mere small animals for these specialized demon-fighting treasures was far too unreliable.

‘Got it! Once I find that rogue disciple, I’ll tie Su Ling’er up with the Demon-Binding Rope, then toss her into the Town Suppressing Banner (Pseudo). That way, if a similar magical treasure appears next time, I can send her to test the waters first.’

‘If she refuses, I’ll use my scorching snake tail to spank her little bottom!’

‘The other disciples, too! After all these years, they haven’t visited me once since descending the mountain.’

‘Every single one of them deserves a spanking!’

Bai Jiujiu quickly realized the potential uses for this magical treasure. Other demons feared her, but her rogue disciples completely disregarded their elder.

During her thousands of years on Mount Qianliyunlai, Bai Jiujiu had adopted five young demons. They were adorable and well-behaved when little, and equally cute little lolis when they first transformed.

However, she didn’t know which rogue disciple started it, but these little rascals began harboring mischievous thoughts toward their master.

For instance, one time she woke up from a nap to find herself completely stripped bare, with five small heads meticulously examining her body.

The result was those five little rascals being hung from a tree and spanked for three consecutive days, their wails terrifying both ghosts and demons.

Later, as their talents were discovered, and through Bai Jiujiu’s guidance of knowledge from her previous life, they self-developed various demonic arts.

Unable to use demonic arts herself, yet possessing immense demonic power, Bai Jiujiu gradually shifted from the attacker to the one being attacked.

She went from sleeping while hugging her eldest disciple to being placed in their nest as a captive wife.

The other disciples followed suit, holding a ‘Whose Master Is It’ competition when Bai Jiujiu slept. The winner could do whatever they pleased with Bai Jiujiu’s body.

She had told them to study physics and mathematics, but they didn’t. Yet, when it came to assaulting their master, each one was like a fueled engine, their hand speed incredibly fast.

It was for this reason that Bai Jiujiu, to allow them to soar to greater heights (and escape her fate of being pressed down), ruthlessly (happily) sent these cute and obedient (disrespectful), well-behaved and sensible (rebellious towards master), and exceptionally talented (this was true) disciples down the mountain for worldly experience.

However, now that she was also down the mountain, besides Su Ling’er, she might encounter her other rogue disciples.

These demon-suppressing magical treasures might not be effective against humans, but they would be quite useful against her rogue disciples.

She wondered how they were faring. In any case, Bai Jiujiu, as their master, found herself once again in a predicament.

Even with the replicated Town Suppressing Banner, she couldn’t escape from here. She had to find another way.

Rustle~ Rustle~

Someone was approaching.

Bai Jiujiu quickly put away the Town Suppressing Banner (Pseudo), shrinking it into a shoulder-sized flag, which she hung at her waist before hiding in the nearby bushes.

“Huo Xian, please calm your anger, Huo Xian, please calm your anger!”

The man who had refused to reveal clues with his companions at the inn earlier now emerged from the bushes. He knelt on the ground, hands clasped together, and kowtowed with a loud thud.

He would take three steps, then kneel and kowtow once.

Just as Bai Jiujiu was about to speak and inquire, another voice suddenly appeared…